The Chronicles of Debbie

Ironic.

2011-07-23T01:02:00.004+08:00

How ironic;
It is when I seem to give people superbly, great advice;

But I can't seem to make it of any use to my own heart.

How ironic;
That I'm going around, lapping up after other people's problems;

Trying to fix what I can't stand to bear witness to;

Knowing that they probably won't do the same for me.

How selfish;

That I'm giving myself a small flicker of false hope.

To think that something might actually happen;
With no solid proof of anything.

How selfish;

To know that there are people who do care for me;
But thinking that they don't really understand.

And the shittiest part?

Is that this is something I have to solve on my own.

It just hurts to think anymore.

Belief

2011-06-26T20:02:00.002+08:00

Recent events has led me to conclude that

I, for one, am not lucky enough to be blessed with the best of looks.

Not the best of hair, not the best of smiles, not the best of shape either. (haha)

But.

They've also made me come to believe

that the heart

is all that matters.

What Could Be Worse

2011-05-16T01:44:00.003+08:00

Than to bid your goodbyes, knowing it'll never be the same again?

Sure, you're not dead, you'll be around.

Of course we'll stay in touch!
We'll promise to meet up again, won't we?

We were supposed to end this journey we started, together.

I thought one blow was bad enough, but it had to be two.

This is why I should have, and I should'n't have.
I knew closeness and happiness,
Would only bring that much more hurt when we open our mouths to say it.

I only hate it because I know that once someone's touched my heart, they'll burn an ugly scar that will keep a part of you with me forever.

Always.

Even when you've walked out of my life.

I hate that word.

Why is everybody leaving me?

I Don't Know.

2011-04-03T03:10:00.002+08:00

I went to church.

Asking for directions. Begging for a sign.

To say hey yo, this is your path!

I did. I freakin' decided.

I decided, stomped my foot right smack down on it.

Was SURE of it...

Then hey. Church.

I so happen to ask about it, that it was okay, that I really, really REALLY know what I'm doing and suddenly feel... Unsettled.

I'm panicked.

I'm shaken.

I'm scared.

Hey. Are you trying to tell me something?

Is this... Right?

Someone.

Help me.

Simpleton.

2011-03-06T19:41:00.002+08:00

I am but a simpleton.

A simple, average human being, searching it's path in this wayward life.

Searching for answers, making decisions.

Decisions that will suffocate me with a blanket of calm and (well, at least) what I think is right.

Decisions that will let the ones I hold close to my heart slip right through my fingers.

I am a simpleton, just like any other person.

God, I hope I'm doing this right.

My Sweet Second Valentine's

2011-02-17T21:30:00.003+08:00

Yet again as those good, tradition abiding single ladies out there go forth to throw their contact etched oranges into their water-containment-source-of-choice (be it river, lake, drain or perhaps the unfortunate home aquarium) in their hope and search of love this Chap Goh Mei, I walk down to the nearby mamak; capturing only the uncomforting stare of the wide-eyed moon.

Alone.

Okay, the title was a lie and I'm not complaining la, considering the fact that my love life has been idle for... All my life, pretty much. This second Valentine's has just led my thoughts to wander.

So the first time round, the idea was to spend the day with the dearest single college buddies with sob-worthy, mushy movies and wrap it all up with a pillow talk session. Which then evolved and resulted into a date with Weiler: a FOREVER ALONE polaroid to commemorate the day as well as spoiling ourselves with delectable deserts from Honeymoon. Oh well. What's life without it's twists and turns, eh? ;D

Anyway, that's beside the point.

What I query about is what Valentine's really is all about.

Sure, the celebration is simple enough.

For the couples; dates, hearts, chocolates and an extremely well-planned, romance oozing date to make the day perfect.

For the singular; depression, jealousy, Forever Alone whinings about Single Awareness Day or the 'I-don't-give-two-shits-so-I'll-insertnormaldayactivitiehere'.

Flowers all around, pink, red, white.

Flirting, infatuation, jealousy, depression.

But.

Has everyone forgot?

About how the main theme of this story is love?

Love not only for those with their special someone, but for themselves, family, friends, strangers... Humanity? Nature? LIFE?

Why only find a certain day that we should express our love by organizing extraordinary, bombastic expressions of love when we can do it anytime?

Not that I'm saying that's wrong, oh no, I'd be extremely touched for all the time and effort into the careful planning. It's just that maybe, just maybe, sometimes people tend to forget them littler things that could be done every day.

Hugs and kisses, words of affirmation. Appreciation.

So. My final conclusion?

OKAY LAH, OKAY LAH, I'm just trying to comfort myself because I don't want to end with my 27 cats only, okay? I really don't. LOL.

So all you single people out there, may your imaginary oranges remind you that love isn't only for that special someone okay... You're not alone, you're just not attached... Yet :D

Happy Chap Goh Mei, Second Valentine's Day and Last Day of Chinese New Year everybody :)

Resolutions, Desolutions

2011-01-21T23:31:00.005+08:00

Hot damn, it's already into a month of the new year.

Why does time have to run by so fast HURGHHH.

And so with every new year comes the ever so cliche resolutions that wetrysohardtokeepbutfindexcusestosortakindaforgetitpssh but ANYWAY... What the heck. It's 2011, so I'mma do 11 resolutions for meself.

I will;

1. Get my timing straight.

Accordingly, my sense of time is totally whack. I'm sometimes (okay, admittedly mostly) late for anything but classes and meetings (in which pisses everyone off ESPECIALLY when it involves food huh, Weiler and Athirahah? lol...), my own bodily clock is gonna be ticking time-bomb if I don't get my sleeping hours fixed from not sticking to my next resolution...

Pretty much, I have to stop leaving things to the last minute.

WHICH LEADS TO...

2. Procrastination? NASTY.

I will do assignments EARLY. I will and MUST do it even if I have to FORCE myself to get myself into the mood of doing anything. BE at places half an hour early and NOT be afraid of being alone, even if that's what I hate the most. Hell, it's only for awhile anyway.

NO MORE MALAYSIAN TIME FOR ME.

3. Work hard, play hard.

To put my heart and soul into every aspect of my life: church, family, college, friends.

To not be afraid to sing and strum that guitar loud and proud during practice and during sessions.

To stop being petty, immature and just being plain horrible to my family, especially my brother.

To put not overlook any assignment as just an assignment but an opportunity to shine. To put thoughtful insights into every one of them and to look at the bigger picture, to look out of the box.

To keep in touch with the old and to gain the new, fearless.

4. Practice, practice, practice.

Art, guitar, singing; do gesture drawings everyday, doing little personal art farts everyday, practice the guitar at least 10 minutes a day, sing all those right notes, running those few rounds, actually being NEAT. Basically, just be a hella lot more hardworking at everything.

5. Write.

For an English nazi, it is essential to brush up and polish clean those skills. ;D

Therefore, planners, dream journals, budget books, and of course writing here more often, are to be my crucial mediums in this section.

Also with that, comes the sourcing, and thus, comes reading at least a page a day and going through a multitude of books. Not that THAT's gonna be a burden :)

6. Learn.

I've come to realize I'm afraid to make those mistakes. Afraid to mess up and make a fool of myself in front of others, even if I am still learning.

So in learning, I'm going to learn not to be afraid to take that fall, maybe break a leg or two and just have that courage.

7. Love.

This is going to be an especially long, tough personal journey for myself.

Most of my friends know that I've never been happy with my physicality.

I'm chubby and my face isn't what you would call pretty.

This time, I'm going to try to love myself.

It's not about finding excuses not to lose weight or bad hair days.

It's just to accept that my little differences and flabby loose bits are part of me and that confidence makes one attractive.

And hey, if I'm lucky enough, maybe find someone else who might just like that part of me too haha :D

8. Stop judgementalism.

I'll be honest, my perception of a person can be severely swayed when someone else blabbers their own personal opinion of them unto me. I make assumptions without hearing two sides of the story, and then spew out a mile-long list of supposed solutions that goes on and on and on and... Basically never reaches its end.

So. Actions speak louder than words, and I will see theirs for myself.

9. Stop thinking too much.

Not that it's not good, but too much of a good thing can be bad for you, right? Assumptions turn into big, long-winded stories, those stories then intertwine with your wildest imagination and then you realise it was just a figment of your imagination and you snap outta it. Cue Stress.

Therefore: avoid overly wild imagination to avoid stress.

(This only applies to real-life situations. If the aforementioned happens to my creativity then I shall consider myself a slab of dead meat of roadkill.)

10. Never say "I'm bored."

(Refer to resolution 4)

11. Just be happy :)

This year started so magically, it just seems like... Oh pah, need I say more?

So thereeee ya go. 11 things that I plan to keep not because I have to... But because I want to. And I really do want to see a better person in me.

SO CHEESY. HAWHAW.

(I hope I develop a sense of humour too.)

CHOW PEOPLE!

HERE'S TO KEEPING THIS BLOG ALIVE AGAIN 8D

Leap of Faith.

2010-05-12T01:52:00.002+08:00

All nerves and no guts, I took my JPJ test today.

And...

I. Have. PASSED.

HALLELUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUJAH!!

Driving has NEVER been THIS kind to me before, so my silent prayers (and of many others LOL) have FINALLY paid off.

NO more fuss over extra lessons!

NO more stressful flits of worry over lurking instructors!

NO more CLUTCH. (HELL YES.)

I am currently the happiest I've been in ages, despite my reluctancy to miss college.

My Computer Design lecturer, please forgive me ;_;

Hmm. College seems fun enough.

Though their classrooms seem to be all over the darn place...

Only thing I'm not too fond of now is the freedom to wear whatever I want.

To think of what to wear tomorrow, and the day after that, and the day after THAT so on so forth... It's exhausting.

Oh oh and... HAPPY BIRTHDAY MAMI!

You're probably not gonna read this, (and it'd be too embarrassing if you ever do noooooo)

But you're awesome and I'm sorry the only present your pathetic daughter could give you today was to pass the JPJ test and not have you spend money on me on THAT particular subject anymore...

I'll make it up to you some day.

I promise.

♥♥♥

Nonsensical midnight writing ftw! ;D

College: Orientation (Part 2)

2010-05-05T22:21:00.002+08:00

Well, well.

Turns out today's surprise was...

FUTSAL.

Being the adrenaline junkie I am, of COURSE I was pretty stoked.

I mean, what better way than to make friends than to play FUTSAL, right??

(Well, there -are- less taxing and grueling activities but... YOU GET MY POINT XD)

I'm too tired to elaborate properly (but eh, what's there to mention when it's a match, after a match, after match, after match after match......or the part where boys where getting their balls kicked. Literally so to speak.) but let's just say I accidentally overdid it with going all out with the 4 rounds I was in and am now currently stuck with a light, woozy head.... Heheh.

Group 20, we RAWK for a buncha noobies! ;D

Dei, I'm really into this futsal thing la.

Oi other adrenaline junkies out there! (YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE!!)

I need a futsal groupie! FAST.

Let me know ASAP, I really want another match sometime soon! ;D

Cue commence crash and burn.

College: Orientation

2010-05-04T22:37:00.005+08:00

So I've been dreading college...

And for good reasons.

College orientation today.

Our head of academic performance, Ms Va Nee mentioned about bottleneck deadlines and took an example of 10 assignments or so at a shot... I have a very bad feeling that was warning me that my procrastination problem has to be solved. FAST.

But other than that, we were brain-washed with briefings and video speeches ingraining that we made the right choice going to One Academy.

Well, they'd better be damn well right.

My parents had to vomit quite a hefty sum for their courses...

There's a big gaping hole for tomorrow's intenary. O:

Sports attire suggests torture to ensue... Oh dear.

P.S. Joanna, let's go shopping sooooooooooooooon D:

The Thing About Hair.

2010-04-29T00:12:00.004+08:00

Correction:
The Thing About MY Hair.

The one thing people would know me (or rather, remember me) by would most likely go by the lines of:

"Theeeeeere, that girl. The one with the short, curly hair?"
(Which is only second to the adjective 'plump' and vice versa.)

Yes, the keratin that was laid to rest upon my head has definitely not been kind to me whatsoever, howsoever.

If I could give them all a second death, I WOULD.

It's amazing how they can frustrate me to no end, no matter how well I treat them.

Well, as far as I'm concerned, how well I TRY to treat them.

Palmolive, Rejoice, Pantene, Head & Shoulders...

Each and every follicle seem to throw a Hairography episode when they find out it's something new, and foof.

They stand their ground (literally), enraged in their refusal to be tamed.

They especially enjoy going bazookas after getting drenched in sweat or humidity and severing contact with a much loved pillow.

Ah yes, the woes of many hair-bearers, you might say.

You're lucky you're not me then.

Before you start that lecture on straightening my hair and all doodeedums related to that, you should know that I -have- experimented with that before.

And that I won't be doing it again because:

1. It's pricey to maintain.

2. DAMN, does it hurt. Washing my singed scalp that last days are not my cup of tea.

3. I didn't like the part where it didn't feel... Me.

So yeah, as much as I could whine my head off with how utterly intolerant my hair can be,

I can say, as ironic as this may seem,

That I actually also rather like my curly hair (for now).

Yes, I admit it.

