that place.

Rising from the ashes...

2012-01-13T03:19:00.006+08:00

... is a dragon, not a phoenix.

Soo... missed me?
I have.

Am in the midst of finals and surprise, surprise, here I am after a 7 month long hiatus. Why is it that we get distracted so easily when there are important things to do? Well I was flipping through my bookmarks and landed myself at this here place...

And *poof*, that's an entire hour gone.
Sigh, why am I such a joy to read?

So in light of my little trip down memory lane ( or erratic time travel more like, at the rate I was jumping back and forth between posts ) I have decided that... heck, this is too good of a space to leave dead. Even if nobody reads this anymore, I know that futurexinli would thank me for reminding her of the good times we had.

However, I have nothing of importance to say so that's all folks!

I will see you again sometime next week, maybe probably hopefully definitely =)

P.s. If you are a long time reader and punctuation nazi, you would realize that this post is all properly capitalized and everything... which was something I almost never did. And * trumpets *, this is because I'm blogging from my smartphone like a boss even though my laptop is less than a meter away. What can I say, the chicken shit is still relatively warm.

Now I just need to figure out how to align my random-phrase-sign-off to the middle like old times...

- mata kerbau -

twas the night before…

2011-05-12T02:30:00.001+08:00

SpecialityPharmaceuticalDosageFormDesign finals,
when all through the house,
not a creature was stirring, not even a louse.
the designs were crammed in my cranium with care,
in hopes that hours later i would not despair.

but wait, listen now… what is that i hear?
knock-knock on my door; scratching so clear!
heart aflutter and stricken, i muster, “who’s there?”
“mantis!” it cries, a voice full of flair.
curiousity piked, “mantis who?” i implore.
to which it replied,

…

“man, tis a bloody hot day to explore!”

true story.

(except, you know, the part where anyone actually talks.)

bwahahhahahaha. IMPRESSED OR WHAT??!!!
okay fine, i took hell of a long time to come up with that because i pretty much suck at rhyming.

so…

finals are over.

here i am, squinting a little giddily at the screen because my lappy just came back from the service centre and i have gotten so used to the humongous display that is my sister’s spare toshiba that everything seems so teensy in the 13” i am staring at.

… still, psyched that my baby is back. with a functional webcam and fingerprint enroller no less!

this blog post started out as an excuse to show off my virgin attempt at cinemagraphs. if you actually READ my blog (because i know there are people who scroll through without: you don’t know what you’re missing!!!), you would know how much i love gifs.

soooo excited to finally try it but the only video that was steady enough was the one i took a couple of days ago of a praying mantis who crawled under my door and proceeded to punish me (for filming without consent) by way of taking flight mere inches from my face with a terrorising buzz and landing on my bare arm AND THEN REFUSING TO GET OFF. FML.

yeah i know, i deserved it.

hype + freedom (FINALLY) + lack of footage = dramatic mantis

i think i did pretty good with the digital enhancements and whatnot, considering the fact that original footage looked like this :

yeah, i know right… I AM SO BLOODY AMAZING.

i know you want to see it again,
so i will save you the trouble of scrolling back up.

… or you could. i heard there’s a pretty awesome poem up there.

- say what?? -

you’ve got mail

2011-03-21T03:54:00.001+08:00

this started out as a semi-whiny post about how incredibly swamped i am ~~was~~ am ~~was~~… (nevermind), and the immense amount of bad luck i seem to be attracting left and right when i realised i might be becoming one of those people who can’t stop whining about every little thing in their lives as if anybody cares.

…and while i may be that person, you have no reason to be subjected to such.

ah, how thoughtful i am… =D

so here i am, in my little forcefield of denial i so lovingly call home, taking a much-needed breather. (admittedly, i might have taken that excuse and run with it as if chased by jaguars *shrugs*)

heh, and now i’ve forgotten what i was going to say in the first place so here’s a something shoddy that i slapped together out of sheer refusal to deal with reality while in the vicinity of seremban.

all the lovely postcards all the lovely people have sent me ♥
they make my day every time i revisit them =D

nothing warms the cockles of my heart like knowing someone actually took the time off their holiday to buy a postcard and go out of their way to hunt down a postbox in a foreign country when they could have been eating macaroons in a sidewalk cafe in paris or trying their hand at whittling clogs in holland. (just speculating. i have no idea what one does in those places on account of never being there. sadface.)

oh, and the random ones with no occasion? well those are just LOVE ♥

there’s something about handwritten mail that’s just so wonderful.
*absent-mindedly strokes pile of cards* i’m not trying to be creepy but i do love getting mail =D my only gripe is that i am almost never home when the mail arrives so i don’t get the kick out of opening the mailbox and finding mail for me =(

snail mail over email any day!
(well at least until i start getting billed)

- got mail? -

living with a kleptomaniac

2011-02-19T12:58:00.001+08:00

if you’ve spoken to me recently, you’ve heard my aggravated account.

hell, plh has probably heard it five times over.
(she has a knack for just happening to be there all the time.)

…but for the benefit of those who haven’t heard yet and futurexinli, here’s my umpteenth rant.

it was taxing.

from unconfirmed suspicions, to hesitant plans to evict, to criminal evidence, to full on FU eviction.

…

long story short, i’ve been living with a thief for about a month and a half.

bitch stole about 700 bucks in total from my housemates and i… not including the unaccounted (i should really keep track of how much i have in my wallet)and miscellaneous items like detergent, shower foam and jam.

yes wtf, JAM.

seriously.

why do people like these exist at all? tell me.

to think that i actually spoke up for her and gave her the benefit of the doubt when the rest of my housemates wanted to throw her out.

gah.

in any case, she got busted in a spur-of-the-moment investigative stunt i pulled involving a hidden camera and an intentionally long shower at two in the morning.

guess watching too much tv proves to be useful at some point in your life. *shrugs* (how else would i be able to quote spock and identify hypnic jerks?)

i usually refrain from name-calling unless it is in an affectionate context, but THAT FUCKING BITCH CROSSED THE LINE. camera revealed that the fucker not only took money from my purse, she ransacked my room and zy’s drawers all while i was in the shower mere metres away. THE AUDACITY. and all this shit had to happen around two tests (what?! so i’m a nerd. tests matter to me.)

WELL, FUCK YOU BITCH.
it tickles me that you were busted over a measly 10 ringgit note.

in a rather dramatic scene, we had security throw the bitch and all her crap out on a stormy night with an IOU in tow. i can’t decide which was more outrageous; that she could look at her own face in the incriminating video stills and still be able to cry a shrill “that’s not me!” or the fact that she expected us to let her stay on until the end of the month after being found out.

well there’s a retard if i ever saw one.
if anything, she should be thankful we didn’t take it to the police.

…on hindsight, i kind of regret not doing so. *vengeful* but i suppose that’s her whole future we’d be wrecking.

maybe she deserves it.
maybe i can rise above.
maybe she’s drawn out the psycho-bitch in me.
maybe everyone deserves a second chance.
maybe i don’t give a fuck.

it is somehow disturbing that she might go about her life; friends and acquaintances oblivious to the shit she has done and is capable of. it infuriates me that she can spurn out some self-righteous bullshit on an fb post when she’s morally challenged enough to consistently steal without so much as a sliver of a conscience. (no, i’m not her fb friend. yeah i know, i told you she’s drawn out the psycho-stalkerbitch in me. am i crazy for ~~having an urge to slap her newly-changed grinning profilepic face~~ being a tad obsessed??)

i am thoroughly disgusted.
at her.
and how i let her affect me.

you may find it a little contradictory to my general disposition but i do in fact believe the best in people. *did. in light of recent events (this and something prior which was equally bizarre and dramatic), i am probably going to be a bigger cynic than i already am. yay.

listening to my housemates lament about the entire debacle, i realised the impact of this fucked up crap stretches beyond our monetary loss and psychological distress. not only has it waivered my trust in people in general, it upsets me that what she did only served to cement stigmatic racial stereotypes. bleargh.

i had half a mind to post the incriminating stills/video here or worse yet, on facebook. but it just doesn’t sit right, i don’t know why…

well she had better pay up what she owes us or so help me i will.

entirely justifiable really; it’s a small world. she graduated from a nearby uni, works in pj. she’ll get recognised at some point by friends of friends and lose all the credibility and dignity she doesn’t deserve.
*throws head back in sadistic laughter*

so boys and girls,
be wary, eat your vegetables and second-guess everything people say or do.

a public service announcement brought to you by…

- TheBitterCynic -

bali: day four

2011-01-19T19:23:00.001+08:00

OKAY LAST BALI POST.
crazy long though. bear with me.

getting a little bored of pancakes, mee goreng and toast by now.

the price to pay for honey on your pancakes?

getting assaulted by bees left and right.
even the bees in bali are pushy…

okayy i don’t even know why we came here (GWK).
looks like some kinda set of roman ruins eh?
*dehhhhk* it’s an abandoned shopping mall.

trying to do that touristy thing where you copy the statue’s pose.
after zin tried to direct this shot for about one whole minute (“your hand… nonono, your leg must bend…”), i figured screw this and let him show us how to do it.

fair enough.
you don’t feel all that disrespectful and blasphemous when the whole setting is so damn commercialised. you’ll see what i mean later.

among the attractions are…

a hundred vaginas???

what the… (in the even that you are blind, see fourth icon)
i tried to google it to no avail. do they steam up your vagina with aromatherapy oils???

amusing part of the lore chiselled on stone.
i supposed with the amount of words like Swargaloka in the story, you tend to overlook the red squiggly lines.

looks promising.
i say if you need a big old doorway carved out of stone and a set of horror mansion gates for a lotus pond, it has got to be something else.

TADAAAAAAA
note to self: ini baju tak boleh pakai.

LOTUS POND!!!!

i was right. it IS something else. entirely.

they have atv rides, flying foxes and rock climbing but we were too early and on a tight tight schedule in order to fit in my much awaited beach-bum activities back at legian. who knew, it wouldn’t matter anyway because that tiny slot we left empty would be filled with rain. *bitter*

pretending to play the whatchamacallit.

okay history lesson time.

this whole GWK business is freakin commercialised because it’s a private cultural park of sorts.
GWK (Garuda Wisnu Kencana) has an amphitheatre and holds events like concerts in the Lotus Pond (talk about a misleading name).

so basically it was supposed to be a “146 meter gold plated Vishnu riding Garuda on top of an 11 storey entertainment complex.” but how does that come in with the whole rule that no building in bali should surpass the height of a coconut tree in it’s 15 meter glory?? (that comes up to about 5 storeys but the tallest buildings i’ve seen are 3 storeys at most.)

i don’t exactly know. by the looks of it, they’ve stopped construction. maybe it doesn’t matter because it’s a statue?

but “religious authorities on the island complained that its massive size might disrupt the spiritual balance of the island, and that its commercial nature was inappropriate.”-wiki

currently it’s just bits and pieces of the statues floating around. three to be exact.

garuda’s head.
a fearsome bird creature which double-crossed some serpents so he could eat them up and stole an elixir of immortality from a bunch of gods to release his mother from being a slave to her sister. why was she enslaved to her own sister? oh, they bet on the colour of a horse’s tail and she lost. that’s all.

the armless torso of wisnu looks slyly upon you.
dude promised garuda immortality so that he would get to ride on his back and look totally badass.
up high, wisnu!

wisnu’s arms.
i’m guessing he’d lick that shit off his right finger but his torso is about a kilometer away.

what the whole deal is supposed to look like.
if i offered you the gift of immortality, would you deign to let me ride on your back?
hmm?

this place could be pretty amazing at sundown.

“yerrr liiii… did you just pick that up off the floor??”
”whaaat?? it’s pretty!!!”

zin and ywk got all excited and bought a cup.

too bad we didn’t get the green straw or it would be a spitting image of starbucks.

am wiping mud off her leg. hahaahahahahhaha.
this is the umpteenth time she has stood in mud during our four days in bali.

when life gives you statues, you imitate.

(btw, i have no idea where kencana comes in)

ULUWATU to see the temple built on the edge of a cliff.
plh’s hair is all curly and sexehh because a sign outside said beware of monkeys and advised against having hair tied up to avoid getting yanked on by the little beasts. we managed to spot a grand total of zero monkeys.

purple satin pageant.

locals on their way to prayers at the temple.

cliff of monstrous proportions that we saw after marching up to one end of the walkway. the waves are mad vicious (if you fell off, you’d be beaten into pulp in no time.)
then we got all snap-happy going “oh wowww, cliff temple!!”

but then we decided to march on to the other end towards the temple and realised it was actually on the other side where we were standing before *malu*

woops.

loads of locals in pretty kebayas with food offerings perched atop their heads.
i think there were some sort of festivities going on…

blur, happy, blasé, coy, stood on more mud? (note upraised toes)

i was taking a video of all the hubbub panning across the clearing and this man must’ve though i was trying to take a picture of them because then he beckoned, that we may take a picture with his family. <3

sitting down to nom what was previously on their heads.

harvest charm totem.

and then we spotted a crowd of angmos squatting over these two tanks of colourful shells.
could they be…

ALIVE?

yes of course. colourful novelty pets in cute housing comes in the form of hermit crabs as well as chicks.
i mean, who wouldn’t want a couple of creepy faces moving about in a plastic box??
it’s a no brainer.

best temple yet!
because there were actual locals praying there and not entirely swarmed by tourists, it felt the most… (tip of my tongue… bleh i give up).

next stop, DREAMLAND. popsicle break!

the guys were hoping for topless chicks sunbathing but the place was ridden with locals and everyone had their bikinis on. heh.

i wasn’t all that bummed though…
some things make up for it. like …

surferrrsss!!

bikini babesss!!!

white horses!!!

sea-foam~

SEAFOAM~!!!
(faster scroll down before you get dizzy!)

*SWOON*

sorry, am a sucker for beautiful beaches. *stupid grin*

dreamland is a little different from legian/kuta because it’s ensconced by cliffs all around.
limestone?? i don’t know.

psyched!!!

trying to take pretty vacation pictures but the waves are strong and unpredictable.
one minute they could foam a good 5 metres away and the next…

they could engulf you. LOLOLOL
here she is, looking all serene without the slightest flinch.
not because am is unafraid of the ocean,

she just took a little while to react =D

all in good fun!

so worth the briney locks <3
(my shirt is not on backwards. that is the way it is! honest. not even trying to be sarcastic or anything.)

all five of the girls!

ywk and ams with their skirts and pants all wet. nyahaha.

survivors of Oceanic Flight 815.

hahah zy on the far right being very afraid of the sun.

SUI!!!! siap dengan crow’s feet lagi =D

with that we left dreamland which wasn’t at all dreamy or had much land.
(omg looking at all these beachy pictures is getting me all psyched for langkawi.)

so this is lunch.
our last attempt at indonesian food : nasi padang.
(tengok pun tau this is going to be a total rip-off.)
nasi padang is essentially halal food. hence, equates to malay food.
no wait, scratch that. malaysian malay food is a bajillion times better. this was not only sub-par, it was actually bad. (and it cost a bomb.)

post-lunch activities included tonnes of shopping. mostly done by the boys who bought a couple pairs of sneakers because they were dirt cheap. after that we went back to the hotel and changed so we could bum at the beach but then it started raining… oh wait, you know that story.

so then we went to get massages instead. =( sadface because our massage was totally mehh, even the cheaplak place we went to on our first day was better. plus they kept lying to us wtf is this rubbish. plh and am went to a different one which was fabbbbb T.T lucky girls.

dinner!!!!
clearly western.

hahahahahha. awesome pizza!!!
sorry bali, but your food is no good.

the insanely grand piña colada and i.
have you ever drank a piña colada that’s more expensive than a steak? I HAVE! lol
it was good. i’ll give you that. and i don’t even like piña coladas.

everyone satiated and super happy with the meal (because it wasn’t local food *pulls face*)

okay last picture. kintamani?
i actually like this view from the plane better than the one we drove 2 hours up to see.

