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I can be cold, I am made to be stronger than most.
I can be quiet, I was born to be the only child.
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I can be anything I want to be. Only because I can.
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Edited by Yours Truly.
Blog Title is E.B. White's famous words, rephrased.
Wednesday, November 30, 2005
the return of the shopaholic
yeah yeah. town with the chief minah. she told me i must mention that 10 minutes into our outing, we were attacked by a freak.
full story goes:
we wanted to eat. so we wandered from wisma to liat towers before deciding on lido and long john silvers. as usual that top floor of lido is packed and we only got a seat after circling the place once.
as we walked up to our table this one, single mat actually turned his head all the way around to look at us. NOT SUBTLE. -100 points.
we sat, put down our stuff and got up to order food. sara goes, "that mat has been checking you out super openly from just now." i turn (cuz we also not champions of subtlety as you will see later) and yes, his head was craning to look at er, our butts, walking away. ??? don't matter, NOT SUBTLE. -100 points.
i got my food first so i went back to my table to wait for sara. and this boy SWOOPS in on me in a manner bearing strong resemblance to a VULTURE (him) seeing carcass (me, harhar). and starts fondling the chair or something. and leaning down and standing up straight and leaning down again in a bizarre see- saw fashion. FREAKY. -100 points.
aaaaaand then an attempt at conversation (he speaks malay, i reply in english -_-). stitled conversation. NOT SMOOTH. -110000000 points.
him: hi can ask you something?
me: uhh yea sure. (may i just point out that this is my gravest mistake? i gave him the benefit of the doubt that maybe he wanted to ask for the time ke, directions ke, anything la- yes i'm that dumb, thank you. anything BUT whatever else he asked. i really should stop believing the best in people. it doesn't pay, sometimes.)
him: what's your name?
me: uhhh fiza.
him: ohh okay. just the two of you?
me: uhhhh ya? (like hello, do you SEE anyone else? sara and me said this at the same time upon recollection, but both too nice to say it to his face, pfffft)
him: ohhh okay. your friend malay or chinese?
me: malay.
him: looks chinese.
me: ummm ya.
at this point sara returns to the table to put her purse in her bag and goes back to collect her food. when she was there she made faces like, WHY THE FUCK IS HE HERE. and he asked, "two of you only?" YES. AGAIN. then she says "uhh ya" and goes off. bitch.
him: so boleh kenal- kenal tak/ can get to know you? (i want to DIE this is my second boleh kenal- kenal this month there's something in the water i swear)
me: ehehe no...
him: *quite vehemently* elehhhhhh tak kan tak boleeeeh/ aiyaaaa don't tell me cannot! (SUPER FREAKY. this contributes to -10000000 points to the final tally okay.)
me: heh i don't do guys. (this is my MOMENT y'all! i am so proud of this)
him: huh?
me: i don't really date guys...
him: oh then you don't date guys you date...
me: girls. (very confidently. hahaha)
him: *furrowed eyebrows* (this mat is THINKING y'all! give him some credit will you! give me some too for making him)
me: heh ya i like girls. sorry.
him: are you sure? or you just saying that to get out of this? (WHOOOOOH SMART!)
me: heh no la. that's my girlfriend. *points in general direction of sara, back turned away, waiting for food, blissfully unaware that she has been accused of homosexuality. haha. she's super homophobic)
him: ohh okay. that's.... interesting. (yeah for lack of better words)
me: hmm hmm. (i don't exactly KNOW what lesbians do in this situation so i just kept opening my chilli packets, yes all 6 of them)
him: how long the two of you been... um...
me: oh about more than a year. (HAHAHAHAHA pakai tembak only/ anyhow whack)
him: oh ok... heh my first time experiencing this... (me too dude, me too.)
me: *smiles saccharinely* (well i tried)
him: ok lah. bye...
the end. haha. not bad hor? i've always wanted to say that i'm a lesbian cuz i think guys need to realize that you can't just POUNCE on a girl and ASSUME she's heterosexual. or interested. heh.
and if you're that bored you can count the final tally yourself. maths was never my forte. acting lesbian is, apparently. :D
lesbians. apparently.
the rest of the day was as per normal, window- shopping, try on clothes, she bought stuff, openly ogle at ang moh men till they notice (haha told you we weren't subtle), and coffee. good day.
and tomorrow... *drumrollssssssss*
IS BRA- SHOPPING DAY! WHEE!
since it's probably gonna rain its probably gonna be bras and coffee/ lunch. initial plan was bras and beach. we shall see. mr. weather's being a cranky, mood- swinging PMSing lassie.
anyway after she left i met gail to pass her my topshop card. and then hafiz texts me to say he wants to borrow it too. and yes its applicable to topman and dorothy perkins as well so call on your parents as well! we can aaaaaaaall go shopping together, yay!
and because every $80 i spend gets a stamp on this other card i have i was thinking if i bring a few people and they each buy about $15 worth each total cost can go up to $80. so i imagined organizing a MASS EXCURSION! TO TOPSHOP/ TOPMAN/ DOROTHY PERKINS! TO SHOP! OMG! OMG! OMG!
hahaha okay umm ya. i thought it'd be funny. like i can carry a whistle and stuff and all of you (imaginary group of people shopping together to chalk up $80) will be like, wearing caps and shorts and carrying water bottles and i will say, "okay you can go where ever you want now but be back here in an hour, understand? ONE HOUR! you there! i'm talking, so don't whisper at the back! hey i'm talking to you! PREEEEEEEEEEEEEET! *blows whistle* yes, thank you. now did all of you hear me, one hour. back here. now GO."
and BOOOOOOOM all of you disappear into the mass of clothes. wah. fun.
so moving right along mum came to join me in town and we had desserts at delifrance takashimaya. yum. and she got me this hairband thingy and new slippers.
conversation exchanged between me and firr, the apunehneh.
Me: eh
Me: i got new slippers
Me: and hair thingy
Me: besok pakai (tomorrow wear)
Me: yay
Me: so glamer mamer (so glamourous)
Amplitude-: pergi mane (go where)
Me: BELI COLI (buy bra)
Me: HAHAHA
Amplitude-: wahhh
Amplitude-: JL sale izzit?
Me: VS!
Amplitude-: enna VS?
Me: models not included.
Me: VICTORIA SECRET DEI.
Amplitude-: lahh
Me: coliiiiiii
Me: chants* coli coli coli coli (bra bra bra bra)
Amplitude-: di mane (where at?)
Amplitude-: i also want to go
Me: great world city!!!!!!!!!
Me: TEMPAT KITE DATING DULU2 (where we used to date *actually its just where we first met la)
Amplitude-: !!!!!!!!!! ok
Me: touching kannnnnnnnn (touching right)
Amplitude-: WAHHHH
Me: *touches herself*
Me: touch touch
Amplitude-: astagaf
Me: HAHAHAHA
damn long post. anyway i wanted to photoshop another of the boy who has reported a 'massive' shopping trip in melb. but i'm too tired and besides i believe the previous pic has a pretty lasting effect. i'll get down to it tonight, if i can. but for now, enjoy this...
kita lesbo, yo.
yeah yeah. town with the chief minah. she told me i must mention that 10 minutes into our outing, we were attacked by a freak.
full story goes:
we wanted to eat. so we wandered from wisma to liat towers before deciding on lido and long john silvers. as usual that top floor of lido is packed and we only got a seat after circling the place once.
as we walked up to our table this one, single mat actually turned his head all the way around to look at us. NOT SUBTLE. -100 points.
we sat, put down our stuff and got up to order food. sara goes, "that mat has been checking you out super openly from just now." i turn (cuz we also not champions of subtlety as you will see later) and yes, his head was craning to look at er, our butts, walking away. ??? don't matter, NOT SUBTLE. -100 points.
i got my food first so i went back to my table to wait for sara. and this boy SWOOPS in on me in a manner bearing strong resemblance to a VULTURE (him) seeing carcass (me, harhar). and starts fondling the chair or something. and leaning down and standing up straight and leaning down again in a bizarre see- saw fashion. FREAKY. -100 points.
aaaaaand then an attempt at conversation (he speaks malay, i reply in english -_-). stitled conversation. NOT SMOOTH. -110000000 points.
him: hi can ask you something?
me: uhh yea sure. (may i just point out that this is my gravest mistake? i gave him the benefit of the doubt that maybe he wanted to ask for the time ke, directions ke, anything la- yes i'm that dumb, thank you. anything BUT whatever else he asked. i really should stop believing the best in people. it doesn't pay, sometimes.)
him: what's your name?
me: uhhh fiza.
him: ohh okay. just the two of you?
me: uhhhh ya? (like hello, do you SEE anyone else? sara and me said this at the same time upon recollection, but both too nice to say it to his face, pfffft)
him: ohhh okay. your friend malay or chinese?
me: malay.
him: looks chinese.
me: ummm ya.
at this point sara returns to the table to put her purse in her bag and goes back to collect her food. when she was there she made faces like, WHY THE FUCK IS HE HERE. and he asked, "two of you only?" YES. AGAIN. then she says "uhh ya" and goes off. bitch.
him: so boleh kenal- kenal tak/ can get to know you? (i want to DIE this is my second boleh kenal- kenal this month there's something in the water i swear)
me: ehehe no...
him: *quite vehemently* elehhhhhh tak kan tak boleeeeh/ aiyaaaa don't tell me cannot! (SUPER FREAKY. this contributes to -10000000 points to the final tally okay.)
me: heh i don't do guys. (this is my MOMENT y'all! i am so proud of this)
him: huh?
me: i don't really date guys...
him: oh then you don't date guys you date...
me: girls. (very confidently. hahaha)
him: *furrowed eyebrows* (this mat is THINKING y'all! give him some credit will you! give me some too for making him)
me: heh ya i like girls. sorry.
him: are you sure? or you just saying that to get out of this? (WHOOOOOH SMART!)
me: heh no la. that's my girlfriend. *points in general direction of sara, back turned away, waiting for food, blissfully unaware that she has been accused of homosexuality. haha. she's super homophobic)
him: ohh okay. that's.... interesting. (yeah for lack of better words)
me: hmm hmm. (i don't exactly KNOW what lesbians do in this situation so i just kept opening my chilli packets, yes all 6 of them)
him: how long the two of you been... um...
me: oh about more than a year. (HAHAHAHAHA pakai tembak only/ anyhow whack)
him: oh ok... heh my first time experiencing this... (me too dude, me too.)
me: *smiles saccharinely* (well i tried)
him: ok lah. bye...
the end. haha. not bad hor? i've always wanted to say that i'm a lesbian cuz i think guys need to realize that you can't just POUNCE on a girl and ASSUME she's heterosexual. or interested. heh.
and if you're that bored you can count the final tally yourself. maths was never my forte. acting lesbian is, apparently. :D
lesbians. apparently.
the rest of the day was as per normal, window- shopping, try on clothes, she bought stuff, openly ogle at ang moh men till they notice (haha told you we weren't subtle), and coffee. good day.
and tomorrow... *drumrollssssssss*
IS BRA- SHOPPING DAY! WHEE!
since it's probably gonna rain its probably gonna be bras and coffee/ lunch. initial plan was bras and beach. we shall see. mr. weather's being a cranky, mood- swinging PMSing lassie.
anyway after she left i met gail to pass her my topshop card. and then hafiz texts me to say he wants to borrow it too. and yes its applicable to topman and dorothy perkins as well so call on your parents as well! we can aaaaaaaall go shopping together, yay!
and because every $80 i spend gets a stamp on this other card i have i was thinking if i bring a few people and they each buy about $15 worth each total cost can go up to $80. so i imagined organizing a MASS EXCURSION! TO TOPSHOP/ TOPMAN/ DOROTHY PERKINS! TO SHOP! OMG! OMG! OMG!
hahaha okay umm ya. i thought it'd be funny. like i can carry a whistle and stuff and all of you (imaginary group of people shopping together to chalk up $80) will be like, wearing caps and shorts and carrying water bottles and i will say, "okay you can go where ever you want now but be back here in an hour, understand? ONE HOUR! you there! i'm talking, so don't whisper at the back! hey i'm talking to you! PREEEEEEEEEEEEEET! *blows whistle* yes, thank you. now did all of you hear me, one hour. back here. now GO."
and BOOOOOOOM all of you disappear into the mass of clothes. wah. fun.
so moving right along mum came to join me in town and we had desserts at delifrance takashimaya. yum. and she got me this hairband thingy and new slippers.
conversation exchanged between me and firr, the apunehneh.
Me: eh
Me: i got new slippers
Me: and hair thingy
Me: besok pakai (tomorrow wear)
Me: yay
Me: so glamer mamer (so glamourous)
Amplitude-: pergi mane (go where)
Me: BELI COLI (buy bra)
Me: HAHAHA
Amplitude-: wahhh
Amplitude-: JL sale izzit?
Me: VS!
Amplitude-: enna VS?
Me: models not included.
Me: VICTORIA SECRET DEI.
Amplitude-: lahh
Me: coliiiiiii
Me: chants* coli coli coli coli (bra bra bra bra)
Amplitude-: di mane (where at?)
Amplitude-: i also want to go
Me: great world city!!!!!!!!!
Me: TEMPAT KITE DATING DULU2 (where we used to date *actually its just where we first met la)
Amplitude-: !!!!!!!!!! ok
Me: touching kannnnnnnnn (touching right)
Amplitude-: WAHHHH
Me: *touches herself*
Me: touch touch
Amplitude-: astagaf
Me: HAHAHAHA
damn long post. anyway i wanted to photoshop another of the boy who has reported a 'massive' shopping trip in melb. but i'm too tired and besides i believe the previous pic has a pretty lasting effect. i'll get down to it tonight, if i can. but for now, enjoy this...
kita lesbo, yo.
Tuesday, November 29, 2005
dum dee dum dee dum
round 1 of post- exam celebrations start tomorrow. coffee and lunch with saramarabobara.
weather doesn't look too good so i doubt beach date will be coming up too soon. ah well. the tan can wait. i might be headed down to KL this weekend. whee! shoooooooooopping.
speaking of which once again, i repeat, i have a topshop discount card so anyone wants anything from there do let me know. i'll loan it to you. albeit its only 10% off but some discount is better than no discount, non?
not like anyone cares but the boy has reported that today he simply bummed around and went to the shopping area. see if it was ME bum and shopping won't go together cuz if you're going to the shopping district you don't bum first you just GO. but its me, so its okay. he has also very cutely booked tours to the great ocean road and somethingelseican'trecall at the VISITORS CENTRE. how jap tourist is that? haha! so cute.
hmm. idea. we'll see by the end of this blog if it manifests.
so in other news i watched tv, ate cream buns... and promptly fell asleep. the fleece pajamas are MAJICK.
and there was always this strange sense of apprehension, like i kept thinking okay okay fiza, indulge in a liiiiiiitle more tv but that's enough. you need to study for...
then blank.
ish. exam withdrawal symptoms.
i can't wait for christmas! i don't know why. i just felt like saying that. hahaha. uhhh.
oh today i did my first walk- out- before- time's- up! haha yeah. i've always utilized the full 2 hours given for my examinations but today i took half an hour for each of the 3 questions. so by 2.30 i was done. and i was NOT going to wait another 30 minutes for the sky to fall. NO SIRREE!
so i left. :D:D:D so best lor. but abit useless also cuz i waited for hafiz who utilized full 2 hours. but its okay while waiting for him i had LUNCH! the prospect of lunch excites me cuz its so rare that i bother. but i was really hungry la.
so i ate the only thing i ever eat at arts canteen, sliced fish soup, no vegetables, no fried onions, no chopped leaves. ahhh.
then met hafiz. then go take bus back to station. so happy to LEAVE the premises. there's something deeply vile about NUS that makes me mindblowingly ecstatic upon leaving it. the thought of not having to see it for another MONTH is enough to make me shriek in delighted ecstacy. oooh.
and.do.you.know.what.this.means?!?!?! CAN START READING MY OTHER BOOK!
yea the one i kept on hold cuz i needed to mug. so here i cooooooome dan rhodes! how blissful it will be to read my dan rhodes, big shades in place, retro green bikini, and the minahs next to me yammering away. joy oh joy.
maybe i should buy the boy something. for his return. yeah cuz i'm random like that. turn the tables around abit. why must the traveller buy the gifts? i can get him uhh... a miniature merlion. or or or a "singapore is a fine city" t- shirt. only to remind him what a lovely place he left behind for ten days. :))
anyway yes my idea formulated.
my boyfriend the kawaii.
enjoy.
p.s.: no, he doesn't read this, remember? mwahahahaha.
round 1 of post- exam celebrations start tomorrow. coffee and lunch with saramarabobara.
weather doesn't look too good so i doubt beach date will be coming up too soon. ah well. the tan can wait. i might be headed down to KL this weekend. whee! shoooooooooopping.
speaking of which once again, i repeat, i have a topshop discount card so anyone wants anything from there do let me know. i'll loan it to you. albeit its only 10% off but some discount is better than no discount, non?
not like anyone cares but the boy has reported that today he simply bummed around and went to the shopping area. see if it was ME bum and shopping won't go together cuz if you're going to the shopping district you don't bum first you just GO. but its me, so its okay. he has also very cutely booked tours to the great ocean road and somethingelseican'trecall at the VISITORS CENTRE. how jap tourist is that? haha! so cute.
hmm. idea. we'll see by the end of this blog if it manifests.
so in other news i watched tv, ate cream buns... and promptly fell asleep. the fleece pajamas are MAJICK.
and there was always this strange sense of apprehension, like i kept thinking okay okay fiza, indulge in a liiiiiiitle more tv but that's enough. you need to study for...
then blank.
ish. exam withdrawal symptoms.
i can't wait for christmas! i don't know why. i just felt like saying that. hahaha. uhhh.
oh today i did my first walk- out- before- time's- up! haha yeah. i've always utilized the full 2 hours given for my examinations but today i took half an hour for each of the 3 questions. so by 2.30 i was done. and i was NOT going to wait another 30 minutes for the sky to fall. NO SIRREE!
so i left. :D:D:D so best lor. but abit useless also cuz i waited for hafiz who utilized full 2 hours. but its okay while waiting for him i had LUNCH! the prospect of lunch excites me cuz its so rare that i bother. but i was really hungry la.
so i ate the only thing i ever eat at arts canteen, sliced fish soup, no vegetables, no fried onions, no chopped leaves. ahhh.
then met hafiz. then go take bus back to station. so happy to LEAVE the premises. there's something deeply vile about NUS that makes me mindblowingly ecstatic upon leaving it. the thought of not having to see it for another MONTH is enough to make me shriek in delighted ecstacy. oooh.
and.do.you.know.what.this.means?!?!?! CAN START READING MY OTHER BOOK!
yea the one i kept on hold cuz i needed to mug. so here i cooooooome dan rhodes! how blissful it will be to read my dan rhodes, big shades in place, retro green bikini, and the minahs next to me yammering away. joy oh joy.
maybe i should buy the boy something. for his return. yeah cuz i'm random like that. turn the tables around abit. why must the traveller buy the gifts? i can get him uhh... a miniature merlion. or or or a "singapore is a fine city" t- shirt. only to remind him what a lovely place he left behind for ten days. :))
anyway yes my idea formulated.
my boyfriend the kawaii.
enjoy.
p.s.: no, he doesn't read this, remember? mwahahahaha.
ultimate O-V-OVER!
no more exaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaams. WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
no more NUS! WHEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
no more school. for a whole month. oh i shall savour this month, i will.
immense relief the minute my last paper was done. medical soci. nothing fantastic but at least i could answer and crap out 7 pages. can la hor. most important issssssss?
yes, you got it. ITS OVER!
all over. yay. now i can just do NOTHING. god i miss nothing. nothingness is the most blissful feeling in the world. *hugs nothing*
ohoh and i figured if i could conjure up at least 10 people to spend time with i'm good to go till he comes back! i got myself covered. how cool is that. i'm a JENIUS i tell you. JENIUS.
so far i've got sara, hafiz, hana, nydia, zarina, farhana, erwin and firr. anyone else want to jump on the bandwagon let me know. joy joy joy!
i never loved holidays this much. when the paper ended i contemplated celebrating over coffee in town or something.
then i figured... hmm... cable tv... noon cartoons... and that did it. home it was. and halfway home it started raining. then i thought, fleece pajamas... hot chocolate... cream buns... cartoons...
mmmm pink fleece.
wahhhh terus tak sabar nak balik (then cannot wait to go home already) lor!
and now i'm home and yes, i'm in my fleece pajamas and i bought my chocolate rice cream buns. 50 cents only. cheap cheap!
last night he logged on to msn for abit so i got to talk to him for awhile. and he smsed me upon arrival. so all is good, he's safe and sound. and one of these days he will go kangaroo hunting. cuz i want.
ahhhhh bliss bliss bliss. no more school! whee!
rah rah rah! so rahhhhhh i can be cheerleader now. but too bad i'm sleepy and its cold and ahhhhhh.
zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.
no more exaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaams. WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
no more NUS! WHEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
no more school. for a whole month. oh i shall savour this month, i will.
immense relief the minute my last paper was done. medical soci. nothing fantastic but at least i could answer and crap out 7 pages. can la hor. most important issssssss?
yes, you got it. ITS OVER!
all over. yay. now i can just do NOTHING. god i miss nothing. nothingness is the most blissful feeling in the world. *hugs nothing*
ohoh and i figured if i could conjure up at least 10 people to spend time with i'm good to go till he comes back! i got myself covered. how cool is that. i'm a JENIUS i tell you. JENIUS.
so far i've got sara, hafiz, hana, nydia, zarina, farhana, erwin and firr. anyone else want to jump on the bandwagon let me know. joy joy joy!
i never loved holidays this much. when the paper ended i contemplated celebrating over coffee in town or something.
then i figured... hmm... cable tv... noon cartoons... and that did it. home it was. and halfway home it started raining. then i thought, fleece pajamas... hot chocolate... cream buns... cartoons...
mmmm pink fleece.
wahhhh terus tak sabar nak balik (then cannot wait to go home already) lor!
and now i'm home and yes, i'm in my fleece pajamas and i bought my chocolate rice cream buns. 50 cents only. cheap cheap!
last night he logged on to msn for abit so i got to talk to him for awhile. and he smsed me upon arrival. so all is good, he's safe and sound. and one of these days he will go kangaroo hunting. cuz i want.
ahhhhh bliss bliss bliss. no more school! whee!
rah rah rah! so rahhhhhh i can be cheerleader now. but too bad i'm sleepy and its cold and ahhhhhh.
zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.