My hair stands for what I really am, in my physiology and, to a certain extent, my personality.

Crazy, fun-loving and... Wild? XD;

However,

Zi-Lynn and I have tried looking for solutions to tame screwed-up curls and I just don't understand why it all has to resolve to STRAIGHTENING, REBONDING or RELAXING hair.

I mean, what's so relaxing about a hot iron and chemicals trying to pull you out into something you're not?!

*sigh*

My hair and I,

It's a love-hate relationship :/

The Bumbling Proud (Grand)Mother Syndrome :)

2010-04-10T00:41:00.005+08:00

Once again, I'm feeling that bumbling pride of a proud mother (or should I say, grandmother) for my dearest marchers, for nabbing the gold TWICE in a row now!

Despite only coming 3 times to help you guys... I had fun.

(Yes, instilling fear seems to be a inevitable hobby of mine at times like these ;)

Congratulations you lot!!

Let's see how far this tradition carries on, eh?

And FINALLY, at LONG LAST, after years and years and YEARS of pure diligence, hope, faith and that never-give-up fighting spirit;

FRANCIS.

HAS.

FINALLY.

WON!!

I'm just wee little bummed that it didn't happen our year... But eh. Some things just can't be helped.

Like, the judging for a few PARTICULAR events... Which led to very... Surprising results, so to speak. Perhaps the spectrum of the future is a little more narrow-minded for most than we thought..

Well, tough luck. There's always next year, no? : )

Ah... How I miss the sportsmanship and togetherness of lending a hand to make another Sports Day to remember by.

Being sunburnt, voiceless and mostly pooped out... (Oh wait.)

Being in school...

Guess letting go of school's pretty hard when you've had nothing to do but to bum around most of the time :/

P.S.

Did I mention how my family was gonna get a new addition soon? :D

So She Came and She Went...

2010-04-08T23:31:00.002+08:00

So as some of you might know, Sayuri-chan, whose family hosted me whilst I was having the time of my life in Japan, took a huge chunk of her Spring break to claim herself a Youth Exchange Student and pay me a visit all the way down here!

(Well technically, she -wasn't- a YE but the title -could- be considerably considered because I went there to squat with her family and... She's returning the favour? :D

...

I THOUGHT THAT'S HOW IT'S SUPPOSED TO WORK ANYWAY.)

I was super impressed by how this 16-year-old kid braved the things called 'airports' and 'gates' and 'airplane rides' alone...

I'd imagine she felt REALLY lonely though... Because boy. Did WE make a commotion at the receiving gate...

X,D

Anyway, I'll let the pictures do the talking for now :)

And a lot more of our mini adventure here!

Just as she had shown me her world, I had shown her mine,

And learnt a whole lot more about it :)

This mini-holiday we took was a real eye-opener.

Home is where the heart is, and it's, unfortunately, gonna be stuck right here a looooong time.

Our culture is definitely something to be proud of; to treasure.

Not that I have taken it for granted before, I just realise it more than ever now :)

It's a part of me that I helplessly can't deny.

Proven true when I went to Japan.

The only type of food I ever had was, but of course, Japanese food.

Japanese, Japanese, Japanese.

You know lah, us: Once we get fed up of one type of food, we move on to the next.

But I was stuck with Japanese food. For 3 weeks straight.

I missed Indian banana leaf rice... Badly.

Not that I'm complaining that I had the -best- Japanese food yet.

My bowels were having the time of their lives. Toilet heaven come true...

(Aaah. Now I miss b-days.. )

Not only that, they're so... Honest.

They don't have any suspicions about you: doubts, fears... None.

They're so pure they'd make you want to cry out of guilt.

My mama kept reminding me that they were my family there... Always were, and always will be.

*sigh*

So this post is dedicated to you, kiddo!

You're one tough girl, and you've taught me great. You're family to us just as I am to your family. Don't forget us! Don't forget ME!! :D

Gonna miss you lah, kiddo :,(

Ja matta ne, Sayuri-chan?

Until we meet again :,)

The Visitor from the Land of the Rising Sun

2010-03-27T15:20:00.002+08:00

Guilty of being charged for irregularity of posts.
But.

MY HOST SISTER FROM JAPAN IS COMING DOWN TODAY!!

Ah, the excitement!
I've even rearranged my room JUST for the occasion.

Whelp, back to cleaning my room.
And for those of you who know what my room looks like,
It's even WORSE off now...

Wahaha.

PHEW.

2010-03-16T01:57:00.002+08:00

So first and foremost...
Results.

All I want to say is:

PHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEW.

I thought it'd be BAD.
REALLY bad.

Just a tiny tinge of regret left,
but nevertheless, CONTENT. :)

PRAISE THE LORD!!

Speaking of the Lord:
Level 1 Confirmation G.I.F.T. Camp was exhausting but exhilarating.
Spiritually engorged.
In a very good way :)
Haih, these crazy campers arh.
Gonna miss them ),:

Now off to a start to a busy busy BUSY week!
Registration and scholarship applications tomorrow!
Family outing to Alice in Wonderland the next!
Off to Penang with fellow Level 3 Confirmation campers!

Busy busy busy bee, I am.
Which is a GOOD thing.
Considering the bumming around for the past 3 months.

Ya la, what to do?
No inspiration to art fart.
AT ALL.

How am I gonna survive art college NOW la like this??
Aduhai...

Up To No Good

2010-03-11T01:10:00.005+08:00

So. Hi.
Yes, I know, long time no blog.

So to those coming here often and wondering, what HAS this girl been up to ah?
I dedicate this quick run-through of my life thus far to yoooooooooooooooooooooooooou :DDD

Ready?
Set?
GO!!

Japan!
Evidently, I'm back. In one piece, relieved, happy, sad, wishing I could've stayed longer (heck, wishing I LIVED there), and ~~just a little bit wiser~~ CRAZIER than ever! 8DD I have a LOT to tell, but that's a story for another day. (yes I know, which should be veeeeeery soon.)

Post-school Activities!
Unfortunately, letting go of school is quite difficult.
Especially when it comes to being an (now, as I cringe to say it, ex) Assuntarian ),:
Forensics, marching and much more to come... Ho boy.

Church!
Finally getting myself more involved in church and the likes of it.
Being a disciple of God has never been better :)

LEO!
Gave me the most ups, downs, lefts, rights and centres.
From the Organ Donation Campaign, Musical Charity Concert, election and rather uh... Funny meetings, I'm not one to regret joining this immaculately crazy family!

Driving.
First lesson down and it seems to be... Urh. Interesting on the road.
Albeit a strange and rather stressful experience when it comes to my instructor...
(Though it's okay, I've had a LOT of practice from a particular Wasabe ;D)
But oooooh. The CLUTCH. How it hates me so.
Grr.

And...
Tomorrow.
...I'll just hope for the best D;

Now I shall attempt sleep.
:)

Japan!

2009-12-15T15:06:00.000+08:00

I'm leaving 3 hours for now.
I'm still in disbelief, but I'll hella miss you guys!!

JA MATTA!
Bye for now!!

Here I Go, 2009!

2009-12-15T10:37:00.003+08:00

Once again, cliche as it ALWAYS may seem, another year has weathered us by.
Of course, 2009 has been a brawl of memories and some good, smashing times!

It's gonna be my first Christmas and New Year's away from home, so here I am, reminiscing before I venture off to the Land of the Rising Sun!

Presidency of ELDS for 08/09. One of the most major, high-ranking post I have ~~so rashly~~ taken up.
Admittedly, I know I could've done much better... (yes, we all have common ground on this subject, don't we?)
Feelings of incompetence, time constraints, engulfing arguments and misunderstandings...

But.

I could've never asked for a better team to help me.
A special thank you to Vicky, the inanely BRILLIANT cili padi of a girl for helping me in every which way she could!

Good luck to Abinaya, my very promising successor!

Forensics.
Making THE semi-finals with Nicola, the red sea of happiness on the last day, the ecstacy of screaming our hearts out as we WON.
WE made it HAPPEN!

District Drama Competition.
A pinch of friendly craziness, the zest of acting once more, meeting a dollop of old friends, mixing with the new and a slice of me making yet another memorable character to remember by, Mak Cik Rosnah.
Denise, Mrs. Surinder, Mr. Surinder, Dr. Nathan, Tan, Miss Chee and everyone else.
Third place: we DESERVED it!

Lit Night 2009; Mosaics.
A myriad of issues, conflicts, time constraints and misunderstandings...
But a concert that turned heads and kept everyone sitting on the edges of their seats;
New friends and even newer responsibilities.
A mind blowing whole 6 months' worth of blood, sweat and tears.
All of it: well worth the sacrifice.

Marching has also played a big part in my crazy scheduled year.
Having Zi-Lynn to remind me we're only human.
'Family time' and the Sewing Squad.
Hilarious bonding sessions.
The sweet, sweet bliss of FINALLY winning that gold medal.
Simply phenomenal. Especially when you see that beam on our sun-striken faces.

LEO; this club has changed me for who I am, and who I will be.
All that banner painting and funding has never been so fun (or STRESSFUL)
Leo Idol, Forum, LLC and all those other projects, right up to our un-installation.
And then there was PJI.
Here's to all the more fun and celebrations we'll have together!

Puan Wan Aida! This section is especially dedicated to this tough cookie.
Whose shown us the way and given us a reason to fight.
Ekonomi Asas classes could've never any more fun.
I know you'll be reading this if you decide to google your name again! ;D
So please know that my prayers are always with you,
God will bless you with the courage and strength to fight this!
I just know it. :)

To compensate for not going for LOC and LLC, I got to faciliate a church camp.
Maybe being a big sister isn't so bad after all.
Them lovable tweens. Real cute. X)
I'm glad you guys finally know what a leech looks like!

Then came library days and librarian company, courtesy of SPM.
Heads tilting low over text books, thawing our brains raw to remember Sejarah facts, Maths calculations and essays.
From eating out and sneaking in chocolates and sweets to stay awake,
Getting to know new buddies and meeting the old... disturbing videos (ugh, head split),
To pinching, kicking and teasing each other over the littlest things.
Joanna, Shuba, Meenu, Veshinu, Maddhu, Vinod, Edward and a lot more...
You guys never fail to make my day while it lasted :)

The Attack of SPM; enough said.
And finally...
My very final days of being an official school kid.
No more text books, unnecessary homework and not focusing on doing what I TRULY like to do...
It's all over.
And I know, I'll miss it.
5A2, the terror that was.
Here's to what we were, and all it's insanity!

There is, of course, a lot more between the lines than this.
Everything: family, friends, teachers and acquaintances;
I keep in that sacred corner of my mind I call precious memories.

So as we step off yet another year,
we fall headfirst to new adventures, discoveries, friends and memories.
But as we fall, let's hang on to every passing moment, to taste it only just to savour it a lifetime.

Anata-gata!
Sayonara ja matta, ne?
I'll see you all next year!

Bon Voyage 2009,
Here I come, 2010! :)

One More Day.

2009-12-06T19:42:00.002+08:00

Just one more day and it's no more tiring 6 a.m. wake up calls.
One more day and it's no more brown boleros and school socks and shoes.
One more day and it's no more walking groggily down the corridors to class.
One more day and it's no more stifling, intimidating exam halls.
One more day and I've sealed my fate for SPM.

One more day and I can't call myself a school kid anymore.

It's a bittersweet phase of life, I suppose.
One which I definitely will never forget.

Almost-Legal-Club Part II

2009-11-25T23:10:00.003+08:00

Dear Marching Co-Captain, faithful decorations manager, fellow artist, almost-next-door-neighbour and soooooooooo much more...

Here's to someone who reminded me I'm only human, (and then wakes me up after half an hour of trying to stick in contacts XD) the underwear incidents (O:), crazy sleepovers, DDR, art farts and even more FUN TIMES!

HAPPY (finally) ALMOST LEGALLY BLONDE TO YOU TOO, ZI=LYYYYYYYYYYNN ♥♥♥♥

The Almost-Legal-Club MUST celebrate together before anyone leaves for ANYWHERE, okay? D:

Food! Shopping! Sleepovers! And DRESSES!!

So yeh. Happy onedaylate/semakin bertua-ing 17th Birthday!!
Less than three!

The Mushroom Anxiety Attack.

2009-11-14T21:31:00.003+08:00

Definition:
Of which an anxiety attack has the similar parasitical value as that of a mushroom:
Popping out of nowhere, clinging on to your deteriorating self for dear life.

Remedy:
Studying, studying and... Studying.

Alternative remedy:
Ranting about Sejarah in three-way MSN conversations.

With SPM only 3 days away from peekaboo-ing, I'm quite sure an anxiety attack is very much excusable for the time being. Thanks to my fairly low EQ.
(Yes, thank you very much!)

Libraries are fun.
Being amongst many other SPM takers refugeeing there brought about many new friends, new memories and much munching on chocolates, mints and the occasional brownie. :)
(To which is contributing much to the post-SPM weight losing programme. Haisyo.)
Even gloves and extra pairs of socks!
(Yes, the MBPJ library does get THAT cold.)

Oh, and if you find yourself murmuring "I hate -insertsubjecthere-!!!!!!1" on a regular basis:
Here, use my theory!