SO…

in a nutty nutshell, i didn’t enjoy bali very much. geographically, i LOVE it. it’s a beautiful place.
i just didn’t like getting ripped off at every turn and the general way things are there. it’s a far cry from the earnest hospitality i found in bangkok. that, and the fact that i didn’t get to enjoy the beach as much as i had hoped.

it was, however, a great experience.

lessons from bali:

not to take things for granted.
do EXTENSIVE research before going anywhere.
i can be a cranky killjoy sometimes (i too am sorry for the prosperity pot debacle). am working on it =)
don’t count on the weather.

and most significantly of all…
it turns out i don’t like looking at temples.

i used to have this grand idea that i wanted to see the world, starting from south east asia. maybe backpack, experience the wonder that is angkor wat, the borobudur… you know, that sort of thing.

i change my mind.

no more temples. it is lost on me.

kay, i lied. that was the second last picture.
i don’t care if this effs up in your browser, i’m still gonna post it in the original size =)

would i ever go back to bali?

maybe.
make like the angmos and stick to the beaches.
with the exception of white water rafting. i’d do that again anytime.

- popme -

bali: day three

2011-01-16T20:51:00.001+08:00

second day of pancakes =)

a wet start to a wet day =(

i’ve decided i only like the rain when i’m all warm and cuddled up beneath my duvet with a book…
preferably propped up with a minimum of two fluffy pillows. and fresh sheets. and chocolate. After Eights.
mildly endearing? *hopeful*

first stop, Goa Gajah.
the driver/tour guide was strangely insistent on us coming to this place because it was supposed to be all historical and meaningful and rich with culture…
to that, i say, “uhhh… o--kay.”

now i’m usually all for historical and meaningful and rich with culture, but at this point i was a tad resentful of the tour guide because he kept making multiple excuses (has lost its charm, likely all booked out, huuuge traffic jam there) when we said we wanted to eat at the fehmes Bebek Bengil.
the Dirty Duck (and you know how i love duck) is a lovely place everyone gushes about upon return from bali. how can we not eat there?? on the way to goa gajah (if i remember correctly) we passed a sign that said ‘Bebek Bengil, 800m’ and an arrow to the right.

we turned left.

there was no traffic jam at all on the way there and when we pointed out the signage, he said they were probably all booked out. couldn’t we have made a tiny detour just to check?? mind you, this wasn’t the first time we brought up the duck. aish.

ywk at the foot of slippery stairs… stairs he traversed down on his bum. it was a comic moment.
hey, not everyone gets to bump down more than six steps on your ass the first day of the year.
lok dei hoi fa, fu guai weng wah, they say. (wait, did i get that right??)

the temple guide, a serious zin sporting a horribly manly brollie and a pitiful ywk rubbing his sore ass.

there are a bunch of guides dressed in exotic traditional garb lumbering around trying to get tourists to hire them for a temple tour. after some bartering, the boys figured “hey, why not?”

i don’t know if it’s just me and the fact that i still remember part of my hindu-buddism Sejarah chapters, but i found him freaking long-winded and he came across as a little condescending with his “faham??”s like we’re retarded or something. but yea, we only got about 20% of what he was saying due to his shitty english but nodded along anyway to avoid him repeating himself.

i know, i know. i am impatient like that.

all of us outside the cave which gave this temple it’s name.
basically the original temple is buried god knows how deep. repercussions of an earthquake. (i’d give you the date but he was mumbling). now you would imagine the cave to be awe-inspiring from the looks of the menacing relief exterior… perhaps the tiny shaft of a tunnel leads one towards a great cavern, dimly lit by flickering lights… great stone sculptures to behold. the stuff of indiana jones. lol

tadaaa!

but nah, this is about it. plh took this picture from the middle of the ~~cavern~~ hole in the stone so i guess if you multiply by two, you would get a pretty accurate idea of the size of that place.

three lousy stone statues and 8 holes about the size of a kitchen counter gouged into the cave (for monks to sit in an meditate).
talk about a let down. forgive my flippancy but i won’t lie. i felt ripped off.

pretty prayer pole thing scattered all throughout bali.
every family puts one up somewhere to improve their harvest/prosperity.

pretty, mossy wall.

the magical garden with a bridge that helps you across the Elephant River. belongs in a fairytale.
everybody was super careful with the steps, not wanting to roll down like our dear ywk =)

zy with her matching umbrella =)

one of the prayer trays put out daily in every nook and corner; from shopping mall cashiers to the edge of cliffs.

freaky looking kites sold outside the ~~temple~~ ~~cave~~ ~~temple~~ tourist attraction. no tree would dare eat one of these.

going up towards the kintamani.

a volcano!!!
okay for some reason all of us thought that when people said they went to see the volcano, it meant actually being on the volcano itself. like you know, since it was inactive and all, you could actually hike up and look into the cavernous hole like they do in cartoons and x-men origins: wolverine. no wait, that was a silo. silly me.

it actually means you drive 2 hours up to the nearest hilltop to look upon said volcano.
i suppose it is prettier from a distance.

at our next touristy restaurant where they charge exorbitant prices for shit food.
seriously, you have not tasted shit food until you have been to…uh… dunno what this restaurant’s name is.
Rp 100 000 or around RM35 for crap service and a buffet consisting of no water and food unworthy of the shittiest mamak i have eaten at in malaysia… and i have eaten at shit mamaks, i assure you.

saving grace? big glass panels with a view of the volcano.

a huge chunk of mist blew over the tip so it just looks like a regular mountain now =(

but that lake sure is pretty! =)

the gang and the glass panels. it’s chilly up there.

AND windy too!!! macam genting, only with better scenery.

next stop, to look at paddy hills!
all lush and greeeeeeeeeeen <3
they would be greener still if the paddy were actually growing. lol

another pretty prayer tray.

teeny tiny huts where you can sip coffee at.
i really like the idea of sipping coffee… if only i actually liked coffee =(

the coffee huts and i.

plh and am

moreee pretty prayer trays <3
the balinese are very spiritual.

hahahahahah love this candid.

pushy vendors ehverreewheree.

pinnochio puppets! <3

getting into tanah lot after a frightful jam.
…a crawl so slow, we took to discussing everything outside from the fact that the roadside stalls sold c1000 lemon to what condiments the locals were adding into their noodles.

we even started to hypothesise possible methods for colouring the chicks so.

while i am disgusted that they should subject the chicks to such, one can’t help but be amused by little lumps of colour scuffling around and over each other.

it was also then that we learnt from the tour guide that one should never try their luck at roadside stalls selling bakso. apparently what they claim are porkballs could very well be ratballs =S

with ky and ywk at the gates to tanah lot.

people mountain people sea =S
i’m surprised nobody got swept away by the rising tide at the rate the people where crowding.

took us ages wiggling between the immense crowd to get this shot.
you can’t really tell but there’s a toddler and his dad perched precariously on the cliff behind us =S

but then we realised we could pay about rm7 for a (shit) coconut (dude, seriously i am not kidding when i say it is shit) and get seats with an unobstructed view of the mystical temple.

and get shots like this.

more self-obsessed than i care to admit.

is it twisted that i’m more fascinated by the waves than the temple itself?
i mean, the temple is impressive and all but my fascination lasts about five minutes. maybe temples really aren’t my thing… i’m more taken by… say…

chickens scampering around in the oddest of places.

okay last one.

dinner for the night in a restaurant near our hotel.
having lost all hope for good indonesian food in bali, we opted for western… which was surprisingly cheap compared to their local delicacies. you can get a decent steak for about rm20++ imagine that. if we had to stay any longer, i suspect we would survive solely on western food and fruit juices. scrap that whole experience the culture, eat their food nonsense. haha.

abrupt end.

- glisten -

bali: day two

2011-01-11T18:55:00.001+08:00

rise and shine at 7am.
couldn’t really blow my hair into any semblance of style on account of the plugpoint having short-circuited the night before, taking out the porchlight and dresser light together with it. twice. =(

what the view is like at breakfast, much too early for the congregation of sunbathers.
had a mound of pancakes and mee goreng =)

clambering up into the van where we would eventually spend most of our time in bali =(

after driving past an endless array of temple-like buildings…

and paddy field after paddy field,

we finally arrived at the… er… some place in ubud where they have elephant/atv rides and whitewater rafting.

ohai ai is a tourist and dis isn’t even a landmark.

as luck would have it, we missed the first batch of rafting or something and had to wait for a couple of hours for the next one so back into the van we went.

not especially ecstatic about it but frowns aren’t a good look on me.

yet more extravagant statues, coloured chicks and odd contraptions later, we arrived at the warung where we would nom the infamous BABI GULING.

one of the said impressive statues.

coloured chicks.
why yes, those little colourful balls in that vendor’s pushcart are in fact LIVE chicks. they also offer housing with colourful lids to go along with the whole rainbow theme… and yes, those obnoxiously shiny horns hanging next to the chicks are VUVUZELAS.
and to answer your last question, YES WE BOUGHT SOME =D (vuvuzelas, silly. not chicks. what would we want with rainbow chicks??)

ooh and this, my dear friends is the manual version of those kiddy rides you find parked in the corners of malls. he cycles and that teeny motorcycle goes up and down… up and down. now this is taken through a car window as we sped past so i have no idea whether there’s music or not. is it a mechanical tinkling of The Entertainer like the ones you find in music boxes? does the man in the back sing a tune? or does he make throttle noises?? something to ponder.

back to the piggy business.

oink.
can you say EW? how about BLEARGH?? i’m sure you can manage a disgusted face.
i for one, think babi guling is horrible. HORRIBLE I TELL YOU. HORRIBLE!!! it’s an assortment of parts, each one more revolting than the next… all oily and… *shudder* my upper lip is curling involuntarily just looking at that picture and recalling the taste. whoever said it resembles suckling pig is a liar. LIARRRRR. or you know, maybe it was a bad warung. a bad warung that rips tourists off, i might add. the meat however, tasted oddly like chicken… right down to the stringy texture.

nonetheless, ech.

the tour guide also brought us to this batik place to kill time.
a wonderful establishment where everything is overpriced and a gaggle of women sit in the patio pretending to be hard at work for the caucasians. the moment they left, the fine workers put everything down and started to chat among themselves oblivious to the fact that we were still observing. i am deeply insulted for not being worth your time.

but all is well =D by virtue of boredom with overpriced souvenier shops, we discovered this little stall outside and the curious yum that is es teler. who would’ve thought that coconut meat, nangka and avocado would be a delicious combo? how else would we have found the absolutely scrumptious nangka and avocado juices?? (which in retrospect, is the only yum in bali. FRUIT JUICES FTW)

zy and i back at the rafting place.

we weren’t aware that they provided waterproof bags to store your cameras for the rafting so no pictures of that T.T but let me tell you this, IT WAS EPIC. it’s less white water and more brown water rafting but who cares! words cannot describe the awesomeness. if i had to though, i’d put it as scenic rafting.

look i googled pictures for you! =D
there’s the usual (i believe... not like i’ve been white water rafting before. heh) stretches of rapids and then there’s the calm waters, the waterfalls and the AMAZING VIEWS. i search for words but they fail me. between getting the air knocked out of me at every fall and the enchanting riverview taking my breath away, i’m surprised i didn’t come out of it blue in the face.
AWE. SOME. Given the chance, i would totally go back there. and perhaps muster enough courage to jump off that ledge into the river <3

a lineup of locals heading to some temple or other for prayers.

the lot of us pulling off an impressive selfcam feat!

JIMBARAN!!! a whole stretch of beach lined up with restaurants all selling the same food (i suspect)

a new year’s eve sunset dinner.
nothing like sitting down for dinner with sand between your toes, the caress of the sea breeze against your cheek and the crash of waves to serenade you.

this was as close to a sunset as we got though. blaardy clouds. it’s a downright shame, that’s what it is.

mememememeeee being happy from the inside out.
i took about a bajillion pictures of myself at jimbaran. was it the lighting or was i just radiant with sheer bliss?

i gotta say, rosy cheeks from the sun are delightfully flattering.
this face straight from rafting too =) thank god for waterproof eye makeup.

this. is. the. life.
sehreeously.

meja nombor satu.

beauty and the himbo. lol.

MAD AWESOME CORN!!! it is unfathomable how a simple ear of corn can be barbequed to such perfection.

~~failed jumpshot~~ ~~rave~~ earthquake!!!

an almost decent one.
am looks positively like a ragdoll =)

the whole group!

yaaaaaaaaaaaamseng! Bintang to whet the appetite.

crazy rich spread.

LOBSTAAAA~

KERAAABB~

okay to be frank, everything was mehhh. except maybe the squid and the clams. AND THE CHILLI SAUCE.
it’s a bit pricey for the quality of food they were serving but the ambience makes up for it <3

*sigh*

the bkk quartet.

“okay, look. i’m going to jump and kick some sand in the air while i’m at it so make sure you guys get the shot kay!!”

i am telling you. his secret dream is to be a catalogue model.

a local balinese sitting with a spread of offerings in front of her. lips moving rapidly to the crashing waves.

firewood.

a string quartet which stopped in front of our table and begun strumming beautiful music…
only to have us break out in laughter when the first words escaped their lips.

you yi ge… mei li de xiao nv hai

lmao.

om nom nom.

somebody getting a little tipsy.

adorable <3 you can almost hear am’s shriek.

lan yeng. ywk has got the flynn rider smoulder going on but i’m not sure what zin is getting at.

pimp shot.

new year’s eve fireworks all along the beach.
… at 6pm. i don’t think they ever stopped until past midnight. they’re super lax about fireworks in bali. one can hardly walk 10 metres without passing some dude setting off his own set. while the continuously lighted sky is pretty, it loses it’s novelty after a while.

sparkle and pop.

a second round of the epic jagung. we were so intent on finding out how they got it to taste the way it did that we attempted to tau si. no luck though. all he did in front of us was toss it on the fire and slather butter all over.

the stretch by night in candlelight.
it was all kinds of beautiful.

if i were to end it here, my new year’s eve would be pretty much perfect.
but this is no fairytale. ini kisah benar. lol. what happened shortly after we left was…well it started raining cats and dogs.
now this wasn’t so bad since it was only something like 8pm, so we headed back to shower and put on our faces and pretty dresses for the countdown.

only… it didn’t stop raining.

but that’s alright because there was a rockin’ party at a humongous club by kuta beach.

only… we didn’t go because a) we had no idea this party existed until we were drawn to it by giant searchlight thingies and by then it was about 11.30 and b) we bought fireworks and had this grand idea to let them off at the stroke of midnight.

but that’s okay because there was a huge crowd at the beach lighting fireworks like they were sparklers. it was exciting… sort of.

only… it started raining even more heavily towards midnight and the crowd by the beach was dissipating the closer it got to midnight.

but that’s okay because we did get to let off our fireworks at 12 sharp (i think).

only… much to my chagrin, my particular tube was faulty and couldn’t be lit for shit so i had to swap it for another one and even then it took ages to light up… during which some retard threw firecrackers at my feet (which bounced off my calf), scared the crap out of me and very possibly could have mutilated my beautiful legs >.<
oh plus i also missed a couple minutes of the amazing pyrotechnics the said club had prepared because i was too set on lighting up that darn tube of fireworks.

and then we trudged back to the hotel because everybody was cold, miserable, drenched and in no mood to party anymore. the thing was, there wasn’t even a proper countdown and it was a half-assed downpour. a cross between a slow drizzle and pelting rain, if you get my drift. we were drenched but it wasn’t a fulfilling, dance-in-the-rain kind of drenched… more like a miserable wet puppy kind of drenched. seven miserable wet puppies with obnoxiously glittery party hats and two vuvuzelas in the shape of dragons. pathetic.

at least i got to do this?

i contradict my self-professed kiasiness is more ways than one.