Monday, November 28, 2005
careful what you wish for
as promised, pictures. there's alot so beware. i didn't even post all. and of course not all make sense but keep in mind that i never said we were a sensible couple.
my paparazzi shots of him. i spy with my eyes... A CUTE GUY! yay!
normal shots.
that's all. actually its quite alot, given the amount of effort it takes for us to elicit such faces.
nostril shots.
these were easier.
ah lian and her ah beng.
this shot made me go "mama where ma eyeeees?"
i told him, "be normal." he made this face. "please?" and he pointed at the camera.
behold the three- eyed monster! hahaha. i think this is our funniest shot of the night, and was possibly responsible for us giving up on the camera and just focussed on drinking coffee.
oh yes. the famous shot. LOOK AT THAT. you can barely see my nose! cuz he was holding it as his height! then if hold at MY height can only get until his nostrils. so sad.
picture taken by kind, pretty lady. i think she probably saw the screen shot of the previous pic and decided this couple needs HELP. pronto.
our arms. i think if not for the pearls and all thar HAIR on his, its quite hard to tell which arm is whose. our skin colour the same hor!
it took about a bagazillion years to get this shot. first flash was on, then my feet wasn't in, then his legs too long my legs too short, all sorts la! imagine our relief when we finally got this la.
merry merry christmas!
saving the best for the last of course.
as promised, pictures. there's alot so beware. i didn't even post all. and of course not all make sense but keep in mind that i never said we were a sensible couple.
my paparazzi shots of him. i spy with my eyes... A CUTE GUY! yay!
normal shots.
that's all. actually its quite alot, given the amount of effort it takes for us to elicit such faces.
nostril shots.
these were easier.
ah lian and her ah beng.
this shot made me go "mama where ma eyeeees?"
i told him, "be normal." he made this face. "please?" and he pointed at the camera.
behold the three- eyed monster! hahaha. i think this is our funniest shot of the night, and was possibly responsible for us giving up on the camera and just focussed on drinking coffee.
oh yes. the famous shot. LOOK AT THAT. you can barely see my nose! cuz he was holding it as his height! then if hold at MY height can only get until his nostrils. so sad.
picture taken by kind, pretty lady. i think she probably saw the screen shot of the previous pic and decided this couple needs HELP. pronto.
our arms. i think if not for the pearls and all thar HAIR on his, its quite hard to tell which arm is whose. our skin colour the same hor!
it took about a bagazillion years to get this shot. first flash was on, then my feet wasn't in, then his legs too long my legs too short, all sorts la! imagine our relief when we finally got this la.
merry merry christmas!
saving the best for the last of course.
here you go.
this is my best, i sayaaaaaaaaaaaaaang my boipren face. i look too pleased to be with him and he just looks, well, mildly bemused.
this is my best, i sayaaaaaaaaaaaaaang my boipren face. i look too pleased to be with him and he just looks, well, mildly bemused.
ah well. :)
temporal respite
pop cult paper was okay. most importantly, its over. i think i always say this about all papers. hah. well its true. what's most important to me is that i finished the paper.
headed to the airport after that. very long journey with my new paper for company. oh and coco crunch.
got there and went to terminal 1. he wasn't there yet so i went to the supermarket at the basement to get nourishment. i got a kit kat bar, peanut butter filling. OHMYGOD IT IS SO DAMN GOOD.
superfrickin'good. i was almost reluctant to give the boy the second bar i bought but oh hell i figured i could buy it again another day.
met him, he changed some money, and had drinks at burger king. just sat and talked. it was so normal that to an outsider we must have looked like the typical school couple out for lunch in a super far burger king branch to avoid the crowd. heh, who would have known better?
laughed and talked nonsense. i want to watch the fog and he said no. humph. cuz well, we watched exorcism on saturday and yesterday i couldn't sleep cuz i kept hearing 'emily' saying the 6 devils stuck in her body. yes in all the different languages. benefits of a brilliant memory, i say.
and the fog's trailer looked scarier than exorcism's. but i still want to watch! nyeh.
him: do you want anything from australia?
me: *big grin*
him: *grin with oh- oh look*
me: a kanggggggggaroo!
him: hahaha.
me: *beams* a BABY kangaroo?
told him it'd fit into his backpack, the real small baby ones. we shall see in 10 days time if he manages to get me one.
me: i can't do the eyebrow wriggle.
him: okay.
me: well tell iylia i said hi with an eyebrow wriggle. *touches eyebrow and wiggles it with finger*
him: -_______-
people who are close to me know i suck at goodbyes but i did good today! :D no tears no mess. very short and simple.
goodbye, take care, i'll see you in ten days, i'll sms you when i get there if i can, yeah sure but don't spend too much sms- ing okay, okay try and study for your paper though i know its your last paper, uhhh, haha well try okay?, hehe okay we'll see, i'll miss you, i'll miss you too, bye- bye, bye.
and that was it and i watched your receding back for awhile and decided it was better to walk off with what i have.
few steps later they spilled. not because i'm sad or anything. its just.
i can't explain it but after i watched you leave, i turned away and the world went quiet. i couldn't hear anything at all or see much for that matter. like the world faded out for awhile and it was once again a blank canvas to be painted with.
but its all fine now, i know you'll be back, and we'll go out, and tomorrow is my last paper, and i got KL trip and stuff to look forward to so it's all good.
i'll bear with the silence for awhile. :)
p.s: as promised pictures coming up soon. shall go to hana's in a bit to upload them. HOLD ON TO YOUR SEATS!
pop cult paper was okay. most importantly, its over. i think i always say this about all papers. hah. well its true. what's most important to me is that i finished the paper.
headed to the airport after that. very long journey with my new paper for company. oh and coco crunch.
got there and went to terminal 1. he wasn't there yet so i went to the supermarket at the basement to get nourishment. i got a kit kat bar, peanut butter filling. OHMYGOD IT IS SO DAMN GOOD.
superfrickin'good. i was almost reluctant to give the boy the second bar i bought but oh hell i figured i could buy it again another day.
met him, he changed some money, and had drinks at burger king. just sat and talked. it was so normal that to an outsider we must have looked like the typical school couple out for lunch in a super far burger king branch to avoid the crowd. heh, who would have known better?
laughed and talked nonsense. i want to watch the fog and he said no. humph. cuz well, we watched exorcism on saturday and yesterday i couldn't sleep cuz i kept hearing 'emily' saying the 6 devils stuck in her body. yes in all the different languages. benefits of a brilliant memory, i say.
and the fog's trailer looked scarier than exorcism's. but i still want to watch! nyeh.
him: do you want anything from australia?
me: *big grin*
him: *grin with oh- oh look*
me: a kanggggggggaroo!
him: hahaha.
me: *beams* a BABY kangaroo?
told him it'd fit into his backpack, the real small baby ones. we shall see in 10 days time if he manages to get me one.
me: i can't do the eyebrow wriggle.
him: okay.
me: well tell iylia i said hi with an eyebrow wriggle. *touches eyebrow and wiggles it with finger*
him: -_______-
people who are close to me know i suck at goodbyes but i did good today! :D no tears no mess. very short and simple.
goodbye, take care, i'll see you in ten days, i'll sms you when i get there if i can, yeah sure but don't spend too much sms- ing okay, okay try and study for your paper though i know its your last paper, uhhh, haha well try okay?, hehe okay we'll see, i'll miss you, i'll miss you too, bye- bye, bye.
and that was it and i watched your receding back for awhile and decided it was better to walk off with what i have.
few steps later they spilled. not because i'm sad or anything. its just.
i can't explain it but after i watched you leave, i turned away and the world went quiet. i couldn't hear anything at all or see much for that matter. like the world faded out for awhile and it was once again a blank canvas to be painted with.
but its all fine now, i know you'll be back, and we'll go out, and tomorrow is my last paper, and i got KL trip and stuff to look forward to so it's all good.
i'll bear with the silence for awhile. :)
p.s: as promised pictures coming up soon. shall go to hana's in a bit to upload them. HOLD ON TO YOUR SEATS!
Sunday, November 27, 2005
let's play a game!
i spy with my eyes...
err, breasts.
and...
ooh! more breasts! (sampai terkluar ring, you)
this just reminds me of the fact that in JC1, me, bryan and fahrur decided that we'd be N.W.O, ala N.W.O of WWE at that time, comprising of the old Diesel (i think he became John Nash in N.W.O, something like that), Shawn Michaels and the Big Show. i wanted to be shawn michaels cuz he is only like, my favourite all- time wrestler since i was 9?
i so love him la. damn hot can. he is old now but he still wrestles and more importantly, he is still hot. yes even with that receding hairline.
ANYWAY back to my point. bryan wanted to be Diesel, who is tall and hot la.
this pic doesn't do him justice but he IS tall and hot okay.
and then fahrur said HE wanted to be shawn michaels. and you know, i'm not one to fight and be picky. its cool enough to be the only female member of N.W.O. so where does that leave me?
yes.
i became the big show.
well if you look hard enough you could see the slight resemblance.
i spy with my eyes...
err, breasts.
and...
ooh! more breasts! (sampai terkluar ring, you)
this just reminds me of the fact that in JC1, me, bryan and fahrur decided that we'd be N.W.O, ala N.W.O of WWE at that time, comprising of the old Diesel (i think he became John Nash in N.W.O, something like that), Shawn Michaels and the Big Show. i wanted to be shawn michaels cuz he is only like, my favourite all- time wrestler since i was 9?
i so love him la. damn hot can. he is old now but he still wrestles and more importantly, he is still hot. yes even with that receding hairline.
ANYWAY back to my point. bryan wanted to be Diesel, who is tall and hot la.
this pic doesn't do him justice but he IS tall and hot okay.
and then fahrur said HE wanted to be shawn michaels. and you know, i'm not one to fight and be picky. its cool enough to be the only female member of N.W.O. so where does that leave me?
yes.
i became the big show.
well if you look hard enough you could see the slight resemblance.
Saturday, November 26, 2005
over and over
met him for lunch and movie. went for pastamania cuz it was raining so we decided to stay indoors. wandered around cineleisure for a bit then went for movie.
exorcism of emily rose. good movie. traumatic at some times, dry humour at most times. at one super- tense, scary moment, someone in the audience giggled and somehow that triggered off mass laughter among the entire cinema- goers. haha. and i realized that broke the popular culture ideal of anonymous consumers when 'in the dark', i.e. a theatre. so kental yes, revising pop culture on a date.
enjoyed the movie, enjoyed the company.
post- dinner we walked down to orchard mrt just to stretch time together longer. and when we walked past topshop he asked, "don't wanna go in?"
haha. so we went in and did a little window shopping... then it was train back home. last date with him. :) next time i meet him i'd be waving him off to Down Under. ah well.
came home, rested a bit then relatives came by for some last minute hari raya visiting. as usual that means kids galore. SO MANY KIDS!
my princess was among them. :)
i looooove my princess.
well now i shall try to do some mugging then watch soccer. liverpool game. and man u's. when you have a man u fan as a boyfriend that happens. haha. to his credit he watches liverpool's games too. so yeah.
"i more than just like you."
:)) i get what you mean.
met him for lunch and movie. went for pastamania cuz it was raining so we decided to stay indoors. wandered around cineleisure for a bit then went for movie.
exorcism of emily rose. good movie. traumatic at some times, dry humour at most times. at one super- tense, scary moment, someone in the audience giggled and somehow that triggered off mass laughter among the entire cinema- goers. haha. and i realized that broke the popular culture ideal of anonymous consumers when 'in the dark', i.e. a theatre. so kental yes, revising pop culture on a date.
enjoyed the movie, enjoyed the company.
post- dinner we walked down to orchard mrt just to stretch time together longer. and when we walked past topshop he asked, "don't wanna go in?"
haha. so we went in and did a little window shopping... then it was train back home. last date with him. :) next time i meet him i'd be waving him off to Down Under. ah well.
came home, rested a bit then relatives came by for some last minute hari raya visiting. as usual that means kids galore. SO MANY KIDS!
my princess was among them. :)
i looooove my princess.
well now i shall try to do some mugging then watch soccer. liverpool game. and man u's. when you have a man u fan as a boyfriend that happens. haha. to his credit he watches liverpool's games too. so yeah.
"i more than just like you."
:)) i get what you mean.
Friday, November 25, 2005
intoxication
back from my d-d-d-d-d-daaaate.
i had fun. can you tell?
dinner at pastamania. was good to see him eating so heartily again. and the spoon was corroded! one of them. and he changed it. and i told him we should tell them its corroded in case the next customer doesn't check and uses the corroded spoon. he said its just dirty not corroded. i insisted that it was corroded, that i don't like it, and we should throw it away.
for the sake of mankind, of course.
after that was of course fort canning park. :)) i missss the park! it was lovely as always. talked nonsense. i will miss that. ah well. like you said it will only be ten days...
"and after that its the holidays... can spend time together."
"hmm yeah... but iylia will be back..."
"haha but iylia won't be at our dates what."
"ohh... right. damn."
"hahahaha well you tried..."
iylia by the way is his best friend who is half- chi half- malay, and therefore my type. haha (actually anything with a mighty brain and a cute smile with a stick between the legs is my type but i do digress ya). he's the boy's best friend, and he's the reason why he's leaving me for ten days to crash his pad at melbourne where he's studying. they're very cute, they write each other long emails and stuff. friends since primary school or something.
so anyway yea i'm always cracking jokes on me ending up with him la.
"he should get an indian girlfriend. then when the time comes and we can't get who we want then you two can just swop. hahaha."
"hahaha crazy ah."
"haha yeah then it'll be like one great massive hindi movie man. so typical."
after that we proceeded to our newly- discovered hidden coffee joint. very quiet and away from human and motor traffic. love.
took so many pictures in there. and we were positive we had convinced the entire cafe we were psychotic.
"that decoration looks like deepavali lei."
"ya and that one by the poster looks like hari raya."
"hmm and that stringy one across the counter looks like... well not christmas. hanukkah?"
"what?"
"a jewish celebration."
"oh right. that one by the door looks like a snake."
"oooooh yea. with red ribbons all over it. pretty snake oh pretty snake with such sweet red ribbons will you maaaaaaaarry me (said in high- pitched voice)?"
its just green fake grass. or something la. and they twined it around the door's handle. so later when we were leaving the cafe and he had to open the door,
"GAAAAASP careful don't touch the snake!"
hahaha.
"like they needed more convincing that we were crazy huh."
"haha well i wanted a parting shot."
just how high were we? well the pictures would tell, i think. but that's for later cuz its hana's digicam so i ain't got the cable. you've been warned.
at one point he was talking so much nonsense i shoved my spoon into his mouth. hahaha.
walked to city hall mrt, and went past the huge- ass christmas tree outside raffle city shopping centre. i snapped a pic, then he tried snapping one of us both. and to prove how tall he is, you shall see from the pic that for a full face of HIM, you get just my EYES. not even NOSE can. galah panjang ya amaaaat.
and then so sweet- an american couple saw us and offered to help us take a picture. haha. and its like, who's the tourist here? but it was nice of her anyway. :) thank you nice, pretty lady!
oh god and i realized that after all the psychotic shots in the cafe he said, forget it, we can never elicit a normal shot of us. so i said, maybe we can try again in public. it might be easier to act normal when we're under public's scrutinity.
"uhhh my dear, we ARE in public."
"no laaaa like more public. we're quite secluded here. and these people don't seem to care that we're crazy. its making us brave."
and the shot by the nice lady did came out, well, normal. i mean we can't make psychotic faces at her while she's snapping OUR picture. she is a tourist, which by default makes us ambasaddors of singapore. and acting psychotic won't be a great testimony to singapore now would it.
for the record there were 3 more customers besides us, and 3 baristas. none cared. well the one beside us did, until he turned and surreptitiously tried to sneak a peak at the manifestation of madness beside him, and i caught him in the act, and raised both eyebrows.
hahaha. and then people kept walking by the cafe and none entered. and we were very happy about this. yeah we're anti- social like that.
we were still trying at normal shots and failing. in particular me. why can't i be normaaaaaal, i whined. and then a group of people walk by outside and i went,
"helloooooooo people. hoooooooow are you today?"
*silence*
"hmm normal people don't do that do they."
"haha no my dear they don't. but its okay i still like you."
and FINALLY an old chinese couple walked by and i saw the guy entering. well his hands were on the door. and i happily turned to the maplek,
"ooooh more people!"
"haha no my dear they just saw you."
i turned around and saw the couple walking away. nehneh.
anyway so basically my point is i was pretty high.
"its the coffee."
"no it isn't!"
"you're pretty high..."
"no i'm not."
"okay."
"i've been higher."
*raised eyebrows*
"tweeeeeeeeenty storeyssssssss."
ha.
and my dear it wasn't the latte.
it was you.
back from my d-d-d-d-d-daaaate.
i had fun. can you tell?
dinner at pastamania. was good to see him eating so heartily again. and the spoon was corroded! one of them. and he changed it. and i told him we should tell them its corroded in case the next customer doesn't check and uses the corroded spoon. he said its just dirty not corroded. i insisted that it was corroded, that i don't like it, and we should throw it away.
for the sake of mankind, of course.
after that was of course fort canning park. :)) i missss the park! it was lovely as always. talked nonsense. i will miss that. ah well. like you said it will only be ten days...
"and after that its the holidays... can spend time together."
"hmm yeah... but iylia will be back..."
"haha but iylia won't be at our dates what."
"ohh... right. damn."
"hahahaha well you tried..."
iylia by the way is his best friend who is half- chi half- malay, and therefore my type. haha (actually anything with a mighty brain and a cute smile with a stick between the legs is my type but i do digress ya). he's the boy's best friend, and he's the reason why he's leaving me for ten days to crash his pad at melbourne where he's studying. they're very cute, they write each other long emails and stuff. friends since primary school or something.
so anyway yea i'm always cracking jokes on me ending up with him la.
"he should get an indian girlfriend. then when the time comes and we can't get who we want then you two can just swop. hahaha."
"hahaha crazy ah."
"haha yeah then it'll be like one great massive hindi movie man. so typical."
after that we proceeded to our newly- discovered hidden coffee joint. very quiet and away from human and motor traffic. love.
took so many pictures in there. and we were positive we had convinced the entire cafe we were psychotic.
"that decoration looks like deepavali lei."
"ya and that one by the poster looks like hari raya."
"hmm and that stringy one across the counter looks like... well not christmas. hanukkah?"
"what?"
"a jewish celebration."
"oh right. that one by the door looks like a snake."
"oooooh yea. with red ribbons all over it. pretty snake oh pretty snake with such sweet red ribbons will you maaaaaaaarry me (said in high- pitched voice)?"
its just green fake grass. or something la. and they twined it around the door's handle. so later when we were leaving the cafe and he had to open the door,
"GAAAAASP careful don't touch the snake!"
hahaha.
"like they needed more convincing that we were crazy huh."
"haha well i wanted a parting shot."
just how high were we? well the pictures would tell, i think. but that's for later cuz its hana's digicam so i ain't got the cable. you've been warned.
at one point he was talking so much nonsense i shoved my spoon into his mouth. hahaha.
walked to city hall mrt, and went past the huge- ass christmas tree outside raffle city shopping centre. i snapped a pic, then he tried snapping one of us both. and to prove how tall he is, you shall see from the pic that for a full face of HIM, you get just my EYES. not even NOSE can. galah panjang ya amaaaat.
and then so sweet- an american couple saw us and offered to help us take a picture. haha. and its like, who's the tourist here? but it was nice of her anyway. :) thank you nice, pretty lady!
oh god and i realized that after all the psychotic shots in the cafe he said, forget it, we can never elicit a normal shot of us. so i said, maybe we can try again in public. it might be easier to act normal when we're under public's scrutinity.
"uhhh my dear, we ARE in public."
"no laaaa like more public. we're quite secluded here. and these people don't seem to care that we're crazy. its making us brave."
and the shot by the nice lady did came out, well, normal. i mean we can't make psychotic faces at her while she's snapping OUR picture. she is a tourist, which by default makes us ambasaddors of singapore. and acting psychotic won't be a great testimony to singapore now would it.
for the record there were 3 more customers besides us, and 3 baristas. none cared. well the one beside us did, until he turned and surreptitiously tried to sneak a peak at the manifestation of madness beside him, and i caught him in the act, and raised both eyebrows.
hahaha. and then people kept walking by the cafe and none entered. and we were very happy about this. yeah we're anti- social like that.
we were still trying at normal shots and failing. in particular me. why can't i be normaaaaaal, i whined. and then a group of people walk by outside and i went,
"helloooooooo people. hoooooooow are you today?"
*silence*
"hmm normal people don't do that do they."
"haha no my dear they don't. but its okay i still like you."
and FINALLY an old chinese couple walked by and i saw the guy entering. well his hands were on the door. and i happily turned to the maplek,
"ooooh more people!"
"haha no my dear they just saw you."
i turned around and saw the couple walking away. nehneh.
anyway so basically my point is i was pretty high.
"its the coffee."
"no it isn't!"
"you're pretty high..."
"no i'm not."
"okay."
"i've been higher."
*raised eyebrows*
"tweeeeeeeeenty storeyssssssss."
ha.
and my dear it wasn't the latte.
it was you.
hallelujah?
in other news,
he died.
i don't really know what to say really. was never much of a dog fan cuz they freak me out but this one takes the cake.
to win the world's ugliest dog title two years in a row. what a recognition.
another predictable death...
O-V-OVER!
the boy and me had a good laugh over this. no more silicone and steroids overload! hallelujah!
and the boy even managed to thoughtfully say, "at least there's no kid stuck in the middle." aww. that's true you know. why do people even wonder WHY hollywood kiddies are so dysfunctional? check out the scene YO.
from here;
A month after Us Weekly first reported on the breakup of Newlyweds Jessica Simpson and Nick Lachey, the couple has jointly announced an official separation. ‘After three years of marriage, and careful thought and consideration, we have decided to part ways,’ the couple tells Us in an exclusive joint statement. ‘This is the mutual decision of two people with an enormous amount of respect and admiration for each other. We hope that you respect our privacy during this difficult time.’
rrrrrright. hokay dokay.
an apt song for this entry would be;
iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit's beginning to look alot like CHRISTMAAAAAAAAAS... everywhere we gooooo... :)
hohoho and a merry early christmas to everyone!
in other news,
he died.
i don't really know what to say really. was never much of a dog fan cuz they freak me out but this one takes the cake.
to win the world's ugliest dog title two years in a row. what a recognition.
another predictable death...
O-V-OVER!
the boy and me had a good laugh over this. no more silicone and steroids overload! hallelujah!
and the boy even managed to thoughtfully say, "at least there's no kid stuck in the middle." aww. that's true you know. why do people even wonder WHY hollywood kiddies are so dysfunctional? check out the scene YO.
from here;
A month after Us Weekly first reported on the breakup of Newlyweds Jessica Simpson and Nick Lachey, the couple has jointly announced an official separation. ‘After three years of marriage, and careful thought and consideration, we have decided to part ways,’ the couple tells Us in an exclusive joint statement. ‘This is the mutual decision of two people with an enormous amount of respect and admiration for each other. We hope that you respect our privacy during this difficult time.’
rrrrrright. hokay dokay.
an apt song for this entry would be;
iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit's beginning to look alot like CHRISTMAAAAAAAAAS... everywhere we gooooo... :)
hohoho and a merry early christmas to everyone!
Thursday, November 24, 2005
hemsem bangetttt
who you ask? who is so hemsem?
who else beb, WHO ELSE.
he lost ALOT of weight from being sick and he hasn't been out in the sun much therefore he telah makin hemsem dan terang. wah wah wah sukaaaaa sekali! sorry hor no recent pictures cuz digicam still unfixed. got picture in my phone and it has hence taken grace as my wallpaper. yes, THAT handsome okay.
best ade matair hemsem.
ok enough. so irritating.
met him, mugged. talked some things out. very high- strung and emotional talk and i'm glad we came out of that together. and stronger. :)
"if that's what you want then, okay. you want be practical then i will respect your decision."
see but its not that easy. first i have to learn to let go of your fingers. which i can't. so what more you. us. everything.
so forget it. if i'm a wuss for this then so be it. i know it will hurt more in future if we do end but at least, we have what we have now, for as long as we want. and that is not very little at all.
you know the best way of showing me how you feel. thank you. i can't wait for you to leave for melbourne, cuz then you'll be back sooner and we can spend time together. holidays oh holidays!
date tomorrow. :)
dinner with mum at delifrance. last day of her mc, tomorrow she goes back to work. and assuming she has lighter workload, she might read this. so HELLOOOOOOO MUM! ok go back to work. read blog only ah. nothing else to do issit?
no soccer games to catch tonight, thankfully. which means i can get an early night in, get rid of eyebags, wake up to do some revising then off to meet the bestest boy in the whole entire universe.
best best best. ish. semakin hemsem la matair aku. alhamdullilahhhhh. rezeki tuhan.
goodness i think i just successfully halved my readership. well i'm not always this annoying la. haven't seen him for weeks okay so must understand the depravation. in few days time it will blow over. eh no it won't! he'll be in melbourne. ok la in a month's time. hahahhaa.