Think of it as an arranged marriage!
It's implicated love. All it needs is just a chance!
Who knows, it might just work out after all.
But in this case...

MIGHT IS NOT AN OPTION.

:D
Just MAKE it work la, kay?

Also, surrounded by scribble-smileys are infectious.
:)
:)
:)

I quote Jillian:
VANDALISM!!

Mixed feelings are indeed colossal to me.
Even 'overwhelming' is out of the question.

These trivial, petty whingings, however, shall be kept under lock and key and burried in the deep, dark corner of my cerebrum until SPM is over.
So as to not further aggravate my already boggled state of mind. :D

I'm going to slap Fear in the face lah... Seriously.

Sejarah facts are beckoning to meeeeee.
Bah.
GOOD LUCK, IF-YOU-SO-HAPPEN-TO-BE-A-SPM-CANDIDATE-READER!

A Disco Ball Is Just Hanging By A Thread.

2009-10-24T02:18:00.006+08:00

It's another one of those nights where it's that irritating, dry, static hot air when I feel like any attempt at doing anything,
even just blanking out,
would just seem futile.

It really DOES feel like I'm non-existent.
Not in a self-pitying kind of way but in a more bizarre, awful reality that I'm just a walking slab of meat.

No conscience, no soul.

Sometimes,
living in a dream is just scary.

Then I realize...

...

I'm just being hormonal.
Whoooooops.

P.S. Contrary to how 'emotionally disturbed' this entry may seem, Owl City's Fireflies and all their other songs are extremely ADORABLE. Go! Download! Listen! NOW.

Note to self:
STUDY LA, WOMAN! D:

Twenty Seven.

2009-10-22T00:53:00.002+08:00

Twenty seven days to our Day of Judgement.
Twenty seven days to the beginning of the end.
Twenty seven days to our slow but inevitable Merdeka.

I just hope my Merdeka will be as sweet as I want it to be...

The Line Between.

2009-10-12T00:10:00.005+08:00

Sometimes, it's just hard to draw that line between childishness and adultism.

I'd like to define it as drawing a dotted line:

Just weave in and out of it at will!
And if you feel like neither...
JUST SIT IN THE MIDDLE!
:D

RIDICULOUS theory, but hey, I quite like the idea heheh
*syiok sendiri*

Anyway.
Words and I haven't been the best of friends lately.
There is just NO chemistry whatsoever between us.
Hopefully, the mess we've gotten ourselves in doesn't last...
My first impression of Words so understanding of me was a total fraud.

Sigh... Botheration.

Maybe I should just throw you guys a potful of my art if it does 'express' me better.

But SPM...
38 days away.

~~WORDS~~ DEBBEH'S BRAIN, WHY HAVE YOU FORSAKEN ME?

You Thought YOU Were Stupid.

2009-09-28T23:29:00.003+08:00

In the midst of the unwanted anticipation of getting our we-know-it's-gonna-be-ugly trial papers and the complete bitterness of getting yet another C... or D... or E or F...
Fear not.
Don't think you're incompetent.
Because you haven't seen nothing yet...

Until you see this:

You thought you were stupid?
Think again.

Kidnap Me.

2009-09-27T15:15:00.003+08:00

School is inevitably upon us. Again.
The last holidays before THE BIG WHOOPING D-DAY(s).

Getting into the routine of studying is not fun,
but I guess it'll have to do.

Kicking off the holidays with a trip to a HIV Home in Setapak was... Very eye opening.
Always that bitter sweet moment when you visit an orphanage and come home feeling grateful, lucky, heart-broken... The works.
PJI, one more visit there please? ),:

Hari Raya at Suzanna's.
Then multiple family outings to Kenny Rogers, A Famosa Waterpark and the cousin's out of curiosity of their new puppy.

And no AAR concert.
This time la.
Aiyah, someone take me to a BETTER concert next time la, okay?

KIDNAP ME!! ),:

So school. Bad trial results.
Here I come...

09.09.09

2009-09-09T21:09:00.005+08:00

Or as us Chinese would say,
'kau kau kau'.

If you haven't spent it as 'specially' as you would have thought you would,
(for instance, flunking your Science Trials when you should be doing far better)
don't worry.

There's always 10.10.10, 11.11.11 and 12.12.12.
3 years to go :D

So I'll tell you what I did specially for today:

I lived it kau kau kau!

Jeng jeng jeeeeeeeeng.
Revolutionary or WHAT? :D

But eh. Isn't everyday supposed to be special anyway?
So just stop, sit back and enjoy life for awhile.

Like maybe, appreciate these little household critters every now and then:

You don't wait for the world to come to you,
The world is waiting for you to come to it!

Post No. 123
Has officially started the Cheese Phase!
(Happy first Radio Day!)

Good Luck, You!

2009-09-07T22:15:00.003+08:00

Siblings and supposedly life-changing exams intrigue me.
It's funny how their reaction varies so much from one anothers'.
Very funny indeed.
(It's fun to poke fun at them about it too heheh)

It's hard to believe it's my last year of school.
They weren't joking when they said life passes in a blink of an eye.

UPSR tomorrow.
It's the starting point of THE series of ~~considerably easy~~ governmental exams.

Eh.
Back to Trials now...
Eek.

GOOD LUCK, SISTAH!

Here's Something...

2009-09-06T01:24:00.002+08:00

To make you go 'aww...' :

To make you go 'okaaaaaaaaaaaaaay...' :

(I only liked 3-in-1 guy and the Halalal song. lol..)

And the best for last;
To make you pee in your pants from laughing:

(But I don't do that, okay. I use my toilet wisely :P)

15Malaysia!
Watch More La!

:)

Heartache : The REAL Deal.

2009-09-03T15:57:00.004+08:00

The first time you walked into our class with that cheeky smile of yours,
We just knew you were definitely not of the norm.

I loved your lessons.
Not only because you were so enthusiastic in teaching us,
You actually cared to notice that we (well, some of us) were quite frankly, stupid.
You cared enough to bother to actually give us extra class, even when half the class never showed up.
The lesson-lunch session was the best.

Whatever it was, you smiled.

With your crazy socializing, your crazy laughter and your crazier antics,
You always smiled.
For crying out loud, you even smiled when you told us we had horrendous grades and how hopeless we were!

Just that in itself made us feel guilty enough to make us want to change.
And in a class where you're surrounded with monkeys, that's pretty much hard to do.

I may have fallen asleep during your class twice.
But I wasn't sleeping. Honest! I was quite content just listening.
And I can tell you, Brazillian money is definitely NOT dollars.

But something wasn't quite right.
As much as you tried to hide it behind that broad grin.

We knew you were sick.
And this morning, we got the real deal.
You're dying.

I'm sorry I fell asleep in your class.
I'm sorry I didn't put as much effort as I actually could in whatever I did.
Heck, I apologize for all those apes who didn't give a damn about your eagerness to teach.

I know immortalizing your greatness on an insignificant blog isn't going to do much about the fact you're facing right now,
But having you as a teacher was an eye-opener.

Meet Puan Wan Aida, my Economics teacher.
She didn't just teach me a subject,
She showed me how to live my life before it's too late.

So to all you people who just read this:

You only have one life.
Get out of that computer chair right now, and go LIVE IT.
(And stop abusing the word 'die' unless you truly are dying.)

Dear God,
If it's any time to show us a miracle,
It's right now.

Please help her.

Heartache.

2009-09-03T00:15:00.006+08:00

"When you care so much you start to hate."

It hurts.

September the 1st.

2009-09-01T12:38:00.004+08:00

And the first day of school on the first day of the month starts...
With skipping school.

Brilliant, I know.

I've fallen in love with the arts of skipping unnecessary school hours.
:)

So... Holidays.
To summarize it all:

1) Study.
2) Sleep extremely late.
3) Wake up extremely later.
4) Study.
5) The 'keep-indoors-because-of-H1N1' excuse.
6) Stone online.
7) Study.
8) Exercise.
9) Pig out at Fronterra's : TRY THE CHIMMICHUNGGA! :D
10) Miss out on LOC. ):
11) Lingering on the fact that I can't go for LLC either. ): ):
11) Did I mention study?

Too bad my studying was to the minimum.
I mean, that's what holidays are FOR!

Oh well.

Exams, have mercy on me.

Goodbye holidays,
Hello Trials.

Enlightenment.

2009-08-22T01:49:00.003+08:00

I guess God got tired of his persistent nagging of trying to get me to study hard enough.
(What with trials only 10 DAYS AWAY, studying at MY rate is donning yourself a death sentence.)

Instead, in my UTTER LAZINESS of idly watching TV,
He enlightened me on what I am TRULY studying FOR.

In fact, He gave me COUNTLESS pointers of which I was too blind to interpret in the first place.

All those years of poking my nose into animal-related books and watching Animal Planet,
The countless pets I've gone through and loved,
Even the recent poop-scooping in the zoo.

When I grow up,
I want to be a wildlife conservationist.

Anyone care to point me in the right direction?

Good is good.
ALL the time.
Thanks God :)

Accomplished?

2009-08-20T11:51:00.004+08:00

NOT.
So much for trying to at LEAST accomplish something today.
To make up for skippi-- er. Self-quarantining.

Thanks, Daphne.
You always make my life soooo much more appreciated, don't you?

So yesterday I bathed the dogs.
Since they were starting to reek like... Wet dog (doh) from all the rain and whatevernonsensethey'vebeenupto.
That was at least ONE house chore down.

Then it sparked off a chain of things-to-do-to-make-me-feel-useful.

Today, I woke up just because I felt like making french toast for the family.
(Yes, the Debbie can cook. BE AMAZED.)

Doesn't look too great but hey. As long as it tastes good.

And what do I get?
The parents don't want it. They're on a 'diet' I suppose.
The IMUSTSTUDY-sister doesn't want it. (She eats it anyway.NotbyforceIswear)
At least stick-skinny-sister appreciates it.
Okay fine, maybe I'll do it again another day.

Then IMUSTSTUDY-sister gets all cheesed off because she can't go to school.
Can you believe it?
Because she CAN'T go to school.

Why does she want to go again? To study.
At home? SHE STUDIES.
WHAT DIFFERENCE DOES IT MAKE.
Fine, go stomp through the floor, kick your books, I don't care.
It's your mess to clean.
You're still not going. =.=

Okay fine, so I feel bad that she is the way she is: UPSR's around the corner anyway.
I was nice enough to bring her her lunch.
What do I get?
Another earful of whining.

=.=
=.=

Maybe I'm better off as a not-nice-useless sister.
Excuse me. I shall go study and clean the bathroom now.

Maybe I'll be useful THEN.

=.=

Happy-Dappy Alright.

2009-08-13T01:56:00.004+08:00

Yes, I've noticed all I've been throwing around a whole bunch of
HAPPYBIRTHDAYHAPPYBIRTHDAYHAPPYBIRTHDAAAAAAAAAAAYs.
That's because I've got nothing better to say,
Nothing better to d--

Okay, I really do have to study now.

Pssh.
The Malaysian education system is retarded.

Why are we learning long gone, stupid political mistakes when we should be taught how to cook and sew?
Or strain our poor, limited memory space with Moral values from a BOOK?
Or throw in an extra subject because some idiots just don't understand what COMMON SENSE means?
How about fickle-mindedness over which LANGUAGE to teach Science and Maths in?

That's why half of us come out of dorms stick skinny and surviving on Maggi Mee.
That's how we 'learn' moral values and happy dappily go and get knocked up anyway.
Oh yeah. Tell your students they're gonna find their maths and science books in BM when they go overseas. They'd be SO appreciative!

:)

One' thing's for sure:

I'M NOT SENDING MY KIDS HERE FOR AN EDUCATION.

I'mma DRESS YOU UP. Literally. :D

2009-08-13T01:02:00.004+08:00

Okay, it's 3 days late, I wished you TWICE, and I still don't care!
I'mma do it again and again until you projectile a vomit of OKAYOKAYTHANKYOUALREADYENOOOOUGHs.
(Okay, maybe not the vomit part but... you know.)

As of now, I shall remember the 10th of August as the day my dearest Fion Tey Pei Yin takes a step closer to saggy boobs! Wrinkles! Wobbly knees and bad backbones!!
(Don't worry Fion, you'll still be AWESOME to me!)

HAPPY (belated) 21st!

It's only been a year since I've known you but hey.
You've thought me a LOT since then.

Thank you for so willingly listening to my incessant whining and complaining of my trivial problems, even when you're not feeling too fine and dandy yourself,
For all that advice when I ask for it,
For keeping me company when I feel lonely,
For being the dai ka che anyone could ask for! (Yes, you're mine too!)

~~You're one of the reasons I'm NEVER EVER going to regret becoming a Leo. :)~~
Okay, you are allowed to ignore the corniness of this particular phrase.

Now, speaking of your BIRTHDAY present...
WE'RE GOING DRESS SHOPPING, OKAY? >8]

<3>

The Series of Eventful Weekends.

2009-08-04T21:04:00.002+08:00

Alas, once again, I have neglected my poor poor blog again.
Am I losing the gist of contentment from writing?
Perhaps.

):

It better not last.

):

Lately, I've been having very eventful Sundays.
Which doesn't happen quite as often, it being reserved for family and all.
But.