- pout -

bittersweet bali; of babi, bebek and beautiful beaches

2011-01-09T22:46:00.001+08:00

now that i’m done with this,

i can ~~go watch the musical and spurn spoilers!~~ get on with this blog thing i seem to have forgotten about.

…

“Hey, how was Bali? fun??”

then there’s that momentary pause as i decide whether i should be frank, dismissively vague or amp up the cheer.

bali was… i don’t know. i expected too much?

there’s a couple of versions to my replies, depending on whether you’re making small talk or actually keen and my current disposition. it ranges from a monosyllabic “meh” to a lengthy rant wrought with disappointment to a cheery account of all that is fawesome.

so, which would you like to hear?

hmmm??

faux-regard.

and so i shall begin my messy account of bali =D

landing in bali gives you a kick. the runway runs along the shoreline and as the plane slows to a halt, you get your first non-aerial glimpse of the sea, complete with some dude casually kayaking in the blistering sun (sorry no pictures of that pretty sight because electronic devices have to be switched off during landing lest we should all die a tragic death.)

travelling from the airport in denpasar to our hotel in legian, you kinda get the gist of things. it’s heavy traffic all day long, the town is a mishmash of intricate carvings set in darkened stone juxtaposed with the clean lines of modern buildings; malls and the like. there really isn’t much planning, one can tell.

temple-like growths are abundant and scattered everywhere.

as is graffiti,

and grand statues of immense volume of gods you will not recognise… all modestly draped in chequered loincloths.

then we come to our hotel… and my love-hate relationship with it.

while i may love the rustic charm…

the mossy stones and resort chalet-like setting…

and the abundance of bikini babes and hot men around the pool…
(seriously, this picture does no justice. when the sun is high, the angmos come out to play. HELLO CALVIN KLEIN MODEL IN RED SPEEDO! *hamsapface* an hour in bali and we start wondering if ugly angmos are allowed in bali at all. the group of hunks that came traipsing in as we left the hotel didn’t help in revoking this assumption.)

i absolutely hated our room.
crack the doors open (rustic wooden double doors with exterior padlock and inner wooden bolt) and you shall be greeted by a most pleasant aroma; that of a cupboard of wet towels that hasn’t been opened in years. MUSTY. peek into the bathroom and you will find your bathtub collecting a mysterious black liquid… later found to be water dripping from the leaking woven ceiling by detective am. fall back on the fluffy pillows and let the familiar scent of indonesian immigrants you find sardined in the ktm waft through your nostrils.

171, truly an olfactory delight.

(to be fair, the other two rooms weren’t half bad. i guess it’s just my luck.)

our first picture as a group in the hotel lobby =)

our first indonesian meal. bland and unimpressive.

our first taste of Bintang. purportedly epic.
(how i let myself get so emaciated, i’ll never know)

our first trip to Legian beach

LOVE. AT. FIRST. SIGHT.

*SWOON*
are you serious?? is the water even real? am i really here??

as you can see, we were fresh off the plane and not dressed for the beach so our trip lasted something like 15 minutes. we gawked some and i ran impulsively into the ocean where the waves are unpredictable and left with wet shorts soaked through to my undies. we scampered off for a massage and made plans to come back on the third day.

but alas, on that fateful day, clad in our swimwear and slathered with sunscreen as we stood outside the hotel waiting for the drizzle to let up, the raindrops only grew larger and fell closer T.T
my heart just about sunk so low it might as well have rolled right out the bottom and onto the curb only to be caught between the steps of a passing angmo (ripped and clad in a Bintang tank most likely), kicked across the street and should it survive the onslaught of motorcycles zooming pass, a local Balinese man might pick it up and attempt to sell it back to me for an exorbitant amount, failing which, would mince it up and call it pork for bakso.

because that is how it is in bali. for that, i am deeply sorry.

amusing ourselves with the stone totems along the walk back.

note chequered loincloths. do you suppose that in the olden days, perhaps they didn’t care much for nudity and all the statues stood forth in their true glory but now they decided it was too crude? the assortment of phallic keychains and paperweights sold everywhere would argue but who am i to judge? =D

at a dodgy massage parlour where we had an amusing first balinese massage.
couldn’t really relax into it for fear of indecent exposure. flitty curtains and all that.

sitting down for our second indonesian meal at warung yogya. haven’t given up on them yet!

still bland and uncovered more horrors, but apparently my beloved is a norm over here.
BELINJAU <3

glad to have tried and find themselves to hate tempe.
how on earth did you guys manage to live for 22 years in malaysia without having tasted tempe??

back in the hotel with nothing to do… (zin, moob alert)
at the pool where we discovered the water was salty. we first wrote it off to sweat (ech) on account of at least 20 smokin’ angmos dipping in there all afternoon but wouldn’t you know, the tap water is just as salty =S

okay now i feel like a bitch for getting to go on a fantastic holiday and still having the audacity to whine about it.

listen to me whine more later?

- “not yet” -

deck the halls

2010-12-27T01:38:00.001+08:00

Love is like the wild rose-briar,
Friendship like the holly-tree -
The holly is dark when the rose-briar blooms
But which will bloom more constantly?
The wild rose-briar is sweet in the spring
Its summer blossoms scent the air;
Yet wait till winter comes again
And who will call the wild-briar fair?
Then scorn the silly rose-wreath now
And deck thee with the holly’s sheen,
That when December blights thy brow
He may still leave thy garland green.

- Emily Bronte

- a toast to the many holly trees in my life -

.

2010-12-21T22:34:00.001+08:00

love.
mortality.
enrichment.
brevity.
family.

- in loving memory -

il dolce far niente

2010-12-15T02:38:00.001+08:00

third day home.

haven’t gotten anything done; not that i had planned out anything.

pleasant weather lately, cool but sunny… threatening rain without the gloom, nor actually seeing it through to much more than a light drizzle.

have spent my noons plopped in front of the lappy, mildly sedated with lunch (often my first meal of the day), flitting through my current tv series drill: GREEK, chosen only because i was bored one day and it was in the ‘Really, Really Ridiculously Good Looking’ list in sidereel.com right next to Smallville and Supernatural. to be honest, it doesn’t quite measure up eye-candy wise but it’s a good show for mindless passing of time (if you’re into that sort of thing). come to think of it, doesn’t take much to get me hooked… i watched six seasons of Weeds because i really liked the opening theme song and the fact that they got a different band/singer to do a cover of it almost every episode.

little boxes on the hillside, little boxes made of ticky tacky, little boxes, little boxes, little boxes, all the same.

yeah. i have no idea why i like it, i just do.

evenings, mostly on the garden swing; feet propped up, book in hand, hair spilling over my shoulders.

hair i am about to chop at least 5 inches off of. i got a little traumatised by stress induced hair-dropping… that, coupled with the sheer length of it is just too much. i once ran my fingers through my hair and came off with something that looked like it could nearly pass for a chemo patient clump. i exaggerate, but it was still scary. imagine if i keep getting freaked out by the amount of hair i’m dropping, get even more stressed out about hair-loss and lose more hair because of that. it’s a vicious cycle. if you collected the entire mass of fallen hair off my bedroom floor throughout the past month, you could probably make a pillow case out of it with a thread count of more than 500.

hair aside, evenings out on the swing are nice. chirping birds, breezes, the scent of jasmine blossoms, the odd startled squirrel, a lazing cat… that whole deal =)

nights, bountiful snacking. latest love, Milky Way Midnight. dark and sweet <3
other times i stick with cream cheese and crackers. it never fails to remind me of wallace and gromit, then that plastic sheep figurine from a cereal box, then england… *wistful*

- the sweetness of doing nothing -

pink ships and bicycles

2010-12-13T12:41:00.001+08:00

HELLO DARLINGS!

i know when i said ‘see you guys on monday’, you thought i meant last monday.
hah. gotcha!
well truth be told, i did mean last monday but stuff happens when you’re liberated from the drudgery of that which we call finals…

and I still CAN’T BELIEVE I CAME OUT OF IT ALIVEE!!! oh fuck now i can’t even make a reflex smiley without it turning into that overzealous emoticon. cringeworthy.

i don’t like the new Windows Live anymore.

me and my compulsive ok-clicking =(
i’m gonna have to start getting used to smileys with Little Lulu eyes if i’m to avoid them popping up all over the place.

so i was saying, FINALS ARE OVERRRRRR =D
making it through the insane exam schedule this semester made me feel like such a loser. it was hardcore nerdmode all the way, what with a paper every day of the week save for weekdays. hardcore as in study-eat-study-sleep-study-shit, rinse and repeat. at the risk of sounding more like a loser than i already do, i feel so accomplished having survived all 8 papers without some sort of an emotional breakdown. heh. guess last-minute’s the only way i know how to do things.

but hey, i made it.

would love to tell you about loads but i’ve picked out just one day so i can pepper the post (quite liberally, i may add) with pictures!

somewhere between being stuck in a cinema with my head propped up at a 60 degree angle (2nd row, pssht) with a perpetual grin plastered across my face (rapunzel <3) and stuffing my face with chicken wings and orh jien (jalan alor <3), the girls and i made a little day trip to pulau ketam.

the girls minus fw
this and a number of others nicked off plh’s blog =)

a crazy long ktm ride over, but well worth the ride…
because hey, how often do you get to see pink boats??

seriously.
Cute.
so cute in fact, one could almost… just almost not notice the wafts of stinky sea.

that, ladies and gentlemen, is the after-exams glow (probably credited to paying off sleep debts)
on the speedboat
just prior to zipping up…

our blindingly fluorescent lifejackets =)
(because we are kiasi like that. on the off chance that we should capsize, i’m pretty confident that searchlights will pick up those bobbing orange blobs pretty quickly. of course, they would only need searchlights if we had to bob for a good 6 hours. point is, they were so blinding i had to look away)

just a shot i sneaked to share my amusement.
i kinda like speedboats. more than the ferry at any rate… despite having comfy bus-like seats and shelter from the weather, it was crazy cold. all of us pretty much froze up into blocks of ice in the 20… 30? –minute ride back. i was a little too preoccupied with shivering and being disturbed by their cracked glass windows patched up with cellophane tape to keep track of time.

a mishmash of stilts and rickety fishing boats.

first item on the agenda, FOOD.
…and i just realised i have pictures of none =(
(sorry, i am such a glutton)

so here’s a stolen shot of mantis shrimps to compensate.
this shit is making me hungry.
the food was nothing much to shout about and the bill didn’t impress, but i guess you can count on it being fresh?

xiaobai.
your friendly neighbourhood guidedog.
slobber-free, quiet, unassuming and sweet.

the lot at the temple.

it’s a whole little world out there, they have their own little yellow fire station, clinic, pre-school through secondary school, maybank… haha.

the iconic ms.“leave it all to guanyinma” with guanyinma herself.

we took a walk around the island/town after lunch to get the digestive juices flowing and i think i fell in love with the place.
okay maybe ‘love’ is too strong a word, but it was lovely. sure, there’s the rubbish strewn grounds, the occasional waft of stinky sea, the fact that there are rats scampering left and right below the stilts… but the place as a whole is just darling.

erm… maybe not the best picture to illustrate ‘darling’.

it’s just that it’s the kind of place where everybody knows everybody else, neighbours have shouted conversations across the street (or in this case, alley) and people are all smiles, completely affable to strangers and have no problem with leaving their front doors wide open. it’s close-knit.

a walk through the ‘town’ area would find you in the midst of all the townsfolk going about their business; the table of uncles laughing over a cup of tea, kids darting across the street, the older boys cheering on a heated game of foosball, bicycles threading through the crowd with quirky little honks and bell-rings, and men pushing cartons of supplies in these odd motorised pushcarts… that sort of thing.

i’m aware a big part of the affection can be signed off to the novelty of it all and my love for quaintness but you can’t deny that it’s a pretty heart-warming atmosphere right there.

plus the houses there are oh so colourful, they would put the carebears to shame.

it also helps that the predominating colour is mint and teal <3

see what i mean?

even their dogs are friendly (okay maybe just this one).
the bitch was nice enough to take some time off her busy schedule (i would assume snapping at flies and being petted by random strangers) to show us around the place.

stopping mid-walk for a photo.
sorry fw, your eyes are closed (again) haha but this is a good photo otherwise =P

with the smiling sweetheart, xiaobai.
(…which by the way, is her name. i didn’t make it up or anything, we overheard the family calling her that.)

and another.
it was so adorable. i was being one of those crazy people who talk to animals, asking xiaobai to join us for a photo and she promptly walked over and sat down, wagging her tail. i could just hug her if it wasn’t for the fear of fleas and other germy goodness. (also, i would likely be ostracised by the gang for the rest of the trip if i did… was chided for sticking my foot out to foot-stroke a pretty kitty)

said pretty kitty.

and well, that pretty much sums up our trip.

random snapshot of a stranger’s baby.

watched the ferry pull away from the jetty mere meters from where we were standing and had to wait another hour…
but all was good because fw brought along her mahjong cards.

cat lady in the making. heh.

that’s all folks.

ended the day with dinner in midvalley followed by The Social Network
(my fingers are going nuts. i typed Cosial twice before i got it right).

- bicycle honks -

Salutations

2010-12-04T13:40:00.001+08:00

Hi everyone, remember me?

No matter.

I’m here to tell you that I have just been diagnosed (by myself no less) with LPOM Syndrome and I have but an hour left to live.

Presenting with a spring in my step and careless abandon of notes, Last Paper On Monday Syndrome is evident. Other signs and symptoms include somnolence, delusion of finals completion, absence of pre-existing palpitations, excessive relaxation and incessant chatter.

The prognosis is pretty bad.

Since LPOM is a self-limiting condition, I have no choice but to ride it out. There are no established pharmacological or non-pharmacological treatments available. Hourly monitoring of vital signs and assessments of psychological condition have been ordered and will be carried out with no vigilance whatsoever.

Wish me luck.

- see you guys on monday -

Lucía, Luis y el lobo

2010-10-16T17:27:00.001+08:00

stumbled upon the haunting lucia in the filmfest spotlights, and in a state of confusion, it led me to luis.

there’s something about a language so foreign to my ears that ups the creep factor.
kinda like pan’s labyrinth (which i also loved).

i’ll let you figure it out on your own :)

kay, back to the books.

p.s. i maxed it out for my page, but really it’s best seen in HD, fullscreen :D

- la casa lobo next? -

sentiments

2010-10-08T12:02:00.001+08:00

scrolling down my reader, i chanced upon this in laihui’s blog:

http://themalaysianinsider.com/breakingviews/article/the-last-farewell-to-my-wife-lee-kuan-yew

being alone in my room, i read it aloud. i sometimes do that… just to listen to the words.

a seemingly candid, unassuming account.

yet somehow towards the end, i shocked myself when i realised i had a lump in my throat and heard my voice breaking up.

read it.

i trust we all hope to find that some time in our lives.

- breeze -

pink skies, green toothpaste

2010-09-21T01:26:00.001+08:00

first day back after two whole weeks of hardcore sedentary raya.
and it’s a good day. why?

woke up late for my 8am lecture but made it out in record time.
totally smooth crossing over. the lights turned green before i made it to the curb but the traffic police were around. lights overruled :)
the animal labs didn’t reek of shit.
glass doors to the hallway leading to DK6 weren’t locked (they normally need to be beeped and we don’t have the access).
test review bore relatively good news. (still did crap but revealed chances of logic marks)
didn’t fall asleep in biostatistics.
awesome nap afterwards.
overnapped and missed my ride but the weather was nice and still made it in time to science fac in all but fifteen minutes.
had my lovely kulis with me to ferry stuff over to medfac. (what would one do without friends like these?)
the pool was practically empty.
bread was fresh (normally isn’t), albeit high5. gardenia so kicks their ass, i don’t know why the shop opts for the former.
super long awesome shower.
timely takeout (and lucky too, because i ordered too late and they didn’t reply as per usual).
free delivery for event souvenirs out of the kindness of the guy’s heart and my niceness, most likely.

but evidently lady luck has cinderella issues and more pressing matters to attend to elsewhere because after 12 i shut the door on my own finger.