OOOOOOOOOOOH borrowing the lesbonbon's digicam tomorrow! pictures pictures pictures WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
i am going to hyperventilate from all this excitement. so kental lor.
who you ask? who is so hemsem?
who else beb, WHO ELSE.
he lost ALOT of weight from being sick and he hasn't been out in the sun much therefore he telah makin hemsem dan terang. wah wah wah sukaaaaa sekali! sorry hor no recent pictures cuz digicam still unfixed. got picture in my phone and it has hence taken grace as my wallpaper. yes, THAT handsome okay.
best ade matair hemsem.
ok enough. so irritating.
met him, mugged. talked some things out. very high- strung and emotional talk and i'm glad we came out of that together. and stronger. :)
"if that's what you want then, okay. you want be practical then i will respect your decision."
see but its not that easy. first i have to learn to let go of your fingers. which i can't. so what more you. us. everything.
so forget it. if i'm a wuss for this then so be it. i know it will hurt more in future if we do end but at least, we have what we have now, for as long as we want. and that is not very little at all.
you know the best way of showing me how you feel. thank you. i can't wait for you to leave for melbourne, cuz then you'll be back sooner and we can spend time together. holidays oh holidays!
date tomorrow. :)
dinner with mum at delifrance. last day of her mc, tomorrow she goes back to work. and assuming she has lighter workload, she might read this. so HELLOOOOOOO MUM! ok go back to work. read blog only ah. nothing else to do issit?
no soccer games to catch tonight, thankfully. which means i can get an early night in, get rid of eyebags, wake up to do some revising then off to meet the bestest boy in the whole entire universe.
best best best. ish. semakin hemsem la matair aku. alhamdullilahhhhh. rezeki tuhan.
goodness i think i just successfully halved my readership. well i'm not always this annoying la. haven't seen him for weeks okay so must understand the depravation. in few days time it will blow over. eh no it won't! he'll be in melbourne. ok la in a month's time. hahahhaa.
OOOOOOOOOOOH borrowing the lesbonbon's digicam tomorrow! pictures pictures pictures WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
i am going to hyperventilate from all this excitement. so kental lor.
eloquence= plastic surgery?
i woke up today and the first COHERENT thought that crossed my mind was,
"i wonder if woffles wu has ever made love to someone whose orgasm could be etched on her face."
i don't even know what i was thinking prior to that so i'm incapable of providing any insights to any thought process leading to that. so disturbing.
why am i thinking of woffles wu at 9 a.m.?
ish.
*on a side (and happy!) note; off to study with the maplek. :))
i woke up today and the first COHERENT thought that crossed my mind was,
"i wonder if woffles wu has ever made love to someone whose orgasm could be etched on her face."
i don't even know what i was thinking prior to that so i'm incapable of providing any insights to any thought process leading to that. so disturbing.
why am i thinking of woffles wu at 9 a.m.?
ish.
*on a side (and happy!) note; off to study with the maplek. :))
Wednesday, November 23, 2005
things.
went to burger king raffles to study. i've covered 9 out of 12 weeks and i think i shall stop here and start on other stuff. pop culture is getting dry.
met hamzah who was wearing a "sorry, i don't do girls" shirt. very nice.
on the walk back an auntie almost fell of her bicycle in front of me. cuz, well, i was going straight, and she couldn't seem to decide whether she wanted to do a left or a right. so i did the most logical thing and stopped walking (FOR HER) so that she can decide and henceforth cycle AROUND me. but because she was cycling too fast, she wobbled and almost fell of her bike. then she looked angrily at me. SIAO. bawak basikal, speeding macam kat litar shah alam. er, ride bicycle but speed like driving on F1 race course.
i love my boyfriend and he might possibly neverknow hear it. well to my credit he also never say. but i think i'm getting comfy so he might never know. and i don't seem to know if i can ever find it in me to say it. macam susah nah gitu. nonsense ponsense.
i got my latte so i'm all set to stay up till 3.30 to catch liverpool in action against real betis. i should be a bookie. i predicted a goalless draw for man u and LOOK! i was RIGHT! then again i might be the jinx. but do i care? hmm hmm hmm? ask me, ask me.
the boyfriend got very angry over the score and i laughed. cuz that's so me. emotional over soccer. rubbish.
we're both being nitpicky. he's dropping hints like, "yeah must keep track of things right, with so many people chatting you up these days..." and i'm going, "oh sorry la i forgot when we're going out cuz we haven't gone out for so long..." hahaha.
then after that we okay already, talk like we usually do. we're such a weird couple. i give up.
on trying to be normal, not him.
i want to migrate and get my masters in writing and and and open my own shop. a BOOKSHOP! i think it'll be the perfect shop for me. cafe bookshop. then can write my book and sell books and aaaaah. spend my entire life surrounded by books. shiok shiok!
i want to live in a small town village. cozy and nice. like connecticut. well that's in the US of A but you get my point. a quirky town. love.
if the boy cancels friday i am strangling him, sitting on him till he turns blue and shits green pile, and THEN i am threatening to break- up with him. ONLY if its an unreasonable excuse of course. :)
since i got such positive feedback from the last song, here's another nice song. some might recognize it from the lacoste advertisment. its damn nice la. ape lagi tunggu?belilah album original sekarang! pegi lah download!
Helping the kids out of their coats
But wait the babies haven't been born
Unpacking the bags and setting up
And planting lilacs and buttercups
But in the meantime I've got it hard
Second floor living without a yard
It may be years until the day
My dreams will match up with my pay
Old dirt road Knee deep snow
Watching the fire as we grow old
I got a man to stick it out
And make a home from a rented house
And we'll collect the moments one by one
I guess that's how the future's done
How many acres how much light
Tucked in the woods and out of sight
Talk to the neighbours and tip my cap
On a little road barely on the map
Old dirt road Knee deep snow
Watching the fire as we grow old
Old dirt road Rambling rose
Watching the fire as we grow well I'm sold
Mushaboom; Feist
went to burger king raffles to study. i've covered 9 out of 12 weeks and i think i shall stop here and start on other stuff. pop culture is getting dry.
met hamzah who was wearing a "sorry, i don't do girls" shirt. very nice.
on the walk back an auntie almost fell of her bicycle in front of me. cuz, well, i was going straight, and she couldn't seem to decide whether she wanted to do a left or a right. so i did the most logical thing and stopped walking (FOR HER) so that she can decide and henceforth cycle AROUND me. but because she was cycling too fast, she wobbled and almost fell of her bike. then she looked angrily at me. SIAO. bawak basikal, speeding macam kat litar shah alam. er, ride bicycle but speed like driving on F1 race course.
i love my boyfriend and he might possibly never
i got my latte so i'm all set to stay up till 3.30 to catch liverpool in action against real betis. i should be a bookie. i predicted a goalless draw for man u and LOOK! i was RIGHT! then again i might be the jinx. but do i care? hmm hmm hmm? ask me, ask me.
the boyfriend got very angry over the score and i laughed. cuz that's so me. emotional over soccer. rubbish.
we're both being nitpicky. he's dropping hints like, "yeah must keep track of things right, with so many people chatting you up these days..." and i'm going, "oh sorry la i forgot when we're going out cuz we haven't gone out for so long..." hahaha.
then after that we okay already, talk like we usually do. we're such a weird couple. i give up.
on trying to be normal, not him.
i want to migrate and get my masters in writing and and and open my own shop. a BOOKSHOP! i think it'll be the perfect shop for me. cafe bookshop. then can write my book and sell books and aaaaah. spend my entire life surrounded by books. shiok shiok!
i want to live in a small town village. cozy and nice. like connecticut. well that's in the US of A but you get my point. a quirky town. love.
if the boy cancels friday i am strangling him, sitting on him till he turns blue and shits green pile, and THEN i am threatening to break- up with him. ONLY if its an unreasonable excuse of course. :)
since i got such positive feedback from the last song, here's another nice song. some might recognize it from the lacoste advertisment. its damn nice la. ape lagi tunggu?
Helping the kids out of their coats
But wait the babies haven't been born
Unpacking the bags and setting up
And planting lilacs and buttercups
But in the meantime I've got it hard
Second floor living without a yard
It may be years until the day
My dreams will match up with my pay
Old dirt road Knee deep snow
Watching the fire as we grow old
I got a man to stick it out
And make a home from a rented house
And we'll collect the moments one by one
I guess that's how the future's done
How many acres how much light
Tucked in the woods and out of sight
Talk to the neighbours and tip my cap
On a little road barely on the map
Old dirt road Knee deep snow
Watching the fire as we grow old
Old dirt road Rambling rose
Watching the fire as we grow well I'm sold
Mushaboom; Feist
what goes with coffee?
starbucks raffles plays great music. and they've played this both nights i was there and its gaining a nice comfy spot in my head.
There is no combination of words
I could put on the back of a postcard
And no song that I could sing, but I can try for your heart
Our dreams, and they are made out of real things
Like a shoebox of photographs with sepia tone loving
Love is the answer
At least for most of the questions in my heart
Why are we here and where do we go
And how come it's so hard
It's not always easy and sometimes life can be deceiving
I'll tell you one thing
It's always better when we're together
Mmm, it's always better when we're together
Yeah, we'll look at the stars when we're together
Well, it's always better when we're together
Yeah, it's always better when we're together
And all of these moments just might find a way into my dreams tonight
But I know that they'll be gone when the morning light sings
Or brings new things for tomorrow night you see
That they'll be gone too, too many things I have to do
But if all of these dreams might find their way into my day to day scene
I'd be under the impression I was somewhere in between
With only two, just me and you, not so many things we got to do
Or places we got to be, we'll sit beneath the mango tree now
Yeah, it's always better when we're together
Mmm, we're somewhere in between together
Well, it's always better when we're together
Yeah, it's always better when we're together (mmm)
I believe in memories, they look so, so pretty when I sleep
And when I wake up, you look so pretty sleeping next to me
But there is not enough time
And there is no, no song I could sing
And there is no combination of words I could say
But I will still tell you one thing
We're better together
Better Together; Jack Johnson
very nice ditty, simple hooks, easy listening.
ought to make my way to school soon to mug. sooooo malas. i wanna go starbucks!
i read what i wrote so many months ago the day i first met you and i read everything else i wrote about you since... i love you.
starbucks raffles plays great music. and they've played this both nights i was there and its gaining a nice comfy spot in my head.
There is no combination of words
I could put on the back of a postcard
And no song that I could sing, but I can try for your heart
Our dreams, and they are made out of real things
Like a shoebox of photographs with sepia tone loving
Love is the answer
At least for most of the questions in my heart
Why are we here and where do we go
And how come it's so hard
It's not always easy and sometimes life can be deceiving
I'll tell you one thing
It's always better when we're together
Mmm, it's always better when we're together
Yeah, we'll look at the stars when we're together
Well, it's always better when we're together
Yeah, it's always better when we're together
And all of these moments just might find a way into my dreams tonight
But I know that they'll be gone when the morning light sings
Or brings new things for tomorrow night you see
That they'll be gone too, too many things I have to do
But if all of these dreams might find their way into my day to day scene
I'd be under the impression I was somewhere in between
With only two, just me and you, not so many things we got to do
Or places we got to be, we'll sit beneath the mango tree now
Yeah, it's always better when we're together
Mmm, we're somewhere in between together
Well, it's always better when we're together
Yeah, it's always better when we're together (mmm)
I believe in memories, they look so, so pretty when I sleep
And when I wake up, you look so pretty sleeping next to me
But there is not enough time
And there is no, no song I could sing
And there is no combination of words I could say
But I will still tell you one thing
We're better together
Better Together; Jack Johnson
very nice ditty, simple hooks, easy listening.
ought to make my way to school soon to mug. sooooo malas. i wanna go starbucks!
i read what i wrote so many months ago the day i first met you and i read everything else i wrote about you since... i love you.
Tuesday, November 22, 2005
breezes and caffeine...
keeps me going.
its becoming a routine. last night and tonight. at about 7ish i enter starbucks raffles and get a hot cuppa to keep me company as i slog through my thick pile of readings.
and at 9.30 i leave for a walk by the river or sit by the river, enjoying the breeze.
the caffeine, the succesful mug sessions and the friendly barista puts me in an absolutely positive mood, and by the time i take my stroll along the river its really just the perfect end to a brilliant evening.
i wish for more nights like these.
and best part is its putting me in a better mood and i'm being less icy to the boy. over the phone that is. god knows what happens if we do meet. i hope for the best.
i hope for more rainy days too, cuz then the night is cold and breezy like last night and tonight. and its so perfect for solo time. i love love love solo time.
in other news afternoon i accompanied mum for her haircut and i got new earrings to go with new top. and its so nampak sah i'm gonna wear new top (and new earrings) for my LAST DINNER. hahaha. before the boy leaves for melbourne.
oh and WHAT is it ah, about minahs and me? see these mat- minah couples enter the train and sit across me. then the minah spends the rest of the journey casting wary glances or stares at me when she's not busy touching her boy's nose/ hair/ face/ thigh/ chest/ forearms/ ears/ whatever.
WHY? mengapa oh minah, mengapa?
do i look like i'm about to spring from my seat and tear of my clothings and start gyrating to imaginary music, leading to a lapdance on your boyfriend's precious thighs clad in fake levi's?
i doubt it, missy.
so don't WORRY! god. its so irritating la. i look up from my notes, you're staring at me. i look up from my new paper, you're staring at me. i look up from staring at my shoes, you're staring at me. and the temptation is so high to just stare back and figure out whether you used a ruler to draw those eybrows.
do i look like the sort who derive some perverse joy from seducing random attached- mats in public transport?
hafiz the best friend once said its because i have this BOYFRIEND- STEALER VIBE. hellooooooooooooooo so sad okay. i don't steal boyfriends. i don't like lelaki belen- belen (leftover boys). HAHAHA.
but seriously la. i don't what. anyway even if i WERE to steal boyfriends (which i don't but i'm being hypothetical here so CHILL bacins) i wouldn't steal MATS (the person, not the floor rug). not so much because they're usually ugly or has fascinating fashion sense (fascinating as in i'm fascinated why anyone would even wear that), but more because they like minahs. and what would that say about me? hmm hmm hmm? and besides even if i WERE to steal a mat (again extremely hypothetical and UNLIKELY), PLEASE la. not in the TRAIN can. what nonsense.
so wahai minah- minah sekampung sekalian, please don't worry about me ever stealing your boyfriends okay? look at me, do i look like i am capable of seducing your darling boyfriends who so lovingly carry your tiny handbags for you and is more than pleased to exchange some bodily fluids in the view of all and sundry?
that's what i thought. :)
keeps me going.
its becoming a routine. last night and tonight. at about 7ish i enter starbucks raffles and get a hot cuppa to keep me company as i slog through my thick pile of readings.
and at 9.30 i leave for a walk by the river or sit by the river, enjoying the breeze.
the caffeine, the succesful mug sessions and the friendly barista puts me in an absolutely positive mood, and by the time i take my stroll along the river its really just the perfect end to a brilliant evening.
i wish for more nights like these.
and best part is its putting me in a better mood and i'm being less icy to the boy. over the phone that is. god knows what happens if we do meet. i hope for the best.
i hope for more rainy days too, cuz then the night is cold and breezy like last night and tonight. and its so perfect for solo time. i love love love solo time.
in other news afternoon i accompanied mum for her haircut and i got new earrings to go with new top. and its so nampak sah i'm gonna wear new top (and new earrings) for my LAST DINNER. hahaha. before the boy leaves for melbourne.
oh and WHAT is it ah, about minahs and me? see these mat- minah couples enter the train and sit across me. then the minah spends the rest of the journey casting wary glances or stares at me when she's not busy touching her boy's nose/ hair/ face/ thigh/ chest/ forearms/ ears/ whatever.
WHY? mengapa oh minah, mengapa?
do i look like i'm about to spring from my seat and tear of my clothings and start gyrating to imaginary music, leading to a lapdance on your boyfriend's precious thighs clad in fake levi's?
i doubt it, missy.
so don't WORRY! god. its so irritating la. i look up from my notes, you're staring at me. i look up from my new paper, you're staring at me. i look up from staring at my shoes, you're staring at me. and the temptation is so high to just stare back and figure out whether you used a ruler to draw those eybrows.
do i look like the sort who derive some perverse joy from seducing random attached- mats in public transport?
hafiz the best friend once said its because i have this BOYFRIEND- STEALER VIBE. hellooooooooooooooo so sad okay. i don't steal boyfriends. i don't like lelaki belen- belen (leftover boys). HAHAHA.
but seriously la. i don't what. anyway even if i WERE to steal boyfriends (which i don't but i'm being hypothetical here so CHILL bacins) i wouldn't steal MATS (the person, not the floor rug). not so much because they're usually ugly or has fascinating fashion sense (fascinating as in i'm fascinated why anyone would even wear that), but more because they like minahs. and what would that say about me? hmm hmm hmm? and besides even if i WERE to steal a mat (again extremely hypothetical and UNLIKELY), PLEASE la. not in the TRAIN can. what nonsense.
so wahai minah- minah sekampung sekalian, please don't worry about me ever stealing your boyfriends okay? look at me, do i look like i am capable of seducing your darling boyfriends who so lovingly carry your tiny handbags for you and is more than pleased to exchange some bodily fluids in the view of all and sundry?
that's what i thought. :)
i should go to bed but i can't.
things that didn't use to hurt does now.
i need an ego- shrinking machine. why do i always let my pride get in the way? of everything.
i wish i could just say how i feel. it'll make things alot better. you try so hard and all i do is shy away from you.
cuz i can't reciprocate. i can't do that. i can't tell you how i feel. its so pathetic. you would think being 20 means i'm capable of talking about my feelings.
but i'm not. i wish i could say yes i miss it too instead of its okay. no problem.
i wish i could show you, tell you, that i do bloody care so much that it hurts too much to even tell you.
stupid stupid ego.
and now what am i to do. spend more time on my own and shun you further? keep blocking you out? for things you never did?
truth of the matter i just want to be without you so that when the time comes, i'm prepared.
i wish you could just get better and we could go out. but we can't. you're still sick and weak and i understand that. and its not your fault i feel like shit. i just wish i knew what to do. but when i see you again everything just gets stuck and all i do is ignore you and then the day is over and i wish i had spent that time looking at you.
i don't even remember how your smile looks like cuz i haven't looked at you for so long. why didn't i look at you today? i chose to stare straight ahead.
first- class stubborn streak.
you don't even know what's happening cuz the fact is you didn't even do anything wrong. i'm just a blundering fool when it comes to relationships. i tried to bring down the walls and it worked. but the idea of you leaving soon and the fact that we haven't spent any time together just brought those walls up again. reflexive disorder. i can't help it. i wish i could tell you all this. instead of my stupid hehs and oks and ah wells. so pathetic.
you say the nicest things and all you get is this siberian tundra of a girlfriend.
p.s.: before i forget, NYDIA NG should be CHO CHAN because... er. she wants to? and she told me to put in my blog. cuz apparently it'll make a difference. like the producers will read this and take her. well you never know. here you go nydia. merry early christmas. yeah. you know what this means? haha yeah. NO CHRISTMAS PREZZIE. HOHOHO MERRY BITCH I AM!
ok good night. what the hell is wrong with me.
things that didn't use to hurt does now.
i need an ego- shrinking machine. why do i always let my pride get in the way? of everything.
i wish i could just say how i feel. it'll make things alot better. you try so hard and all i do is shy away from you.
cuz i can't reciprocate. i can't do that. i can't tell you how i feel. its so pathetic. you would think being 20 means i'm capable of talking about my feelings.
but i'm not. i wish i could say yes i miss it too instead of its okay. no problem.
i wish i could show you, tell you, that i do bloody care so much that it hurts too much to even tell you.
stupid stupid ego.
and now what am i to do. spend more time on my own and shun you further? keep blocking you out? for things you never did?
truth of the matter i just want to be without you so that when the time comes, i'm prepared.
i wish you could just get better and we could go out. but we can't. you're still sick and weak and i understand that. and its not your fault i feel like shit. i just wish i knew what to do. but when i see you again everything just gets stuck and all i do is ignore you and then the day is over and i wish i had spent that time looking at you.
i don't even remember how your smile looks like cuz i haven't looked at you for so long. why didn't i look at you today? i chose to stare straight ahead.
first- class stubborn streak.
you don't even know what's happening cuz the fact is you didn't even do anything wrong. i'm just a blundering fool when it comes to relationships. i tried to bring down the walls and it worked. but the idea of you leaving soon and the fact that we haven't spent any time together just brought those walls up again. reflexive disorder. i can't help it. i wish i could tell you all this. instead of my stupid hehs and oks and ah wells. so pathetic.
you say the nicest things and all you get is this siberian tundra of a girlfriend.
p.s.: before i forget, NYDIA NG should be CHO CHAN because... er. she wants to? and she told me to put in my blog. cuz apparently it'll make a difference. like the producers will read this and take her. well you never know. here you go nydia. merry early christmas. yeah. you know what this means? haha yeah. NO CHRISTMAS PREZZIE. HOHOHO MERRY BITCH I AM!
ok good night. what the hell is wrong with me.
Monday, November 21, 2005
counting blessings
the stench of the polluted river rose up to meet my nostrils. the stink was palpable, permeating the air and all my senses.
i smiled.
its been a while since i spent good quality time with myself, and the reunion felt nice.
the nippy night breeze brought on a chilling cold, my flyaway strands of hair added to this seemingly surreal atmosphere, so unnatural in the context of tropical singapore.
its a great night to be out alone. on my left and on my right, couples gazed into each other's eyes, or jjust basked in the loving second- hand smoke of each other's cigarette. nothing like smokers in love. couples who smoke together stays together, i thought.
the breezy night was indeed a perfect setting to a warm, cozy cuddle with a loved one.
but i ws warm and cozy, my wandering thoughts further stoking an inner flame, warming my body and soul.
how nice to sit here alone by the river in the company of a thousand strangers.
i indulged in the sights and sounds, belligerently wondering if i would miss this if i'm gone. would i miss singapore if i'm lost in the throng of humans in the middle of new york?
possibly.
but the thought occured to me that i will never be able to fully appreciate singapore unless i leave it to explore other worlds. and maybe in another world i'll be better equipped to recall the safe and diverse of culture of singapore with fondness. for now my exuberant and hungry soul craved for adventure and the unfamiliar. something not very safe, and preferably very dangerous.
i looked at the skyscrapers surrounding me. some windows still lit- up by the trusty, hardworking, 5Cs- chasing employee. i will never want to be that, another prop for economy, stuck in my pigeon hole high and above the ground, surrounded by more pigeons like me, unaware to the vibrant life available just on the ground floor.
i want a life of many nights alone by the river. not just because i'm lazy ;), but because my life is nothing if not basked in the loving arms of solace.
many shirk solace, like its a disease, a personal flaw to be seen in public alone. a social outcast, unable to seek company.
a lonely person you are, if you cannot be on your own and realize you're not alone. indicators of company is not physical presence, but a state of mind.
its a breezy night, and it would be comforting to have loving arms around you, embracing you from the cold, but if like me you're jacketless, to feel the chill rattle your bones with every gust of wind, its more than comforting to know you're embraced by nature.
even if it makes me wanna pee.
the vast sky is cloudy, with one, sole twinkly star. its a great night to be out by the river, and i couldn't have asked for better company.
men clad in business suits, face red from the jugs downed at nearby bars looked at me in amusement as they stroll past. then i realized that the small smile that etched itself onto my face was still plastered there as i continued scribbling.
i feel blessed, to be able to derive such joy from pen, paper, and the stink of a river.
the stench of the polluted river rose up to meet my nostrils. the stink was palpable, permeating the air and all my senses.
i smiled.
its been a while since i spent good quality time with myself, and the reunion felt nice.
the nippy night breeze brought on a chilling cold, my flyaway strands of hair added to this seemingly surreal atmosphere, so unnatural in the context of tropical singapore.
its a great night to be out alone. on my left and on my right, couples gazed into each other's eyes, or jjust basked in the loving second- hand smoke of each other's cigarette. nothing like smokers in love. couples who smoke together stays together, i thought.
the breezy night was indeed a perfect setting to a warm, cozy cuddle with a loved one.
but i ws warm and cozy, my wandering thoughts further stoking an inner flame, warming my body and soul.
how nice to sit here alone by the river in the company of a thousand strangers.
i indulged in the sights and sounds, belligerently wondering if i would miss this if i'm gone. would i miss singapore if i'm lost in the throng of humans in the middle of new york?
possibly.
but the thought occured to me that i will never be able to fully appreciate singapore unless i leave it to explore other worlds. and maybe in another world i'll be better equipped to recall the safe and diverse of culture of singapore with fondness. for now my exuberant and hungry soul craved for adventure and the unfamiliar. something not very safe, and preferably very dangerous.
i looked at the skyscrapers surrounding me. some windows still lit- up by the trusty, hardworking, 5Cs- chasing employee. i will never want to be that, another prop for economy, stuck in my pigeon hole high and above the ground, surrounded by more pigeons like me, unaware to the vibrant life available just on the ground floor.
i want a life of many nights alone by the river. not just because i'm lazy ;), but because my life is nothing if not basked in the loving arms of solace.
many shirk solace, like its a disease, a personal flaw to be seen in public alone. a social outcast, unable to seek company.
a lonely person you are, if you cannot be on your own and realize you're not alone. indicators of company is not physical presence, but a state of mind.
its a breezy night, and it would be comforting to have loving arms around you, embracing you from the cold, but if like me you're jacketless, to feel the chill rattle your bones with every gust of wind, its more than comforting to know you're embraced by nature.
even if it makes me wanna pee.
the vast sky is cloudy, with one, sole twinkly star. its a great night to be out by the river, and i couldn't have asked for better company.
men clad in business suits, face red from the jugs downed at nearby bars looked at me in amusement as they stroll past. then i realized that the small smile that etched itself onto my face was still plastered there as i continued scribbling.
i feel blessed, to be able to derive such joy from pen, paper, and the stink of a river.
but really...
sad.
aww.
from here. cute site!