There are few exceptions. Once in awhile.
Hey, it's not everyday I get to do this okay.
So if you ever do get to nab me for a Sunday outing:
FEEL APPRECIATED! :D

Thanks Kate, for the awesome movie Marathon.
I had fun burning my eyes out on four movies straight:
Loved being fascinated by brilliant stop-motion art with Coraline, swooning over Howl's Moving Castle, grossing ourselves out with The Rocker and just plain ol' enjoying Forrest Gump.

RUN FORREST, RUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUN! Sorryhadtodothat.

But the highlight for the day was DEFINITELY Zi-Lynn's legs.
Yes, we all LOVE your pretty, shiny, SMOOTH legs now. XD

Awesome movies, awesome food, awesome company.
Thanks Kate.
:)

Also, I know it's already 3 days late.
BUT.

HAPPY SEXY SEVENTEENTH, MALLINI KANNAN!!

Gosh, it's been what.
YEARS since I've known you?

Thanks for sticking with me for the past 9 years I've known you.
Thanks for being my mentor, my supporter, my supplier of blonde moments (heheh) and most of all, my friend.

Indeed, I stammer out a broken song of pitiful, insufficient words.
But well... You get my point.

Love you to bits!

And indeed, this shows that I ain't no song bird of much choice of words.
Again.
Bother.

Random note: This post was done in 10 minutes. That's RECORD TIME YO.
Speed writing, here I come :D

Stupid:

2009-07-22T22:56:00.005+08:00

The perfect definition when you resort to brawn rather than brain.

Would the money appear from thin air by resorting to violence?
No.

Would you get the money now that you HAVE?
HELL, no.

I would've punched you in the face to give you a taste of your own medicine.
But like Zi-Lynn said, I wouldn't want to reduce myself to your level.
I know much better, thanks.

Girl,
You need anger management.

Spectators,
That was NOT funny.
What if YOU were the one in her place?
You wouldn't be laughing now, would you?

Some people just don't know where to draw the line.
I hope this showed you how.

Conclusion:
Don't. Be. Stupid.
God gave you a conscience; USE it.
Stupid people = Stupid actions = Stupid consequences.

I'll be praying for all of you.
I hope the least you do is appreciate the pity.

Kateh-o-Mateh!

2009-07-21T23:01:00.013+08:00

Using my awesome pimp powers, I hereby bestow upon

KATE NG SHU-YI

a shower of Shivani kisses. I just had to. : D

And why, you may ask, such a queer gift?

Because our lovely has just blossomed into her SMEXY SEVENTEENTH!

So Kateh. I hope that I've been excused from your gift-hoardingness.
I mean, it's the thought that counts.
Riiiiiiight? :P
Okay lah, okay lah. Only temporarily excused...

So to the 2 years we've known each other.
To the laughter, tears, gossip, bickering and all the illogical nonsense that we seem to share oh-so-often...

This post is dedicated to YOU!

HAPPY AWESOME-TASTIC BIRTHDAY!
I Less than Three You!
And you know it!!

Muah! Muah! MUUUUUUUUAH! XD

This Is It.

2009-07-17T00:11:00.002+08:00

It's finally here.
After what seemed like ages of rehearsals and perfecting again and again and again...
It's all come down to this.

It's
Going
To be
A
BLAST!

Look out world, HERE WE COME!
See you there!

Temporary Hobo-ness.

2009-07-09T23:03:00.004+08:00

What happens when one is locked out on one's grandpa's porch with too many bags lugged around and gets rained on.

Solution?

Multiple bags + laptop (pillow) + SUPER big umbrella =
Somewhat shelter + vague sleep e.g. temporary hobo-ness

I was temporarily a hobo.
It was... Fun.
Advisable to be tested ONLY for a short period of time.

Yes, I've been away on a long hiatus.
And I'll be gone on an even LONGER hiatus after this.

For the sake of LIT NIGHT.

In which I am inviting ALL of you to come! : D

Checkout our Facebook event for more details!
http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=101326572718

I'm jittering with excitement.
It's going to be another BLAST.
Another memorable event to look forward to!

BE THERE!

Of All that's Pink.

2009-06-17T23:10:00.002+08:00

Today, a certain someone (she perasan. She tau who she is XP)
Sudah bertua jadi 17th!

On second thought...
You've been upgraded to NENEK! Feel HONOURED! :p

Anyways, this nenek here has taught me countless things.
Leo wouldn't have been the same without it's feisty little Miss President!
I may have known you maybe a little over 2 years but hey.
What's a number of days to friendship?

And so I dedicate this post to a special small but great someone
who's made a difference in my life.

HAPPY AWESOMETASTIC 17th,
BABA BER-NICE!
Yes, yes, I owe you a present and a 100 hugs.

p.s. Nah, pink attack, especially for you. Happy? :D

Hyper Factor Take #1

2009-06-16T23:43:00.006+08:00

Caution: If you're a victim of sweet-tooth-isitis, avoid this at all costs.
Addiction scale of 20/10.
You have been warned!

I ~~blame~~ thank Huda for introducing this to me.

I swear though, I've never been more addicted, more obsessive, more... Posessive of a food item this much before. A food item, for heaven's sake.
I've even dubbed it Huda's Miracle Cookies.
Call me cheesy but whatever lah, cheese is GOOD in all it's salty goodness.

Well, on the bright side, it's sugar-overdosed middle alone is enough to keep you hyper hyper HYPER all day.

...You should try it someday! :D

Goodbye Mr. Holiday, Hello Mr. School.

2009-06-15T01:06:00.002+08:00

Because American Gods are cruel that way.
You'd probably know what I mean if you'd have read the book.
And if haven't already, go read it. Neil Gaiman rocks socks!

LET'S ALL KICK START OUR CONTINUOUS 5 MONTH TORTURE WITH THE RIGHT FOOT NOW, SHALL WE??

And if you're reading this right now, at this hour of which this post was posted,
might I suggest sleep? :D

Think happy thoughts folks!
Happy!!

The Super Duper (Late) Forum Report!

2009-06-13T16:21:00.003+08:00

Yes, it's a week late.
But who cares? Forum's STILL the hot topic, and guess who's gonna make you listen to it all over again? :D

Day 1

Despite the last minute packing and luggage checking, reached A&W ngam ngam at 5.30 to greet the many many familiar, excited faces... Only to have, let me call it, my Mission Get-My-Uniform, of which I left in the car, of which it's chaperones were at home by the time the call came. It resulted with me (thankfully) getting it back and two very pissed off parents. Whoops...

The one hour worth of sleep proved to be useful as most of the bus ride was spent with ears plugged to blasting music and 2 hours worth of shut eye. Before anyone knew it, we were already in Penang! (I was only disappointed that I didn't get to see us cross Penang bridge D:)

Reception at B-Suite was TERRIBLE. Deftifyingly packed and crazily hectic. Leos were EVERYWHERE and they made us change into our forum shirts that day. So many many yellow shirts... So hardy hard to keep track of everyone =.= The lunch in plastic bento boxes were... creative. Well, I liked the idea anyway.

We didn't get to do the Effective Microorganism project!! Wasn't it stupid NOT to wait for EVERYONE to be there BEFORE they arrived? I mean, only SOME Leos got to awesomely get their hands dirty with throwing mudballs to clean the river? Then why put it in our agenda, right?? Ish.

Our tour destination comprised of Little India and a closed Songkok Making Shop. Slim, our tour guide, gave us 20 minutes to do whatever we wanted instead. Which resulted with ALL of us going to a mamak stall for a drink because it was so darn hot anyway. And the guy forgot our order of ice kacang. =.= It was so NOT our lucky day.

We got a trishaw ride though! After much waiting and boring ourselves to death on the Jetty... It was fun watching people from cars stare at us. XD

Back at B-Suite after an hour's worth of traffic jam and even more extensive hours of sleep. We forced ourselves up 12 floors (some even 15) because they only provided 3 lifts. And with 19 floors and 20 rooms each, one would expect much MORE lifts, no? A good workout nevertheless. Taking turns to take baths with 5 other room mates was painstakingly long, especially with no electricity. Blah.

For Fellowship Night, I wore my tie print t-shirt, jeans and borrowed skirt and green flashy horn hairband from Zi-Lynn. I went as uh... Shrek? Green Devil Thing? Whatever you'd like to call it lah. Shereen actually rented her Superwoman costume, woah. But I couldn't stand Pearly's, Chew Wei's and Shyvonne's outfit: the POWERPUFF GIRLS ALL GROWN UP! Ugh, they were so CUTE la! Was too busy munching down on dinner to bother with the competition comotion on stage. Congrats to Goku and the Hulk though! They deserved their iPod Touch, though I very much wanted it badly. D;

The performances that night gave us our Leo Idol, Jeremy, singing our very own Leo Song! (Whatever it's called... but it included our pledge! :D) The DiGi Celebriteens and ended with our Malaysian version of Black Eyed Peas, who were, my gawrsh, pretty damned GOOD. In the mean time, the borrowed flashy headlights passed from one head to another, thankfully, wouldn't be gotten back if not for it's glaring flashiness.

Exhausted, we go back to our rooms, plopping ourselves onto the bed waiting for our turns again. And then... Poof. Out goes the lights. AGAIN. The situation was hilarious though:
We went stiff.
We all scuffled onto the bed.
A phone light goes on.
We tell each other not to panic.
And then...
We hear the boys scream.

Wth.

It was fun anyway; the walk up 3 floors clad in shorts and barefooted, gossiping outside, waiting for the electricity to come back, finally sleeping at 1.30 a.m. after watching some Nip Tuck.

To be continued...!!

Forum!

2009-06-05T02:40:00.002+08:00

So I've temporarily lost my gist for blogging.
But either way...

I'm super duper UBER excited!

FORUM'S TOMORROW!!
And I'm still not sleeping!

WOO HOO!

All the more time to sleep in the bus tomorrow.

YEAH!

Superhero Night, how I hate thee...

Of Reminiscings, Frustration and Excitement.

2009-05-28T21:51:00.002+08:00

Bah. Haven't the mood to write lately.
My written assignments come back with bad remarks anyway.

I'mstickingtoreadingforthetimebeingbah.

Busybusybuuuuuuuuuuuuuusy week.

But I had fun during Hari Anugerah Cemerlang last Saturday! :)
So yeah, for the first time in my entire 4 years I finally get an award. Academically-wise.
I don't even need to say what I got it for... It's pretty obvious kan?
It's the one thing I'm best at.

Heh.

Minus the conformed formalities...
I only enjoyed it because I got to see most of my lovely seniors again.
I really, really, REALLY missed seeing all those faces prowl the school grounds...

Oh oh and as a former choir member...
I'M SO PROUD OF THEM ALL!
They've brought up the club quite nicely, I must say.
I miss being a part of that family too *sigh*

Let's see... What else...
Oh. Results.
Heh.
Improved. But not improved enough.
My priorities go to a certain concert since it's nearing SO SOON...!!
(Which, btw, you guys had better watch out and COME for! ;D)

Ho hum. (<-- A result of KATE INFECTION.) Facilitating a kiddie church camp as of TOMORROW! : D
I don't think do well with 12 year olds, but I know I'm looking forward to having fun with my sister.
JUNGLE TREKKING, HERE I COOOOME!

8D

(I'm enjoying it while I can because it'll be one of my ONLY holidays I'll be having...)

Maybe I'll post mature, smarter, not-so-selfish thoughts later.
;<

The Unexpected.

2009-05-21T22:55:00.003+08:00

Wow. So he DID win.

Kris Allen's actually, really, almost-impossibly THE American Idol of Season 8.

That was an unexpected twist to the end.
I guess everyone got tired of Adam's performances.
They -were- repetitive in a way, was it not?

But Adam still has the better voice.
It's POWERFUL and UNIQUE.

Then again, you can't compare the two at all.
Like a certain Baba said, they're both a SPECIES ON THEIR OWN.

On another note...
My uncle just passed away.

Well, I haven't really much to say, honestly.
I never really got to know my dad's side as much as I did with my mom's.
I don't even remember his name...

What I do know is that another family member's lost.
And even though I vaguely remember him, I'm sure his presence will be missed.
Especially by my aunt and my 2 cousins.

Rest in Peace, uncle.
May the good Lord bless your soul.

Euphoric!

2009-05-18T23:45:00.008+08:00

Euphoria Reason #1
Here's a hint:

And here's another hint!
You'll only get to see it at the Forum.

Muahaha.

Let ya'll suffer 'till then >D
Thanks Fion, Bernice and Wen Yuin for helping me pick it D,:

Euphoria Reason #2

RM0.20 PLKN:
Maaf! *inserticnumberhere* tidak dipilih untuk menyertai PLKN.
Terima kasih

Honestly, I was looking forward to it.
But since I didn't get in... Oh well.
I'm not counting on it just yet though, since it's still early in the year.

Ho hum.

Hmm.

I've nothing much to say lately.
I blame the mind-numbing exams.

Or just the laziness of my fingers.

Whoops. :P

Tell Me.

2009-05-11T00:27:00.006+08:00

Why fall so madly in love with someone when you know. You just know.
They're not going to love back?