- cereal -

australia day 2

2010-09-12T19:07:00.003+08:00

over a year late, but for old time’s sake, let’s do this :)

…

so here it is,
i’ve picked out the day’s pictures and it’s been sitting in my writer for over a day.
(3 days now, because i abandoned this for plh’s day in pd)
i keep flitting between tabs and windows and every single time i come to this one, i stare at it for a while with my fingers hovering above the keyboard before i just give up and move on to another tab.

then again,
what the hell?
confabulate!

GOOD MORNING MELBOURNE :)

first sight of melbourne by day, taken from am’s balcony in the shivering cold.
because i was excited… or i was waiting for jess to get dressed and got bored.
either one is equally probable.

paparazzi shot of the twins, all geared up for some serious retail therapy.
then again, when are they not?

with am <3
LOOKS NOTHING LIKE YOU NOW, GORGEOUS BITCH.

graffiti along the streets.

the state library where loads of people (and birds) chill in the front lawn.

ermm, forgot where this is…

the girls at supre.
something went wrong with the lighting here because it wasn’t really that dark…

and speaking of lighting, i was watching Exam yesterday night and right when i got to the part where White declares he has figured out the question, the movie just ended. about 50 minutes in. i was this close to stabbing myself out of frustration. this is what happens when you cancel transfers halfway and forget about it. if you’re wondering, it’s a good movie (the first 50 minutes imply so anyway, don’t take my word for it. the ending might possibly be very lame.)

the same place by night.
there was some discrepancy in timeline and daylight (like why was i having dinner so late after dark and why was there still so much done after dinner?? dude, what time did we sleep?!) so i checked the time the pictures were taken and this was at 5.07pm o.0
man i was in pd yesterday and the blistering sun still hadn’t set by seven!

a pretty looking grand building which i can’t remember the name of nor am willing to google.
but rest assured, i once knew… thanks to am being a proper guide.

five twenty p.m.
everyone walks here.

me being all jakun about the roadside florist (like in the movies!)

a horse-drawn carriage!!!
…one of the many that we passed by.

a touristy shot with the jesses in front of the state library
…before we went off to dinner? doesn’t really make sense in my head, but i’ll trust the
picture timeline rather than my sketchy geographic memory of melbourne.

priceless!
i was actually trying to get one of the ambience in this burger place (i googled, it’s Grill’d! and yummy) in
Melbourne Central when this guy just stood up and shelled his head with the light fixture. if you’ll notice, he busted the lightbulb. tall people have a whole lot more hazards just waiting around to get knocked into… but of course, this is significantly better than having to smell armpits in a crowded ktm/bus. neither of which is applicable to us people of average height :P count yourself lucky.

juice that tries to guilt you into drinking more.
pushing it.

distracting am at her game :)

met up with ruth and liyin for dinner.
which was mostly burgers and chips, not timtams (am not saying they are not awesome).

after which we walked back to liyin and ruth’s place where hwalik and weishyan joined us.
…or did they have dinner with us?? i can’t remember. nevermind.

the twin hauls from supre.
ridiculous.

jess and her default weapon at work removing tags.
seriously, she will set her teeth to anything you can’t open with your bare hands.
it’s like a swiss army knife in there.
can’t say i haven’t benefitted from this :P

it was a pretty lax first day,
hung out at their place doing a bunch of silly stuff like arm-wrestling, speed shoelace munching and marshmallow tossing… just to name a few. haha

pictures!
(that i am too lazy to caption :))

heh… good times :)

the melbourne bath house.
out on the deserted streets.
close to ten pm.
renegade grocery shopping.

the ever fierce liyin and ever odd am.
honestly now, do you know anyone who can look that fierce in a supermarket?

jessmine balancing a cute mini bottle of vitagen on her head,
for kicks.

loading up on timtams.
shit i really feel like some now :(

out and about.
at this point, it felt like we were wandering around a deserted town.

passed the library again…
the third time that day? fourth??
wow.

groceried.
(cropped most of liyin out of this one cause she looked a little creepy. lol sorry!)

aaaaand that’s the end of day one.
ladida!

day1 here.

- the pool, the bubbles and the moon -

love this

2010-09-09T02:50:00.001+08:00

so thought i might share this little piece of whimsical nonsense with you.

Al eat ye’ rations.
as found on thewildtype.
doesn’t really have the visual impact that it does on the wordpress itself, so go ahead and click in :)

always answer amazingly amidst adversity

before bedtime belittle beautiful babies

carefully carry collared chemical cretins

distrust dangerous devils dangling desserts

envy everything equally even evil

forever find folly fully fulfilling

gladly garner great golden goodness

harass horrendous hated heathens heartily

ill idiots isolate independent intelligence

jovially judge jumping jesters justly

kind kites killed kimonoed kings

laugh loud like licked lizards

mock mighty marvels most mercifully

nine naughty nimrods negotiated nimbly

omit opened orange ordered ornaments

proudly protect purple palsied pigeons

queen quack quietly quit quilting

readily riddle red rodent resentments

speak super sexy silky siren

trick tormented turtles twice together

under used udders utter unjusts

verily vent vile vexation viciously

wonder whether white weather withers

xong xong xong xong xong

yell yellow yearly yodels yonder

zap zero zesty zebra zealots

- and i say xong to you too -

could i be

2010-08-28T03:48:00.001+08:00

…any more distracted??

sigh, you know how it is when you stare at the same sentence for half an hour just to realise you haven’t really been reading it? i don’t know what it is but i can’t bring myself to focus. so hey :) might as well do something productive right? (yes, this is productive.)

(what do you mean it isn’t??!)

(…can we pretend?)

(no, i’m not talking to myself!!!)

hi, i’m xinli and i’m a parentheses addict.

anywaysss, you don’t wanna hear about the crazy. what have i been doing today? lots :)

for starters, spent the morning at the hospital for my therapeutic drug monitoring attachment doing case studies on paediatric patients… which was interesting. then had a crappy overpriced lunch at the hospital cafeteria, got back, prepped and jess zoomed by to get me so we could have yummy sweet things at MOF.

oddly no pictures of said yummy sweet things probably because, they were too yummy and sweet to remember the camera.
so here’s the next best thing,

a picture of a flyer for a bazaar which is tres cute!
it’s a paperdoll, in case you’re not observant enough…
from ellie who joined us after her class :)

back at jess’, pictured is benji and darrel having a stare competition which lasted for 4.5 secs and resulted in a rabid chase around the garden.

checked out the shopaholic’s korea haul (thanks for the souveniers!) and lazed lots. surprise, surprise… i didn’t pass out on her bed as per usual :)

too busy mucking around with stuff lying around her table. sorry, ws :P

and well, when at jess’, you gather around the mac and discover some new korean fad (some romantic comedy about a nine-tailed fox)…
also,

shit happens to your gadgets :)
3 new additions to cammy (every black cat i could find. okay the middle one isn’t really a cat but the little dude looked like he belonged, i couldn’t say no to those vacant eyes.)

dinner at boonboon (yes someone actually named their cafe that) where we had rubbish chicken chop and drinks. seriously, i’ve been having really bad luck with food lately. save for the murtabak yesterday, nothing’s turned out good at all. i mean come on… boric acid cendol, hard satay, red otak-otak, blah ayam percik, ech cafeteria lunch, semi-frozen shiratama, tasteless soft-serve, tart iced lemon tea…

i worry for tomorrow’s dinner :(

oh and i just stumbled upon this…

virginia kraljevic
is it just me, or do you feel like colouring everytime you see an illustration like this?

- and i wonder why -

rippled beds and insect bites

2010-08-24T09:56:00.001+08:00

unsteady hands, no patience and rubbish ISO.

a filler post

- forgetmenots -

friday the 13th

2010-08-15T00:56:00.001+08:00

picture each hour.

5am

at the gates of UT,
the infamous 4am curry wantan mee expedition.
…which was a fail. it wasn’t open yesterday T.T

6am

nasi lemak and roti at kayu instead.
super early + fattening breakfast :)

7am

back at UT before the sky lightens up.
went back to sleep (because i’m a pig like that).

10am

rolling around in bed, refusing to wake up.
with my genting arcade giraffe :)

11am

finally dragged myself out of bed because it was getting too hot to stay in.
brushed, changed my sheets, packed for home.

12am

at 11th college to collect the mini currypuffs and popiahs.
80cents for a currypuff and popiah so miniature they both fit in the palm of my hand.
…and i don’t even have big hands.
things are so expensive nowadays.

1pm

amcorp mall, grabbing souvenirs + lunch.
…of which the perspex-contained mooncake is neither (just in case you were wondering).

2pm

happy meal in hand, back at the faculty.

3pm

fiddling with my happy meal toy shortly before the talk began.
omgsocutelaokaycanipleasehavealltheothertoystooespeciallythesubmarine!!!
sucker for mcdonald’s marketing tactics.
(i apologise for the maroon+purple combo. really didn’t feel like breaking out a clean cardigan ;))

4pm

second speaker, Guardian’s Pharmacy Practice GM.

5pm

forum.
bored out of my mind at this point.

6pm

on federal, trapped behind this truck for ages.
does it bother you how cannibalistic icons are used in advertising?
read: chicky of kfc and the ribena berries.
would the ribena berries still want you to try out their vitC infused drinks if they knew that billions of their comrades were mutilated in the process of making that beverage? oh wait… it’s not made from fresh fruit is it? it’s just flavouring??

7pm

torrential downpour along most of the highway.

8pm

something my aunt said last year made me appreciate heavy traffic at night.
”diamonds and rubies”
headlights and taillights can be pretty if you let them.

9pm

home is for the lazy :)
i passed out soon after.

12pm

johnQ on tv.

1am

yes. home is for lazing.

2am

peach from my happymeal.
because the idiot forgot my spoon.

3am

”we are intrepid, we carry on.”
elizabethtown.

-streamyx sucks-

a little steam

2010-07-30T23:01:00.001+08:00

so this is me, trying to be a blogging blogger, blogging out yesterday :D
a day late, you might argue, but a vast improvement on my part eh?

anyway what really happened yesterday that involved steam was…

i had a piping hot peppery pepperlunch.

pepper.
say it.
it’s a fun word to say :)
peter piper picked a peck of pickled peppers.

yes, i am sane.

have you ever wondered though, what peter piper was doing picking peppers instead of playing his pipe? and do you think he could be related to the pied piper of hamelin?? or rather, is piper his last name or merely a description of his occupation? or both, as in the case of the smiths, which brings us back to the bewildering idea of a pepper-picking piper…

you’re not the least bit intrigued are you?

nevermind.

would you like to know who salt is then?

i could tell you, but i wont.
what i will tell you, however, is that this is a movie for fans of jolie… possibly exclusively so, at that.
it’s one of those movies where the protagonist gets a million close ups and kicks so many asses, you lose count – without ever getting seriously hurt. it’s the new age, feminist diehard.
what can i say? i like it.
mostly because i love watching jolie.
no actually, that’s the only reason.
also probably why i didn’t hate ‘wanted’ as much as i should.

i actually searched my blog, the haystack for a post on wanted and discovered that i evidently ‘wanted’ quite a number of things. 32 to be exact.

the post on wanted appears to have been a figment of my imagination though. ohwell.

moving on,

we then grocery shopped and went back to plh’s for the third part of yesterday’s steam
(second part being salt because clearly, angelina jolie is sizzling hot).

steamboat slash potluck slash let’s-eat-anything-we-can-think-of

here’s qliang being the lovely mother that she is, mixing up some drinks.
gotta love that smile :)

and here’s yours truly frying some pancakes.
i can’t believe a bowl of pancake mix is enough to make my veins pop.
sheesh xinli, you gotta work out more.
*lifts dumbbells*

with my mickey pancake!!!
success on first attempt :D
oh and huili’s supposed-shrek.

funwee, the suddenly-health-conscious and nata de coco

the makeshift steamboat and the hungry savages.

huili pouring out the natalonganribena for everyone.

here’s us with the kyy’s adorable teddy biscuits (which we scarfed down before the meal because we were too hungry to wait for the water to boil *ashamed*).
kinda like the panda biscuits with cream filling except they come in cute packaging and are bears, not pandas. funny how i’ve never seen it before…
must. find. biscuits.

funwee with the pot of crushed oreos and milk.
just kidding.
it was a failed attempt at glutinous rice balls in soya. failed because some of the balls burst and contaminated the soya with black sesame :(
but it still tasted awesome!

when can we have tang yuan again??

the lot of us.

p.s. just wanted to add that the weirdest thing happened on the way back to plh’s.
we happened to enter the basement lift at the same time as a security guard. both of us had our hands full with groceries and was still figuring out how to press the elevator button when the security guard instinctively pressed 14 and 17 upon the doors closing. how the hell did he know what floor we were heading to?? i honestly don’t know whether i should be impressed by his memory or creeped out. you tell me.

- bleep -

it’s warm and fuzzy

2010-07-28T01:13:00.001+08:00

keeping with the title (of which i’m not sure anybody reads really),

here’s todays laundry.

it looked kinda cute on the bed so i couldn’t resist.

and speaking of cute,

my pajamas match my bedsheets too :D

but wait, we’re talking about warm and fuzzy right?

that’s how i feel like inside :D

here’s my weekend in a couple of pics.
not exactly concise but short nonetheless.

she who has inspired so many to get their teeth braced. lol.
here’s us flashing our wallace-and-gromit smiles.
friends forever yeah <3

am so glad for the weekend with the seafoods.
took my mind off loads.

the two speckies
(ika and kani)
at zouk cafe (crap don’t go there)

am making eyes at the most adorable kid on earth (as of now lah)

pictured is xiaobi attempting to eat gingy over lunch :D
so flippin adorable, i tell you, it takes all the willpower in the world to refrain from pinching his cheeks every 5 minutes. it’s unfathomable why he isn’t in a commercial yet!

polaroids from the weekend :D
and those little animal cutouts are the most amazing silicone bands ever!
(okay well in retrospect, they’re just rubber bands… but but rubber bands that retain their shapes!!!)
like string to a cat.

am with xiaobi and his umah, datin leong.

the lot of us (minus dear jw) at minkok
dimsum in the morning before sending am off back to melb

happy birthday am <3
and thanks for making my weekend, seafoods.
:D

next up, the identical birthdays :D

see ya’ll soon.

- cyanide bullets -

hello you.

2010-07-14T01:48:00.001+08:00

i’ve missed tapping these keys and seeing the little alphabets march across the yellow screen :)

it’s oddly comforting, the silent drum of fingers on plastic keys. i rather like it… (though not enough to pursue a career in data entry.)

have you missed me, dear blog?

… as i have you?

moments come and go when i think to myself, “hey i’m gonna go blog about this” but then i don’t… because, well… i am me after all. i hope you understand.

so here i am, returning from my month-long hiatus. somewhat complacent, yet buzzing with things to be.

it’s a tuesday night, my second day of the semester… and it’s growing on me :)

p.s. this started out as an attempt to tell you everything, but i realised after sifting through my pictures… i can’t do that. i want to tell so much. too much, in fact. it won’t be tuesday anymore… well it technically wasn’t to begin with but hell, i’m gonna take ages.

- forgetmenot -

of caves and spiders

2010-06-13T02:43:00.001+08:00

so people, here’s chapter two. (notes in teal)

(you know i can’t resist the parenthesizing)

Wednesday 29th January.
Chapter II : The Dragon’s Cave

We walked for a while down the path. Then we saw a weeping willow tree. We could have turned left but we turned right. (and to this day, nobody knows what lies beyond the left fork…o.0)

Then we saw a stile. We decided to climb over the stile. (who do you think you are, then-xinli? enid blyton?? stiles… pshhh.)