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Sunday, November 20, 2005
a whole new woooorld
i'm being prissy and dropping stupid hints on the boy.
cuz we haven't met since friday and even that was like 10 seconds. and he has a paper tomorrow at 5. and i would be studying in school. but his dad is fetching him home so that he can mug for his next paper the next day which is also at 5. and he didn't mention going out, and we only have plans for friday.
so i said, "... i'm studying in school tomorrow and tuesday too i guess. will get more done that way. so i guess i won't meet you till friday la."
haha. padan muka. sorry i did say i'm being prissy. then he say oh nooo he'd meet me tomorrow for a bit and maybe we can do dinner on tuesday. hah! yay yay. hahaha. i know i am being a kental girlfriend but whatever. i miss him and its so bacin.
and you know i'm out of it when i sprout malay la. then he said he hadn't run in a bit.
"ha i won't let you run till you can eat 2 whole bowls of pasta."
"haha previously that would have been easily done in a week but now just a bowl sounds alot."
"haha yup that's why. so if you can down 2 bowls of pasta full of cheese, only then i certify you well. i think by then you'd be in australia."
hahaha. prissy fiza. hmm. who ask him to make me miss him right? his fault lor.
anyway today was brilliant in a very rest and recuperate way. woke up... ate... slept again... then woke up to go causeway point to buy toiletries, contacts, such. finally i'll be off with these glasses. i look atrocious in them la. i think even the maplek secretly thinks so but he won't say it out loud. haha.
and hopefully the new shampoo will help my dried hair. its so frizzy and annoying now. now this hair talk will go a long way in officially qualifying this entry as bimbotic. hoooo well.
i'm psyched to study in school tomorrow. cuz i know alot of chao muggers will be there as well so if i feel lazy i can just take a look at my surroundings and the surmounting pressure will either make my head combust, OR, more hopefully, make me study.
i was watching this show on tornados on discovery channel and it was pretty interesting. when there's a twister coming, DO NOT open your doors and windows. the fallacy is that by opening it you release some of the pressure build up by the tornado sweeping over your house but in actual fact you're making the walls of your house like eggshells, more fragile. by keeping the doors and windows closed, you retain the pressure within the walls of your home and this helps strengthen the walls. the roof is often blown off by the wind, not because of an explosion of pressure within the house. so yes, in case of twisters, keep doors and windows closed. and yes i know we live in singapore but you can never be too careful! :D
aaaaand there you go, more useless and irrelevant information courtesy of fiza and her newfound love, cable tv.
that paragraph was possibly an unconscious attempt at redeeming my bimbotic lines on hair products. you think? i don't know. if i start questioning my conscience now it might trigger off that whole triple- conscience nightmare of mine and i do not want that to happen. triple conscience is NOT good.
so anyway singapore lost to vietnam 2- 1 and so i didn't bother watching the game. they're like a one- hit wonder la, cannot sustain performance. somedays they're fantastic, other days they just slip and slide all over the field like they're wearing bata school shoes instead of boots.
not like i saw how they played just now. the boots- bata analogy is based on a very old game, that was horrible to watch. they've improved vastly since, of course, but still, its more important to continuously be good, not just be good once in a while, right?
alot of people hate it when i start talking soccer so i shall stop. OHOH but not before i declare with GLEE, that real madrid LOST to barcelona. 3- nil y'all... galacticos no more, i say.
oh and ONE more thing. why am i even curbing myself? goodness.
speculations of keane's replacement as skipper have, for some BIZARRE reason, included STEVEN GERRARD. please la. get your michael ballack and leave my stevie g alone. crazy buggers. a liverpool captain moving on to join THE RED DEVILS?!?! you must be whopping mad.
and a funny quote from commentators of man u- charlton game;
"hmm, van nistelrooy has had a rather quiet first half."
"yeah it must be the haircut."
HAHAHA now THAT'S a sharp commentator. its true. his hair is ovegrown and have you SEEN that beard?! well its almost a beard. dude. SHAVE.
by the way i have a thing for haircuts on soccer players. though park ji sun seemed to have a haircut i say chop more. and christiano ronaldo, you are a young attractive boy, who is rumoured to get alot of hot funky sex as and when. how then, do you explain that chicken backside sitting on your head? is that your idea of a haircut? i've also heard you're rich, so do do do, please, for the sake of cows in blue heavens and my viewing pleasure, get a brilliant haircut (cheap or expensive, your call) and be hot again.
maybe its just man u players. i've yet to find a real issue with the hairstyle of players in other clubs. we'll wait and see.
enough rambles? my new shampoo has a fruity smell so i'm guessing for the first few days the boy is going to be bombarded by "smell my hair smell my hair!" and "nice right?!!". not for long anyway, he'd be gone next monday what. hah. i am so bitter. must.get.a.grip.
shall savour my last few hours of being a happy and free being. tomorrow onwards, onslaught of mugging till next tuesday, when all these wretched exams will be O-V-OVERand my boyfriend will be G-O- GONE.
must.get.a.grip.
i'm being prissy and dropping stupid hints on the boy.
cuz we haven't met since friday and even that was like 10 seconds. and he has a paper tomorrow at 5. and i would be studying in school. but his dad is fetching him home so that he can mug for his next paper the next day which is also at 5. and he didn't mention going out, and we only have plans for friday.
so i said, "... i'm studying in school tomorrow and tuesday too i guess. will get more done that way. so i guess i won't meet you till friday la."
haha. padan muka. sorry i did say i'm being prissy. then he say oh nooo he'd meet me tomorrow for a bit and maybe we can do dinner on tuesday. hah! yay yay. hahaha. i know i am being a kental girlfriend but whatever. i miss him and its so bacin.
and you know i'm out of it when i sprout malay la. then he said he hadn't run in a bit.
"ha i won't let you run till you can eat 2 whole bowls of pasta."
"haha previously that would have been easily done in a week but now just a bowl sounds alot."
"haha yup that's why. so if you can down 2 bowls of pasta full of cheese, only then i certify you well. i think by then you'd be in australia."
hahaha. prissy fiza. hmm. who ask him to make me miss him right? his fault lor.
anyway today was brilliant in a very rest and recuperate way. woke up... ate... slept again... then woke up to go causeway point to buy toiletries, contacts, such. finally i'll be off with these glasses. i look atrocious in them la. i think even the maplek secretly thinks so but he won't say it out loud. haha.
and hopefully the new shampoo will help my dried hair. its so frizzy and annoying now. now this hair talk will go a long way in officially qualifying this entry as bimbotic. hoooo well.
i'm psyched to study in school tomorrow. cuz i know alot of chao muggers will be there as well so if i feel lazy i can just take a look at my surroundings and the surmounting pressure will either make my head combust, OR, more hopefully, make me study.
i was watching this show on tornados on discovery channel and it was pretty interesting. when there's a twister coming, DO NOT open your doors and windows. the fallacy is that by opening it you release some of the pressure build up by the tornado sweeping over your house but in actual fact you're making the walls of your house like eggshells, more fragile. by keeping the doors and windows closed, you retain the pressure within the walls of your home and this helps strengthen the walls. the roof is often blown off by the wind, not because of an explosion of pressure within the house. so yes, in case of twisters, keep doors and windows closed. and yes i know we live in singapore but you can never be too careful! :D
aaaaand there you go, more useless and irrelevant information courtesy of fiza and her newfound love, cable tv.
that paragraph was possibly an unconscious attempt at redeeming my bimbotic lines on hair products. you think? i don't know. if i start questioning my conscience now it might trigger off that whole triple- conscience nightmare of mine and i do not want that to happen. triple conscience is NOT good.
so anyway singapore lost to vietnam 2- 1 and so i didn't bother watching the game. they're like a one- hit wonder la, cannot sustain performance. somedays they're fantastic, other days they just slip and slide all over the field like they're wearing bata school shoes instead of boots.
not like i saw how they played just now. the boots- bata analogy is based on a very old game, that was horrible to watch. they've improved vastly since, of course, but still, its more important to continuously be good, not just be good once in a while, right?
alot of people hate it when i start talking soccer so i shall stop. OHOH but not before i declare with GLEE, that real madrid LOST to barcelona. 3- nil y'all... galacticos no more, i say.
oh and ONE more thing. why am i even curbing myself? goodness.
speculations of keane's replacement as skipper have, for some BIZARRE reason, included STEVEN GERRARD. please la. get your michael ballack and leave my stevie g alone. crazy buggers. a liverpool captain moving on to join THE RED DEVILS?!?! you must be whopping mad.
and a funny quote from commentators of man u- charlton game;
"hmm, van nistelrooy has had a rather quiet first half."
"yeah it must be the haircut."
HAHAHA now THAT'S a sharp commentator. its true. his hair is ovegrown and have you SEEN that beard?! well its almost a beard. dude. SHAVE.
by the way i have a thing for haircuts on soccer players. though park ji sun seemed to have a haircut i say chop more. and christiano ronaldo, you are a young attractive boy, who is rumoured to get alot of hot funky sex as and when. how then, do you explain that chicken backside sitting on your head? is that your idea of a haircut? i've also heard you're rich, so do do do, please, for the sake of cows in blue heavens and my viewing pleasure, get a brilliant haircut (cheap or expensive, your call) and be hot again.
maybe its just man u players. i've yet to find a real issue with the hairstyle of players in other clubs. we'll wait and see.
enough rambles? my new shampoo has a fruity smell so i'm guessing for the first few days the boy is going to be bombarded by "smell my hair smell my hair!" and "nice right?!!". not for long anyway, he'd be gone next monday what. hah. i am so bitter. must.get.a.grip.
shall savour my last few hours of being a happy and free being. tomorrow onwards, onslaught of mugging till next tuesday, when all these wretched exams will be O-V-OVER
must.get.a.grip.
if there was a picture to summarise this post right now, it'll be a picture of me pointing to my crotch, with a speech bubble saying, "SUCK THAT SUCKERS!"
unfortunately i do not own a dick nor a functioning digicam so i shall have to just verbalise my joy. or contempt. whichever tickles your nipples.
(sidenote: lots of sex puns lately. will elaborate later, but i have yet to find an explanation. its time to mate i say! aiyaiyaiyai!)
ok la i can be quite gross hor.
ANYWAY liverpool won the portsmouth game 3- 0. zenden, cisse and morientes scored. so suck on my chocolateee salty ballsssss...
BUT crouch the beanpole missed a PENALTY and if i were in anfield i'd be kicking his ass right now. but its okay. a girl has to be patient. maybe its a good thing they didn't televise the game or i'd be kicking the tv when he missed. why oh why crouch, why?
in other news nistelrooy scored twice and alan smith found his way to dishing the ball to the back of the net, and ambrose managed just a meagre, sole goal against the up- and- running man u. fine by me i guess. well not really i'd rather a draw which is more favourable to liverpool's table standings but i'd suck this up for now cuz the boy's a man u fan and they're not the bigger evil...
the bozos who beat newcastle at stamford bridge 3- 0 are. but whatever.
its still a good day cuz liverpool won 3 points and i am banking on another 3 from the next game. AND i'm banking on crouch leaving too. i know i used to have it against cisse but since he is scoring i guess crouch is the one who's got to go. i think newcastle could use him. okay that was random.
anyway yes to elaborate on my sex puns.
fiza on michael connelly;
okay i'm not sleepy already. goodness connelly is better than sex!
fiza on her hair;
i feel ugly la. its dry and frizzy, like a latina grandmother's pubic hair.
fiza on her new phone;
its a mobile orgasm.
there you have it. till i know why, we shall all leave to puzzle over this new developments as we go to sleep.
yes sleep people sleep. cuz we got more shopping to do tomorrow and we need energy for that! yes yes!
unfortunately i do not own a dick nor a functioning digicam so i shall have to just verbalise my joy. or contempt. whichever tickles your nipples.
(sidenote: lots of sex puns lately. will elaborate later, but i have yet to find an explanation. its time to mate i say! aiyaiyaiyai!)
ok la i can be quite gross hor.
ANYWAY liverpool won the portsmouth game 3- 0. zenden, cisse and morientes scored. so suck on my chocolateee salty ballsssss...
BUT crouch the beanpole missed a PENALTY and if i were in anfield i'd be kicking his ass right now. but its okay. a girl has to be patient. maybe its a good thing they didn't televise the game or i'd be kicking the tv when he missed. why oh why crouch, why?
in other news nistelrooy scored twice and alan smith found his way to dishing the ball to the back of the net, and ambrose managed just a meagre, sole goal against the up- and- running man u. fine by me i guess. well not really i'd rather a draw which is more favourable to liverpool's table standings but i'd suck this up for now cuz the boy's a man u fan and they're not the bigger evil...
the bozos who beat newcastle at stamford bridge 3- 0 are. but whatever.
its still a good day cuz liverpool won 3 points and i am banking on another 3 from the next game. AND i'm banking on crouch leaving too. i know i used to have it against cisse but since he is scoring i guess crouch is the one who's got to go. i think newcastle could use him. okay that was random.
anyway yes to elaborate on my sex puns.
fiza on michael connelly;
okay i'm not sleepy already. goodness connelly is better than sex!
fiza on her hair;
i feel ugly la. its dry and frizzy, like a latina grandmother's pubic hair.
fiza on her new phone;
its a mobile orgasm.
there you have it. till i know why, we shall all leave to puzzle over this new developments as we go to sleep.
yes sleep people sleep. cuz we got more shopping to do tomorrow and we need energy for that! yes yes!
Saturday, November 19, 2005
mobile sex
yeap, just got back from phone shopping with mum. we got a $100 voucher and decided that my old, dropped- a- jillion- times phone had to go. it has fallen off lecture seats, staircases, my bed, a bench in a park, all sorts of varying heights. many would have given up on me, but not good old nok. har har. its been through much, my trusty old nokia.
goodbyeee my lovaaahh...
and hellooooooo sexaaaay.
everyone, meet my new baby. i've decided to call it johnny depp cuz its so hot and sexy. i didn't know a PHONE could be that but this baby proves me wrong.
like i told the maplek, "this phone is so bloody sexy. its like a mobile ORGASM. a mini- johnny depp."
just looking at the picture makes me wanna make funky, yelping sounds, like an animal mating, so imagine holding it... touching it... caressing each and every buttons... oooh.
sorry if i gross you out but the phone is damn hot la.
and cuz of the voucher it only cost $88 for me. and on top of that, kind folks of starhub gave me and the mum a $40 swensen's voucher, which we immediately used at funan the IT mall.
and now i am home and about to watch some soccer. tomorrow is contact lens and shampoo shopping then time to MUG.
i am very happy. not just because i got new phone la! after swensens dinner me and mum sat by the river and talked while she ate kuaci. uhh, pumpkin seeds. yeah.
so life is good and fun and happy like that.
and i got a date of friiiiiiiday! :D:D:D yay yay. dress- up time.
well its 5 days away and i have papers 2 days later but STILL. i want to be happy.
therefore i am. :D
yeap, just got back from phone shopping with mum. we got a $100 voucher and decided that my old, dropped- a- jillion- times phone had to go. it has fallen off lecture seats, staircases, my bed, a bench in a park, all sorts of varying heights. many would have given up on me, but not good old nok. har har. its been through much, my trusty old nokia.
goodbyeee my lovaaahh...
and hellooooooo sexaaaay.
everyone, meet my new baby. i've decided to call it johnny depp cuz its so hot and sexy. i didn't know a PHONE could be that but this baby proves me wrong.
like i told the maplek, "this phone is so bloody sexy. its like a mobile ORGASM. a mini- johnny depp."
just looking at the picture makes me wanna make funky, yelping sounds, like an animal mating, so imagine holding it... touching it... caressing each and every buttons... oooh.
sorry if i gross you out but the phone is damn hot la.
and cuz of the voucher it only cost $88 for me. and on top of that, kind folks of starhub gave me and the mum a $40 swensen's voucher, which we immediately used at funan the IT mall.
and now i am home and about to watch some soccer. tomorrow is contact lens and shampoo shopping then time to MUG.
i am very happy. not just because i got new phone la! after swensens dinner me and mum sat by the river and talked while she ate kuaci. uhh, pumpkin seeds. yeah.
so life is good and fun and happy like that.
and i got a date of friiiiiiiday! :D:D:D yay yay. dress- up time.
well its 5 days away and i have papers 2 days later but STILL. i want to be happy.
therefore i am. :D
book whore alert
i've finished my book! yesyes michael connelly is that good. i was up till 2 reading and woke up at 11 and resumed reading.
phew.
and only when i finished the book could i put it down and finally, eat.
ahhhh. such joy.
but due to the freakish nature of my speed of reading, it looks like i will have to leave the second book for post- exams relief.
or else borders and me gotta start thinking of a lucrative deal, beneficial for us both.
in other news neither espn nor star sports or super sports will be showing the liverpool game tonight so i shall stage a rebellion and er, not watch soccer. instead, i will go out and maybe get myself a new handphone. yes!
oh ya and roy keane LEFT man u. how BOOWHIZZA is that.
i'm in a very good mood. can you tell? hehehe.
oh the boyfriend is still weak and sickly so we still haven't had a proper meet- up. the last time we met near his place to study and then it in school after exams. then monday and tuesday he has a paper, so he's mugging over the weekend. at home. then after that he has a paper of friday, so its mugging from tuesday to friday as well. so we can only possibly go out on friday after his paper. after which i have a paper on monday and tuesday.
and he is leaving for melbourne on monday. :(
but i shall not think of all that. still have this lovely saturday to enjoy. ahhhhh.
and cuz he's been so sick he gets tired easily. last night at 9 he said he was sleepy and i told him that's so gay, and might possibly lead to me cheating on him cuz i'm homophobic. hahaha.
"cheat la cheat... your boyfriend is sick and all you can think is cheat... haha."
hahaha ada orang merajuk! and somehow in a weird bizarre way that makes me happy.
ok la enough rambling. later!
i've finished my book! yesyes michael connelly is that good. i was up till 2 reading and woke up at 11 and resumed reading.
phew.
and only when i finished the book could i put it down and finally, eat.
ahhhh. such joy.
but due to the freakish nature of my speed of reading, it looks like i will have to leave the second book for post- exams relief.
or else borders and me gotta start thinking of a lucrative deal, beneficial for us both.
in other news neither espn nor star sports or super sports will be showing the liverpool game tonight so i shall stage a rebellion and er, not watch soccer. instead, i will go out and maybe get myself a new handphone. yes!
oh ya and roy keane LEFT man u. how BOOWHIZZA is that.
i'm in a very good mood. can you tell? hehehe.
oh the boyfriend is still weak and sickly so we still haven't had a proper meet- up. the last time we met near his place to study and then it in school after exams. then monday and tuesday he has a paper, so he's mugging over the weekend. at home. then after that he has a paper of friday, so its mugging from tuesday to friday as well. so we can only possibly go out on friday after his paper. after which i have a paper on monday and tuesday.
and he is leaving for melbourne on monday. :(
but i shall not think of all that. still have this lovely saturday to enjoy. ahhhhh.
and cuz he's been so sick he gets tired easily. last night at 9 he said he was sleepy and i told him that's so gay, and might possibly lead to me cheating on him cuz i'm homophobic. hahaha.
"cheat la cheat... your boyfriend is sick and all you can think is cheat... haha."
hahaha ada orang merajuk! and somehow in a weird bizarre way that makes me happy.
ok la enough rambling. later!
Friday, November 18, 2005
you know you...
have a blessed life when a whole day goes as perfect as it did today.
woke up at 7 for my soci paper, and many others called to make sure i was up. haha. wasn't even late for my paper. miracles, miracles.
paper was manageable, nothing out- of- this- world came out and so it was pretty fine.
after that news came that mum will be discharged today. so met the maplek and accompanied him to get his papers and letter of consideration from dean then it was OFF! to the hospital!
her best friend of many years was there. kak ida, the same lady who helped me wear pyjamas for my swimming exam when i was all of 9. heh. she's married now with two kids, but three of us put together still creates the same chaos and havoc. times like these i can kick myself for not fixing the camera. what a photo op today was!
so mum changed then it was down to the lobby. what was intially simple coffee plans at the hospital's delifrance ended up to be a tea snack at secret recipe, plaza singapura. not before kak ida, hereon referred to as my godmum, got herself a top. then i had chocolate fudge cake at secret recipe. already sounding like a great day, innit? read on.
walked round and round then landed in bysi, where she bought another top and i got new pants! whee! and prior to that i chose two books at times, but since she wanted to look at magazines at borders, we decided we'd just buy my books at borders. so, it was cab to borders.
keep in mind my mum is newly discharged.
at borders we sat my mum at coffee bean while godmum and me disappeared in the throngs of human and books. oh what joy! and wonder of WONDERS! border stocked a new dan rhode book! his book written under the name danuta van rhodes. a femme nick. pretty cool. little white car. and i saw the sequel to michael connelly's the poet. so i grabbed both then went over to where my mum was and gestured to her the two books. and my godmum who was sitting with her came out, grabbed two tom & jerry vcds for her kids, and payed for my books together with it. she said its my belated birthday gift. O.O!
so i got TWO new books. my oh my. could the day get any better?
we got hungry so us three trudged down to larissa, where me and mum had my birthday lunch. mum had noodles, i had fish & chips, godmum had her medium- rare sirloin steak. all good shit. nicely started with a crunchy salad and cleaned down with creamy caramel custard. not to forget, complimentary pots of tea, cuz the owner liked us. haha.
after that mum decided she was too tired so we looked for a cab home. unfortunately, cabs outside larissa were lacking so we walked to lido. where godmum decided that she needed to withdraw money. and i mentioned that there was topshop in lido. and after withdrawing money, we dropped by topshop. she got ANOTHER top, and she bought ME, a new top as well. a pretty white lacy one. !!!!!!!!!
and cuz we spent more than $80 in total, i got a gift card worth $10. goodness. then we went down to level 1 and she got herself earrings.
and when we were finally waiting for the cab, THAT CD SHOP in pacific plaza played a HINDI version of la vien en rose. very nice song, very cool touch. we promised we'd get the CD one day.
and then it was all over. what a blessed, blissful day, in such fantastic, beautiful company. and such joy to receive so much, for nothing really. i'm surrounded by such loving, kind people. i love all of God's little gifts, especially this gift of love, and extra mums and sisters. :)
see no matter how bad life gets you cannot just give up, cuz Life has its own way of rewarding you for everything. i don't know what i've ever done really but i'm appreciative of this bounty nonetheless.