It's stupidity, one would say.

Stupid to fall so deeply, tragically, sadistically in love.
Wasting all your sentimentally on that certain someone.
Building that wall of denial higher and higher...
Convicting oneself to sweet lies.
Then reality will strike, making your wall of self-security come crashing down, down, down...

No! cries the other. It's nothing like that!

With that love, you grow.
You convince yourself that it makes you a better person.
A motivation to truly discover yourself, to make yourself that much of a greater person.
A wiser, kinder, calmer, more mature self so that when that special someone sees,
They'll count their lucky stars to find you love them.

Then. You realize: do I really KNOW that someone?
Would it really be worth all the effort you've thrust yourself into? All that love you've thirst for?

Then it's not love anymore.
It's an obsession.

You feel lost, alone.
Mourning your naivety that went unnoticed for so long.
Your feelings left cold, naked and exposed to be mocked, sneered, laughed at.

In the end,
There was never really anything to grieve for.

So tell me.
What hurts more?

To love or not to?
To BE loved or not to?

Dear God,
Teach me patience and wisdom.
To accept the fate that You have willed for me.

To wait.

Mama.

2009-05-10T16:17:00.005+08:00

She used to be my only enemy and never let me be free

Catching me in places that I knew I should'nt be
Every other day I crossed the line I didn't mean to be so bad
I never thought you would become the friend I never had

I didn't want to hear it then but I'm not ashamed to say it now
Every little thing you said and did was right for me
I had a lot of to think about,about the way I used to be
Never had a sense of my responsibility

Back then I didn't know why
Why you were misunderstood

It's been a heck of a ~~smooth~~ ~~bumpy~~ crazy road down my seventeen years of life with you.

How you had to put up with my irrational and over-emotional teenager-ism.
How you had to chaffeur me up and down and all around at the oddest times, and to the furthest places.
How you had to endure my technical needs for MONEYMONEYMONEY(blame recession ah...)
How you patiently stocked up on my every wants and needs to make a happy, healthy me.
How you do it with 3 other monkeys doing the exact same thing.

It's phenomenal.

But now I'm sure I know why,
Why you were misunderstood
So now I see through your eyes
All I can give you is love is love
Mama I love you. Mama, I care
Mama, I love you. Mama, my friend,You're my friend

Cliche as this may seem,
Thank you for everything you've done, do and will do for me.

Who would I be without you?

Happy Mother's Day!

Accident Prone.

2009-05-09T00:40:00.006+08:00

Yes, fear the hairy leg

So I got hit today.
By a motorcycle.

Was that my punishment for not (really) studying for exams?

Before you ask:

It happened this afternoon, right after school (or technically, yesterday's).
Right in front of Gate B.
When I was crossing the road.
Didn't see it coming.
It wasn't hit and run. He was nice enough to check whether I was okay.

Ditto.

As you can clearly see, I'm still very much alive and well.
Just busy recovering from the embarrassment.
DX

So... Exams. Heh.
If that feeble excuse of a laugh doesn't get the message across, I don't know what will.
Well, I don't care, as long as I get FANTABULOUS MARKS FOR SPM.

BM, English essays, Literature, Science, Econs, subjective Maths down, a HELLUVA lot more to go.
Another week of stressful-cramming-of-facts-into-brain, here I come~
After a goooooooood day's rest, eh? ;D

I just hope I don't get too many murukus of a paper...
Meaning I'm just beating around the bush. Round and round and round.
D;

Oh well.

I comfort myself with a good mug of Maggi-in-a-cup and the soothing chirps of temporary pet crickets.
You guys should try it some day. ;D

As Of Late...

2009-05-06T17:29:00.003+08:00

I'm sick again.
I sound like I'm about to cough my lungs out, I literally hack green BLOCKS of phlegm and My nose is so blocked, I have to breath with me mouth...
Which doesn't help much since my oesophagus's blocked anyway.
...And now my eardrums are hurting.

Ish.

MID-TERMS ARE HEEEEEEEEEERE!!
Which isn't good.
Because I haven't studied.
So I'll be expected uh... Not so good results.

Oh dear.

The weather's good.
Surprisingly behaving itself lately.
Today's breeze was really refreshing for a change.
Let's pray this keeps up, yes?

Mmmhm.

Did I mention my snot's bloody?

Decisions to be made.
Futures to be decided.
What's it gonna be?

I Get the Feeling That...

2009-05-02T15:19:00.004+08:00

Blame exams. ),:
Recognize the song anybody? XD

Numb.

2009-04-30T00:05:00.008+08:00

I'm falling to pieces - Breakeven, The Script

Right now, I'm just angry.
Angry, confused and non-understanding of the world.

I just feel like laying motionless on the cold floor,
Kicking, punching, bashing something to a pulp,
Then crumpling up into a pitiful ball to cry and wail my heart out like a four-year-old as I declare self-pity.

My head is pounding with rage, my heart, of frustration. Sorrow.

I feel consumed by sheer cold numbness.
Maybe that's why so many people don't mind slicing themselves open, huh?
To writhe in pain... A form of temporary self-assurance of their existence.
A slow narcotic compelling you to repeat it time and time again, slicing fresh wounds and shredding up old ones, because it never gets the message across.

I feel empty.
An empty shell, with what used to be a calm, bubbly, happy soul.
Now gone.

My mood to study, sleep, eat.
All gone.

This is the reality of the girl who hid quietly behind a the mask of falsity.
This is the reality of the girl who consoled herself, so self-assured, by pathetic lies.
This.

Is how I feel.

But please.
Let this be a passing phase.

It's Getting HOT In Here.

2009-04-26T02:31:00.002+08:00

I'm sure everyone's noticed:
We've been challenged by hot and stuffy air for the past few days.
Soooo many people told me they wanted to strip, it's not funny.
Including aunts.

It's global warming I tell yew.
GLOBAL WARMING.

And global warming = result of AIR-CONDITIONING.
So guys.
STOP SWITCHING ON THOSE HORRIBIBLE CONTRAPTIONS FOR ONCE.

We should have like,
A 'No AC Day'. Or SOMETHING.
Srsly. D:

Where has the rain gone?

Of Bad Service and Cranky Customers.

2009-04-21T21:34:00.002+08:00

Here's a piece of advice for you guys when you go on your little job adventures:
The least you could do is smile.
It doesn't hurt to pull 14 muscles. A sour-pussy-face is just asking for a slap.

And also:
If you're going to offer help, the least you could do is make sure you KNOW you can help.

People these days.
Really NO courtesy whatsoever.

=.=

The Blind Leading the Blind.

2009-04-20T17:12:00.009+08:00

None so blind as those that will not see.
Matthew (Matthew) Henry

A truly eye opening experience.
(Well, not in a LITERAL sense doh.)
Despite it being my second year doing this, the ~~agonizingly~~ 3km long walk was more fun-filled than usual (plus a few surprises! :D)

I arrived at the Civics Hall bright and early to find many menghitam-ed faces to greet me.
Or browned. Or redened. Roasted? lol
A good laugh to start a good day :)
There wasn't as much feeling of competition as I thought that would be, mostly because the Assuntarians had a 'Que Sera Sera' attitude going on since we figured Taman Sea would win with their huge numbers.
(Well, maybe not everyone. But I certainly did.)

Yeah, a competition this time around (thanks to Lions being inspired by Taman Sea's display last year), there were banners to be done and posters to be made. But I was really busy preparing for Sports Day, I couldn't do anything to contribute ):
I only demanded the balloons. XD

Thanks to Pei San, Xui Hui, Sharvani and Kah Yan who made it all happen! :,D

The Ingenius product of my incoming funding directors!
Now you see why they deserve the titles??

I just can't get over how CUTE this is!! XD
"Are you thinking what I'm thinking B1?" "I think I am, B2." "It's EYE AWARENESS TIME!"
Bwahaha.

I was stunned by the amount of posters that popped out of nowhere.
You guys seriously did a great job distributing work. X,D

My partner this time around was the ever so modest Daarshy! :D
The strangest thing is that when I'm blindfolded, I always get the feeling that I'm about to walk into a tiang.
But I trust you, Daarsh!
We trusted each other so much, I even sprinted blind. See??
Except the part where she didn't tell me there was a ledge in front of me... *cough*
I feel guilty for not being as much of a guider as her so yeah.
Sorry, Daarsh! X,D

We screamed ourselves silly with the Leo songs, our school cheers and even our school song when we passed by our school. Haha, the embarrassment man!

Oh, but the weirdest part was when a Lion came by (in all seriousness) and started separating us.
Until now, I still don't know what his motive was.
To make us feel how lost and fearful one gets as the blind?
Either way, it was pretty weird...

All said and done, the walk finally ended.
The lucky draw was another long, painful wait.
Only 2 Assuntarians got lucky:

Our dearest Penguin Wen Yuin with her Coffee Maker!
And little Miss President Ber-nice with her Free Dental Appointment!
Congrats you two! :D

Then it was time to announce the winners of the competition...
And we only got FIRST PLACE!
It was totally unexpected which, as quoted, made it all the sweeter.
Better yet, we're appearing in today's China Press!
Guess nothing compares to Assuntarian spirit! ;D

Potong stim though, that they had to do it in the middle of the lucky draw.
Some people just don't know how to leave others to wallow in their victory, do they?
Oh well. At least we won. :)

Our cutesy Pressie with the ginormous trophy

The people who made it happen!

A bunch of us savouring the win >D

Celebrated at Lotus with the PJIs.
(though both groups were stubborn to not budge until we decided to move to them. Hmph!)
Thanks a ton again, Syahira, for the belanja! D,:

See?
Community service is supposed to be fun this way.
:)

Harsh Reality.

2009-04-19T15:52:00.003+08:00

Of horrible sniffly, snot-clogged noses; 'sexy voices' and light-headedness, wah.
This has got to be the worst cold I've come down with yet.
With sunburns to boot.

I guess my body decided to crash and burn right after Sports Day.
Can't blame it. I've been pushing myself too far. Wee.

I've got so much to say, but my brain's a little too occupied fixing up my body to string proper sentences together right now.

Oh, it's been a while since they put this out on us, but in any case:
HAI TEACHERS! :D

My Little Green Warriorettes!

2009-04-18T23:54:00.005+08:00

Dear Francis marchers.

What you laid out on the field today was your heart.
The fact that you did that alone was enough to make me drink coke and mentos and explode from the inside of happiness! (Okay, maybe not so much of a horrible death. Just something to that extent. ;D)

You all know very well what I have to say.
But I just want to say this again:

Even without that little piece of metal hanging around your neck, the memories you all have given me I will cherish for the rest of my life.

Meenu
Kom
Yen Yen
Zi-Lynn
Saliza
Cassandra
Zahirah
Hazirah
Mei Chuen
Alison
Sarmini
Diviyah
Parvathi
Ashwini
Abilasha
Yoga
Tamil
Preshna
Jonita
Roshini
Hema
Reevanisha
Jeevanisha
Alia
Vivian
Tanya
Sheue Wen
Vickneswary
Susha
Shalini

You guys make me the proudest 'mom' on earth.

My crazy, imperfect little green family of mine.
I love you all very, very much.

Building Bridges.

2009-04-16T21:25:00.005+08:00

Indeed, our main theme for the day has been:
BONDING.

:D

I made a lot of surprising little discoveries.
Take this for example:

I wanted to use this as a blackmail photo but hey.
Since it's out in the open already (thanks, Darius! :D), I might as well.

One of my dearest marchers COSPLAYS!
O:

She's so insane she wrecked havoc in the canteen.
One big, fat scream after another.
Then Cassandra proceeding to DEMONSTRATE it.
All this because she found out a whole other bunch of us could draw. Lol la, budak ni... Lol.

I swear, I have recruited the craziest bunch of wackos yet.

Our Sewing Squad proved that as well.
XD

I love bonding sessions; especially with classmates.
I've been out so long, it's been light years since I've actually sat down to spew nonsense.
Ah, I miss the times when I used to be CARE-FREE.
Form 3! ),:

Sports Day is in less than 33 HOURS.
As long as I don't lose my sexy voice COMPLETELY.
As long as we complete everything tomorrow...

Anxiety attacks: not good.

I pray, I really pray.
Everything gets better...

Thank you. Thank you for all those encouraging words.
.
.
.
.
...
SEMANGAT FRANCIS WOO! :D

Hi, This is Exhaustion Speaking. :)

2009-04-14T00:20:00.004+08:00

I'm so tired, it's not even funny anymore.

My arms and legs are completely numb.
I talk deliriously.
It even took me massive effort to even push myself off the couch just now (Okay, now that's most prolly my weight issues but that's another story for another day)

Anymore of this stress and I'll be the youngest human being alive to have a stroke.
Imagine it being ONLY Sports Day.

All this just to teach them how to BEHAVE.
All this just to show them it takes an EFFORT to reach perfection.

Thanks for all that time and money and whatever else involved, Atiqah and Theresa.
Zi-Lynn and I owe it all to you two.

SPORTS DAY THIS FRIDAY.
If you are an Assuntarian and so happen to be a Francis marcher....

Heed my words.