We saw a path so we walked along it, then we saw a pool there were lots of stepping stones. Tom was on one of them. (and who is this mysterious tom character?? he had brown curly locks, freckles strewn across his cheeks and the pleasure of sitting opposite me in class.)

He told us that we had to put the right number on the right stepping stone. We thought it would be fun so we tried. It was fun until we got one number wrong and Tom pushed us, one by one, into the pool. (talk about extreme games.)

We screamed alot and Tom said he had an earache. (bloody well deserved if i might add.)

We saw some snow on top at the mountains so Lindsay said, “Let’s try again.” (errr… oookay. what does snow have to do with anything?)

So we did. We had four turns. Then we got them all right.

We turned around and said, “We’ve done it.” and pushed Tom down into the pool. (woohoo!)

We hurried across the stepping stones before Tom was out of the pool. We ran straight up the mountain. Then we made snow bowls (balls. i meant balls.) and little snowmans. (men. god i’m adorable.)

Natalie found an umbrella, so she said, "Come on I found an umbrella. We can play with it.”

So we went to Natalie and played with it. We put snow into the umbrella and made it into a garden. Then we emtied it out and took turns sliding in the umbrella down the moutain. (okay, in my defense ‘mountain’ is a pretty confusing word to join in cursive. sliding down a snow-topped mountain in an umbrella sounds hella fun though, no?)

Then we went down the mountain and crossed the stepping stones by pushing Tom in the water again. (girl power!)

Then we saw a cave so we decided to explore it (adventurous~) . In the cave we saw a huge spider’s web and a enormous black spider dangling down from the web.

(oh the horror!!! did i mention the spider was hairy???)

We screamed together (most likely a collective piercing shriek, in true girlish fashion) but then we managed to go round the spider. Then we saw a can of oil so we picked it up because we thought it might come in handy (like we might have to torch a building/person or fry an omelette in the near future. read on to find out ;)).

After the can of oil we could see a dark hole so we looked in it and then the earth round the hole crumbled and we fell down……… down……… down………

(blue spiral tie-dye-esque top with purple pants?? are you serious then-xinli?! o.0 i suppose it does make my eyes pop, albeit in horror.)

it’s a mystery cum thriller, folks!

berserta cliffhanger lagi tu!! stay tuned for chapter three…

p.s. chapter one here :)

- back to the serious business of nuclear pharmacy -

the brollie jump

2010-06-13T01:52:00.001+08:00

amidst the dust, the cleaning, the aggravations and procrastination of coursework and prior obligations alike…

one finds such splendid joys as discovering a moment of whimsy lost in time.

my dad.
circa when-bell-bottoms-were-first-trendy-and-pictures-had-rounded-corners

- the sky. it has always been blue -

13 years ago,

2010-05-30T03:28:00.001+08:00

i wrote a book.

a book with 10 whole chapters. (granted, each chapter consists of approx 3 pages)

and that book was entitled : PUFF THE MAGIC DRAGON : dragon’s rest

written and illustrated by Xinli Lim.
spring 1997.

it was a school project which involved a computer game we had to play and later write into a story so that every kid in class had their very own version of PUFF THE MAGIC DRAGON. it was sort of a creative writing slash world civilisation lesson. that’s british education for you. learn and play… like how we made plaster mummies for our study on ancient egypt. good times :)

had pretty much forgotten about its existence until my mom found it while cleaning up some old junk… and we had a ball reading through it.

have you ever read anything you’ve written some 10 years ago?

i find it quite amusing in itself… to see how your mind ticked as a child of 9.

…oh and also how you used to draw.
illustration skills leave much to be desired… but hey, i was nine. give me a break.
the makings of a future artist perhaps?

from left: natalie, jessica, alex, lindsay, xinli, joanne
and a random duck which i believe is placed there to enhance the visualisation of a pond we were supposedly standing on the banks of.
the picture wasn’t captioned at all, so my recognition of the characters has to count for something. my excellent drawing skills? or perhaps the good memory?

i also had impeccably neat cursive handwriting, which occasionally had tops slanting left for some reason.

the synopsis?
six friends on an adventure in search of the elusive Puff, after facing a multitude of magical tasks and riddles, finally save the day and Puff’s life.

wanna read the first chapter??
(complete with spelling and grammatical errors in its original form, for your amusement. i did however put paragraphs in cause beh tahan the continuous rambling.)

Tuesday 28th January.
Chapter I : The Mysterious Letter

It all began when i was playing with Joanne. She asked me if i wanted to go to Hong Kong with her.

Of course I said “Yes”.

Joanne’s dad said she could bring 5 friends with her. I was one of them, Jessica and Alex was and so was Lindsay and Natalie.

We went on the plane. It took us 16 hours to reach Hong Kong. We landed safely. Me and Joanne’s friends went out of the plane and took a taxi to Joanne’s family house in Hong Kong.

All of Joanne’s friends couldn’t talk Chinese so we all had to talk english.

I and Joanne woke up so we went to see if anybody was awake only Joanne’s friends were awake so we changed our clothes and decided to have a walk.

We were only half way round the park when I spotted a bottle there was a litter bin nearby so I took the bottle out of the pond.

I was about to throw the bottle in the bin when Jessica said “ wait there’s a paper in it.”

So I took out the paper and read it. It said this:

Dragons Rest,
Misty Wood,
China.

Dear Friend,

In the year of the snake it was very hot and dry. it was far too hot for dragon’s food to grow. All my friends died. Now there’s only me left.

Please find me and help me to survive!

Good luck and good bye

from Puff

I said “ from Puff? It sounds like a dragon’s name.”

So we decided to find the dragon.

… and there you have it!
the first chapter came with an illustration of the protagonists (the sextet and the duck) as shown above.

i personally think it’s hilarious. i was clearly a very good kid, picking rubbish out of ponds to dispose of properly and all… and ‘All my friends died.’ man, that is dark! oh plus how the hell does Puff sound like a dragon?? it could be a caterpillar for all you know! haha but admittedly, i do quite fancy the way i ended it. kinda ominous and altogether very … determined?

anyway, the teacher gave me a tick and commented “an interesting beginning xinli”

would you like to read the next chapter?
(it introduces yet another character… the antagonist! and ends with a coloured drawing of yours truly ;))

- she wrote -

rainy day today

2010-05-18T17:31:00.001+08:00

♥

- sloth is i -

laze mode ON

2010-05-13T03:13:00.001+08:00

it’s full on lazing from here on out (until saturday… boo). 3 days in and can’t begin to tell you how much i’m LOVING it. granted, i do feel like i might be wasting my time away… but hey, you don’t get chances like this very often okay? i deserve it. shut up.

it’s awesome.

especially when it rains… which is pretty much every day :) even thirty minute drizzles cheer me up. i have this thing for the rain. it’s called <3 hahaha.

plus can proudly say i’m recovering from my CRD (compulsive refreshing disorder) which i think is from the exams. i just instinctively hit the f5 key every 5 minutes you know? and this is for every other tab i have open because i was just dying for a distraction.

it’s like last chinese new year when i was on an almost complete packaged drink hydration programme (i drank too much yeo’s for my own good), i naturally shook any drink i picked up. i’ve lost count of the number of times i shook a can of soft drink only to realise wtf am i doing. wasn’t daft enough to have sprayed foam all over myself though, thank goodness.

i digress. heck, i can’t even remember what i was going on about.

right, weaning myself off the lappy. have GLEEd myself to sleep deprivation and am now thoroughly gleeful :D also finished the book i was reading, so i’ve nothing to read now. it feels a little empty somehow. been ages since i’ve read fiction and am hungry for more (that wasn’t such a great book though). left with nothing to do, it suddenly occurred to me that i did have something planned!

so inspired by the Vitamin String Quartet (i’m partial to their tributes to coldplay, paramore and mychemicalromance) that got me through studying for AMAN (oh hell), i am determined to learn how to play Viva La Vida on the violin!! yes the violin!!!

…which i have abandoned since last PharmNite. heh. pulled the violin case out from behind the shoe boxes and found it covered with it’s fare share of cobwebby gossamer (and dead spiders wtf). dusted it off outside with some effort and cracked open the case to find my violin somewhat moulding and on it’s way to sprouting fungi on the chin rest . FML. i don’t think it was more than a year!!! anyhoo, the mould was superficial… cleaned it right up :) then i realised my D string was unravelling and leaving dustings of silver all over the the fingerboard. so i guess that one’s shot. took out my spare and even that snapped as i was winding it in. FML lah. what is this???

so here i am, with three strings on a violin, all gung-ho about finally picking it back up and horribly incapacitated. guess it’ll have to wait till i get the missing string. by then, the chicken shit would’ve cooled. bleh.

yeah this is me, documenting this… because you know, if you tell someone about a plan, you’re more likely to see it through than if it were kept to yourself. fingers-crossed, people.

(or if you’d rather i didn’t terrorize the neighbours with screechy violin music, pray i give up before i do get around to buying the string)

p.s. shall blog about all the movies i’ve watched soonish :D and know that an anticipatory blogpost announcement from me is as good as none.

- despotic logorrhea -

all manners of pleasantry

2010-04-22T03:53:00.006+08:00

sekiranya anda belum menonton video yang hebat ini di bukumuka saya,

/cast Impressive level 99

woohoo!
that’s my cat… MY CAT!
he plays dead like the doggy in 200 pound beauty!!
beyond awesome.
credit also goes to me for being Clairvoyant level 50.

(if you listen carefully, you can hear the annoying bird that plagues my house in the background. woe.)

the finals are driving me mad.
3 down and 5 to go.
(remind me again why i am taking so many papers FML is this uni or sec school?!)

desperate situations call for desperate measures.

and there are desperates aplenty in facebook. lol

ahh… but by virtue of cheerio divination,

we’re gonna be alright :)

okay i lied, i staged this photo. when i was scooping the cheerios into the spoon right… the half-cheerio kept facing down in a frown and wouldn’t turn the other way for a number of tries.
IT’S A SIGN!
WE ARE DOOMED!!!

yet i am still so slack.
:(

smileys from today:

i’m sorry what…
why am i so funny?
beats me!
hahahahahah

zin likes to draw stuff.
oh and before you people start thinking i’m mean, please lean forward within an inch of your screen, squint really hard and notice his personal message reads “feed me shit”
sigh, i am so thoughtful sometimes :)
quite a work of art, if i do say so myself.

don’t mess with me.
muahaha.

in an oddly pleasant mood today and have wasted my day away.

am also feeling particularly adorable!
haha because i’m decked in pastels:
my tee is pink, my boxers are blue and my nails are purple :D

haha yes that is ~~naruto~~ sasuke (who cares) doing a kungfu-zen-shit-squat in a field of daisies and tulips.
he does flips into the air and lands on his feet when you force him to bow to you.
freaking amazing when he first did it 5 times straight without fault. plh, zy and i were so bloody amazed…
…and then he started falling flat on his face.

happy meal today.
should have asked the lady on mcdelivery for a girl toy.

- a frolic with the snipping tool -

the big two two

2010-04-10T01:14:00.001+08:00

everything from a couple of days before right up to a day after :D
note the teeny tiny scroll tab and brace yourself.

if you only scroll through the pictures, i have no respect for you *nazi* and you will be shot in your sleep.

with a point and shoot.

you’ll have pillowcase marks on your face, drool maps on your pillowcase,
and the worst ever mid-snore expression.

31st March

went for the MODA show with ellie in a spurt of midnight spontaneity
(which i have learnt, not a lot of good comes out of)

a little tacky, if i do say so myself.
reminds me of chinese opera. lol

somehow stylo’s shows are always around this time of the year… probably cause so are the F1 races!
miscommunication between a couple of people and we ended up reaching there wayyy late… :(
was at one (show, not race) last year with jess, actually, which was also very brief because we were also late.

but there were fire-blowers!
walked down the runway in true suspicious sakai fashion (no pun intended) and got turpentine or whatever they use to blow fire all over the runway (and some of the front row by the looks of their reactions. haha)

disastrous for the next collection

poor girl slip and slided all through and finally landed on her ass at the end of the runway even though she was wearing boots! kesian
… she still had to ~~walk~~ hobble her finale with the designers clamped on either side for support.
it was one of those moments that are embarrassing for both the embarrassments and the people watching.
we didn’t even get to find out who won afterwards because they suddenly decided to unveil the results at the finale show :(

alls well though, because then i had tea-ish dinner with ruth at midvalley soon after

the bubbly awesomeness that is ruth :)
really loved hanging out with you girl, we should do it more often!
haha, we both know we wont though… cause we are busy like that.
but i guess playing catch up is not too shabby either.

meeeeeeee, the one that you love oh so dearly.
hahaha

my first ever pavlova!
because she said it was heaven.
if you haven’t had one before, it’s kinda like the top of a meringue (except as it’s base) with lots of cream and whatever toppings they deem fit. sweet sial. i think i’d die if i had to eat it all on my own.
or maybe i wouldn’t and it only felt that way because we had wayy too much before desserts. lol

the pavlova and me with ruth’s useless sweater on :P

thanks for the dinner, hon
love you ♥

and hope your heels are not killing you! :D

went to san francisco steak house to try and make a reservation afterwards and the conversation was as follows…

me: hi, i was wondering if i could make dinner reservations for about 10?
waiter: yes, sure. today, miss?
me: er, no. for tomorrow evening.
waiter: oh… sorry miss, today is our last day. we are closing down tomorrow.
[long pause]
me: oh.

-_-"

and so… had to scrap plans for dinner there the next day…

just my luck.

joined jess a while later for…

HOW TO TRAIN YOUR DRAGON
which was exceptionally good!
toothless was adorable and looked totally like marmite (my cat) but chuihua refuses to admit it :P
i have, however, decided i do not like 3D movies.
hurts the nose/head and makes me dizzy. bleh
i did give it a whole 3 tries before, so i think i can honestly say i’ve seen it all.
front, back, middle, side, centre.
still dizzy!

1st April

dinner and bowling with the pharmacy girls + roomie(zy) + free1(kky)

fountain hadn’t shot up yet :(
from left: qliang, chuihua, plh, sue, silly, kyy, huili, zy
first time seeing everyone from sue’s height! ahahaha.
i’m wearing like four inch heels and she’s what, in flats?!

an early dinner at fridays in the gardens because sanfran didn’t quite work out.

on the phone, thanking someone for the birthday wishes. i forgot who o.0
but thank you everyone who called, esp seth all the way from uk :D

roomies~ <3
i’m awake when she’s asleep and she’s awake when i’m asleep.
high energy consumption pair. lol

with plh, my girl from kindergarten days

lamb.
this girl needs her red meat.
the long beans were really weird though.

with buy1, funwee who was having a bad hair day haha.
what is up with that fringe, girl?
i adore her because she is my level of blur :D

picking out the noms :D

our chocolate chip smoothie’s deformed straw ♥

zy getting excited over curry wantan mee… hahaha

me with the fridays jester hat :P

and… with the complimentary birthday cake that was hard as a rock.
i only went there cause plh promised not to tell them it was my birthday lah but they did anyway and made me stand there like an idiot cause i couldn’t bring myself to sing into the ketchup mike T.T

if you haven’t seen it on fb already,
here’s the video of my birthday wishes :D

seriously lacking in originality la you all!!!
sien.
i’m not killing anyone with my singledom, am i?

everyone!, from where i sat.

after dinner, we hopped off to bowl!
haven’t been in years… the last time i bowled, i pretty much just helped the alley clean out their longkang.

swapping heels for bowling shoes :)

all geared up and striking a pose.
that ball, by the way, was too small/light. bloody hell stuck my thumb in there and it wouldn’t come out when i tried to bowl.
T.T broke a nail.

aaand… yup, i’ve still got it.
if one day, you should require me to save your soul via a duel with the devil in a challenge of your choice, do NOT pick bowling. you WILL lose your soul.

or you could pick sue to do the deed :D
she’s goood, and has flair!

qliang, bowler of the day…
looking like an angry sim who hasn’t showered/needs to pee/is sleep deprived.
hahaha, so glad you’ve found your other ‘sense’.

the lot of us :D
thanks for the awesome time, girls!!
and thanks for sticking around til 12 to sing me happy birthday and not dumping me in the pool.
(not like you could have even if you wanted to, i’m too smart for you [taps temple])
much love.
♥ ♥ ♥

my attempt to paint hearts with my birthday night.