*hugs the world and runs around with it*
have a blessed life when a whole day goes as perfect as it did today.
woke up at 7 for my soci paper, and many others called to make sure i was up. haha. wasn't even late for my paper. miracles, miracles.
paper was manageable, nothing out- of- this- world came out and so it was pretty fine.
after that news came that mum will be discharged today. so met the maplek and accompanied him to get his papers and letter of consideration from dean then it was OFF! to the hospital!
her best friend of many years was there. kak ida, the same lady who helped me wear pyjamas for my swimming exam when i was all of 9. heh. she's married now with two kids, but three of us put together still creates the same chaos and havoc. times like these i can kick myself for not fixing the camera. what a photo op today was!
so mum changed then it was down to the lobby. what was intially simple coffee plans at the hospital's delifrance ended up to be a tea snack at secret recipe, plaza singapura. not before kak ida, hereon referred to as my godmum, got herself a top. then i had chocolate fudge cake at secret recipe. already sounding like a great day, innit? read on.
walked round and round then landed in bysi, where she bought another top and i got new pants! whee! and prior to that i chose two books at times, but since she wanted to look at magazines at borders, we decided we'd just buy my books at borders. so, it was cab to borders.
keep in mind my mum is newly discharged.
at borders we sat my mum at coffee bean while godmum and me disappeared in the throngs of human and books. oh what joy! and wonder of WONDERS! border stocked a new dan rhode book! his book written under the name danuta van rhodes. a femme nick. pretty cool. little white car. and i saw the sequel to michael connelly's the poet. so i grabbed both then went over to where my mum was and gestured to her the two books. and my godmum who was sitting with her came out, grabbed two tom & jerry vcds for her kids, and payed for my books together with it. she said its my belated birthday gift. O.O!
so i got TWO new books. my oh my. could the day get any better?
we got hungry so us three trudged down to larissa, where me and mum had my birthday lunch. mum had noodles, i had fish & chips, godmum had her medium- rare sirloin steak. all good shit. nicely started with a crunchy salad and cleaned down with creamy caramel custard. not to forget, complimentary pots of tea, cuz the owner liked us. haha.
after that mum decided she was too tired so we looked for a cab home. unfortunately, cabs outside larissa were lacking so we walked to lido. where godmum decided that she needed to withdraw money. and i mentioned that there was topshop in lido. and after withdrawing money, we dropped by topshop. she got ANOTHER top, and she bought ME, a new top as well. a pretty white lacy one. !!!!!!!!!
and cuz we spent more than $80 in total, i got a gift card worth $10. goodness. then we went down to level 1 and she got herself earrings.
and when we were finally waiting for the cab, THAT CD SHOP in pacific plaza played a HINDI version of la vien en rose. very nice song, very cool touch. we promised we'd get the CD one day.
and then it was all over. what a blessed, blissful day, in such fantastic, beautiful company. and such joy to receive so much, for nothing really. i'm surrounded by such loving, kind people. i love all of God's little gifts, especially this gift of love, and extra mums and sisters. :)
see no matter how bad life gets you cannot just give up, cuz Life has its own way of rewarding you for everything. i don't know what i've ever done really but i'm appreciative of this bounty nonetheless.
*hugs the world and runs around with it*
Thursday, November 17, 2005
have YOU shaved?
him: my dear... wake up. you want to go home right?
me: uuuuuuhhh... *goes back to sleep*
him: my dear... haha... you have to get up if you want to go home...
me: uuuuunghhh... *pushes his face away* WHY IS YOUR FACE WET?!!?!
him: cuz i shaved... so its sweating there.
me: no no no your chin is wet! your upper lip area is wet! why is it wet?!?! why are you wet?!
him: cuz i shaved la... so those areas will sweat easily.
me: that doesn't make sense.
him: ok my dear, once you've solved the greater world issue of poverty, you can invest your funds into researching about this k? for now i think we have bigger issues to think of.
i still don't think it makes sense la. why seh. shave then sweat. and it was ALWAYS wet! like continuously. so WEIRD. you boys are a FREAK of nature la.
WHEN YOU LOOK AT YOURSELF IN THE MIRROR, WHAT'S THE FIRST THING YOU LOOK AT?
lately, my forehead. pimples are sprouting there. REALLY, how MORE indian can i get?
HOW MUCH CASH DO YOU HAVE ON YOU?
$10? finances haven't been all that great since mum got sick yeah. aku very miskin sekarang. who want to sponsor me? *bats eyelashes*
WHAT'S A WORD THAT RHYMES WITH "TEST"?
mess. and that's exactly the state my head is in.
FAVORITE PLANT?
uhhh. carrot? somehow i like carrots. alot.
WHO IS THE 4TH PERSON ON YOUR MISSED CALL LIST ON YOUR CELL PHONE?
suresh! my he's everywhere isn't he.
WHAT IS YOUR MAIN RING TONE ON YOUR PHONE?
RING RING! literally. very classic, i like.
WHAT SHIRT ARE YOU WEARING?
american eagle tee. PINK y'all. go buy 4D toto.
DO YOU "LABEL" YOURSELF?
yes. the jamban girl.
NAME THE BRAND OF YOUR SHOES YOU'RE CURRENTLY WEARING?
topshop bedroom slippers in the shape of a red toy car. comfy!
BRIGHT OR DARK ROOM?
bright for now, i can hardly see my notes. i need OSRAM!
WHAT WERE YOU DOING AT MIDNIGHT LAST NIGHT?
uhh. distinctively recall texting the boy and getting excited about meeting him today.
WHAT WAS YOUR LAST TEXT MESSAGE YOU RECEIVED ON YOUR CELL?
from suresh. remember to get off the right bus- stop ok? the one after the stop you alighted off last time.
DO YOU EVER CLICK ON "POP UPS" OR BANNERS?
never. vicious things they are.
WHAT'S A SAYING THAT YOU SAY A LOT?
uuuuuunghhhh. is that a saying?
WHO TOLD YOU THEY LOVED YOU LAST?
the mum!
LAST FURRY THING YOU TOUCHED?
suresh. HAHAHAHAHAHA.
HOW MANY DRUGS HAVE YOU DONE IN THE PAST THREE DAYS?
no food, much less drugs.
HOW MANY ROLLS OF FILM DO YOU NEED TO GET DEVELOPED?
zilch. digital camera on a looooong hiatus.
FAVORITE AGE YOU HAVE BEEN SO FAR?
gotta say 20. it just keeps getting better.
YOUR WORST ENEMY?
procrastination.
WHAT IS YOUR CURRENT DESKTOP PICTURE?
post- birthday dinner pic with the maplek.
WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU SAID TO SOMEONE?
mum, ask dad to buy me black pens.
IF YOU HAD TO CHOOSE BETWEEN A MILLION BUCKS OR TO BE ABLE TO CHANGE A MAJOR REGRET?
a million bucks, cuz i don't regret, remember?
DO YOU LIKE SOMEONE?
yes laaaaaa.
THE LAST SONG YOU LISTENED TO?
cannonball, damien rice.
reading and re- reading soci textbook and lecture notes is DAMN SIAN.
i am so flustered that instead of reaching to my right for my glass of water i reached to my left and nearly drank my toner. -_-. its alcohol- based by the way.
to all with papers tomorrow, goooooooooood luck!
him: my dear... wake up. you want to go home right?
me: uuuuuuhhh... *goes back to sleep*
him: my dear... haha... you have to get up if you want to go home...
me: uuuuunghhh... *pushes his face away* WHY IS YOUR FACE WET?!!?!
him: cuz i shaved... so its sweating there.
me: no no no your chin is wet! your upper lip area is wet! why is it wet?!?! why are you wet?!
him: cuz i shaved la... so those areas will sweat easily.
me: that doesn't make sense.
him: ok my dear, once you've solved the greater world issue of poverty, you can invest your funds into researching about this k? for now i think we have bigger issues to think of.
i still don't think it makes sense la. why seh. shave then sweat. and it was ALWAYS wet! like continuously. so WEIRD. you boys are a FREAK of nature la.
WHEN YOU LOOK AT YOURSELF IN THE MIRROR, WHAT'S THE FIRST THING YOU LOOK AT?
lately, my forehead. pimples are sprouting there. REALLY, how MORE indian can i get?
HOW MUCH CASH DO YOU HAVE ON YOU?
$10? finances haven't been all that great since mum got sick yeah. aku very miskin sekarang. who want to sponsor me? *bats eyelashes*
WHAT'S A WORD THAT RHYMES WITH "TEST"?
mess. and that's exactly the state my head is in.
FAVORITE PLANT?
uhhh. carrot? somehow i like carrots. alot.
WHO IS THE 4TH PERSON ON YOUR MISSED CALL LIST ON YOUR CELL PHONE?
suresh! my he's everywhere isn't he.
WHAT IS YOUR MAIN RING TONE ON YOUR PHONE?
RING RING! literally. very classic, i like.
WHAT SHIRT ARE YOU WEARING?
american eagle tee. PINK y'all. go buy 4D toto.
DO YOU "LABEL" YOURSELF?
yes. the jamban girl.
NAME THE BRAND OF YOUR SHOES YOU'RE CURRENTLY WEARING?
topshop bedroom slippers in the shape of a red toy car. comfy!
BRIGHT OR DARK ROOM?
bright for now, i can hardly see my notes. i need OSRAM!
WHAT WERE YOU DOING AT MIDNIGHT LAST NIGHT?
uhh. distinctively recall texting the boy and getting excited about meeting him today.
WHAT WAS YOUR LAST TEXT MESSAGE YOU RECEIVED ON YOUR CELL?
from suresh. remember to get off the right bus- stop ok? the one after the stop you alighted off last time.
DO YOU EVER CLICK ON "POP UPS" OR BANNERS?
never. vicious things they are.
WHAT'S A SAYING THAT YOU SAY A LOT?
uuuuuunghhhh. is that a saying?
WHO TOLD YOU THEY LOVED YOU LAST?
the mum!
LAST FURRY THING YOU TOUCHED?
suresh. HAHAHAHAHAHA.
HOW MANY DRUGS HAVE YOU DONE IN THE PAST THREE DAYS?
no food, much less drugs.
HOW MANY ROLLS OF FILM DO YOU NEED TO GET DEVELOPED?
zilch. digital camera on a looooong hiatus.
FAVORITE AGE YOU HAVE BEEN SO FAR?
gotta say 20. it just keeps getting better.
YOUR WORST ENEMY?
procrastination.
WHAT IS YOUR CURRENT DESKTOP PICTURE?
post- birthday dinner pic with the maplek.
WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU SAID TO SOMEONE?
mum, ask dad to buy me black pens.
IF YOU HAD TO CHOOSE BETWEEN A MILLION BUCKS OR TO BE ABLE TO CHANGE A MAJOR REGRET?
a million bucks, cuz i don't regret, remember?
DO YOU LIKE SOMEONE?
yes laaaaaa.
THE LAST SONG YOU LISTENED TO?
cannonball, damien rice.
reading and re- reading soci textbook and lecture notes is DAMN SIAN.
i am so flustered that instead of reaching to my right for my glass of water i reached to my left and nearly drank my toner. -_-. its alcohol- based by the way.
to all with papers tomorrow, goooooooooood luck!
met the boy and we studied together.
long, cold fingers. that i've missed so much. in mine. again. :)
back home now, and the mugging continues.
*lays a smackdown on exams*
long, cold fingers. that i've missed so much. in mine. again. :)
back home now, and the mugging continues.
*lays a smackdown on exams*
Wednesday, November 16, 2005
its not that bad
well...
*does small happy dance*
will save the big one when EVERYTHING is over.
the boyfriend is discharged today. :) can take comfort in the fact that he'll be well and fine at home even though it means i won't see him just yet. i give up on ever seeing him again la. tak kuasa gitu nak hope. jumpa jumpa la, tak jumpa sudah.
i fortunately finished my paper last night so i'd be off to school in a bit to submit it and then go visit the mum. i hope they can shorten the 9 days. that's really really long and i really don't think i can go on like this, daily dropping by the hospital. its very harsh on the pockets.
as for the boy, its not that i'm mad at him, its just that even though he's discharged he's still tired and weak so i don't think i'd want to make him go out and meet me. and if i hope to meet him i'll end up disappointed and upset so i shall just take comfort in the fact that i'd definitely see him on friday since we both have a paper then. :)
and these past few days has made me realized how much he means to me. no matter how happy he made me, i always had a nagging thought, at the back of my head, that if i ever leave the relationship, i will survive just fine. yeah i'm a nasty over- independent bitch like that. but i realize that not only do i need to be by his side, i was genuinely worried about his well- being.
another thing was it made me realized that if i don't leave the country for the 10 days when he'd be in melbourne, i might be spending several days at home moping. not healthy. and so not me. i never managed to grasp the concept of 'missing' someone in my previous relationships. well now i do. don't like it much, really.
i think i'm a camel. i haven't eaten since my uncle force- fed me on monday night which resulted in it popping out almost immediately; but i don't feel very hungry, nor is my body showing any negative side effects. which MEANS i have STORED fats! in my humps! like a camel. or i could also be a carrot. or a potato. uhhhh.
okay to keep me going till this sick people/ exam period is over, here's a bunch of must- do's these holidays:
beach beach beach and more beach. the more the better.
some shopping.
at least FIVE new books from borders. to read, to hold, to love and cherish, till death do we part.
try and earn money from, er, somewhere.
go KL. go PD. go chiangmai. chiangmai towards the end- of- year is very nice and cool. whee!
spend lots and lots and lots of time with the boy (but not too much cuz his best friend will be back from melbourne too), go out with hana (whose boyfriend will be in brunei) and maybe finally have the long- awaited meet- up with imran.
oh ya. FIX CAMERA.
best bit of all this would be the fact that this 31st, i finally would have something to alleviate the sad fact that my father passed away on new year's day 7 years ago.
or should i say someone. :)
well...
*does small happy dance*
will save the big one when EVERYTHING is over.
the boyfriend is discharged today. :) can take comfort in the fact that he'll be well and fine at home even though it means i won't see him just yet. i give up on ever seeing him again la. tak kuasa gitu nak hope. jumpa jumpa la, tak jumpa sudah.
i fortunately finished my paper last night so i'd be off to school in a bit to submit it and then go visit the mum. i hope they can shorten the 9 days. that's really really long and i really don't think i can go on like this, daily dropping by the hospital. its very harsh on the pockets.
as for the boy, its not that i'm mad at him, its just that even though he's discharged he's still tired and weak so i don't think i'd want to make him go out and meet me. and if i hope to meet him i'll end up disappointed and upset so i shall just take comfort in the fact that i'd definitely see him on friday since we both have a paper then. :)
and these past few days has made me realized how much he means to me. no matter how happy he made me, i always had a nagging thought, at the back of my head, that if i ever leave the relationship, i will survive just fine. yeah i'm a nasty over- independent bitch like that. but i realize that not only do i need to be by his side, i was genuinely worried about his well- being.
another thing was it made me realized that if i don't leave the country for the 10 days when he'd be in melbourne, i might be spending several days at home moping. not healthy. and so not me. i never managed to grasp the concept of 'missing' someone in my previous relationships. well now i do. don't like it much, really.
i think i'm a camel. i haven't eaten since my uncle force- fed me on monday night which resulted in it popping out almost immediately; but i don't feel very hungry, nor is my body showing any negative side effects. which MEANS i have STORED fats! in my humps! like a camel. or i could also be a carrot. or a potato. uhhhh.
okay to keep me going till this sick people/ exam period is over, here's a bunch of must- do's these holidays:
beach beach beach and more beach. the more the better.
some shopping.
at least FIVE new books from borders. to read, to hold, to love and cherish, till death do we part.
try and earn money from, er, somewhere.
go KL. go PD. go chiangmai. chiangmai towards the end- of- year is very nice and cool. whee!
spend lots and lots and lots of time with the boy (but not too much cuz his best friend will be back from melbourne too), go out with hana (whose boyfriend will be in brunei) and maybe finally have the long- awaited meet- up with imran.
oh ya. FIX CAMERA.
best bit of all this would be the fact that this 31st, i finally would have something to alleviate the sad fact that my father passed away on new year's day 7 years ago.
or should i say someone. :)
Tuesday, November 15, 2005
beyond repair
i think i've hit an all- time low. i cannot focus on my paper, i am starving, i feel tired and woozy and i miss my boyfriend so much i am crying because iwant need him here to tell me everything is going to be okay i just need to do what i can. see i know all that, but i need him here to tell me that. i want him to be here and for everything to be normal again. is that so much to ask for?
there's no rhyme and there's no reason
I know the secret in the back of my skull
there's no logic, so please believe me
our love's confusing, but it never gets
it never gets dull
I ache for you
I ache for you
and I'm tired, of so much wanting
and what if, don't even think it
but why not
I Ache For You; Ben Lee
i think i've hit an all- time low. i cannot focus on my paper, i am starving, i feel tired and woozy and i miss my boyfriend so much i am crying because i
there's no rhyme and there's no reason
I know the secret in the back of my skull
there's no logic, so please believe me
our love's confusing, but it never gets
it never gets dull
I ache for you
I ache for you
and I'm tired, of so much wanting
and what if, don't even think it
but why not
I Ache For You; Ben Lee
nyeh nyeh nyeh
i am feeling CRANKY and WHINY and BACIN. yes, cuz its so hot and i am sweating.
woke up all happy cuz mum called at 10 saying she's gonna be discharged. so i got all excited and wanted to quickly finish my paper so that i can spend time with her when she came home.
then later on she called saying they just did another blood test and turned out the stomach infection has entered her bloodstream so she has to stay in a little longer, NINE DAYS TO BE EXACT, so that they can put her on antibiotics. NYEHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. here's a big fat nyehhhhhhhhhh to the whole world. this SUCKS.
so now i have to finish my paper quickly then go to the hospital. and, i, obviously, CAN'T BLOODY THINK FOR NUTS cuz i am already so cranky and malas mood already. bahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
menyampah laaaaaaaaaaaaaa cakap dah boleh balikkkkkkkkkk. BAAAAAAAAAAAAH.
i just want my mum to come home la. irritating la all this technicalities. and the boy is still in the hospital and i got a paper due tomorrow and i need to start revising my stupid soci paper!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! can the whole world just cooperate?!?!?
shit la. all this is a huge pile of shit. so nyeh. i hate school.
i am feeling CRANKY and WHINY and BACIN. yes, cuz its so hot and i am sweating.
woke up all happy cuz mum called at 10 saying she's gonna be discharged. so i got all excited and wanted to quickly finish my paper so that i can spend time with her when she came home.
then later on she called saying they just did another blood test and turned out the stomach infection has entered her bloodstream so she has to stay in a little longer, NINE DAYS TO BE EXACT, so that they can put her on antibiotics. NYEHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. here's a big fat nyehhhhhhhhhh to the whole world. this SUCKS.
so now i have to finish my paper quickly then go to the hospital. and, i, obviously, CAN'T BLOODY THINK FOR NUTS cuz i am already so cranky and malas mood already. bahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
menyampah laaaaaaaaaaaaaa cakap dah boleh balikkkkkkkkkk. BAAAAAAAAAAAAH.
i just want my mum to come home la. irritating la all this technicalities. and the boy is still in the hospital and i got a paper due tomorrow and i need to start revising my stupid soci paper!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! can the whole world just cooperate?!?!?
shit la. all this is a huge pile of shit. so nyeh. i hate school.
Monday, November 14, 2005
of mapleks and nyonyas
so the maplek was hospitalised at NUH. made my way down to SGH then took a cab to NUH. his mum was there and it was a nerve- wrecking first encounter. she's a nice lady, but then again she doesn't know this malay- muslim girl is her son's girlfriend. maybe then things might be different ey? but anyhow.
he's got a viral fever, like mum, but while mum has a possible stomach infection (hence the puking and ultrasound), his is a mouth infection, hence the ulcers on his tongue. at first they suspected him of having herpes of the tongue which was kinda like, heah. but then they figured its something else. some funky infection la. macam- macam penyakit!
it was great seeing him again after so long, even if it was only for an hour and his mum was around so we couldn't do much. at least i got to talk to him and see him smile and all that. can la. and he already told me i didn't need to come tomorrow, that i should stay home and study. he's right as usual. besides i asked if his mum asked him about me and he said no, but we figured if i visit often she would be suspicious so i guess today's one precious hour will have to keep me going for the next few days.
i miss him already.
anyway went back to mum's and my uncle force fed me mutton chop from adam road. which was all good and fine till i puked it out. i think lack of food over the past few days is making my stomach reject food. but hey at least i ate. and when i told the boyfriend he actuallly said, "well its good that you finally ate but next time eat in small bits first ok?"
hahaha very sweet, but ironic coming from someone who can't even eat.
oh his tongue is WHITE. like all white. and the ulcers are gross. its all over his mouth. i'm a huge ulcer- fiend so i can only imagine his sorrow. poor boy only drinks water and the doctor said his urine contained kero- something (i was going to say beta carotine but pandai- pandai only tu kan dalam carrot!) which means his body is breaking down his body fats to sustain him which is not good. doctor also said he is too young to have such a funky (my word, not his) infection. so i couldn't stop teasing him for having an old man's disease. and he said it comes with being "wise beyond his years". ye- ye je la maplek aku ni...
after chit- chat i took a cab back to SGH. thank god these hospitals are on the same bloody expressway. when i went into the cab i said "SGH Block 7." "orh. SGH ah? hospital?" "uhh ya. hospital." "ohh... okay okay." *silence* "you nurse ah?"
-_____________- ya la, nurse wear brown cords, beatles t- shirt, black chuckies and denim jacket.
then again can't blame him. wonder if he was in touch with the earlier cab driver. then they must be like, "eh you got fetch this malay girl or not she keep going GH- NUH- GH... siao char bo!"
mum was moved from her private room to a normal 6- bedder ward. and oh the JOY! right beside her was this NYONYA who kept retching but NOT vomitting. and its a really gross sound la! makes me feel like puking as well can.
so fake and pretentious, just cuz her sons were there. then cuz my back was facing hers, i turned to see why she had shut up. and horror of horrors,
I GOT FLASHED!!!! I SAW NYONYA BREASTS TODAY CANNNNNNNNNNNN. I WANT TO DIEEEEEEEEEEE.
this old lady had lifted up her blouse and rubbed on some medicated oil or summat. she didn't lift it high but uhh... at that age... your breasts are like... saggy... and like... hers was on her stomach.
I WANT TO DIEEEEEEEEEEEEEE. I DIDN'T ASK FOR THIS! I DIDN'T WISH FOR NYONYA BREASTS. :(
i can take both my loved ones being ill at the same time and even getting hospitalised in different hospitals. but being flashed by a nyonya? I HAVE HIT ROCK BOTTOM LIAO.
so mum decided she needed to talk a stroll outside so out comes wheelchair and we lay- pucked at the park, eating instant noodles and water chestnut. then she was complaining about the nyonya and how she's worried she might not be able to sleep. then she said how she retch so noisily, kalau nak setengah mampus takpe la jugak (which is fine if she is half- dying). and its true. when she wasn't retching, her normal talking voice is damn loud and ah huay- like. you know like those nyonyas at the coffee shop la.
then i said, "eh tak baik la cakap gitu. skali betul besok dia mampus ah mak nanti yang berterabo (eh you don't say like that wait she really die tomorrow then you know)." then she laugh laugh laugh then i said, "dia balik nanti, dia jadi hantu tetek ah (she come back and haunt you as the breast/ tits ghost (got such thing in malay supernatural custom la))."