REALITYCHECK.IT'STHISSATURDAY.S-A-T-U-R-D-A-Y.GETAMOVEONANDGETYOURHEADINTHEGAMENOWNOWNOW!!!
*gets eaten by the failwhale*

On a lighter note:

Murid : Selamat pagi, cikgu.

Cikgu : (Menengking) Mengapa selamat pagi sahaja? Petang dan malam awak doakan saya tak selamat?

Murid : Selamat pagi, petang dan malam cikgu!

Cikgu : Panjang sangat! Tak pernah dibuat oleh orang! Kata selamat sejahtera! Senang dan penuh bermakna. Lagipun ucapan ini meliputi semua masa dan keadaan.

Murid : Selamat sejahtera cikgu!

Cikgu : Sama-sama, duduk! Dengar sini baik-baik. Hari ini cikgu nak uji kamu semua tentang perkataan berlawan. Bila cikgu sebutkan perkataannya, kamu semua mesti menjawab dengan cepat, lawan bagi perkataan-perkataan itu, faham?

Murid : Faham, cikgu!

Cikgu : Saya tak mahu ada apa-apa gangguan.

Murid : (senyap)

Cikgu : Pandai!

Murid : Bodoh!

Cikgu : Tinggi!

Murid : Rendah!

Cikgu : Jauh!

Murid : Dekat!

Cikgu : Keadilan!

Murid : UMNO!

Cikgu : Salah!

Murid : Betul!

Cikgu : Bodoh!

Murid : Pandai!

Cikgu : Bukan!

Murid : Ya!

Cikgu : Oh Tuhan!

Murid : Oh Hamba!

Cikgu : Dengar ini!

Murid : Dengar itu!

Cikgu : Diam!

Murid : Bising!

Cikgu : Itu bukan pertanyaan, bodoh!

Murid : Ini ialah jawapan, pandai!

Cikgu : Mati aku!

Murid : Hidup kami!

Cikgu : Rotan baru tau!

Murid : Akar lama tak tau!

Cikgu : Malas aku ajar kamu!

Murid : Rajin kami belajar cikgu!

Cikgu : Kamu gila!

Murid : Kami siuman!

Cikgu : Cukup! Cukup!

Murid : Kurang! Kurang!

Cikgu : Sudah! Sudah!

Murid : Belum! Belum!

Cikgu : Mengapa kamu semua bodoh sangat?

Murid : Sebab saya seorang pandai!

Cikgu : Oh! Melawan!

Murid : Oh! Mengalah!

Cikgu : Kurang ajar!

Murid : Cukup ajar!

Cikgu : Habis aku!

Murid : Kekal kami!

Cikgu : O.K. Pelajaran sudah habis!

Murid : K.O. Pelajaran belum bermula!

Cikgu : Sudah, bodoh!

Murid : Belum, pandai!

Cikgu : Berdiri!

Murid : Duduk!

Cikgu : Saya kata UMNO salah!

Murid : Kami dengar KeADILan betul!

Cikgu : Bangang kamu ni!

Murid : Cerdik kami tu!

Cikgu : Rosak!

Murid : Baik!

Cikgu : Kamu semua ditahan tengah hari ini!

Murid : Dilepaskan tengah malam itu!

Cikgu : (Senyap dan mengambil buku-bukunya keluar.)

Yay for you bunch of ingenius jokers, forwarded e-mails and BM teachers!
No, really!

He Lives.

2009-04-12T21:31:00.006+08:00

Thus marks the end of my ~~attempted~~ 'sacrificial efforts' of no ~~internet~~ blogging/facebook-ing/coming online unnecessarily!
YAY!

HAPPY EASTER, EVERYBODY!
:D
Celebrate, for the son of God is risen!

Hear Ye, My Ex-Form 5 Buddies!

2009-03-13T01:18:00.004+08:00

Okay, I know I'm going against my rules to be writing here but...
I just had to say this.
Because I was stuck in the classroom doing my God forsaken Science test that I did not study for. Because I was that excited to see you guys.

So here's to all my (now) ex-form 5 buddies out there!
Old and new alike.
You know who you are.

'Cause you cared enough to read this blog. : D

CONGRATS YOU LOT!!
YOU DID AWESOME! I know you did.

I'M SO PROUD OF YOU GUUUUUUUUYS!!

*distributes free virtual hugs around*

Yeah.
I shall resume to my no-blog-contact-for-the-rest-of-Lent vow now.

Dang it.

Quickie.

2009-03-04T19:03:00.007+08:00

Oh gosh, exams are TOMORROW and I'm still here.
You see?! It's...
AN OBSESSION.

DDDD:

Bad, bad habits coming to haunt me again noooo....

Anyway, quick update.
I'm sacrificing the internet for Lent.
For those of you who are asking yourself what-the-is-that:

It's a short (well, pretty long to call it short but hey. Let's try 'positivity' once in a while, no) period of 40 days when we have to give up something of materialism for that time. The more important it is to the person, the greater the sacrifice.
It's to commemorate the 40 days and 40 nights that Jesus went out into the dessert to pray and survive on nothing but milk and honey.

Hence, I shall be suspending my action in...
The Internet.

*cue dramatic music*

So don't expect me to be on for... Hmm.
Quite a bit.

(Ironically: Lent started last week..)

Where school is concerned:
I'm representing you Francis lot for lontar peluru and cakera.
Be thankful. That ball is heaaaaaavy.
Hoping practice will help me throw beyond the second mark line...
I love cakera more though! I can finally throw it far weeeeeee~
...Well, far enough. Still not sure about technique though, oh dearie dear dear.

UGH, SEJARAH AND MATHS 2 TOMORROW, WHY AM I STILL HERE??
WHY WHY WHYYYYYYYYYYYY?!

See you guys in... A very long time.

2009-02-26T01:53:00.002+08:00

It's one of those nights again.
When my head's swimming with fatigue, my impulses to sleep getting stronger than ever.
I blame the photography session today.

No wait. I think it's God punishing me.
Yup. Definitely is.

Giving excuses that I 'forgot to fast'.

Yep. I deserve it alright.

Even my DOG is sleeping like a baby.
It's like she's mocking me...

Thus, the season of Lent begins.

Apparently, I'm sacrificing SLEEP for it...

You're Making It Come Alive

2009-02-24T23:04:00.005+08:00

Tagged by Eric.

1. Put your iTunes/Winamp/Media Player on shuffle
2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer
3. You must write down the name of the song no matter how silly it sounds!
4. Put any comments in brackets after the song name
5. Tag at least 10 friends
6. Anyone tagged has to do the same, because fun pointlessness spreads like a virus.

If someone says "Is this okay?" you say?
French Song (Kate Walsh)

How would you describe yourself?
You Found Me (The Fray)

What do you like in a guy/girl?
Viva La Vida (Coldplay)

How do you feel today?
Sympathy (Goo Goo Dolls)

What is your life’s purpose?
Love Story (Taylor Swift)

What is your motto?
Face Down (The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus)

What do your friends think of you?
We've Got A Big Mess On Our Hands (The Academy Is...)

What do you think of your parents?
Roof Tops (Lost Prophets)

What do you think about very often?
When You Believe (Mariah Carey and Whitney Houston)

What is 2 + 2?
Mengejar HadirMu (GMB)

What do you think of your best friend?
Innocent Sorrow (Abington Boys School)

What do you think of the person you like?
Seasons of Love (Cast of Rent)

What is your life story?
Hanging By A Moment (Lifehouse)

What do you want to be when you grow up?
Here Is Gone (Goo Goo Dolls)

What do you think of when you see the person you like?
Kiss My Sass (Cobra Starship)

What will you dance to at your wedding?
Stolen (Dashboard Confessionals)

What will they play at your funeral?
This is Home (Switchfoot)

What is your hobby/interest?
The Man Who Can't Be Moved (The Script)

What is your biggest fear?
Blissless (A piano piece by Tom Frost)

What is your biggest secret?
I'm Gone, I'm Going (Leslie Roy)

What do you think of your friends?
Disturbia (Rihanna)

What will you post this as?
You're Making It Come Alive (My Favourite Highway)

Too lazy to write my own comments right now. Maybe I'll do it later.
Too lazy to tag anyone, too... For now.

Anyways, just a quick update on what happened on my last sukantara.

I surprised myself by doing 19.41 seconds for 100 metres, 2 marks for lompat jauh, and 3 marks for lontar peluru.
Especially shocked myself for lompat jauh.
That's the one event that isn't my forte.
Or as our dearest Mallini would put it: not even my piano. XD

Uberly happy that I got to contribute at least that much for my beloved Francis!
May victory come our way once more!!

Okay, I've had enough of this self-pride thing.
Definitely not my cup of tea.

Of Running and Singing.

2009-02-22T00:31:00.002+08:00

My last Merentas Desa commenced yesterday.
Strangely enough, the route seemed much shorter this year, despite it being the same torturous 3km every. Single. Time.

Maybe the music sped things up a little? (You see? Music actually HELPS. Claiming that it was 'distracting'... Nonsense.)
But my sister mentioned the same thing too. Hmm..

I'm happy to say I got at least a point for my house.
I got 64th in my class.

My fatty dad laughed at me for it.
Then he turns to my darling sister and congratulates HER on her 11th placing.
Gosh.
It's okay, though.
'Cause I know he wouldn't have done as much of a good job as I did any day.

:D

The Leo Idol auditions were right after at 3.

Yes, dear followers, you read right.
I joined Leo Idol.
Just for the fun of it. I really didn't take it seriously.
Until that is, we were in the waiting room.

They made it sound so... SERIOUS.

"Not as harsh as American Idol"?
Utter rubbish.

Anyway, 41 auditioned.
I was the 38th.
Keilly, first.
Zi-Lynn, 39th.

The wait seemed like FOREVER.

It's pass 5 pm: the time we're supposed to finish.
But just when I thought the auditions couldn't get any longer...
It was my turn.

Cue adrenaline rush! I literally just bounced off my seat in a fright.
This wait, however, I wished would go on for forever...

The door bangs open.
I hold my breath, brace myself and stride in.

I can't really remember what happened, but I DO know I embarrassed myself TOTALLY in the beginning. I didn't know what I was saying, ugh...
My song choices were Shout to the Lord and Love Song by Sara Bareilles.
Alas, I had, quote judge, 'no volume'.
Not in a literal sense, of course.
If it were, I'd say he was blind. XD

Don't worry, folks.
I didn't get in.
:D

But the most EMBARRASSING part was that I ran out of that room and FELL FLAT INTO THE DRAIN.
Gah. So TYPICAL of me!

Despite all that happened, I enjoyed the experience.
It's really like no other.
It felt good to try something out of my comfort zone for a change.

Commemorating A Certain Penguin.

2009-02-22T00:02:00.006+08:00

HAPPY one-day-late 17TH,
TAY WEN YUIN!!

(I know I wished you twice already but heck. Third time's a charm!)

:D

Here's to my awesome Leo buddy!

For all those late-night accompanying,
persistent bugging,
gossip sessions,
and little secrets we shared!

I owe you big time.

CHEERS!

Not-So-Secret Valentine's

2009-02-21T00:19:00.004+08:00

THANK YOU ARLEENA FOR THE VALENTINE'S!
It's so SWEET of you! You're such a darling!! ;_;

This was my first Valentine's gift. Ever.

No really, thank you.

It means a lot to me.

It was hilarious seeing stalks of them poking out of various bags though.
So CUTE! XD

Scream Your Heart Out.

2009-02-20T01:59:00.005+08:00

Well no, not really.
Sing rather.

Do come and support us! :)

THE Forensics!

2009-02-19T23:32:00.005+08:00

(Late as this post may be, it just wouldn't be right if NOTHING were to be said about something so GREAT)

With our trademark in-the-bus noise making, meeting of familiar faces, sparking of new friendships, and the ever-so-familiar rush of adrenaline as our numbers are called to stage...

(Oh, but let's not forget. The constant BOY WATCHING. Admit it you lot.)

The SEA Forensics Tournament made it's come back.

And so did us ASSUNTARIANS. >)

So so happy that I made it to the Semis this time!
And I couldn't have done it without the help of
Nicola Anne de Bruyne Choon Ming Wei!
Hats off to you, me little partner!!

Also, a special SHOUT OUT to Shannya, Huda, Mayu, Ale, Sulu and Mal for helping the both of us immensely to get us so far!

Plunging in headstrong with 22 participants, 15 semi-finalists, 6 finalists and 4 BRONZES!
And with that, we nabbed the Rafidah Award. The 2nd place for Sweepstakes was definitely an added bonus!

I said it once, but I'll say it again:
You guys did AWESOME! I'm very very proud of you all. :,)

And it's back to homework parring and mundane school time-tables we go.
...Bother.

Of Gods.

2009-02-18T00:17:00.004+08:00

Or just the almighty Inessa. XD

Happy (one day late) birthday!

I've yet to find an embarrassing picture of you...
But just you wait.

Nyeh nyeh nyeh.

ThursdayThursdayThursday

2009-02-11T01:04:00.003+08:00

Forensics: Only A DAY away.

Uno! Ichi! Yap! Ee! SATU!!

Despite the anxiety attacks, I promised myself to enjoy it while it lasts.
I shall walk in and out of that Tournament with PRIDE.