2nd April :D

lunch with ju, who came all the way from singapore ♥

at the Garden lifestyle store and cafe in 1u

it’s got cats outside the window,

the most adorable, hedged waiting area…

…pretty, flowery arched doorway and a white baby grand!!!
too bad there wasn’t anyone playing at the time :(

i know, i wanna reach out and sweep my bangs aside too.
but isn’t the place the prettiest??

ju with the faux hydrangeas and tree trunk wtf
(we sat next to a hedge :D)

over the hedge…
bird cages and little pots of flowers for sale.
(also, someone’s leftovers on the table but hey, we’re looking at the deco here, are we not?)

my favourite thing in the whole place…

THE MENU!!!
this was the first page i flipped and i was all ‘oooh, kitty in the corner… i gotta take a picture’
but then i turned the next page…

and there’s moreee!!!
every damn page has a white kitty looking all cute and cuddly with a different flower.

seeeee~
ju’s fave of the lot, looking very waverly-like.
(waverly is our old white-grey calico from like 10 years ago who she named after a character from ‘the joy-luck club’ {good movie!} because it was very fond of waving it’s tail. not that you asked… or wanted to know.)

loves it!
wanted to steal the menu home with me so bad it was like a freakin picture book.
[strokes book dreamily]

the cute jug we were supposed to drink from had a rose topped stirrer :)

our sisterly checking-out-pics-in-cam expressions.
is it just us, or is everyone like this?

cute, overpriced garden gnomes/elfs/fairies
(sorry, knowledge of mythical creatures a little lacking)

dessert :)
oh and food was decent.

the lovely ju and of course, lovely me ;)
because it was just the two of us, we don’t have a photo together…

unless of course,

this qualifies :D
darn cleaning ladies.

love you ju!
take care of yourself kays :)

later at night,

delicious at dua residency.
hahaha i know i know, delicious again??

meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
okay, i am aware it is blur and yes there is a clear picture but i look svelte here so let me be svelte and blur instead of clear and stick-thin can? thankyou.

ambience.
multitudes of white bird-cage lights everywhere~

trees outside the window.
reflections in the glass.

under mr jeff instead of ms jess
lmao.
someone needs their ears cleaned.

early, like a good host

not that i wanted to,
ywk was all paranoid and said jln tun razak will jam until ki siao so we left super early.
it was in fact very jam but we left a little too early :S

mememe.
i don’t do alcohol though, it makes me ugly and sleepy.
or uglier and sleepier if you wanna be mean like that.

pow and cy

zin, ywk, ky

me ky ika

girls will be girls

teo nomming with much gusto

plus ika dear :D
she’s too tall… got her head half cropped. haha

the other end of the table, my girls, their boys and hayden

the 13 year bestie

hayden and xiaobi who fed the giraffe a mint leaf! lol

someone’s salmon
was very yum!

girlssss :D

my steak ♥

the lovely plh, broke from all the birthday celebrations :D

another one of me and ell.
because good hair days cannot go undocumented :)
i wanted to curl it today actually but fucker ywk was giving me pressure ~_~

more cagey pictures!
the place has a very nice feel to it… later in the night, they even had a live band sing in the corner with the sofas… very chill. me likey :D

with my beard papa croqeunbouche :D
because cream puffs are love.

‘omg… never thought it would turn out so ugly!’
lol… and i think cream puffs taste their best when fresh :P
but thank you for the effort :D

blowing out the candles while the brownie swims in melted ice cream and chocolate sauce.

the seafoods
minus tako (wish you were there)

my hengdais
minus yc (who’s birthday is tomorrow:D)
and their plus ones (ky, you’re my plus one![hugs])

top from left: cy, pow, teo, huiyi, zin, ywk, ky, jess, che, weishyan
bottom from left: plh, jw, birthday girl, ell, alex, hayden

saranghae everyone!
thanks for the people who made it there from distant lands.
(jw n zin from singapore ♥ ♥, pow n ky from upm ♥, cy from sk ♥, teo n huiyi from semenyih ♥)
♥ ♥ ♥ really appreciate it, guys ♥ ♥ ♥
you know i love you all.

3rd April

guess where??

MALACCA BABY!

okay sorry if you’re getting bored of hearing me blog about malacca again and again… haha

i just really love it.
it’s so… quaint but touristy and happy at the same time. i dunno, can’t really explain it.

lunch at the chain store chicken rice ball place.
that is some grand wallpaper!

close up of the wallpaper people going about their daily lives of hanging out in suspended motion.
the gang in the porch/hallway are so totally bitching about whoever is inside the room lah, you can just see it in their faces.

my people gorging themselves on balls, chicken rice balls.
which where pretty good actually… not that i’m some food connoisseur or anything.

i like the place cause you don’t have to line up crazy long like at the corner shop before jonker walk. and cause they have air-conditioning (win!) plus a themed interior :D

what’s the theme?

yes you guessed it…

ancient china, woohoo!

on ground floor with plh with a phoenix and a dragon.
(chinese dragons blow ~~wind~~ ~~water~~ ambiguous blue swirls, not fire)

inspecting authenticity with sheer archaeological expertise.
now these people made an effort. i’ll pay for that.

dining area upstairs where you can hold period dinner parties.
creepy ambience, complete with attached bathroom! (porcelain bathtub and sink o.0)
bathroom door, however, is missing in action.

windows from the second floor overlooking the courtyard.
courtyardS! ♥

in case you missed the memo,
i love courtyards.

modern antique. it’s the details!
wonder what the key looks like? :)

zin unlocking the doors into the study (as i was told, not that i can read signboards. boo) as plh documents in anticipation…

…and venturing into NARNIA (ancient china beta edition)
or or or it could be doraemon’s dokodemo door/pintu mana-mana (pariah immobile edition)

hahaha. props to the ID people who made the back wall look like it could potentially lead somewhere.

helloooo grandeur.

now get me those fresh lychees, you worthless subjects!
[waves thin air off dismissively]
or it’s off with your heads!!!
50 dai ban!
chu nei gao juk!!
giap your fingers gaogao!!!

next up,
CENDOL

outside my favourite jonker88 museum cafe which has awesome cendol and baba laksa.
sadly, it was full to the brim brim T.T

so we went a-hunting elsewhere…

the goods at bibik cendol house.
no feel, few choices and boleh saja.
but malacca cendol, is malacca cendol!

and… right after,

boldly going where plenty have gone before…
baba charlie for nonya kuih.
they must have some serious secret ingredients in there, what with the glass shards deco going on.
this shot like damn artsy la, love it :D

because we are gluttons and this is a makan trip, we are entitled to nom non-stop.
don’t judge!

you’re just jealous anyway :P

seterusnya,

MILLE CREPE
at Nadeje near Dataran Pahlawan

apparently nadeje (pronounced najii {forvo say wan, not me}) means ‘hope’ in czech. googled because i’m a google-er. which is a good thing because, see, now you wont think ‘what a weird, horrid sounding name’ but instead actually be able to appreciate their effort to sound classy. what i don’t know is why the name is in czech when mille crepe is vaguely french. mo la kang.

ywk didi with plh jiejie

the yummers: raspberry, chocolate-orange and vanilla.
raspberry’s the best :)

we actually tried the ones at food foundry last month in our search for mille crepe (as it’s name suggests, is a thousand layers of crepe sandwiching cream in between. okay maybe not ‘a thousand’ lah… more like thirty? wow my blog is suddenly very informative). the one’s at food foundry have thicker crepe layers, while nadeje’s has thinner ones which melt in your mouth! hahaha actually, they don’t but that’s what all the food critics like to say when they talk about yummy creamy food so… heh. their drinks are crap btw. definitely ordering something they can’t screw up next time.

zin and i with the cakes/crepes!
they are love.
i NEED to go back for more.
NEED.

qliang says there’s green tea flavour.
GREEN TEA.

o.0

headed home in the pouring rain.

you’re probably sick of hearing it by the end of this post, but really… thanks for all the wishes and just being there.
the texts, the calls, the fb wall posts, the screams in my face, the hugs and the love.

do i feel any different from when i was 21?
no, not really… finally feels like i’m moving into my twenties now though.
and you know what? i’m perfectly okay with that :)

- ♥ -

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2010-03-31T01:59:00.001+08:00

have you ever stared at the sunset so long you see blotches of black when you come back inside?

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smile me a balloon

2010-03-27T18:11:00.002+08:00

a week ago today.

because i do not believe in blogging on time. or i might be too ~~lazy~~ busy for my own good.
your call.

putrajaya hot air balloon fiesta!

:D
colourful things in the sky make me happy.

ell and i upon arrival.
because it was bloody sunny.
we did however scrap the umbrella idea because it was so cumbersome.

me being all yay when i wasn’t really.

totally went at the wrong time lah.
five measly tied down, unsexy balloons and i was too late to get a ride.
apparently in the evening, there were 16 including darth vader :( , they were actually released, lighted and it closed with fireworks !@#%$#%
gah.

with mon, kesian, all the way from seremban.
you could have at least tried to look a little happier for the photo!

2 of the best.
they were going up and down for people all morning.
could’ve been meee up there :(

zorbs around the corner.
i wanted to go but they told me i was crazy and wouldn’t come with. bleh.
but the hilly stretch they were using didn’t have a sharp enough decline so the zorb people had to run together with the ball, rolling it along. turn-off.

so we contented ourselves with other activities.

predictable much?

my partner in crime and i
with shades

without!

and on the grass by the lake.
should have packed noms for a picnic! boo.

all three of us.
mon is in constant pic-fail mode.

the missed sign from above.

giant kid-filled beach balls!!
omg sooooo fun lah i wish i was a kid. this could be better than zorbing!
i don’t know why i’m so keen on being hamstered into a giant ball. lol
i think the theme of the fiesta was huge-air-filled-spherical-things day?

my three favourite candids of the day.

#1
nice :D

not to be confused with my msn display

which was an omg-that-background-is-nice-i-want-one-there-too photo

#2
LOL
i think her exact words were “ni kan na li chiu”

#3
gam yeng ah?

ell irritably giving mon the 101 on taking good photos of us.

ell got so annoyed and frustrated she wanted to fling his cam into the lake but then mon came running towards her in the most dramatic fashion and grovelled at her feet begging for mercy which happened to be an image so hilarious she couldn’t help but break into a smile.
nolah, i forget.

uh huh.
early birthday present from ju :D
loves!

hiding in the shade for a bit. it was crazy panas out there.
came back one or two shades darker with two-tone thighs.

talk to the hand, ell, talk to the hand!

ell pouting.
5 balloons? are you serious?!
the reason you keep seeing the same 2 in the background is because they were the most presentable.
the other 3 were just blah.

disappointment is ugly.

but we get by :)

heh.

smiley balloon.
this one’s for you, hyma! :D

and… that was it. balloons came down at noon… like 2 colourful stuffed dog mites.

the end.

just thought i’d blog it out since ell hasn’t uploaded on fb yet.

- ice cream and mango pudding -

end of a bad week perhaps?

2010-03-26T01:57:00.001+08:00

i certainly hope so.

week began with the major rental hassle. drove me crazy. i don’t like confrontations, much less being the bitch. it made me realise that sometimes, not being pushy doesn’t cut it. others can’t be bothered to trouble themselves with your interests until it concerns theirs. i lucked out, knowing one of the few exceptions. almost all has fallen into place now. almost. fingers crossed for minimal drama.

tuesday, wasted a couple of hours waiting around for the lab-that-didn’t-happen.

wednesday, was one of the lucky few who did get to do the OSPE (last one!) after 3 hours of sitting around waiting. for the rest, it was just another lab-that-didn’t-happen. scrubbed in and gloved all aseptically only to sit on a stool and suffer the worst itch in my ear for what seemed like eternity. i wonder what a surgeon does if this happens? ask a nurse to scratch? :D

thursday, all excited for the Russian A&C presentation cause we really did put our heart into it. we made a freaking model damnit

it’s us with the architect, rastrelli.

do you have any idea how hard it was to carve out like 60 windows?

are you impressed?
well the lecturer wasn’t :(

as if the sky had sensed the disappointment and turmoil of the week’s events…

today saw the awesomest thunderstorm ever.

sought shelter in some random tutorial room in the edu fac.
just sat in the dark and complained. loved it.

made it just in time for titas, which went really well.

hopped on over back to edu fac for ‘an easter thingy’
was famished and thus ordered mcdelivery, whence i found out that mcD lies!
told me they were sold out of mcflurries when plh ordered after and got them!!
LIARS!!!

with hyma, ruth and george backstage.
you guys were all wonderful!
i wish i could sing.
and ruth you were sooooo pretty i seriously didn’t recognise you. (not that you are normally ugly. lol)

gosh i miss you guys.

today also saw the demise of my umbrella and my trusty comfy flats.
umbrella inverted on me in the pouring rain, flat’s oversized bow fell off.

out with the old and in with the new, i say.

- let the streak be over -

nine, nipples and seekor kutu di alam takjub

2010-03-20T05:03:00.001+08:00

i happened to run into yokepoh at the gsc ticketing counter this evening… (no longer ‘this’. haha)

me: heyyy so what are you planning to watch?
yp: oh, alice in the wonderland
me: oooh… i saw it last week. wahaha
yp: cis. before this my friend was asking me whether i wanted to see ‘seekor kutu di alam takjub’.
me: there’s such a show? [gawk] [whips head around and squints at the posters] *mutters* what kind of name is that?
yp: err you know… a lice in wonderland?
me: ooooowhhhhh. [dies a little inside]

in all seriousness though, … LOL.

heh, so today is movie-review day also known as i-shall-now-count-the-ways-these-movies-awww-and-annoy-me day, because well i haven’t done one of these in a while and come on now, you and i both know you miss the blogging me, right?

right?

[cranes neck to peer over the rippled waters]

…

[reels the line in a tad]

…

*crickets*

okay, FINE. BE THAT WAY.
[yanks rod back]

hmph. i’ll blog tomorrow.