HAHAHAHA. ok la quite bad make fun of her but she is damn attention- seeking la. and the bed across my mum's was empty when we left, but there was a nyonya just outside the ward room entrance in hospital garment, sitting on a chair. like security guard.
when we went back everyone was asleep in their beds, including miss security guard. then suddenly she went,
AH PUI AHHHHHHH! AH PUIIIIIIIIIIII!
about a hundred times. and me and mum kept laughing and laughing in the dark la! damn nonsense can. macam HOSPITAL GILA.
then she stopped ah pui- ing. i think she had a nightmare or something la. so i guess she sedar diri (realized where she was), and went,
MISIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII! MISIIIIIIIII AHHHHHHHHHH!
HAHAHAHA cannot take it laaaaaaaaaa. what a bloody nonsensical ward room! then cuz she was so noisy, miss retch-a- minute next door went,
AAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUNGGHHHHHHHHHH... AUUUUUUNGHHHHHHHHHH...
HAHAHAHAHA can die laughing. even the nurse who came in laughed. i muttered to mum, "macam mane mak boleh tercampak kat kubur cina ni (how did you wind up at this chinese cemetery)?"
then i told her later at night the security guard will go, AH PUIIIIIIII... and the one next to her will start shouting shut up in hokkien, then my mum will go FIIIIIIII (my family name) and the one next to her will go AUUUUUUUNGHHHHH...
like a very ghastly gospel choir. hahahaha.
anyway after all the laughs she finally fell asleep. she ate alot more today after they took her off the drips. and she might get discharged tomorrow. news has it the boy will be discharged in 2- 3 days time too, since his fever has gone down and he is already on the route to recovery just by being in the hospital. so i'm not so worried.
but damn its been a long day.
once again thanks to all the encouraging smses and phone calls. i really appreciate it. made my day less tiring.
and it really isn't all that bad, since i was visiting loved ones. i just hope they all get better soon cuz i really miss them.
time to work on my paper now. good night all. :)
so the maplek was hospitalised at NUH. made my way down to SGH then took a cab to NUH. his mum was there and it was a nerve- wrecking first encounter. she's a nice lady, but then again she doesn't know this malay- muslim girl is her son's girlfriend. maybe then things might be different ey? but anyhow.
he's got a viral fever, like mum, but while mum has a possible stomach infection (hence the puking and ultrasound), his is a mouth infection, hence the ulcers on his tongue. at first they suspected him of having herpes of the tongue which was kinda like, heah. but then they figured its something else. some funky infection la. macam- macam penyakit!
it was great seeing him again after so long, even if it was only for an hour and his mum was around so we couldn't do much. at least i got to talk to him and see him smile and all that. can la. and he already told me i didn't need to come tomorrow, that i should stay home and study. he's right as usual. besides i asked if his mum asked him about me and he said no, but we figured if i visit often she would be suspicious so i guess today's one precious hour will have to keep me going for the next few days.
i miss him already.
anyway went back to mum's and my uncle force fed me mutton chop from adam road. which was all good and fine till i puked it out. i think lack of food over the past few days is making my stomach reject food. but hey at least i ate. and when i told the boyfriend he actuallly said, "well its good that you finally ate but next time eat in small bits first ok?"
hahaha very sweet, but ironic coming from someone who can't even eat.
oh his tongue is WHITE. like all white. and the ulcers are gross. its all over his mouth. i'm a huge ulcer- fiend so i can only imagine his sorrow. poor boy only drinks water and the doctor said his urine contained kero- something (i was going to say beta carotine but pandai- pandai only tu kan dalam carrot!) which means his body is breaking down his body fats to sustain him which is not good. doctor also said he is too young to have such a funky (my word, not his) infection. so i couldn't stop teasing him for having an old man's disease. and he said it comes with being "wise beyond his years". ye- ye je la maplek aku ni...
after chit- chat i took a cab back to SGH. thank god these hospitals are on the same bloody expressway. when i went into the cab i said "SGH Block 7." "orh. SGH ah? hospital?" "uhh ya. hospital." "ohh... okay okay." *silence* "you nurse ah?"
-_____________- ya la, nurse wear brown cords, beatles t- shirt, black chuckies and denim jacket.
then again can't blame him. wonder if he was in touch with the earlier cab driver. then they must be like, "eh you got fetch this malay girl or not she keep going GH- NUH- GH... siao char bo!"
mum was moved from her private room to a normal 6- bedder ward. and oh the JOY! right beside her was this NYONYA who kept retching but NOT vomitting. and its a really gross sound la! makes me feel like puking as well can.
so fake and pretentious, just cuz her sons were there. then cuz my back was facing hers, i turned to see why she had shut up. and horror of horrors,
I GOT FLASHED!!!! I SAW NYONYA BREASTS TODAY CANNNNNNNNNNNN. I WANT TO DIEEEEEEEEEEE.
this old lady had lifted up her blouse and rubbed on some medicated oil or summat. she didn't lift it high but uhh... at that age... your breasts are like... saggy... and like... hers was on her stomach.
I WANT TO DIEEEEEEEEEEEEEE. I DIDN'T ASK FOR THIS! I DIDN'T WISH FOR NYONYA BREASTS. :(
i can take both my loved ones being ill at the same time and even getting hospitalised in different hospitals. but being flashed by a nyonya? I HAVE HIT ROCK BOTTOM LIAO.
so mum decided she needed to talk a stroll outside so out comes wheelchair and we lay- pucked at the park, eating instant noodles and water chestnut. then she was complaining about the nyonya and how she's worried she might not be able to sleep. then she said how she retch so noisily, kalau nak setengah mampus takpe la jugak (which is fine if she is half- dying). and its true. when she wasn't retching, her normal talking voice is damn loud and ah huay- like. you know like those nyonyas at the coffee shop la.
then i said, "eh tak baik la cakap gitu. skali betul besok dia mampus ah mak nanti yang berterabo (eh you don't say like that wait she really die tomorrow then you know)." then she laugh laugh laugh then i said, "dia balik nanti, dia jadi hantu tetek ah (she come back and haunt you as the breast/ tits ghost (got such thing in malay supernatural custom la))."
HAHAHAHA. ok la quite bad make fun of her but she is damn attention- seeking la. and the bed across my mum's was empty when we left, but there was a nyonya just outside the ward room entrance in hospital garment, sitting on a chair. like security guard.
when we went back everyone was asleep in their beds, including miss security guard. then suddenly she went,
AH PUI AHHHHHHH! AH PUIIIIIIIIIIII!
about a hundred times. and me and mum kept laughing and laughing in the dark la! damn nonsense can. macam HOSPITAL GILA.
then she stopped ah pui- ing. i think she had a nightmare or something la. so i guess she sedar diri (realized where she was), and went,
MISIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII! MISIIIIIIIII AHHHHHHHHHH!
HAHAHAHA cannot take it laaaaaaaaaa. what a bloody nonsensical ward room! then cuz she was so noisy, miss retch-a- minute next door went,
AAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUNGGHHHHHHHHHH... AUUUUUUNGHHHHHHHHHH...
HAHAHAHAHA can die laughing. even the nurse who came in laughed. i muttered to mum, "macam mane mak boleh tercampak kat kubur cina ni (how did you wind up at this chinese cemetery)?"
then i told her later at night the security guard will go, AH PUIIIIIIII... and the one next to her will start shouting shut up in hokkien, then my mum will go FIIIIIIII (my family name) and the one next to her will go AUUUUUUUNGHHHHH...
like a very ghastly gospel choir. hahahaha.
anyway after all the laughs she finally fell asleep. she ate alot more today after they took her off the drips. and she might get discharged tomorrow. news has it the boy will be discharged in 2- 3 days time too, since his fever has gone down and he is already on the route to recovery just by being in the hospital. so i'm not so worried.
but damn its been a long day.
once again thanks to all the encouraging smses and phone calls. i really appreciate it. made my day less tiring.
and it really isn't all that bad, since i was visiting loved ones. i just hope they all get better soon cuz i really miss them.
time to work on my paper now. good night all. :)
his last message was at 9.30 telling me he is at NUH A&E waiting to see the doctor. and i haven't heard from him since. mum is going to have an ultrasound. i think she'd be done soon. i can go to SGH first but right now i'm feeling tak tentu arah and i have no idea what to do and the worse thing is the looming project due this wednesday is sitting on my chest like a big fat gargantua.
i really need someone to tell me what to do now cuz just sitting still waiting for his reply is driving me bollocks mad and all i want to do is KNOW what the hell is going on so that i can decide on some things.
i can't take this stress i think my stomach is going to burst.
aaaaaaaaaaargh help help help i dunno what to do. shit shit shit.
i really need someone to tell me what to do now cuz just sitting still waiting for his reply is driving me bollocks mad and all i want to do is KNOW what the hell is going on so that i can decide on some things.
i can't take this stress i think my stomach is going to burst.
aaaaaaaaaaargh help help help i dunno what to do. shit shit shit.
one for the road
feeling mopey and sappy. why? cuz i was so bored i went to watch some tv and ended up watching a long hindi movie on central that only made me miss him even more.
its been a long, long week.
it was hard to imagine myself ever falling for an indian, in fact it still is. but there's no denying that since day 1, i am falling for you. and how.
i was never a bigot to begin with but i had my reservations all along, not just with you, but with anyone unfamiliar.
and you are extremely unfamiliar. you're nothing like the others. everything about you is so different and it goes far beyond the superficial details of your physical attributes and race.
you make me feel different. and i think that is most important. there's no other boy i've been with who can claim as much respect as i have for you. you make sure we both work at this relationship and i don't just ride on the glory and foundation you built alone. with you i understand and learn about sharing, compromising, caring. mutual respect. with you there is no pants issue cuz you know just when and where to assert your rights.
you're fully confident of yourself and you don't need a frequency graph of the pant- wearer in the relationship to know you hold up worth in this relationship. you're the only guy who had me in awe since day 1, and still do now.
with you i hardly have to worry about what next. whenever i feel like we haven't spend enough quality time together i get an sms from you asking if i'm free for dinner the next day. i appreciate how you still respect me as an individual, a separate entity. you don't take it for granted that my every hour is dedicated to spending it with you, you still bother to ask me in advance. and i appreciate that respect.
and i respect you. as a whole, complete person with his own needs. i understand your need for family time, friends time, soccer time... i never will make you choose between me and any of these. i know that i will never feel neglected by you cuz every day, every minute and every moment, you try your darndest to make me happy.
but technicalities aside, just what is it about you that keeps me holding on?
well it could be the way i can poke your eye every single day and i know you won't snap at me. the way i can pinch your chest and say "nehneh!" out loud no matter where we are, knowing you won't get mad at me or worse, reciprocate. or the way i know when i reach for your hand you will reassuringly grasp it tighter, and sometimes your thumb just gently stroke my fingers. or maybe its that one time when i cut my finger and you kissed it, saying you'll kiss the pain away. not like it worked, but science was never our forte. or it could be that night on national day when we both basked in the cascading shower of fireworks, and your arm felt right and snug around my waist. how you let me 'pickpocket' you in trains, everyday. or highlight your fingernails. or pull your arm hair. tickle you. punch/ squeeze/ bite your nose. sniff you and declare you smelly.
maybe its just the way you let me be me, and how you make sure i know you love every bit of it.
and more than you loving me, its how easy you make it to be, for me to love you, adore you, and just daily be in awe of you.
and though you never hear the words and nor do i, i know you know i love you, and i know you know i know you love me. :)
get well soon, cuz i miss sinking my head into your chest.
feeling mopey and sappy. why? cuz i was so bored i went to watch some tv and ended up watching a long hindi movie on central that only made me miss him even more.
its been a long, long week.
it was hard to imagine myself ever falling for an indian, in fact it still is. but there's no denying that since day 1, i am falling for you. and how.
i was never a bigot to begin with but i had my reservations all along, not just with you, but with anyone unfamiliar.
and you are extremely unfamiliar. you're nothing like the others. everything about you is so different and it goes far beyond the superficial details of your physical attributes and race.
you make me feel different. and i think that is most important. there's no other boy i've been with who can claim as much respect as i have for you. you make sure we both work at this relationship and i don't just ride on the glory and foundation you built alone. with you i understand and learn about sharing, compromising, caring. mutual respect. with you there is no pants issue cuz you know just when and where to assert your rights.
you're fully confident of yourself and you don't need a frequency graph of the pant- wearer in the relationship to know you hold up worth in this relationship. you're the only guy who had me in awe since day 1, and still do now.
with you i hardly have to worry about what next. whenever i feel like we haven't spend enough quality time together i get an sms from you asking if i'm free for dinner the next day. i appreciate how you still respect me as an individual, a separate entity. you don't take it for granted that my every hour is dedicated to spending it with you, you still bother to ask me in advance. and i appreciate that respect.
and i respect you. as a whole, complete person with his own needs. i understand your need for family time, friends time, soccer time... i never will make you choose between me and any of these. i know that i will never feel neglected by you cuz every day, every minute and every moment, you try your darndest to make me happy.
but technicalities aside, just what is it about you that keeps me holding on?
well it could be the way i can poke your eye every single day and i know you won't snap at me. the way i can pinch your chest and say "nehneh!" out loud no matter where we are, knowing you won't get mad at me or worse, reciprocate. or the way i know when i reach for your hand you will reassuringly grasp it tighter, and sometimes your thumb just gently stroke my fingers. or maybe its that one time when i cut my finger and you kissed it, saying you'll kiss the pain away. not like it worked, but science was never our forte. or it could be that night on national day when we both basked in the cascading shower of fireworks, and your arm felt right and snug around my waist. how you let me 'pickpocket' you in trains, everyday. or highlight your fingernails. or pull your arm hair. tickle you. punch/ squeeze/ bite your nose. sniff you and declare you smelly.
maybe its just the way you let me be me, and how you make sure i know you love every bit of it.
and more than you loving me, its how easy you make it to be, for me to love you, adore you, and just daily be in awe of you.
and though you never hear the words and nor do i, i know you know i love you, and i know you know i know you love me. :)
get well soon, cuz i miss sinking my head into your chest.
Sunday, November 13, 2005
cookie crumble
just got out of bed. where do i start cuz i'm beginning to lose abit of chronological sense here... aunnngh...
oh right. well so yeah yesterday i woke up, changed, and went back to the hospital. visitors came and hana came to with the brunei boy. got my mum a frog soft toy. haha. cute.
had dinner with them before they went off at the mamak shop and boy it was one noisy mamak shop. come to think of it, that dinner was all the food i ate yesterday. haha! that might explain today...
ok ok but CHRONOLOGY. so.
mum was sickly again, they had tried to take her blood and couldn't and then tried inserting drips and basically it was all very painful and the route to recovery was disrupted and i slept over again, in attempt to re- route. har har i am so funny.
slept over and this time i was up till about 5 attending to her. the room gets cold at night so i asked for extra blankets. whenever she needs to pee i need to accompany her to carry the IV drip. stuff like that.
again very good news in the form of FINISHED soci readings. yeap, the whole wretched blue text compulsory for sc2101, finito. now for the three chapters in the white book then i'm good for revision.
anyway then woke up today, showered her, changed her up, then we snuggled up to watch some tv. she was feeling much better and was even sitting up to sign cheques to pay her bills.
and THEN my stupid nehnehpok of a period came, and along with came jolly ms. cramps from hell. those who know me knows that my cramps are killer ones, the kind that makes you feel warm and cold and sweaty and your back aches and just everything feels horrible.
aaaaaaaaaand the highlight would be vomitting in the hospital. a bit of stomach flu or maybe gastric (which brings me to the point that i haven't eaten the whole of today and only had dinner with hana over these two days, whoa). decided then that i need to head home to rest and do my usual cramp recovery.
accompanied mum for awhile more then it was a cab back. i was so super exhausted from the pain by then my lips were dry and when i accidentally bit in in my attempt to tell the uncle to turn left, it bled. pffffft.
so came home, stumbled into bed, made my hot water bottle and rolled it on my tummy. and promptly fell asleep.
oh in other news the maplek's fever has gone down. YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYY. thanks to ALL who have wished him well. and the mum too by the way. it really felt nice to read the tag- board though i had to crawl out of bed to see it. thank you EVERYONE, i really appreciate it.
he still has a slight headache and the ulcers on his tongue still prevents him from talking or eating. but i've told him to drink some horlicks and other nutritious drinks so that his stomach won't be empty. and i know he'd listen. i miss that boy. gonna hug and squeeze the life out of him when i finally DO meet him. :))
had to cancel my project meeting for project due this wednesday so i guess we're doing it online or over the phone. oh well. anything's better than getting out of the house right now, just sitting and typing this is making my back ache.
but things are looking up, non? well besides my cramps which is a monthly thing anyway so it does not fit into these scheme of random bad things happening. the both of them are getting better and that's cause for celebration! :D
i will, in bed. you all should too! hehe.
maybe if i feel well enough i can go down and watch soccer. hee.
oh and another interesting point; MAYA! i dreamt in my short nap just now and you were in it! haha. apparently you bumped into suresh and had a long chat with him about some deep, profound issue and you told me about it. hahaha. which is kinda funny cuz i don't think suresh and you have actually met before. hahaha. oh well...
oh yeah and to people who had open houses, wanted to come to my place ETC, i am SO sorry i couldn't come or it couldn't happen, but i'm spending half my time in the hospital anyway. maybe another time. :)
this has really put things into perspective for me and i could hardly care if i get to travel this holidays, as long as i get to be with my loved ones and know that they are fine i'll be more than happy.
take care!
just got out of bed. where do i start cuz i'm beginning to lose abit of chronological sense here... aunnngh...
oh right. well so yeah yesterday i woke up, changed, and went back to the hospital. visitors came and hana came to with the brunei boy. got my mum a frog soft toy. haha. cute.
had dinner with them before they went off at the mamak shop and boy it was one noisy mamak shop. come to think of it, that dinner was all the food i ate yesterday. haha! that might explain today...
ok ok but CHRONOLOGY. so.
mum was sickly again, they had tried to take her blood and couldn't and then tried inserting drips and basically it was all very painful and the route to recovery was disrupted and i slept over again, in attempt to re- route. har har i am so funny.
slept over and this time i was up till about 5 attending to her. the room gets cold at night so i asked for extra blankets. whenever she needs to pee i need to accompany her to carry the IV drip. stuff like that.
again very good news in the form of FINISHED soci readings. yeap, the whole wretched blue text compulsory for sc2101, finito. now for the three chapters in the white book then i'm good for revision.
anyway then woke up today, showered her, changed her up, then we snuggled up to watch some tv. she was feeling much better and was even sitting up to sign cheques to pay her bills.
and THEN my stupid nehnehpok of a period came, and along with came jolly ms. cramps from hell. those who know me knows that my cramps are killer ones, the kind that makes you feel warm and cold and sweaty and your back aches and just everything feels horrible.
aaaaaaaaaand the highlight would be vomitting in the hospital. a bit of stomach flu or maybe gastric (which brings me to the point that i haven't eaten the whole of today and only had dinner with hana over these two days, whoa). decided then that i need to head home to rest and do my usual cramp recovery.
accompanied mum for awhile more then it was a cab back. i was so super exhausted from the pain by then my lips were dry and when i accidentally bit in in my attempt to tell the uncle to turn left, it bled. pffffft.
so came home, stumbled into bed, made my hot water bottle and rolled it on my tummy. and promptly fell asleep.
oh in other news the maplek's fever has gone down. YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYY. thanks to ALL who have wished him well. and the mum too by the way. it really felt nice to read the tag- board though i had to crawl out of bed to see it. thank you EVERYONE, i really appreciate it.
he still has a slight headache and the ulcers on his tongue still prevents him from talking or eating. but i've told him to drink some horlicks and other nutritious drinks so that his stomach won't be empty. and i know he'd listen. i miss that boy. gonna hug and squeeze the life out of him when i finally DO meet him. :))
had to cancel my project meeting for project due this wednesday so i guess we're doing it online or over the phone. oh well. anything's better than getting out of the house right now, just sitting and typing this is making my back ache.
but things are looking up, non? well besides my cramps which is a monthly thing anyway so it does not fit into these scheme of random bad things happening. the both of them are getting better and that's cause for celebration! :D
i will, in bed. you all should too! hehe.
maybe if i feel well enough i can go down and watch soccer. hee.
oh and another interesting point; MAYA! i dreamt in my short nap just now and you were in it! haha. apparently you bumped into suresh and had a long chat with him about some deep, profound issue and you told me about it. hahaha. which is kinda funny cuz i don't think suresh and you have actually met before. hahaha. oh well...
oh yeah and to people who had open houses, wanted to come to my place ETC, i am SO sorry i couldn't come or it couldn't happen, but i'm spending half my time in the hospital anyway. maybe another time. :)
this has really put things into perspective for me and i could hardly care if i get to travel this holidays, as long as i get to be with my loved ones and know that they are fine i'll be more than happy.
take care!
Saturday, November 12, 2005
maybe its just the night or my extreme fatigue...
but i miss him like crazy.
this is gonna be a looooooooooong night.
but i miss him like crazy.
this is gonna be a looooooooooong night.
gone is my back
spent last night sleeping on the desk in mum's A1 hospital room and it kinda screwed my back. barely slept too, since she was constantly coughing, vomitting, and needing to visit the toilet and i had to accompany her to hold her IV drip. in short, not much sleep last night.
managed snippets of sleep in the day when there weren't visitors. the earlier part of the morning i lied down in the bed with her and we watched some tv. it was kinda all good till later about 5. then she felt sickly again. prior to that all vomitting had stopped and her fever was gone. but i couldn't sleep in again, cuz my back was all but murdered and i needed to shower at home. i wasn't comfortable showering in the room toilet even though it wasn't a common toilet.
good news is i covered 2 chapters of sociology.
the maplek took a blood test at a polyclinic but the results couldn't verify if it was dengue so he's up for another blood test tomorrow. and his temperature is still a raging 39 degrees, he has so many ulcers on his tongue that he can't eat or hardly talk. he was in a jacket and trackpants throughout the night. and couldn't walk around so he just sat on the sofa the whole day. where i guess he dozed off and i didn't want to text him in fear it'd wake him up. so its been a long quiet day.
good news is we exchanged our first "i miss yous'."
on the ride home i cried cuz the two people i care for most are not well and that simply sucks. really. there's no other word for it besides that. i wish they were both well and fine again and life will be like it used to be. i can't spend the rest of my days worrying over mum then maplek then mum then maplek. my head hurts.
and it sucks that i haven't seen the boy for so long. sucks more that i can't be there to nurse him or just be there.
and it sucks to not be able to sleep over at the hospital again but i really needed to go home to change up. well i'll be back again tomorrow so that's that i guess.
it all still sucks.
and that's the end of my medical report for the day. i hope yours was better.
spent last night sleeping on the desk in mum's A1 hospital room and it kinda screwed my back. barely slept too, since she was constantly coughing, vomitting, and needing to visit the toilet and i had to accompany her to hold her IV drip. in short, not much sleep last night.
managed snippets of sleep in the day when there weren't visitors. the earlier part of the morning i lied down in the bed with her and we watched some tv. it was kinda all good till later about 5. then she felt sickly again. prior to that all vomitting had stopped and her fever was gone. but i couldn't sleep in again, cuz my back was all but murdered and i needed to shower at home. i wasn't comfortable showering in the room toilet even though it wasn't a common toilet.
good news is i covered 2 chapters of sociology.
the maplek took a blood test at a polyclinic but the results couldn't verify if it was dengue so he's up for another blood test tomorrow. and his temperature is still a raging 39 degrees, he has so many ulcers on his tongue that he can't eat or hardly talk. he was in a jacket and trackpants throughout the night. and couldn't walk around so he just sat on the sofa the whole day. where i guess he dozed off and i didn't want to text him in fear it'd wake him up. so its been a long quiet day.
good news is we exchanged our first "i miss yous'."
on the ride home i cried cuz the two people i care for most are not well and that simply sucks. really. there's no other word for it besides that. i wish they were both well and fine again and life will be like it used to be. i can't spend the rest of my days worrying over mum then maplek then mum then maplek. my head hurts.
and it sucks that i haven't seen the boy for so long. sucks more that i can't be there to nurse him or just be there.
and it sucks to not be able to sleep over at the hospital again but i really needed to go home to change up. well i'll be back again tomorrow so that's that i guess.
it all still sucks.
and that's the end of my medical report for the day. i hope yours was better.