Aaah, the euphoria, the thrill, the frenzy.

All back to this one last chance.

Heeeeere I go!

The Fever

2009-02-09T22:26:00.006+08:00

We thought it was just a normal viral fever.
Then came the rashes and a nosebleed.
While they rush to a Putrajaya hospital, I wait and fret in PJ.

So much for being there for family.

Thankfully, it wasn't dengue.
BOTH sisters got sick yesterday, but since Forensics is just around the corner, I've been avoiding them like they were lepers.
Wouldn't touch anything they touched, wouldn't come within 3 feet of them. I know it hurts for them to see me like this, but I can't afford to fall sick.
Not right now anyway.

But I swear, I've never heard of someone make a NOSEBLEED sound so... FUNNY.

First, she snorts blood all over the toilet sink. "Crap," she goes, as she wipes the counter clean and throws it in the toilet bowl, forgetting to flush it down. Then my dad waddles in for a pee, and finally glances down to find his urine swimming around with what he thought, was HIS blood.

"...I'm gonna die, aren't I?"

My family will be the death of me.
I swear, I will one day die laughing.

Hmm. Blogging on my new laptop feels weird.
But I'll keep that to tell another day.
I really should be sleeping now.

>.<

We Came Down to Watch the World Go By

2009-01-31T00:36:00.006+08:00

Finally, a full day and a half outta the house.
I am now one super duper happy, satisfied and wiped out kid.

:D

Got dragged out of bed to kick start the day with a little 3 hour trip to the dentist.

Oh oh! I got my very very first X-RAY! 8D
Yeah yeah, it's only a miniscule sheet compared to the usual sizes you'd get but hey!
I have every right to savour my first-timer 'jakun'-tedness.

Turns out, I really am missing a tooth.
I think I swallowed it as a glop of flesh as a kid. Hmm...
Hope the orthodontist agrees to patch up that big gap between my two front teeth though...

After a hefty meal of the dim sum at Kim Seng (Note to self: That Taman Megah serves AWESOME dim sum), then proceeded to Zi-Lynn's open house!
Arrived just in time to lunch outside alongside Micheh, Kateh, Keilly and KK.
Had a blast contributing to noise pollution via Guilty Gear, DDR and banging piano keys with you guys!

Learnt Chor Dai Di and sang-along to much songs with Eric and Mun Suet.
Pitiful skills. But we're getting there!!

Quiet a funny little sight, really:
Lying 'selamba'-ly on the floor with pillows playing Chor Dai Di while singing mindlessly to familiar songs, then jolting from the sudden blast of cantonese from the sound system downstairs.

Then after...

Inkheart
Rating : 2 out of 5

Honestly, I don't quite like it.
The whole movie was quite monotonous: not revolving around laughter or tears...
Nothing.
Just bland lines. A big no- no on my good movie list.

Character-wise, only Dustfinger, Kashim and the author caught my attention.
The aunt was getting there, but not quite.

As it is, it's not quite as thrilling as the book.
In fact, it doesn't follow the book at all.

Though I quite like the idea of the half-reads having letter-like tattoos across their faces and limbs. The specials effects were really good too.

So overall, I wouldn't recommend this movie at all.
Only if you're looking for good graphics.
Oh, and maybe learn a few fire breathing tricks.

:P

The Element Gang

2009-01-30T01:35:00.008+08:00

image(c)JasonChong

For those of you who don't know, this is just a little something founded by our Wen Yuin dearest well... Just for the heck of it!

My element, you ask?
I got the RAINBOW.

Go figure. :D

Jason Chong Jia Jun, you're the best!
This is really nifty, neat stuff!!
Don't know whether you really like random hugs and kisses, but hey.
I'm sure you can't turn down a big fat THANK YOUUUU!

It's wickedly FANTABULOUS! :,D

P.S. Sorry for ripping off from your title, Jia Xin! Yeah, I couldn't really think of a better title. XP

Books?

2009-01-29T03:11:00.002+08:00

I need suggestions!
Or at least, those I can borrow off you lot.

So so?

:)

I'm also desperately in need of a new sketchbook to squirt all them brain juices out...

Before I explode. Or implode.
Whichever comes first.

Agh, holidays ending soon, want not...

There's Gotta Be More To Life...

2009-01-29T00:20:00.003+08:00

...Than just rotting at home in front of the TV/computer watching Avatar.
(Mind you, it's a VERY. Good show.)

This has got to be the quietest and most utterly boring Chinese New Year I've ever had.
One family reunion dinner and lunch, and... That's it.
No more, nada.
~~Maybe it's because those who do throw the parties all kicked the bucket already.~~
Not even a family outing because well, the 'rents would most probably say they want time out too.

Haih, haih.

Bottom line:
SOMEBODY PLEASE DRAG ME OUT OF THIS PRISON OF A HOUSE.

Chinese New Year is the season to be CELEBRATING, not couch-potatoing.

...

Late Night Investigations.

2009-01-28T04:43:00.005+08:00

Because my itchy fingers always loves linkies. Oh yes, they do.
Snagged this off Mun Suet.

My turnout:

Your view on yourself:
Other people find you very interesting, but you are really hiding your true self. Your friends love you because you are a good listener. They'll probably still love you if you learn to be yourself with them.
The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:
You are not looking merely for a girl/boyfriend - you are looking for your life partner. Perhaps you should be more open-minded about who you spend time with. The person you are looking for might hide their charm under their exterior.
Your readiness to commit to a relationship:
You prefer to get to know a person very well before deciding whether you will commit to the relationship.
The seriousness of your love:
You are very serious about relationships and aren't interested in wasting time with people you don't really like. If you meet the right person, you will fall deeply and beautifully in love.
Your views on education
Education is very important in life. You want to study hard and learn as much as you can.
The right job for you:
You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life.
How do you view success:
You are afraid of failure and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't succeed. Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous.
What are you most afraid of:
You are afraid of having no one to rely on in times of trouble. You don't ever want to be unable to take care of yourself. Independence is important to you.
Who is your true self:
You are mature, reasonable, honest and give good advice. People ask for your comments on all sorts of different issues. Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped with a problem, which your heart rather than your head needs to solve.

This one, off Jun Hsien.

53 words

Speed test

Gosh, do I type slow.
...And do I need sleep.

Nights!

Under Construction!

2009-01-27T17:42:00.002+08:00

Deciding over the many many, pretty pretty blog skins all ready and waiting for me to choose!
Only I don't know which.

D:

Yes, I be very fussy fussy fussy...

Gong Xi Fa Cai!

2009-01-25T17:46:00.007+08:00

And thus, the year of the golden OX dons upon us!

But what's so special about this year you might ask?
Here's a hint: it's definitely not the food, the brandishing new clothes nor the same ol' mah jong company...

Give up?

That's right folks, a SOLAR ECLIPSE!

Though partial but hey. It's better than nothing. And HOW OFTEN DO YOU GET TO SEE A SOLAR ECLIPSE IN YOUR SHORT, MISERABLE LIFESPAN???
Okay, so my mom's seen it before. But you'll never know when it might happen again!!
It's happening right now! So GO GO LOOK LOOK!!

...Okay, I'm over-exaggerating. You need a filter before you can actually, really SEE it happening. But there's always TV!
Or the National Planetarium!

...But it's almost night. Bah.

Anyway...

Forget what I said earlier, bring out them sexy cheongsams and samfus, brace your empty stomachs ready and practice your wishing!

It's time to reel in the $$ and lou ngam ngam!

And as always, new years are meant for change!
This time around, the Bull is significant to hard work.
Thus, whatever your goal may be, hope you're working hard to get it over and done with!
Though in my case, finally wearing a sleeveless OUT isn't such a good idea...

Gong Xi Fa Cai
you lot!

Dear Daddy.

2009-01-25T16:37:00.004+08:00

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!

I'm giving him BRONZE, because it's the countdown to his half-a-century mark!
Maybe I should've gotten him something bronze to follow up with silver next year and gold after? Ah bother, should've thought of that sooner.
Ah well, too bad.

No picture of him because eh. As the saying goes: I'm the chip off the ol' block.
i.e. You see me, you see him. Aiks.
Yep, my good ol' fart of a father turns 48 this year...
One year closer to snagging money outta his pension he'd like to say...

How very money-minded.
-.-

Nevertheless, as I promised myself a change in 2009, I (on behalf of my family) bought him a nice silver pen with his name engraved on it.

Cliche as it seems,
HE ASKED FOR IT!

No really, he did.
DX

So on a more personal note, I give my utmost gratitude to my dad for toughening up and making me who I am today. Putting up with my childish silliness as I grew up and my utter nonsense as I am today.
I just wished you hadn't spoilt me so much...

XD

Love you, pa!

Losing it?

2009-01-19T19:09:00.004+08:00

Browsing through the LLC photos made me realize something:

I seriously need to shed the pounds.

No, this isn't my non-existent self-esteem talking itself worthy again. It's a fact.
Please stop telling me I'm 'normal' and what not.
It's really not going to help..

But hey! If it means an extended lifeline, improved health and whatnot, heck. Why not right?

Sooooo as of today, I have commenced Operation-Debbie-Must-Lose-Weight!
I think taking the dogs out for an hour-long stroll is a good start, don't you?
:D

But so much for that.
A full plate of spaghetti and cups of concentrated pineapple tart residue for drinks after.

...

This. Will take some time getting used to...

Patience.

2009-01-19T00:47:00.005+08:00

Someone could only ever stand unwavered for so long.
No matter how solid that facade of a brick wall it may be, it eventually chips and cracks;
slowly hacked away by the hard persistence of unwanted invasions...

I believe the Chain Reaction thesis now.
One screeching led to another. Lecturing, sarcasm and bitter comments later.

To think I started the day with optimism...

-.-

Honestly, my only thread of hope for Saturday was looking forward to the LLC reunion.
Which, by the way, was well worth it.
x)

Anyways, back to the morn:
With the Forensics Workshop!

It was nostalgic to walk the ISKL grounds again.
Seeing familiar faces were comforting, even if I didn't know any of their names.

The OI workshop was fairly... Quiet. I was surprised how shy everyone was...

The Acting workshop was with Mrs Sahari again though.
Along with her two assistants whose names slipped my mind...
(Yes, I'm very bad with names, apologies...)
Funny how many returnees were at the acting workshop once more for reasons OTHER than the actual point of the whole workshop... XD

The long awaited LLC Reunion was then after!

I swear, you gather 6 pooped-out teenage girls, cram them into the small, restricted confinements of a car and you get deranged maniacal moments all the way.
Michi's version of ducking from the police (QUACK), Shereen's disturbing guffaws...

I salute your parents for their high tolerance level, Bern. *_*

Just like the year before, the reunion was all about the swings, laughter and SWEAT. Bucketloads of it. I'm glad my mom's mac and cheese made a good turnout. But you guys ah, I tell you... Little bit left, FINISH IT LA!! XD

It wasn't so much about the camp, but more of the company. Reminiscing about camp was out of the question! Except the certificates and camp CD distribution.
It was always that way.
Less memories, more GOSSIP!

>D

Highlight of the day was the See-saw Confession. Simple enough: introduce yourself, reveal crush. I swear Pei San, if you're so willing to tell the whole wide world about him, you might as well tell it to his face and take it from there! THEN. We talk business. >)

Zi-Lynn, you owe me that 1 other name. You only gave me 3! D:

Salutations to Daniel for getting it bugged outta him. Although it seemed like a helluva lot of names in your list...

I'm sorry to Weng Siong, Chien Lung, ~~Taiko~~, CS and Eric for not getting anything out of me. I was about to tell ya'll, I swear! Finally got the guts to spill and me dad arrives... I'll still keep it under lock and key for now.

For chosen ears only. :)

My bad habits haven't died out yet.
This. Is not good.
Aaaagh...

Phew.

2009-01-16T00:23:00.004+08:00

Another week almost over and done with.
It's only the SECOND week but we go higgledy-piggedy worrying about meetings, practices, elections, interviews, homework...

All over again.

House practice, by far, my only form of exercise, I love!
Thank God for no long jumps. Shot puts to flex my arms and my favourite 100-meter sprint to stretch my legs (to the point of cramps) make me feel gooooood.
Yay endorphins!

The daily morning marching practices begin.
Screaming commands on the top of my lungs with teachers staring at me from the staff room like I'm initiating some lunacy cult is exhilarating.
It's the only reason why I walk in class with a ridiculous grin slapped across my face.

Oh yeah, and after 4 years of being a loyal, hardcore badminton club member...
I join the chess club.
Don't lift your eyebrow at me, at least I know how to play.

I think the one thing which gets me riled up the most are all my ELDS related activities.
Haih, stress stress stress. Is that ALL you're going to give me...?

Speaking of education, one thing's for sure:
Taylor's College is not the one for me!

My hands are itching to do something creative. Productive. Colourful.
But staring at the sketch book doesn't budge my hand. Or flash images in my head anymore.
Ish ish ish.

The one thing every artist dreads is to proclaim that they're finally ART BLOCKed.

D,:

I need a change of blog skin., it's getting boring already.
Someone, please! Teach me blog skin customizations! D:

I need a haircut too.
Doi.

Weekend Dahling, Please Don't Leave Me!!