HELLO!
i is maitee hapi nowz.

going to see the balloons at putrajaya tomorrow (aka in a couple of hours)!!! :D
…and hopefully ride in one :D:D:D

so…

ALICE,

after much anticipation – right from back in 2008! (i googled ‘alice in the wonderland’ in my blog to look for my previous anticipatory post and found so many. lol. can’t believe i talked about it so much. here, here and here), i went to watch it last sunday! in 3D!!!

and what can i say? it was most incredibly… mediocre.

i went into it expecting it to be a remake of AITW but it turned out to be a continuation of the story instead. (er warning: spoilers ahead?) which isn’t all bad, i mean, i can take a sequel.

came out of it, thinking it was pretty good… but in retrospect, it didn’t really live up to my expectations at all. i don’t know, maybe i expected too much. the cheshire cat, johnny depp and helena carter were awesome as per usual. the characters were contorted, and the hatter’s not at all as mad as he should be (though far more likeable than the annoyance that he was in 1951) i also didn’t like:

the white queen – never was a fan of anne hathaway
the jabberwocky – eww… may be biased though because i have preconceptions. been imagining it in a different light since i was a kid. totally spoiled the poem for me… you can’t do this! i shall erase this image from my memory.
the bandersnatch – too kind!
the dormouse – he gets on my nerves
the lack of rose-painting by the knaves
the fact that it wasn’t Wonderland at all!!! what’s this underland nonsense?

i did however like the heads in the moat and the whole red queen theory.

as biased as i am on tim burton films, this one was not so great. i’d choose Sweeny Todd over this any day. remember Charlie and the Chocolate Factory? Maybe burton should stay away from children’s classics.
i was sitting next to a bunch of kids in the cinema and i couldn’t help but wonder…

what if they never did see the original Alice in the Wonderland?

what if their entire idea of AITW was this?
that’s horrible! it isn’t at all AITW, and they should’ve put a PG13 on it. kids these days are different, i accept that… (heck their cartoons are so much more complex than ours were, remember when we used to laugh at tom and jerry? ben10 and spongebob are nothing like that.) but honestly it is entirely dreadful that one should miss out on the imaginary splendour and, for lack of a better word, wonder of Wonderland. it hurts to think that this AITW could be all they think of AITW. what of the singing pansies, the sweeperdog, the dodo and the doorknob? it saddens me.

that being said, i much much with all the muchness in the world prefer the original.

if you haven’t seen it, download. i insist.

okay… now that we’ve gotten that out of the way, let’s discuss

NINE

shall we?

so we were planning a steamboat this thursday after tests and russian. and i was all for the steamboat because well, it’s nice to sit down and boil a couple of things to unwind. but NOOOOO, qliang wanted to watch a mooovie. so i hopped online and picked the best one at a suitable time. and this was actually the first time i’ve ever heard of nine. wiki-ed it and found out about the cast:

Daniel Day-Lewis as Guido Contini
Marion Cotillard as Luisa Contini
Penélope Cruz as Carla Albanese
Judi Dench as Lilli La Fleur
Nicole Kidman as Claudia Jenssen
Kate Hudson as Stephanie
Fergie as Saraghina
Sophia Loren as Mamma Contini
Andy Pessoa as Italian boy

(saraghina was really fergie! i knew it!!! she was so fat in the movie, i couldn’t recognise her. fergie is still very much i-gotta-feeling hot in my head)

now that is pretty impressive, no? plus its a musical, god knows how much i love musicals (NOT high school please, [retches]) i even youtube-ed the trailer to watch and it looked really promising! like all moulin-rouge-esque, sexy, exciting and grand!

so we picked this movie… well actually i did. of the 4 who were planning to watch, only me n plh knew what movie it was. funwee n kky were gonna watch alice but it was kinda sold out so they joined us (rather unwittingly). so there we were, the 6 of us, watching this movie i picked. (yes, all this rambling is neccessary)

verdict?

ZADOU.

that word pretty much sums it up alright.

95% of the trailer was played out in the first 10 minutes of the show. the whole show chronicles how contini (the director dude) exercises his infidelity with multiple very attractive women (no i do not mean sex scenes. well i suppose there are but we watched this in a malaysian cinema, remember?) and how his wife leaves him in the end.

we couldn’t help laughing out loud at the sheer ridicule, especially the ending. all that grandeur and action from the trailer? entirely figments of contini’s imagination. nothing exceptionally interesting happens in real life. he talks to a vision of his dead mother (sophia loren babehh! SOPHIA LOREN!! she certainly aged horribly) and wonders through life with his philandering ways.

costumes? awesome. loved claudia’s!
singing? awesome.
dance numbers? awesome. penelope cruz does risque cabaret! fergie plays a tambourine! lol

plot? 0

zadouness factor? 10 out of 10

i think maybe a lot of the zadouness came as after effects from watching the russian balet – romeo and juliet earlier in the day. it was sooo damn abstract lah. i came expecting something like this

and was given the complete opposite. omg it was soooo wtf. i need to google it for you now.

i can’t find ittttt~ must’ve been too ghastly, nobody bothered to take pictures of it. o.0
okay nevermind, i’ll tell you. i’m no ballet expert, but this was pretty unconventional. movements were all angular and stuff instead of the usual grace and they didn’t wear ballet shoes.

the way they acted it out was damn weird lah especially when romeo found juliet ‘dead’, he kept flinging her dead body around and when juliet found romeo dead, she lugged him from the bed onto a chair and flung herself on him (sideways) repeatedly. repeatedly because everytime she did, she rolled off him onto the floor. what the hell is that about?

okay nevermind… so juliet didn’t wear a dress throughout. she wore a silk corset-ish thing with silk boxers and leggings that were cropped at the thigh and ended midway at the calf. she wore that to the ball, she wore that to their secret rendezvous, and she wore that to get married secretly. omg those leggings were horrible. horrible i tell you!

oh and i forgot to mention, her silk corset-ish thing had protruding nipples. fake ones. kinda like madonna’s cones but not really because it was just the nipples. yeah. she got married wearing lingerie with fake nipples.

i’m more of a classics girl, i guess.

- balloons baby -

hey, you

2010-03-06T04:33:00.001+08:00

how’re you doing today?

i’m blogging… surprise! :)

so… home… not the best place to be studying for antineoplastics. totally not conducive. distractions galore and horribly soporific weather. i did 2 slides this morning (subject to interpretation; morning’s whenever i wake up) and hopped off to make pancakes.

pretty yums.

btw, those are caramelised apple cubes… i realise they look like potatoes. hey this (instant pancake mix wtf) is pretty good for me okay… i’m your regular cooking-fail. can’t if my life depended on it.

oh oh!

here’s this facebook app psychology test thing i did yesterday. posting it here cause i think it’s interesting… not sure how true it is but it’s amazing because all they ask is about 5 or 6 questions which aren’t really questions. they just ask you to pick your preference to a couple of things (eg. pirates vs. ninjas). how the hell is that supposed to define who you are huh?

behold: my pseudo-psychoanalysis, with notes. haha.

Dear Xinli Lim, below are your PSYCHOLOGY PERSONALITY test result:

Mysterious... oftentimes, a loner. You know your true friends and only them are allowed to understand the real you.
mysterious? i don’t know, you tell me.
loner? probably. i guess i am prone to doing a lot of loner-ish things… and i’m pretty contented being alone, doing my own thing. could be a potentially detrimental quality… but oh well.
and isn’t everyone like that with friends? i mean, you can’t be wearing your heart on your sleeve all the time.

You’re usually expressive... Open about your emotions and most of the time willing to talk about it.
really? cause i always thought i was a bottler but i think a lot has changed about me… like my propensity for blurting out increasingly lame things. i used to be the cool kid, you know (maybe?) but i guess that phase has passed and i am now that girl who says stupid things. the thing is… people point it out all the time and i am a tad embarrassed. just a tad.

You love deeply... you may flirt along and people think you’re a playboy/playgirl but the truth is: your heart belongs to only one.
i'm a flirt??? ;)

You have so many ideas in mind... You’re creative and aggressive! If you want something, you’ll do anything to get it!
creative is… oh my god. i just realised i think in mandarin now. like the first thing that crosses my mind is in mandarin. actually, come to think of it, sometimes i even exclaim stuff in mandarin around ell when i actually speak canto to her. it’s weirding me out. and i can’t for the life of me think of the english word for ‘mian qiang’ cause i wanna say that creative mian qiang ke yi jie shou. WTF. [helpless]

You’re an ideal boyfriend/girlfriend... You don’t care if your partner doesn’t really love you as long as you love him/her. You give your all...
sigh. so i’m on the losing end eh?

You’re intimidating! People have an impression that you’re elite—or if not, you simply look sophisticated. You gain praises but not companions.
elite? sophisticated? i could work with both :D nice… but still on the losing end. the lack of companions does however offer a good loner prognosis.

You love actions... with the hero-like taste! You focus on your strengths and use them to protect persons/things that are important to you.
haha… i don’t know about this one. a little too far-fetched.

hmmm…

there’s this warm happy feeling inside. can’t quite pinpoint it, but it’s there like an itch you can’t locate or walking into a spider web. might be the milo kosong ais, finding out that pharmacognosy was postphoned, the anticipation of finally seeing tim burton’s alice (OMGexcited!!!), laughing inside at silly LOLcats or just reading peter’s awww-ful future wife letters (it could be a novella!)

:))

i’ll leave you with that. talk more in a couple of days…

meanwhile, should you have any trouble conjuring up an image of me in your mind at will,
here’s a picture of me and my very first large volume parenteral!

i.v. dextrose, stat!

told you i was getting lamer.
don’t say i didn’t warn you.

- *burp* -

i wish there were 48 hours in a day

2010-03-02T04:19:00.001+08:00

i want to blog…

about anything and everything.

but it’s not gonna happen anytime soon because i’ll take ages to sift through photos picking on every flyaway lock of hair, unfortunate zit and weird expression and be really anal about what i caption or say and then probably abandon it midway because i lose patience and interest too easily but it'll still be 24 hours a day. indefinitely. and that sucks.

so here’s something that i found amusing… for laughs.

(or not [shrugs]… i’m sorry but we can’t be friends anymore if you can’t laugh at the things i find funny)

(nawww… that’d be juvenile, i’m turning 22 in exactly a month’s time. gotta practice being all mature and stuff. omgomgomgomgomg dua puluh dua. aiminggggg, i need to moan and gripe with you this very moment!!! T_T)

“matanya seperti dua kabus,
separuh senyuman, separuh tangisan,

matanya seperti dua penipuan
yang diselubungi kabut nasib malang."

– Zabolotsky on Struyskaya (as translated by my russian a&c lecturer- he who speaks better bm than me)

who, by the way, looks like this…

lol

and since we’re on the subject of random unrelated pictures,

my nail is blood red.
my blood is nail red.
my red is nail blood.

- so i look to my eskimo friend -

bo liao

2010-02-03T16:15:00.001+08:00

^^ FAIL BESAR! lol

- autogenerate me -

ohai, is me… your resident nyctophiliac

2010-02-01T05:53:00.001+08:00

lab report, yearbook email and everything else i gotta do open… to remind myself in case i forget, i still have stuff to do.

…and yet here i am, sitting on my bed, listening to the clock tick the seconds, the silent whirr of the ceiling fan and the tippity tap of the keys as i type.

it’s been a long week. lost sleep over tests and rehearsals for pharmacy night (which i will blog about soonish. tentatively. you know me) but now it’s all over and it was the best pharmnite ever! granted i’ve only been to two. lol.

nevertheless, kudos to the final years for putting this together!! and special thanks to yuezi, if you’re reading, for everything you’ve done :D

a little update on the goings-on before i continue :)

what’s new?

FISHES!!!
that’s what!

ISN’T MY BOWL PRETTY???
i did the plants myself!!!
SO LUSH :D
literally plucked the pennyworts from the garden and tied them to a rock wow why am i so sai lei.
oh and the fishes are pretty too.
i got a royal blue siamese fighting fish and two guppies with gorgeous tails (which totally look like butterfly wings ok) because the shopkeeper said fighting fish can cohabit with other fishes, so long as they’re of a different species. so weee~ i got 3 new fishies with am and ell.

(if you’re wondering what happened to the quackers, they died. i successfully migrated them back to seremban for the dec hols… two weeks later, my mom changed their water and they promptly went to fish heaven or wherever fishes go when they die)

…

BUT THE SHOPKEEPER LIED!!!!!!!!
#$^%$#^$%&%

it’s either that or my fish is an asshole
…because it would chase the guppies around the tank.

proof.
look at the poor little beautiful guppy’s shredded tail and that menace of a siamese.

so i guess i had to do what i had to do.

loaned a tank from plh with all the intention in the world of bringing either one home.
but i couldn’t decide which for the longest time… was a little resentful of the siamese and the guppies were super active and pretty so i figured i’d get 3 more and let them zip around the bowl in lovely rainbows and lug the blue menace back to seremban for my brother or something…

but the siamese was so damn beautiful

i mean, look at that!
SO CHIO
how can anyone give that away, huh? huh? huh?

so now they’re both sitting on my desk because i went home last week and forgot to bring either of them back. oh yeah, and the shredded guppy died a week later. no idea why. he wasn’t even floating. little thing sank and just lay there. so now i have 2 fishes, 2 bowls…

AND A NEW WARDROBE!

NAISS
it’s a lot skinnier than the last one (which caved from all my clothes and random stuff i’d hang in there because it was so wide) but i like how sleek it is and how it is an actual wooden wardrobe instead of the cloth-over-steel-frame deal because now i can go to narnia! hahahahaha. should’ve gotten this wardrobe last semester. i always try to save money but end up spending more… argh. thanks mucho willsen for helping me put it together and sorry for slamming the door on your hand phaiksan!! lol.

and everything’s so yellow… LOL
bedsheet’s actually green but i guess too much of the wall is reflecting :D

NEW NAILS

well not exactly new… 3 weeks old and so passe but i thought i’d show you.
along with the missing blob on my phone. result of reckless handling :(

so uh… TODAY.

was great. sort of.

woke up at 1145 hours.
watched 5 eps of ugly betty.
it rained.
went out on a spontaneous crab nomming trip to kepong!

ky, the birthday girl with deep-fried mantous! yum.

“mine, all mine!!! nobody can have my mantous!!!”

cheesy crab.
was yum but kinda felt like throwing up midway. too cheesy for me.

lalalalalalalalalalalallalalalallalalallalalalalal
oh how i adore you.

this much!

sweet and sour crab!!!
awesome.
don’t feel like salted egg crab anymore.

all geared up and ready for action! :D

oh and let’s not forget the sensible duo who did all they could to educate the ignorant on the proper techniques of crab cracking. lol

the aftermath.
sad to say, crab didn’t quite agree with my tum…
tongue loved it though :D

the back of the bill with all our birthday wishes. lol
i was totally the first to draw a crab lah. can’t believe they all drew bigger ones than mine and stole my spotlight T_T
note the ugliest which has specs and mantou clasped pincers. ahahahahahhaha.

kay, i’m sleepy. can’t believe i stayed up all night and did none of my lab reports!!! BAD XINLI.

- smelly where art thou -

i feel like egg tarts

2010-01-22T02:27:00.001+08:00

all squishy and sweet.

but instead i had a peanut butter, banana and honey sandwich…

all squishy and sweet.

it saddens me that i don’t blog like i used to.

it saddens me that people die.
it saddens me that things don’t happen as planned.
it saddens me that friends drift apart.
it saddens me that the pool is a patchy yellow.
it saddens me that i lose my nerve.
it saddens me that there is never enough time.
it saddens me that i don’t know.
it saddens me that friday classes don’t end till 5.
it saddens me that people hurt.
it saddens me that the perfect heels evade me.
it saddens me that i think too much.
it saddens me that i think too little.
it saddens me that bananas rot.
it saddens me that my skin heals too slow.
it saddens me that i can’t bring myself to study right now.
it saddens me that i am saddened by so many things.

and yet, i suppose life goes on.

- and it’s okay -

russian arts and culture = wtf

2010-01-12T01:45:00.002+08:00

so yep… pretty much the confirmed elective now. well, it is after all past add and drop week. went for my first (the 2nd) class last week and it was wtf all the way.

wtf#1
cabbed to arts faculty because i’m useless and i have useless friends ;)
was misinformed :P and searched the new arts building upside down. only to discover later that it was in the linguistics faculty T_T

wtf#2
class turned out to be in the video studio. complete with on-air/standby sign above the entrance, a bajillion spotlights overhead, an elevated metal stage thingey (nehh, the type where people stand and toss faux snow over a play) and 2 flat screen LCDs.

wtf#3
lecturer was an old-ish russian man in a shirt too tight for his tum. started talking in heavily accented english and i was all relieved because the class would be in english but alas, he went on to say "kursus ini akan diajar dalam bahasa melayu” and went on to ramble in near-perfect and very quick malay. yeah, his is probably better than mine…

wtf#4
showed us a very wtf music video of a russian singer (the type with long wavy locks and a half-buttoned shirt. male, just in case you got the wrong picture) that was filmed in malaysia. i don’t know how to explain it so you just have to trust me, it was wtf alright.

wtf#5
he later attempted to demonstrate more traditional russian songs with ‘kalinka’ sang by a military choir at a concert… only thing was, there were these very eccentric and out-of-place band of guitarists with over-the-top elvis wigs doing crazy stunts in front. i can’t seem to find the video of it on youtube though :( i wanted so much to share the wtfness with you guys… EH WAIT I FOUND IT! omg i am so good at searching lah. too bad it’s of a lower quality.
embedding is disabled so HERE IT IS!!! MUST WATCH confirm laugh die.
(watch la kays, i searched so hard for it :D)

wtf#6
(saved my fave for last)
had about half an hour left after he finished his lecture and proceeded to let us watch a russian cartoon on video. you guys are so lucky i managed to find it on youtube because it’s not to be missed! lol.
sigh i can’t decide which part i should show you because it is all very random and unconventional (and wtf). involves singing donkeys, transsexual gypsies and half-naked men with green leafy armpit/chest hair. don’t say i didn’t warn you. watch without the subtitles for maximal wtfness (we didn’t have the luxury of any).

tell me that didn’t make you laugh!
(or just stone in silence at the very least)
part1 and part3

well i gotta say, i liked TBER1307 in all it’s wtfness (for now).

where else do you get to watch cartoons and play with matryoshka dolls in a lecture?

notice how they all have different faces and hairstyles?