Thursday, November 10, 2005
ER
spent the whole day out accompanying mum at work till 12 then at A&E till 4 and she was hospitalised at 5 and now i'm home to pick up some stuff and head back.
the maplek is still running a temperature of 39 degrees and has ulcers on his tongue and he can't eat much.
this does not abode well for me.
will blog if i can, but i think i'm spending the next few nights in the hospital. might as well, can YOU think of a better place to study? no internet no social interactions. perfect.
now the rest of you, take care and be well.
spent the whole day out accompanying mum at work till 12 then at A&E till 4 and she was hospitalised at 5 and now i'm home to pick up some stuff and head back.
the maplek is still running a temperature of 39 degrees and has ulcers on his tongue and he can't eat much.
this does not abode well for me.
will blog if i can, but i think i'm spending the next few nights in the hospital. might as well, can YOU think of a better place to study? no internet no social interactions. perfect.
now the rest of you, take care and be well.
get well soon!
i seemed to have passed my fever to both mum and maplek and the worse thing is, they both got mutated versions. and due to my skillful germ- passing, i've recovered pretty fast while mum has been sick since saturday and the maplek since yesterday. if you're good, you're just good.
both have terminally high fever ranging on the 39s and shiver in the slightest cold. mum's got the pukes and the maplek's got the spinning head. whooooosh.
so i went to BK at boat quay to mug abit... till firr the apunehneh arrived at 7 and we had our starbucks coffee. chatted and catch up on stuff. lots of laughs, as usual.
train ride back was stupendously funny when we speculated who had the nicest nose, spectacles, shoes, bag, shirt, you name it, we discussed it. we even discussed this girl's tight jeans and how the way she stood accentuated her actually- not- so- perky butt. smart girl! and her boyfriend kept trying to hitch her shirt up and two of us were like, "aiya just take out la... open a bit a bit, so slow..."
and she had a mustache and i figured the guy had a mustache fetish. you know. never mind.
whenever i meet firr i end up speaking malay and it sounds horrible.
we mixed curry, sweet & sour and chilli sauce together. then after talking for yonks he went,
"eh eh masih ade bende ni... (eh eh this thing is still here)"
"ye la mesti la nak gi maneee bende tu... (ya la of course where can that thing go)"
"................... what the hell fiza."
"hahaha eh like makcik- pakcik (auntie uncle) ah we talk!"
"no la only your line la."
"noooooo like you know kite tengah duduk kat kampung abih ade beruang lalu (like we sitting in the village) abih ade (then got) beruang lalu (pass by)... eh..."
"eh what beruang?"
"eh no la... beruang tu ape?"
"bear la!"
"oh no la... harimau... eh no harimau tu buaya (eh wait a tiger is a crocodile). eh wait what the hell am i saying."
"........... what the hell are you trying to say la?!?!!?!"
hahaha in the end what i was trying to say was our FIRST TWO LINES exchanged was like two old aunty and uncle talking in front of their village house, sipping on tea then got COWS go by. and cows as i realized is LEMBU. my malay is not that bad its just that i'm easily confused and i like to make up malay words as i go along. like "tambah lauk." which literally means add- on dishes. and my usage of it was something like,
"eh you see the couple still talking seriously..."
"eh ya so serious wait terberak! (shit)" (at this point, guess which is me?)
"what the hell la berak no link la you..."
"alah tambah lauk..."
"eh what la tambah lauk! you don't anyhow say malay words that don't make sense can or not?"
hahaha oh well. i tried.
the two i care for most are sick as hell and all i can do is offer comforting words and accompany mum to clinic tomorrow. hopefully the maplek will be better by tomorrow. i miss him. the healthy, vibrant (haha), talkative him. when he's sick he's not very wordy. well duh. point is i miss talking nonsense to him. just now i watched animal planet and i wanted to call him and tell him i want a pet pangolin. but cannot la. he must have been resting.
:(
i seemed to have passed my fever to both mum and maplek and the worse thing is, they both got mutated versions. and due to my skillful germ- passing, i've recovered pretty fast while mum has been sick since saturday and the maplek since yesterday. if you're good, you're just good.
both have terminally high fever ranging on the 39s and shiver in the slightest cold. mum's got the pukes and the maplek's got the spinning head. whooooosh.
so i went to BK at boat quay to mug abit... till firr the apunehneh arrived at 7 and we had our starbucks coffee. chatted and catch up on stuff. lots of laughs, as usual.
train ride back was stupendously funny when we speculated who had the nicest nose, spectacles, shoes, bag, shirt, you name it, we discussed it. we even discussed this girl's tight jeans and how the way she stood accentuated her actually- not- so- perky butt. smart girl! and her boyfriend kept trying to hitch her shirt up and two of us were like, "aiya just take out la... open a bit a bit, so slow..."
and she had a mustache and i figured the guy had a mustache fetish. you know. never mind.
whenever i meet firr i end up speaking malay and it sounds horrible.
we mixed curry, sweet & sour and chilli sauce together. then after talking for yonks he went,
"eh eh masih ade bende ni... (eh eh this thing is still here)"
"ye la mesti la nak gi maneee bende tu... (ya la of course where can that thing go)"
"................... what the hell fiza."
"hahaha eh like makcik- pakcik (auntie uncle) ah we talk!"
"no la only your line la."
"noooooo like you know kite tengah duduk kat kampung abih ade beruang lalu (like we sitting in the village) abih ade (then got) beruang lalu (pass by)... eh..."
"eh what beruang?"
"eh no la... beruang tu ape?"
"bear la!"
"oh no la... harimau... eh no harimau tu buaya (eh wait a tiger is a crocodile). eh wait what the hell am i saying."
"........... what the hell are you trying to say la?!?!!?!"
hahaha in the end what i was trying to say was our FIRST TWO LINES exchanged was like two old aunty and uncle talking in front of their village house, sipping on tea then got COWS go by. and cows as i realized is LEMBU. my malay is not that bad its just that i'm easily confused and i like to make up malay words as i go along. like "tambah lauk." which literally means add- on dishes. and my usage of it was something like,
"eh you see the couple still talking seriously..."
"eh ya so serious wait terberak! (shit)" (at this point, guess which is me?)
"what the hell la berak no link la you..."
"alah tambah lauk..."
"eh what la tambah lauk! you don't anyhow say malay words that don't make sense can or not?"
hahaha oh well. i tried.
the two i care for most are sick as hell and all i can do is offer comforting words and accompany mum to clinic tomorrow. hopefully the maplek will be better by tomorrow. i miss him. the healthy, vibrant (haha), talkative him. when he's sick he's not very wordy. well duh. point is i miss talking nonsense to him. just now i watched animal planet and i wanted to call him and tell him i want a pet pangolin. but cannot la. he must have been resting.
:(
Tuesday, November 08, 2005
iiiiiiiiiit's beginning to look alot like christmas!
and sooooooooon there will be SNOW!
went to school, covered two chapters (pats own back) and got to nap a bit too. ahh.
maplek had history lecture which ended at 5.35 p.m. then it was queensway shopping centre to get him his new boots! they're gorgeous la. red nikes. sluuuuurp. from same shop where i got my black and white total 90. :))
prior to meeting him outside the lt i went to the printing room at AS6, yes, the one with many slow computers and two printers. and one particular printer is always overworked. can't people see which printer has less jobs? and can't they hence just select the less busy printer? beyond me really, all this people.
i guess with the approach of exams some have deemed it necessary to start printing out ALL lecture slides i.e. TWELVE WEEKS worth of slides. that's ALOT. and on top of that, READINGS. huge- ass PDF format files that take forever to print. no- brainer.
i wasn't too affected cuz my paper was a single page and i, of course, chose the underused printer. over at the other printer, the job release page had about 30 files. i kid you not. over at my printer... um... 2. mine and this other girl who was also printing alot of slides. madness.
anyway i guess the one girl printing out 12 slides and hundreds of PDF files was taking too long and as i was waiting for my paper to be printed this cheenabeng went,
WHO THE FUCK IS BLOODY PRINTING OUT THE ENTIRE FUCKING LIBRARY?
hahahahaha. damn funny la can. then everyone keep quiet, mind their own business. then i saw my paper churned out by the printer, but the girl in frontof me was totally HOGGING the printer, half- hugging it, not letting me through. so i said excuse me, can i take my paper, its there among your pile of printouts. and this PSYCHO BITCH went,
HUH WHAT? NO CANNOT! THESE ARE ALL MY LECTURE SLIDES!
-_- siao BOH. i am not taking your module why the hell would i want to steal your lecture notes???? crazy.
so i tried to go by the side and flip through the papers cuz i saw mine among that pile. and SHE BLOCKED MY WAY. LIKE SHE CAME ROUND THE SIDE AND BLOCKED ME.
WHAT THE FUUUUUUUUUUUUUG.
major psycho bitch la! she thinks we playing soccer is it want to block block?
in the end i said excuse me, but my paper has been printed out and i really haven't got the time to stand around and watch ALL your lecture notes get printed before getting to my one piece of paper which i swear to you, i'm not kidding, is lying between your pile of notes.
and she grudgingly stood aside, A LITTLE, and let me take my paper and leave. SUPER PSYCHO BIIIIIIIITCH.
mad women should die. anyway as i left the room i heard the cheenabeng again,
EH CHAO CHEEEEEEEEBYE WOMAN YOU STILL PRINTING ISSIT!??!
haha oh the drama that unfolds in the printing room. moral of the story? print everything wayyyyy before deadline so that if it takes a while, you won't get all pissy and tense. haha. and curse the entire printing room.
as i explained to the maplek later if you know the printing room is so packed, don't be a cuckoo bird and print out your entire undegrad history of notes and readings la. show some consideration. if the printing room was entirely empty then no one would care if you wanted to print out all the readings of all your 200 modules.
so printing room angst aside. the maplek got my fever and flu bug :( and this nehneh has VERY poor sickness treshold. he went in for lecture, and he came and his fingers were BLUE. BLUE. i was so worried his fingernails would just start falling off. though chances are i would laugh if it happens but post- laughter i would be in a pretty panicked frenzy.
anyway nothing some rubbing didn't solve and i forced him to drink some watermelon juice to lower his body temperature.
after buying his boots i had dinner at IKEA's burger king while he had ice milo. i got my spicy chicken cheeseburger with JALAPENO PEPPERS uuuuuuumhummmmmm. *does crazy raindance* I LOVE JALAPENO PEPPER!
while studying at usp level 5 we both got headaches and i started sniffing cuz my flu isn't entirely gone. so i took out my bottle of vicks and sniffed it, then rubbed some on my nose and temples. i then passed it to him and made him breathe it in and rub some on his temples as well.
and i realized we probably look like that couple in the old folk's home, who share their vicks, axe oil, denture solution, walking stick and whatnots. quite the sweet yet morbid picture, non?
one more chapter to cover tonight then i'm done. then more mugging tomorrow. finally getting into the swing of things. yeahyeah.
time for some jamie oliver now. ohhhhh cable how i love thee.
and sooooooooon there will be SNOW!
went to school, covered two chapters (pats own back) and got to nap a bit too. ahh.
maplek had history lecture which ended at 5.35 p.m. then it was queensway shopping centre to get him his new boots! they're gorgeous la. red nikes. sluuuuurp. from same shop where i got my black and white total 90. :))
prior to meeting him outside the lt i went to the printing room at AS6, yes, the one with many slow computers and two printers. and one particular printer is always overworked. can't people see which printer has less jobs? and can't they hence just select the less busy printer? beyond me really, all this people.
i guess with the approach of exams some have deemed it necessary to start printing out ALL lecture slides i.e. TWELVE WEEKS worth of slides. that's ALOT. and on top of that, READINGS. huge- ass PDF format files that take forever to print. no- brainer.
i wasn't too affected cuz my paper was a single page and i, of course, chose the underused printer. over at the other printer, the job release page had about 30 files. i kid you not. over at my printer... um... 2. mine and this other girl who was also printing alot of slides. madness.
anyway i guess the one girl printing out 12 slides and hundreds of PDF files was taking too long and as i was waiting for my paper to be printed this cheenabeng went,
WHO THE FUCK IS BLOODY PRINTING OUT THE ENTIRE FUCKING LIBRARY?
hahahahaha. damn funny la can. then everyone keep quiet, mind their own business. then i saw my paper churned out by the printer, but the girl in frontof me was totally HOGGING the printer, half- hugging it, not letting me through. so i said excuse me, can i take my paper, its there among your pile of printouts. and this PSYCHO BITCH went,
HUH WHAT? NO CANNOT! THESE ARE ALL MY LECTURE SLIDES!
-_- siao BOH. i am not taking your module why the hell would i want to steal your lecture notes???? crazy.
so i tried to go by the side and flip through the papers cuz i saw mine among that pile. and SHE BLOCKED MY WAY. LIKE SHE CAME ROUND THE SIDE AND BLOCKED ME.
WHAT THE FUUUUUUUUUUUUUG.
major psycho bitch la! she thinks we playing soccer is it want to block block?
in the end i said excuse me, but my paper has been printed out and i really haven't got the time to stand around and watch ALL your lecture notes get printed before getting to my one piece of paper which i swear to you, i'm not kidding, is lying between your pile of notes.
and she grudgingly stood aside, A LITTLE, and let me take my paper and leave. SUPER PSYCHO BIIIIIIIITCH.
mad women should die. anyway as i left the room i heard the cheenabeng again,
EH CHAO CHEEEEEEEEBYE WOMAN YOU STILL PRINTING ISSIT!??!
haha oh the drama that unfolds in the printing room. moral of the story? print everything wayyyyy before deadline so that if it takes a while, you won't get all pissy and tense. haha. and curse the entire printing room.
as i explained to the maplek later if you know the printing room is so packed, don't be a cuckoo bird and print out your entire undegrad history of notes and readings la. show some consideration. if the printing room was entirely empty then no one would care if you wanted to print out all the readings of all your 200 modules.
so printing room angst aside. the maplek got my fever and flu bug :( and this nehneh has VERY poor sickness treshold. he went in for lecture, and he came and his fingers were BLUE. BLUE. i was so worried his fingernails would just start falling off. though chances are i would laugh if it happens but post- laughter i would be in a pretty panicked frenzy.
anyway nothing some rubbing didn't solve and i forced him to drink some watermelon juice to lower his body temperature.
after buying his boots i had dinner at IKEA's burger king while he had ice milo. i got my spicy chicken cheeseburger with JALAPENO PEPPERS uuuuuuumhummmmmm. *does crazy raindance* I LOVE JALAPENO PEPPER!
while studying at usp level 5 we both got headaches and i started sniffing cuz my flu isn't entirely gone. so i took out my bottle of vicks and sniffed it, then rubbed some on my nose and temples. i then passed it to him and made him breathe it in and rub some on his temples as well.
and i realized we probably look like that couple in the old folk's home, who share their vicks, axe oil, denture solution, walking stick and whatnots. quite the sweet yet morbid picture, non?
one more chapter to cover tonight then i'm done. then more mugging tomorrow. finally getting into the swing of things. yeahyeah.
time for some jamie oliver now. ohhhhh cable how i love thee.
Monday, November 07, 2005
traipsed to school at 10 am, got some soci articles then finished the term paper. had lunch as well. all outside LT12. hah.
i don't think the maplek will continue studying with me if i keep up today's performance. i am so easily distracted. haha. and when i get bored i expect him to entertain me. haa. which to his credit, he did.
i never wrote so much in such a short period of time. *clap clap* now tonight have to write ANOTHER paper, a write- up for tomorrow's tutorial presentation. abunehneh. lucky the reading damn short.
after printing and submitting made our way down to lot 1 where we discovered thaaaaaaaaaaat...
COFFEE BEAN AND TEA LEAVES IS NO MORE! ZILCH! KOSONG! YILEK! MEI YOU! GONE! VAMOOS!
dunno go where also but what i know is its gone. and there's nothing in its place and its just empty and... void. its weird. when something so real and solid used to stand in its place, seeing such blatant emptiness kinda feels like a kick to the gut.
so coffee plans was changed to desserts at delifrance. garlic bread (which just about murdered my throat) and bread pudding. mmm. i threatened to poke him with my fork (cuz that's what i do) and lo and behold, i ended up poking the side of his nose. with the fork. hahahaha. he looked mildly annoyed but i doubt it was painful at all. but i bet he's wondering how to curb my abusive ways. ahaha.
and as i sat there in delifrance i suddenly went quiet. rare as it is there are times still, when i see choa chu kang as the home i once lived in. and today was one of those days. there were lots of pjc kids milling around, i guess that triggered it as well. i was one of them only 2 years ago. milling around malls in my black- and- white school uniform. with a boyfriend attached, of course, like an accessory. its like when you enter jc it comes with the package; couplehood. heh. then the (shortlived) days when i used to visit choa chu kang library. nights and nights of midnight snacks with faizal, the stupid mat bola. haha. nights spent laughing, crying, counting stars.
growing up. that's what i did there. early secondary school days... puppy love. track practice at kallang and long train rides home. watching the ring and coming home to realize that my tv faces my bed. changing the position of the tv the next day. changing the position of the bed at least 5 times since i moved in. the constant mess. mugging for O's. mugging for A's. tv time with hadi. tv time with hafiz. making fried rice with imran. birthday gatherings. so many things. and you never realize how much of you can be contained in a home.
when you remember the pain you recall the tears you sob into your pillow. the wet streaks on your cheek as you wail over the phone. the welling of tears when 'the song' plays on the radio.
then you remember baking cookies, burning up the stove trying to make prata. remember the clock falling on your head.
remember how a bat flew into the house and you and your mum went into hysterics, shrieking and laughing and crying. how you panicked and ran to her room and you two called the police who said play loud music or attract it with a fruit. how disappointed you were that the brave men in blue weren't going to come over and just catch the bat. how you tried to run back into your room, but cuz the door is closed you have to time your sprint from your mum's room to yours pefectly, cuz the bat has gone bonkers flying all over the living room. and for safety measures (or so you think), you take an umbrella from the storeroom. you run across to your room door with an umbrella over your head. the bat flies towards your umbrella, and you lean against your door and squat, doubling over and protecting yourself with your umbrella. you shriek and cry and generally, panic, while your mum looks on from her room, half- laughing, half- shrieking.
then in the end armed with umbrellas you two sliced open a mango and put it on the window grille and hope for the best. by the time it was 4 a.m. and you clearly would not be able to wake up for school... so your mum writes a letter of absence. "Dear Mrs X, Norfiza was not be able to attend school yesterday because a bat flew into our house and we did not get any sleep."
and you wonder if anyone would ever believe that.
and those are the things that only happen once in your life, and in one place; home. and that was home at that time, and it was the best home i could have asked for.
and as much as i know home is where your loved ones is, sometimes memories are so well- sustained in a physical entity that when you leave... you kinda leave the memories as well.
but all is good hey, life goes on.
and sometimes when i fall sick or get short on cash or feel a little cranky i just ask myself if i could pinpoint anything in particular, at all, that i find inately wrong with my life. and i can't find one. not a single one. everything is so easy and satisfying these days. God has been terribly kind and i am ever grateful. nary would i wish for all this joy to fade or go away.
and above all i hope everyone around me is happy, and share this happiness as well. :)
if you're going to fall in love, fall in love with life. nothing is more fulfilling.
Sunday, November 06, 2005
world peace!
sometimes i wish i won't see the things i see. and when i do see it i wish i wouldn't worry like i do now. i wish i didn't care.
but i just want everyone to be happy, naive as it sounds. i really want everyone to be happy cuz its so much easier to be happy when everyone else is. when you know people close or you care for are sad its hard to genuinely feel contented where you stand, no matter how perfect and blissful things are.
i hope everything will be okay.
more than anything else i want everyone to get what they want, and keep it.
and i chose not to don the superwoman suit before and i've faded into the distance long before you knew it. so i can't butt in now, i can't butt in ever. i can only hope for the best for you.
old habits die hard.
sometimes i wish i won't see the things i see. and when i do see it i wish i wouldn't worry like i do now. i wish i didn't care.
but i just want everyone to be happy, naive as it sounds. i really want everyone to be happy cuz its so much easier to be happy when everyone else is. when you know people close or you care for are sad its hard to genuinely feel contented where you stand, no matter how perfect and blissful things are.
i hope everything will be okay.
more than anything else i want everyone to get what they want, and keep it.
and i chose not to don the superwoman suit before and i've faded into the distance long before you knew it. so i can't butt in now, i can't butt in ever. i can only hope for the best for you.
old habits die hard.
and now
cousin's gone back home and now i'm all alone with mum at home. time to start on papers.
every year during hari raya i get an ulcer, a flu and a cough, and occasionally the bonus fever. this year is no different. i'm running quite the temperature and i'm very fascinated by the fact that even my stomach is warm. my cheeks are warm! weird.
banana and maplek came visiting yesterday afternoon. the maplek came with a box of merci chocolates. :)) banana came with... um... an empty stomach. haha.
was fun though, and that did lighten up the mood a little.
watched the liverpool game as well, and they didn't fail me. i SWEAR all they needed was for me to get cable. and now i'm really torn between going liverpool or spain. who shall i choose; gerrard or alonso? next week, in the next episode of the bachelorette. huargh huargh huargh.
funny moment at lunch yesterday:
farhana: eh you never go out with your jc friends?
me: no la... lazy la. i'm breaking out of the vicious cycle. haha.
farhana: haha okay.
me: eh you know right i broke up with hafiz?
maplek: *raises eyebrows*
farhana: hahaha.
me: *looks at suresh* okay what the hell am i saying.
its very nice to still be in awe of your presence even after all this while.
supposed to have visitors today but i told mum i have two papers due monday and tuesday and would keel over and die if i had to entertain guests in my physical state. i was up all night, sleeping sitting up cuz that was the only way to prevent my nose from getting blocked. lots of mucus, and its the icky yellowish one. HAHAHA. let's aaaaaaaaall talk about mucus now, shall we?
i'm craving for some warm barley and HONEY. yea. just honey. i looooove honey. just dip in a spoon and lick. yumyum.
tomorrow i'll be in school to submit a paper, and tuesday i have a pop cult presentation. then all this will be O-V-OVER (yes i am in love with janice dickinson's phrases) and mugging begins. then hopefully the melb trip, or if not then chiang mai. yay! and definitely kl and port dickson to visit the cousins. can't wait!
oh does anyone know why that aston villa dude got the yellow card yesterday? gareth barry in the 13th minute. it was pretty weird. i looked away for a bit then looked back and he was booked. for whaaaaaaat!?!??! soccernet says unsportsmanlike behaviour. -_- elaborate please.
the maplek played his usual sunday game and fortunately today he had no injuries to report. they won 7- 2. and no they're not all that fancy, last week they lost 3- 1. haha. they're weird people. like him. and me. okay. never mind.
again i think the fever is making me delirious. but you all like me delirious don't chaaaaa? cuz that's when i am hiiiiiigh and ramble alot and talk alot of nonsense. like now. :D
i want to have an elephant. like a raja. haha. oh just now me, mum and cousin watched some tv and it was a tamil movie. and all along it showed english subtitles then suddenly it was tamil subtitles.
me: ooooh cuz the people are talking in hindi so the subtitles are in tamil la.
cousin: wah sejak matair ngan india bukan main terrer lagi eh... (wah since you got together with an indian you're so knowledgeable ah)
he also tried to teach me how to say your dick got pinched by a crab and your backside is black in tamil but i kinda forgot. never mind can ask him. haha.
oh in other news farhana likes the maplek! yeah. she says he's probably my best catch yet. i'm getting better at fishing yesiam.
i ought to get going but i so miss typing. sigh. never mind later can type term paper.
wabillahitaufik walhidayah assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh.
cousin's gone back home and now i'm all alone with mum at home. time to start on papers.
every year during hari raya i get an ulcer, a flu and a cough, and occasionally the bonus fever. this year is no different. i'm running quite the temperature and i'm very fascinated by the fact that even my stomach is warm. my cheeks are warm! weird.
banana and maplek came visiting yesterday afternoon. the maplek came with a box of merci chocolates. :)) banana came with... um... an empty stomach. haha.
was fun though, and that did lighten up the mood a little.
watched the liverpool game as well, and they didn't fail me. i SWEAR all they needed was for me to get cable. and now i'm really torn between going liverpool or spain. who shall i choose; gerrard or alonso? next week, in the next episode of the bachelorette. huargh huargh huargh.
funny moment at lunch yesterday:
farhana: eh you never go out with your jc friends?
me: no la... lazy la. i'm breaking out of the vicious cycle. haha.
farhana: haha okay.
me: eh you know right i broke up with hafiz?
maplek: *raises eyebrows*
farhana: hahaha.
me: *looks at suresh* okay what the hell am i saying.
its very nice to still be in awe of your presence even after all this while.
supposed to have visitors today but i told mum i have two papers due monday and tuesday and would keel over and die if i had to entertain guests in my physical state. i was up all night, sleeping sitting up cuz that was the only way to prevent my nose from getting blocked. lots of mucus, and its the icky yellowish one. HAHAHA. let's aaaaaaaaall talk about mucus now, shall we?
i'm craving for some warm barley and HONEY. yea. just honey. i looooove honey. just dip in a spoon and lick. yumyum.
tomorrow i'll be in school to submit a paper, and tuesday i have a pop cult presentation. then all this will be O-V-OVER (yes i am in love with janice dickinson's phrases) and mugging begins. then hopefully the melb trip, or if not then chiang mai. yay! and definitely kl and port dickson to visit the cousins. can't wait!
oh does anyone know why that aston villa dude got the yellow card yesterday? gareth barry in the 13th minute. it was pretty weird. i looked away for a bit then looked back and he was booked. for whaaaaaaat!?!??! soccernet says unsportsmanlike behaviour. -_- elaborate please.
the maplek played his usual sunday game and fortunately today he had no injuries to report. they won 7- 2. and no they're not all that fancy, last week they lost 3- 1. haha. they're weird people. like him. and me. okay. never mind.
again i think the fever is making me delirious. but you all like me delirious don't chaaaaa? cuz that's when i am hiiiiiigh and ramble alot and talk alot of nonsense. like now. :D
i want to have an elephant. like a raja. haha. oh just now me, mum and cousin watched some tv and it was a tamil movie. and all along it showed english subtitles then suddenly it was tamil subtitles.
me: ooooh cuz the people are talking in hindi so the subtitles are in tamil la.
cousin: wah sejak matair ngan india bukan main terrer lagi eh... (wah since you got together with an indian you're so knowledgeable ah)
he also tried to teach me how to say your dick got pinched by a crab and your backside is black in tamil but i kinda forgot. never mind can ask him. haha.
oh in other news farhana likes the maplek! yeah. she says he's probably my best catch yet. i'm getting better at fishing yesiam.
i ought to get going but i so miss typing. sigh. never mind later can type term paper.
wabillahitaufik walhidayah assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh.
Saturday, November 05, 2005
but i'm le tired
stayed up till three with the cousin. now my throat feels like sandpaper.
there's this huge- ass ulcer right underneath my upper lip. every year at hari raya i get an ulcer. and its always damn huge. what a pain.
on a bright note banana is coming at 2 then we're going over to azlinah's. so for that i shall starve myself cuz then i'd get to eat food food food! ok anyway.
there's been a serious lack of visuals on this blog and that is because my digicam has gone bonkers, and it drageed my iPhoto along with it cuz its blanked out too. but the photos are still in the lappie thankfully. but i think its a virus. so i gotta fix both i guess. more things to do. argrhrhrhrhrrgr.
i've got 3 more papers due on 7th, 8th and 16th. then there's the exams. oh woe betides me.
yesterday i met the maplek for pizza! cuz i was so sick of all the malay food already. rich and flavourful yes. but too much too fast. so it was pizza at causeway. had a lunch set meal each. salad, pizza and pepsi. ah. bliss. and it was LUNCH time! lunch! i told him the first thing we have to do when we go out after 2nd nov was have LUNCH. hahaha.
and i did almost do a 'maya' cuz when i woke up my throat was all dry and i thought, "takpe takpe lagi 5 jam (never mind its ok only 5 more hours)." hahaha.
ok i'm hungry already. maybe a small bite while waiting for her won't hurt.
oh and don't mind the really rudimentary and dry entries lately, i'm not exactly in a philosophical mood. just very whiny. :)
stayed up till three with the cousin. now my throat feels like sandpaper.
there's this huge- ass ulcer right underneath my upper lip. every year at hari raya i get an ulcer. and its always damn huge. what a pain.
on a bright note banana is coming at 2 then we're going over to azlinah's. so for that i shall starve myself cuz then i'd get to eat food food food! ok anyway.
there's been a serious lack of visuals on this blog and that is because my digicam has gone bonkers, and it drageed my iPhoto along with it cuz its blanked out too. but the photos are still in the lappie thankfully. but i think its a virus. so i gotta fix both i guess. more things to do. argrhrhrhrhrrgr.
i've got 3 more papers due on 7th, 8th and 16th. then there's the exams. oh woe betides me.
yesterday i met the maplek for pizza! cuz i was so sick of all the malay food already. rich and flavourful yes. but too much too fast. so it was pizza at causeway. had a lunch set meal each. salad, pizza and pepsi. ah. bliss. and it was LUNCH time! lunch! i told him the first thing we have to do when we go out after 2nd nov was have LUNCH. hahaha.
and i did almost do a 'maya' cuz when i woke up my throat was all dry and i thought, "takpe takpe lagi 5 jam (never mind its ok only 5 more hours)." hahaha.
ok i'm hungry already. maybe a small bite while waiting for her won't hurt.
oh and don't mind the really rudimentary and dry entries lately, i'm not exactly in a philosophical mood. just very whiny. :)
Friday, November 04, 2005
did someone say lunch?
meeting the maplek in a bit. yay!
i think we're watching a movie. but he might wanna catch zorro. i don't like zorro! i don't think he does too. he just wanna see catherine zeta- jones. pfffft. boys.
so hari raya came and went. well at least the first day.
every year, i would be the overexcited kid singing hari raya songs non- stop, and gladly cleans the house as long as the radio is playing raya songs cuz it sets the mood and all that.
this year everything just feels... flat. i'm like the deflated hari raya enthusiast balloon.
and nothing could fix that, not even my cousin from port dickson. the other one. the bassist for umbrella. yeap.
but hey i still went out yesterday and ate and smiled and everything else so i guess its all good.
its back to normal life now, with schoolwork to clear and exams to mug for. i'm rather glad about that. this is the life i'm familiar with, that i recognize. that i am able to handle and deal with.
but man i am tired. kids kids, lots and lots of kids. i always believed hari raya is really more for them than anything else. they're the ones who really enjoy all this. and hence if you're a parent then you'd tompang gembira (share the happiness). so ok la. i can rest assured one day this hari raya flatness will end.
oh but what did make me happy was the numerous sms- wishes from friends, the muslims and non- muslims. friends i haven't heard from in a bit, friends of the exes who became mine, things like that. and already i have 3 invites to open houses, all from gan eng seng. hahaha. then maybe i'd have to go in a green and red baju kurung. yeap. that's my school colours. for added festive mood i can even wear a dragon head. haha.
hoookay gotta go now. :) have fun, all of you.
meeting the maplek in a bit. yay!
i think we're watching a movie. but he might wanna catch zorro. i don't like zorro! i don't think he does too. he just wanna see catherine zeta- jones. pfffft. boys.
so hari raya came and went. well at least the first day.
every year, i would be the overexcited kid singing hari raya songs non- stop, and gladly cleans the house as long as the radio is playing raya songs cuz it sets the mood and all that.
this year everything just feels... flat. i'm like the deflated hari raya enthusiast balloon.
and nothing could fix that, not even my cousin from port dickson. the other one. the bassist for umbrella. yeap.
but hey i still went out yesterday and ate and smiled and everything else so i guess its all good.
its back to normal life now, with schoolwork to clear and exams to mug for. i'm rather glad about that. this is the life i'm familiar with, that i recognize. that i am able to handle and deal with.
but man i am tired. kids kids, lots and lots of kids. i always believed hari raya is really more for them than anything else. they're the ones who really enjoy all this. and hence if you're a parent then you'd tompang gembira (share the happiness). so ok la. i can rest assured one day this hari raya flatness will end.
oh but what did make me happy was the numerous sms- wishes from friends, the muslims and non- muslims. friends i haven't heard from in a bit, friends of the exes who became mine, things like that. and already i have 3 invites to open houses, all from gan eng seng. hahaha. then maybe i'd have to go in a green and red baju kurung. yeap. that's my school colours. for added festive mood i can even wear a dragon head. haha.
hoookay gotta go now. :) have fun, all of you.
Thursday, November 03, 2005
minal aidil wal- faizin
just got back from geylang, i got a game to catch.
selamat hari raya, maaf zahir batin, to all friends and readers. :)
just got back from geylang, i got a game to catch.
selamat hari raya, maaf zahir batin, to all friends and readers. :)
Wednesday, November 02, 2005
yeah baby
its a brilliant night for soccer really.
chelsea LOST to real betis by a goal. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHA. ahem yea.
wait not enough.
MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. best team ever? better than the galacticos? lampard best player in the world? hmm hmm hmm?
ISSIIIIIIIIIIT. i don't believe LEI. hah!
orang cakap hari baik bulan baik tak baik dengki- dengki (people say fasting month cannot harbour evil thoughts). so on to other news.
LIVERPOOL WON BY THREE GOALS! wheeeeeeeee. against anderleicht. very beautiful soccer, with just one controversy; sending off of an anderleicht player whose name i can't recall. he was just substituted in and had only played a few minutes, got tackled by sissoko (who is known for some messy tackling at times), didn't get the free kick, got up and ran past sissoko and they bumped into each other, and from what i saw on the replay, said, "fuck you man..." and then bam, red card. err, that danish referee again la. super scary nielsen if i'm not wrong. i think its the same guy who sent beckham off early last month. not too sure. but yea, he's scary la.
first one by morientes, a beautiful one from outside the box. luis garcia with a gorgeous header. then cisse with a powerful ram in to seal the deal. yum- my.
i don't know which to be happier about, chelsea's loss or liverpool's win. this plus man u's trashing (i'm so sorry my dear maplek, its the team, not you) and liverpool's earlier win in the EPL,
things are looking up.
so yes school tomorrow, look out for the girl in the bandung- pink baju kurung. i'm up for snapshots too. i'll gladly be anyone's hari raya mascot. yesyes i decided not to be the grinch just for tomorrow.
see its a good thing liverpool won.
one day i'll watch a live match there at anfield itself. be part of the Kop. now that's a dream.
ahh perfect. rain. time to sleep now. good night!
its a brilliant night for soccer really.
chelsea LOST to real betis by a goal. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHA. ahem yea.
wait not enough.
MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. best team ever? better than the galacticos? lampard best player in the world? hmm hmm hmm?
ISSIIIIIIIIIIT. i don't believe LEI. hah!
orang cakap hari baik bulan baik tak baik dengki- dengki (people say fasting month cannot harbour evil thoughts). so on to other news.
LIVERPOOL WON BY THREE GOALS! wheeeeeeeee. against anderleicht. very beautiful soccer, with just one controversy; sending off of an anderleicht player whose name i can't recall. he was just substituted in and had only played a few minutes, got tackled by sissoko (who is known for some messy tackling at times), didn't get the free kick, got up and ran past sissoko and they bumped into each other, and from what i saw on the replay, said, "fuck you man..." and then bam, red card. err, that danish referee again la. super scary nielsen if i'm not wrong. i think its the same guy who sent beckham off early last month. not too sure. but yea, he's scary la.
first one by morientes, a beautiful one from outside the box. luis garcia with a gorgeous header. then cisse with a powerful ram in to seal the deal. yum- my.
i don't know which to be happier about, chelsea's loss or liverpool's win. this plus man u's trashing (i'm so sorry my dear maplek, its the team, not you) and liverpool's earlier win in the EPL,
things are looking up.
so yes school tomorrow, look out for the girl in the bandung- pink baju kurung. i'm up for snapshots too. i'll gladly be anyone's hari raya mascot. yesyes i decided not to be the grinch just for tomorrow.
see its a good thing liverpool won.
one day i'll watch a live match there at anfield itself. be part of the Kop. now that's a dream.
ahh perfect. rain. time to sleep now. good night!
Tuesday, November 01, 2005
seems to me, can't turn back the hands of time
bloody hot day innit? drove me nearly half mad.
slogged over my medic paper which is almost done. i really should stop taking such dry modules at the risk of terminal brain damage.
so that was my deepavali. paper, tv, paper, dinner, clean room, paper. nyehhh.
not like i expected much mind you, but its two days to raya. i wish i could get at least a little excited, then all this spring- cleaning and kecoh- mecoh wouldn't seem so pointless.
i'm like the scrooge of hari raya. or the grinch who stole aidilfitri.
and due to all this negative energy it totally slipped my mind that today is also the birthday of my best friend of 7 YEARS! HOW COULD I!!!!!!!! i know. atrocious. shame on you fiza.
so banana dearest, i hope it was a blast and i apologize for such a lembab wish. i promise i will make it up to you la. when i have the money. hahaha.
the oldest best friend and the grinch.
tomorrow is school. and paper submission. and a consultation with my prof for the wretched project due mid- november. bloody hell. and i haven't even started revision!
will any tall, rich, smart and handsome come save me? i should just get married and live off my rich husband. mwahahaha.
now now aren't we dreaming big tonight.
sighhhhhhh. back to the room. nehneh laaaaa. i don't waaaaaaant to celebrate. there's nothing to be happy about!
DIE all you happy people, DIE.
ironic, seeing how i'm perpetually happy but NO! i am not happy about this festivities.
humph.
bloody hot day innit? drove me nearly half mad.
slogged over my medic paper which is almost done. i really should stop taking such dry modules at the risk of terminal brain damage.
so that was my deepavali. paper, tv, paper, dinner, clean room, paper. nyehhh.
not like i expected much mind you, but its two days to raya. i wish i could get at least a little excited, then all this spring- cleaning and kecoh- mecoh wouldn't seem so pointless.
i'm like the scrooge of hari raya. or the grinch who stole aidilfitri.
and due to all this negative energy it totally slipped my mind that today is also the birthday of my best friend of 7 YEARS! HOW COULD I!!!!!!!! i know. atrocious. shame on you fiza.
so banana dearest, i hope it was a blast and i apologize for such a lembab wish. i promise i will make it up to you la. when i have the money. hahaha.
the oldest best friend and the grinch.
tomorrow is school. and paper submission. and a consultation with my prof for the wretched project due mid- november. bloody hell. and i haven't even started revision!
will any tall, rich, smart and handsome come save me? i should just get married and live off my rich husband. mwahahaha.
now now aren't we dreaming big tonight.
sighhhhhhh. back to the room. nehneh laaaaa. i don't waaaaaaant to celebrate. there's nothing to be happy about!
DIE all you happy people, DIE.
ironic, seeing how i'm perpetually happy but NO! i am not happy about this festivities.
humph.
windy nights
its been a loooooooooooong, long, day.
first up was school, lectures, then bugis with the boy to kill some time, then geylang for dinner. then took the cookies from a relative's place. then hana texted me that she was in geylang. leaving. and so were me and mum. so we met up. and ended up at her mum's stall in TAMPINES. eating alot of food. all good btw, i never ate so much in a DAY.
in school i self- invited myself to dizzie's wedding, by alluring him with the very tempting offer of silat- ing at his wedding in a kebaya. and he said i'm very tak snonoh (improper). cuz even tun timah (some old female warrior; the malay amazon woman la konon) wore pants. !!!!!!!! tun timah wore pants cuz p. ramlee asked her too! never mind. the closer i get to raya the more cultural appreciation. very good.
got home and tried the white punjab suit bought at the bazaar. cheap too. now i look more yindian. oh blimey. and i think i can do the head wobble thing pretty well. suresh is damn pro ah! that side- to- side head wobble thing. one day must take video show you. its cool shit man. anyway as i told my mum the white punjab suit is very nice and all but when i wear it plain i.e. no make- up and accessories i look very achi rempah, like a decent (HAH!) indian village girl who sits in the kitchen all day and helps her mum make chapati. uhm.
HAPPY DEEPAVALI ONE AND ALL!
before i forgot, yes. first thing at midnight, text the boy; HAPPY DEEPAVALI! haha. so fun. i dunno why but it is. and he's catching up on the racist jokes.
at bugis there was a malay couple openly sucking each other's mouths. in front of starbucks. suresh saw them first and went, "eh, not fasting ah?" hahaha. then the table next to us made funy faces. and they went for a full 20 minutes. pretty gross show actually, since they were both about 15. really gross. i've never seen so much saliva exchanged in public, except maybe for that time when i went to the zoo and there were elephants and... you know what i mean.
i think they finally realized starbucks customers weren't comfortable with their presence and started to leave. once they stood up i started clapping. and i was the only one doing that (ok duh). the boy asked why. "show finish must clap what. maybe can ask for encore."
its damn embarassing that a non- muslim knows more about the fasting month than the two kids. and right after they left the same spot was taken by two malay men in their 20s, puffing away. then they left, and a couple came, both smoking, and gladly taking up the free samples of coffee given by starbucks baristas. time check? 5.35 p.m. puasa half- day kot...
anyway i cut my thumb on a thumbtack (yes i know oh the irony) while making my home project last night. so i was showing him the cut, and how i can see my flesh and how its red with blood and how fascinating that was and he asked if the flesh was white i said no and he went, "ooh. infection."
-___________________-
so he looked at it la, macam ye- ye, and then said ya its infected.
so later when i was happily picking on the table he pulled my hand away and in so doing touched my thumb. "ehhh don't touch! infection!" and the idiot went,
"why? cuz i'm indian right? i'm dirty so i touch will get infected la uh?"
HAHAHAHA WADEFUG. he came up with that by himself. not bad la. i'm impressed.
"ya la you indian. smelly! bau kari. eeeeeeei."
"ya ya then who ask you get indian boyfriend?"
then orhhhhhh stumped. cannot answer. hahaha. dammit.
more racist jokes abound when hana, me, my mum, her mum and her aunt had dinner pt. II at tampines. majority contributed by hafiz her brother of course. BIGOTS all of you, BIGOTS! haha.
tomorrow i have to do 3 things; well 3 very important must do or die things; 1. FINISH MEDIC PAPER (UGH UGH UGH), 2. COLLECT KUIH (LAZY!) and 3. CLEAN MY ROOM. or my mum has threatened to humban everything, in other words, throw everything out. and its quite a predicament really, sometimes i think throwing things is easier than cleaning it up. hahaha.
have i already wished you all a happy deepavali? never mind wish again.
HAPPY DEEPAVALI!
ish i think i'm more enthusiastic about deepavali than hari raya.
HAHAHAHAHA. but aku adalah perempuan melayu terakhir. how? KAREVELEI KAREVELEI!
its been a loooooooooooong, long, day.
first up was school, lectures, then bugis with the boy to kill some time, then geylang for dinner. then took the cookies from a relative's place. then hana texted me that she was in geylang. leaving. and so were me and mum. so we met up. and ended up at her mum's stall in TAMPINES. eating alot of food. all good btw, i never ate so much in a DAY.
in school i self- invited myself to dizzie's wedding, by alluring him with the very tempting offer of silat- ing at his wedding in a kebaya. and he said i'm very tak snonoh (improper). cuz even tun timah (some old female warrior; the malay amazon woman la konon) wore pants. !!!!!!!! tun timah wore pants cuz p. ramlee asked her too! never mind. the closer i get to raya the more cultural appreciation. very good.
got home and tried the white punjab suit bought at the bazaar. cheap too. now i look more yindian. oh blimey. and i think i can do the head wobble thing pretty well. suresh is damn pro ah! that side- to- side head wobble thing. one day must take video show you. its cool shit man. anyway as i told my mum the white punjab suit is very nice and all but when i wear it plain i.e. no make- up and accessories i look very achi rempah, like a decent (HAH!) indian village girl who sits in the kitchen all day and helps her mum make chapati. uhm.
HAPPY DEEPAVALI ONE AND ALL!
before i forgot, yes. first thing at midnight, text the boy; HAPPY DEEPAVALI! haha. so fun. i dunno why but it is. and he's catching up on the racist jokes.
at bugis there was a malay couple openly sucking each other's mouths. in front of starbucks. suresh saw them first and went, "eh, not fasting ah?" hahaha. then the table next to us made funy faces. and they went for a full 20 minutes. pretty gross show actually, since they were both about 15. really gross. i've never seen so much saliva exchanged in public, except maybe for that time when i went to the zoo and there were elephants and... you know what i mean.
i think they finally realized starbucks customers weren't comfortable with their presence and started to leave. once they stood up i started clapping. and i was the only one doing that (ok duh). the boy asked why. "show finish must clap what. maybe can ask for encore."
its damn embarassing that a non- muslim knows more about the fasting month than the two kids. and right after they left the same spot was taken by two malay men in their 20s, puffing away. then they left, and a couple came, both smoking, and gladly taking up the free samples of coffee given by starbucks baristas. time check? 5.35 p.m. puasa half- day kot...
anyway i cut my thumb on a thumbtack (yes i know oh the irony) while making my home project last night. so i was showing him the cut, and how i can see my flesh and how its red with blood and how fascinating that was and he asked if the flesh was white i said no and he went, "ooh. infection."
-___________________-
so he looked at it la, macam ye- ye, and then said ya its infected.
so later when i was happily picking on the table he pulled my hand away and in so doing touched my thumb. "ehhh don't touch! infection!" and the idiot went,
"why? cuz i'm indian right? i'm dirty so i touch will get infected la uh?"
HAHAHAHA WADEFUG. he came up with that by himself. not bad la. i'm impressed.
"ya la you indian. smelly! bau kari. eeeeeeei."
"ya ya then who ask you get indian boyfriend?"
then orhhhhhh stumped. cannot answer. hahaha. dammit.
more racist jokes abound when hana, me, my mum, her mum and her aunt had dinner pt. II at tampines. majority contributed by hafiz her brother of course. BIGOTS all of you, BIGOTS! haha.
tomorrow i have to do 3 things; well 3 very important must do or die things; 1. FINISH MEDIC PAPER (UGH UGH UGH), 2. COLLECT KUIH (LAZY!) and 3. CLEAN MY ROOM. or my mum has threatened to humban everything, in other words, throw everything out. and its quite a predicament really, sometimes i think throwing things is easier than cleaning it up. hahaha.
have i already wished you all a happy deepavali? never mind wish again.
HAPPY DEEPAVALI!
ish i think i'm more enthusiastic about deepavali than hari raya.
HAHAHAHAHA. but aku adalah perempuan melayu terakhir. how? KAREVELEI KAREVELEI!