- VITAS is russian!! -

the real great holiday post

2010-01-10T16:43:00.001+08:00

so where do i begin??

why, with the commencement of HOLIDAYS of course!
(i really wanna blog about australia… procrastination and the busy hols have got the better of me. i really wonder if i will ever ever ever get around to it :( let’s clear these hols out of the way first eh?)

had to stay back for a couple of things so i was in pj for a bit after the finals…

here we are at this korean place in ss2 called ‘korean house’… how absolutely unpredictable! :D

shirhwa n kyying nomming away.

we were pretty much the only customers they had at the time and there were a bunch of waiters that looked more burmese than korean (as is the case with ko hyang. bleh) and they all sported white starched shirts, bowties and big friendly smiles. sometime into the lunch, they disappeared one by one and when we asked for the bill, the waiter who was previously all mr. starchybowtie came out in a singlet and surf pants… complete with tattoos. all that was missing was his surfboard wth.

but the food was yummerz and i wanna go back there again :D

then we hopped down to sunway when we had a free day to ourselves…
it was all really vague and planned but unplanned. ended up bringing both socks and a swimsuit because i wasn’t entirely sure whether we were gonna end up skating or slip and sliding in sunway lagoon. speaking of which, i haven’t been since i was a kid!!! something always comes up when anyone plans a trip :(

lunch at canton-i

siokhui n shirhwa with this very canggihly named tea. as usual, i have forgotten what it was.
but it’s pretty, is it not?

and then us with the customary dragon fruit juice which is slurpyums…

trying to utilise the mirrors they had…
and by the way, i am not going back to canton-i ever again. took me a couple of lunches/dinners to realize this but the food is ridiculously overpriced, their noodles are meh and the congee is gross la like eating starch only. their only saving grace is the cute piggy buns (i tried to find the pic of them but my Pictures folder is one big mess. need to reorganise!!!) but even those are hardly worth the price.

took photos at some promo thing going on.
[cringecringecringe]

proof that we ended up ice-skating instead of lagoon-ing.

i’m actually pretty good you know! i don’t know why, but i don’t really mind skating mindlessly in circles with the 100 odd people. i still can’t brake though :( almost made it through without falling but was dragged down into a heap on wet slush :D it was fun.

then dinner at papa john’s

which was not bad. they had these weirdass pepper pickles.

then erm the bunch of us crashed at midvalley
(i think i’ve been to midvalley ten times as often as i’ve been to jusco s2 ~~this~~ last year o.0)

the sixth-formers chilling at secret recipe cause i wanted cake.
we somehow drifted towards each other at the beginning of the first sem of first year like flotsam and jetsam in a whirly current… i’ve no idea why but i reckon it has to do with the whole culture shock we experienced. it was quite horrible at the time (for me anyways). lol. i guess what doesn’t kill you does make you stronger… or more tolerant to a myriad of nonsense at the very least.

group shot after a midnight movie.

2012.
crazy a lot of people. the line at gsc almost made a full circle around the circular balcony thing… at noon. about 10 shows were sold out already at that time. mad crowded. i think 95% of the people in the queue were buying 2012 tickets because they even had to announce the full shows to send people still in queue away… gotta say it did live up to all the hype and contemplative fb statuses! all throughout the first half i kept going ‘omg this is so awesome they were so right i can’t believe this is such a great movie what if i die tomorrow?!?!’ and then it kinda went downhill from there. i grew a lot less contemplative and awed after people started to get saved repeatedly, building after collapsing building and land after swallowing land… you gotta let someone die! the hot russian pilot doesn’t count, he’s obviously just eye candy (and a job well done, i say!)

btw, after much thought and weighing of pros and cons, i will now be taking TBER1307 RUSSIAN CULTURE AND ARTS! i think. at least that’s the plan for now. super ganjeong cause i was repetitively refreshing the ‘Senarai Kelas Elektif Luar yang masih ada kekosongan’ since a couple of days ago and then *poof* these 2 places appeared so i scrambled to log in and register but misspelled my password twice and then had to drop 2 courses to make way (long story) and when i finally did submit the code for the umpteenth time, they came up with some malfunctioning webpage. T_T ganjeong die. thanks to plh, found out all i needed to do was to switch to the english version of the webbie and they lived happily ever after. the end.

edit to add: they did not live happily ever after yet. tell ya’ll some other time when things have settled.

ahem. where was i? oh ya… plus you can’t very well have every other character in the movie tearfully calling their loved ones and having sweet sorrowful conversations! (i’m ashamed to say i cried at almost every phone-call T_T and when the president died and when the indian family was tsunami-ed and when… okay enough.) it’s just very passe after the 2nd one.

next up, failed to garner enough people and a ride to broga hill which has since become quite a fad. i think there are at least 5 broga hill albums on fb from entirely different cliques. –_-

so, uh, this is us after the movie.

lol.
trespassed at the nice new toilet near the science faculty in the middle of the night and took this piss shot. we are quite salah, i don’t deny :D
the ladies was still under construction but i’m thinking it’ll be really nice when it’s done. has this whole open air vibe with plants and stuff behind the sinks… a tad bit reminiscent of the singapore zoo toilet! but i’ll probably not be going there anytime soon, what with it being in the middle of nowhere.

compensating for the missing broga hill hike with yet another hill :D bukit cinta!
so named (i’m guessing) for it’s infamous empty streets ideal for parking cars and doing naughty things in… or maybe just enjoying the night breeze on a romantic stroll? haha.

well whatever it is, we didn’t catch any action. drove here as opposed to last sem where i walked, crazy a lot around um with a bunch of lovely people who are somehow dangerously fading into oblivion :(

at any rate, this bunch is equally lovely in their own mad bouncy ways :D

we traipsed around aimlessly until nearly 4am and we almost went for the 4am currywantanmee (which is a stall which opens only at 4 and is often sold out by 6. don’t ask me why the lady decided to open shop at such an ungodly hour in the first place, but she’s obviously found her niche!) purposely woke up at a later date to nom at this quaint stall and it was fab! or it could be because we were all starving… either way, it was fab!

then i got back to lil ol’ seremban…

only to head back up again with ell a few days later.
that’s her dashboard right there, with the whole eclectic deco going on.
guanyin, teddy, mittens and a cross… none of which has anything to do with the other. lol.

crashed at jess’s, helping her mess up her room
…as is the ritual :D
(well i speak for myself here cause ell’s a neat freak)

ebizai was fresh home from down under!

fugubi was terribly sick though…
so we went to get meds (and MC) with her so she could come hang with us! hehe
it was a legitimate medical leave okay! she really was sick. swear.

ended up wandering around the gardens after lunch…or was it dinner? at sushi zanmai, another place i will cease to visit as often after my previous phase of adoration and craving. it somehow doesn’t taste as good anymore…
landed ourselves soon after in the land of cute-useless-things aka action city!

with the life-size domokun omg so damn cute!
hughughugx

natalie and jess
i love this pic! it’s beyond cute :D
both very doumai-ly bought sets of miniatures.

this trip was mostly lan-ing in the leong residence… one activity i do best. haha. especially since fugu’s bed has a somewhat consistent soporific effect on me.

then finally home in the CLK (of the lame abbreviation variety)
the evening sky was glorious, the diamond studded highway was lovely and my camera does nothing to capture the essence of all that was.

home again!

what’s changed?
ju was briefly enamoured with the neighbour’s new, old beagle.

who was a darling bitch but went mad at the sight of the catses.

ju and the beagle

then came the start of the reunion spree!

with the ixora girls (my form4 and form5 class was ixora, it’s not that i particularly like ixoras)
had a fun time chatting at janice’s and catching up!

later vroomed off to lcct to get am am back from aus.
on the way, there was a rainbow!!!

couldn’t get a better picture of it, but it was a whole quarter of a circle!
i don’t think i’ve ever seen a full rainbow…

we got there and her flight was missing from the arrival board. ganjeong-ed die because she took quite a while to come out. lol. but all is well and am is home… kept up the ongoing tradition of dinner at daidei!

ermm… then am, ell and jw left for singapore and abandoned me in seremban to rot. sob

so that’s exactly what i did.
lots of drama watching :D finished a season of ‘house’ and ‘you’re beautiful’!,
lazed lazed lazed,
took pictures of copulating dogs,

hahaha damn hilarious. at one point there was a third dog standing between them like a judge but i was too slow.

and made hair accessories!

damn, i’m talented.
bwahahaha.
later realised the peachy nude twins look like i’m growing mushrooms outta my head from the front. bleh.

i can has reunion #2

the girls + me looking very unglam.

huayyen n lisa with our highschool chem teacher pn.siti!
so young, can?

girls will be girls :)

the gorgeous yeanyee,
still ever so mental :D

and the whole lot of us ixorians! well, ones who made it anyway…

btw, never going back to the rasah curry leaf ever again!!! service was terrible; people forgot orders and it seemed like the only one working was the boss. there weren’t even that many people there and everything took ages! they used to make such good food. i ordered maggi goreng and it tasted like someone tipped the whole salt shaker in. horrible. [gag]

(are you tired of reading yet? cause i’m no where near done)

bonus picture.

marmaladedua snuggling up to my feet at night.
i miss sleeping with him already…

i can has reunion #3!

at tarot with the U65-ians

eulei all ablur and keenhong who’s apparently threatening to stab me to death with a pink bendy straw.
both are at upm now… and i forgot what they were doing… once again. something masscommy and businessy.

yonlek!
used to sit next to her in class and talk incessantly while she copied notes.
wish i was half as hardworking. heh.
now in sabah doing medic.

joyan :D
ever joyful, ever talking/singing.
in ukm, dancing and stuff. lol.

minwai, class manager.
(yep, st. paul calls their monitors managers)
currently in… i forgot, doing something psychology. i think.

and we celebrated kayling’s birthday!
(i only found out mid-dinner… sorry, i’m useless with dates)

a candid of keenhong doing an incredible hulk impression.
no, actually i’ve no idea what he was doing. haha. just thought it was cute.

anddd the group pic! :D

visited the grandparents in malacca

there’s beauty in puddles :D
this particular one caught my eye as i was leaving… picture doesn’t quite translate but ohwell, it shall remind me of beautiful puddles.

and i’ve made it as far as 12/12/09

i’m a terrible blogger :(

- kthnxbyecyalllater -

the great holiday post

2009-12-31T02:01:00.001+08:00

okay… somewhat misleading title up there. i mean ‘great’ as in the great, big, long-overdue post that will summarise the past month or so in the most haphazard fashion i can muster… not ‘great’ as in omg-my-holiday-was-awesome-schmawsome-and-i’m-gonna-tell-you-all-about-it!!! great. so yeah. don’t expect too much of me.

been back in um for 2 days now and have managed to oversleep on 2 separate occasions, one on each day, thereby missing two classes. [pats self on back with right hand and stabs self with left]

as luck would have it, one turned out to be non-existent and the other involved a 15 minute intro lecture. i slept in an extra hour and a half and saved myself a 30 minute walk to the arts faculty. i hereby propose a demotion from the title of officer of the outofluck division. amen. wtf the 2 week probation begins nao!

or maybe it should begin next week… cause you know, it’ll be a new year and mars will align with saturn while venus overshadows pluto (is pluto even a planet anymore? -ok i did extensive research ahem* and it isn’t really… it’s a dwarf planet but doesn’t that mean it’s a planet still? since, you know, it’s called a dwarf planet…anyhooo~), thus the cosmic powers of the galaxy will inevitably shift and cause major disruption in the balance of reukhanoince (which is a word i just made up because i have grown bored of the above attempt at godknowswhatiwasattempting) kthanksbye

…

just got back from dance practice (waowaowao wouldn’t you like to know) showered and shall now retire to my super comfy bed (explains a lot doesn’t it?) because now, i can has 3 pillows to snuggle up to! let’s hope i manage to wake up in time tomorrow for the 8am german lecture at…er… i will find out soon! all i know is there’ll be plenty of walking! smell ya later bulogureader.

…

it is i… yet again. does this confuse you? the whole multiple-day-condensed-into-a-post-with-no-clear-date thing. tell me. oh but i know you wont (why do i bother asking?) because you (yes, you!) are clearly not a very responsive reader of my blog. i do not appreciate your silence and stalker mannerisms. hmmph. save for lisa :) [glances over adoringly] lol. nahhh it’s rhetorical. not sure what point i’m trying to prove though.

so anyways… Guten Abend! Ich heiβe xinli. Und Wie heiβen Sie?

yepyep i made it to the german lecture on time :D it was pretty interesting… Frau YiChern was super nice and super pleasant, there were a grand total of 7 students and 4 were us of the BPharm. oh oh and i concede that german is an incredibly(sehr) complex language lah. FML. what do i do now? so so keen on this before but is it worth it? can i cope? no i don’t think so. FMLFML. already balancing precariously at the edge of the ditch. what’s more, it’s a twice a week thing located at faraway lands accessible only by foot… leading to soresoresore feet :( nolah can drive there also but we don’t have car. FOL. why anikuan??? (which, by the way, is not german. it’s hokkien for ‘like this’ god i love abusing parentheses!)

oshhh… and we met this blonde swiss chick on our trek back to the hill where we rot and totally applied our amazing capabilities to greet. however, her reply in a full-fledged german sentence was utterly indecipherable. might’ve been a little bit more ideal though, had we remembered how to say nice to meet you. lol.

which, should you have no inclination to know whatsoever, is ‘Freut mich, Sie kennen zu lernen’
see la! no kaitan with english at all and not the slightest tinkling of bells.

Na ja, Auf Wiedersehen German!

and thus the dilemma of the suitable elective continues to plague the week. stay tuned for the next episode of THE BOTHERSOME ELECTIVE~

went shopping at sunway today and kinda went a little crazy… haven’t shopped in monkey years (not even in singapore!) so i guess it’s okay. i mean… ya gotta get clothes for cny, no? and besides… the red tags in cotton on excite me.

uh oh… i think i got a little carried away with the intro to my holiday post and it’s been a couple of days already ican’tkeepdoingthis! wont be able to blog in the next few days cause i’ll be home and stuff will be happening. majorly interesting stuff. like lazing, being awesome and cuddling my cats. so tell you what, i’m gonna stop here and do the holiday post later.

HAH do you feel cheated?!

serves you right for… whatever recent wrong you’ve done! pblthhhh :P

here’s a sneak peak of what may or may not be coming soonish

give me back my holidays!

Tschüβ~

p.s. HAPPY BIRTHDAY TEOTEOTEOTEOTEOTEOTEO! YOU IS SAMA TUA DENGAN SAYA SKARANG!
don’t talk technicalities with me. [narrows eyes] omgi’mblindddddddd~

- tragic, this life -

missed me?

2009-12-28T23:37:00.001+08:00

been so long since i’ve typed on this yellow background.
busy much?

back in a few

- :) -