2009-01-12T02:22:00.006+08:00

Thou hast not given me enough rest!
Thou gave me an RCC meeting AND a test instead!!
(E and O, please tell me I menggodek-ed you enough to let me pass CLD? Okie?)

But thou hast brought me closer to God once more,
Thou hast given me another full 4 hour nap,
And thou hast given me a great dinner (including crabs, frogs and oysters) with my family!

So COME BACK SOON, KAY?? ;_;

I'm getting the Monday Blues already.

Ayoyo, and so early in the morning to boot.
Hopefully, nothing a few hours of sleep and another day of NOT staying back won't solve!

Back to school we go...

9th January 2009

2009-01-09T23:23:00.000+08:00

HAPPY BIRTHDAY
MELISSA DE BRUYNE CHOON MING MAY!!

You win the most:

Organized
Determined
Responsible
Sensible
Tolerant
Thoughtful
Kind
Anti-War-Against-Teachers
IQ-gifted
Crazy
(did I just say crazy and sensible in the same category?)
Just-as-blur-as-I-am
Inhumane (involved in anything and EVERYTHING)
Scary (the picture is evident enough)
And so much more.

In my books!

It may only have been around a year or so that I've known you,
But your friendship has taught me a gazillion things I'm sure I know I've learnt somewhere
but just can't remember what they are.

I'd bet you'd say the same, huh? XD

So here's to 18 years of the INSANITY you've brought to so many!
Cheers!
But not too much of that red wine now...

At School's Beginning.

2009-01-06T01:44:00.000+08:00

So it's our first day of our last year.
Come and gone.

Before I know it, it's going to be SPM.

DOOMS-DAY. Choichoichoi.

It's awkward, not being able to place an previously familiar face to its' class anymore...
I know I'm gonna miss a LOT of faces. Even if I didn't know them that well.

;_;

And thus, I intend to make the most of what's left of my high-schooling days.
Pessimistic as I may be, that's REALLY shooting for the stars.

But it's worth the shot.

: )

Hoping for the best,
Bracing for the worst.

At Holiday's End.

2009-01-05T00:42:00.001+08:00

It's...

Let's ALL pray for a good start, shall we?

A Funny Little Feeling Inside.

2009-01-02T23:28:00.001+08:00

For some reason, I feel like I just snapped open a little Pandora's box in my head.

My emotions have somehow gotten into haywired-craze.

My chest is contorting into an unfathomable twist of despair,
a gigantic burst of laughter is tickling at the back of my throat
and I'm holding back tears of... What?

I honestly don't know.
...
Weird.

It's 2009.

2009-01-01T17:07:00.000+08:00

Gosh. Time flies so fast, I don't even need to blink my eyes and it's gone.
It's hard to believe it's already a new year.

A time for new beginnings,
A time for new hope,
A time for new adventures!

I swore to myself a big bang to set off the new year with a fresh start.
Making that happen, I'm even more stocked to fulfill even more promises and dreams!

I will:

Stop procrastination.
Stop swearing. (Assistance required)
Start a little revolution called TIME MANAGEMENT.
Do the all the crazies I never did before.
Bring myself closer to God and the people around me.
Fill more sketchbooks than I can dream of and render my tablet useless! (Okay, maybe not that useless)
~~Like~~ accept myself for who I am.
Love. Like there's no tomorrow.
Give my ALL!

2008 was the most thrilling roller coaster I've ever had to ride. So crazy, the poor cart probably lost a few screws here and there, but survived anyway.

For one, quoting it as the 'honeymoon year' was a total lie.
My best and worst moments lay to rest in it.

Most memorable things of 2008

First-timing in the SEA Forensics. It wasn't so big and scary after all!
The big blast of a Confirmation Camp!
Thoroughly drugged for the Editorial Trip to Malacca. Theresa was fairly amused.
Battling the harsh sun for the relentless marching.
My very first Leo Forum with very rewarding results.
Being a part of the MAAN family!
Proudly showing off blisters from percussion after a good, hard practice session.
The tears we poured just days before the real Jubilee Night.
Reliving the exhilarating moments on stage.
The family paying a good portion to the deathtoll.
Of course, Leo Leadership Camp of 2008!
The Christmas Bazaar moments from when we all started sneak of to the coughcougharcadesessionscough.
Braving the terror that is 4 Arts 2.
And many, many, many more if I dig up my memory well enough.

But that's only for now.

I may not have bucketloads of pictures to keep those memories fresh.
But I will definitely treasure them with all my heart and soul.

Happy New Year!
Something special's gonna happen. Don't you feel it too?

I Know I'm Not Perfect.

2008-12-31T00:03:00.002+08:00

Well obviously, I pretty damn well noticed that.

Yes, lady, I am perfectly AWARE that I am FAT.

I might also add that I'm very well not blind and that I can see my fattism perfectly fine. Even if I am four-eyed.

Thank you for reminding me that my metabolism rate is that much slower than yours.
Thank you for rubbing in my face that I DO notice that the people around me are much, much skinnier than I even if they do stuff their faces.
Thank you for reminding me that I don't have a choice but to eat after 7 because it takes my mom to fetch myself and 3 other siblings about an hour and 45 minutes there AND back.
Thank you for reminding me that I'm 'out of the norms of society'.

Well, hello hello!
Newsflash:

Yes. I have tried.

And no matter what I do?

Nothing.
Ever.
Worked.

And I hope you get that into that thick coconut shell of which you call a sorry excuse of a skull and acknowledge that people don't want to be fat. They just are.

Oh! And here's a New Year's resolution for YOU!

How about trying to convince people to like the way they ARE.
Not for what they're NOT.
Or maybe identify how sufficiently BRUISED one's self-esteem might already be?
Or maybe to just put our lives at PEACE and go join your own species. Uranians perhaps?

Now you know, ladies and gentle-stalkers, why there are so many anorexics in Assunta.
The counselors CONVINCE you to be one.

:)

Holy SHAMROCKS!

2008-12-28T00:06:00.000+08:00

Back from dinner... Shaken. But back.
It was as typical as any other formally planned dinner agenda:

1) Surprise Sister Enda
2) Speeches
3) Food
4) More speeches
5) Yamseng
6) Farewells and drunken karaoke

I was one of the unluckies to have been chosen to represent the present students to give a dedication speech in her honour.

On that note, I would like to give my full and utter most appreciation to

HUDA NEJIM AL-ASEDI

for helping me with the speech!! I know I called you in a very much panicked and bewildered state, but I thank you nonetheless for helping me with bits and pieces of your brilliant expertise! I am eternally grateful. I honestly would not have done it without you.

*kow tow kow tow*

I can't really remember what really happened during the speech... It was like stage fright. Only worst and I didn't get ANY thrill out of it. I just walked up, shook like a leaf, God knows (and probably about a hundred other people) what I said and apparently... I was... Good.

Although half of it was probably a lie because they KNEW I messed up my words, and had no composed demeanor whatsoever.

Yeah.
Too bad any of you didn't get to see me all girly, prettily dolled up.
Your lost.
Don't count on me doing it EVER again because I won't.

:9

I was so close to singing karaoke. I racked up all my guts just to pick a song and...
I lost it.

Yes, I'm a chicken.
AND PROUD OF IT!

CHICKENS UNITE!!

*cue bed*

All Doped Up.

2008-12-27T15:41:00.000+08:00

Maybe it's the nerve-numbing drugs.
Maybe it's the tardiness from the lack of sleep.
Maybe it's the lurking, putrid feeling from reading Infected.
(Which is a VERY good book if you're much into gore and sci-fi might I add.)

But I'm back.
And ALIVE.

Deal with it.
>D

I'm sick.
Veeeeery sick.
It's been... Years since I've doped myself this much with drugs for that sole reason.
(Not that I've done it for any other. I've been a good girl Santa, honest!!)

Tissues with green slime everywhere.
Hacking out literal lumps of phlegm.
Not being able to taste the outrageously decadent alcoholic cherry chocolate...

But Christmas (unsurprisingly) never seemed to get me down.

The chime of choirs ringing through your ears,
The delectable feast of fir trees and white, powdery christmas decorations blinding your eyes,
The temptation of freshly-baked jam tarts tickling your nose,
The kick of gluttony as you satisfy your tongue with some good ol' turkey,
The thrill of excitement, tearing and ripping at the mystery box of surprises...

It's that time of year again.

Hope you all had a happy and wonderful christmas!

...

Okay.
So my poetic sense is really off.
I'm not one for writing so...

Deal with it.
(Yep. This too.)

Moving on:
My love for music sheets and reading notes has been rekindled!

Despite the struggle to comprehend what goes where (I'll have you know, cheating helps very much :p), and getting easily el depresso when I can't seem to move anywhere (But hey. Practice makes perfect!) the joy out of playing a whole song flawlessly just KILLS ME.

Yes, fellow stalkers.
I play the piano!

Shocking, I know.

But let me get the facts clear: Jun Hsien and Zi-Lynn's skills put me to shame. So let's not push the compliments to those who are undeserving of it, hmm?

Okay, I think I shall go sleep the drugs off now.
So I can survive Sister Enda's surprise party tonight.

(A sincere note to Bern: I've not forgotten about Leo and I will come home and sit my sorry-excuse-of-a-backside down and think. HAAAAAAAAAARD. Don't work yourself marshmallow brainless, okay? ),: )

Yeap, you know I've snapped now.
It's the drugs. I swear to God, it is.

:)

I'M ALIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIVE!!

2008-12-20T22:25:00.000+08:00

Well... Not really.
Blogging from me cousin's house for the time being.
My computer got fried from a shot circuit.

D:

Ah well. The computer finally was sent to the shop for repairing.
Finally.

Oh yes.

TODAY WAS MY FINAL DAY OF WORK!

i.Rejoice!!
Because work has kinda put me down in the dumps lately. Hell knows why.
(But thank you Ali (my supervisor) for 'belanja-ing' me McD's. I hope it wasn't because you found out I was the 'big boss's daughter...)
I just thank God it's over... I finally get to enjoy my holidays.
Well, what's left of it anyway.

),:

Went for the results of the Christmas Bazaar: the prize-giving to the orphanages.
And had free McD's! :D
Had fun with Dutchboi (I still can't pronounce your name... Sorry!), Zi-Lynn and Chris.
Thanks for waiting for me.
I'm sorry I made ya'll wait. ._.

Just had my dinner of BAK KUT TEH.
Mmmm...
And got fairly amused by the altar boys' carolling spree.
(Awesome seeing you again, Mark and Micheal! X) )
On that note, GO TO CHURCH CHRIS!
If you ever read this, that is :9

Guh. My family's leaving me for home!
Oh noes.

So much to do, so little time.

Haih.
Adieu!

Damnit Blogger!

2008-12-09T03:28:00.001+08:00

STOP BEING RETARDED! D:

What Deborah Christie Tan Means

You are balanced, orderly, and organized. You like your ducks in a row.

You are powerful and competent, especially in the workplace.

People can see you as stubborn and headstrong. You definitely have a dominant personality.

You are friendly, charming, and warm. You get along with almost everyone.

You work hard not to rock the boat. Your easy going attitude brings people together.

At times, you can be a little flaky and irresponsible. But for the important things, you pull it together.

You are full of energy. You are spirited and boisterous.

You are bold and daring. You are willing to do some pretty outrageous things.

Your high energy sometimes gets you in trouble. You can have a pretty bad temper at times.

You are well rounded, with a complete perspective on life.

You are solid and dependable. You are loyal, and people can count on you.

At times, you can be a bit too serious. You tend to put too much pressure on yourself.

You are wild, crazy, and a huge rebel. You're always up to something.

You have a ton of energy, and most people can't handle you. You're very intense.

You definitely are a handful, and you're likely to get in trouble. But your kind of trouble is a lot of fun.

You are usually the best at everything ... you strive for perfection.

You are confident, authoritative, and aggressive.

You have the classic "Type A" personality.

You are truly an original person. You have amazing ideas, and the power to carry them out.

Success comes rather easily for you... especially in business and academia.

Some people find you to be selfish and a bit overbearing. You're a strong person.

You are very open. You communicate well, and you connect with other people easily.

You are a naturally creative person. Ideas just flow from your mind.

A true chameleon, you are many things at different points in your life. You are very adaptable.

You tend to be pretty tightly wound. It's easy to get you excited... which can be a good or bad thing.

You have a lot of enthusiasm, but it fades rather quickly. You don't stick with any one thing for very long.

You have the drive to accomplish a lot in a short amount of time. Your biggest problem is making sure you finish the projects you start.

You are the total package - suave, sexy, smart, and strong.

You have the whole world under your spell, and you can influence almost everyone you know.

You don't always resist your urges to crush the weak. Just remember, they don't have as much going for them as you do.

You are a seeker. You often find yourself restless - and you have a lot of questions about life.

You tend to travel often, to fairly random locations. You're most comfortable when you're far away from home.

You are quite passionate and easily tempted. Your impulses sometimes get you into trouble.

You are very intuitive and wise. You understand the world better than most people.

You also have a very active imagination. You often get carried away with your thoughts.

You are prone to a little paranoia and jealousy. You sometimes go overboard in interpreting signals.

What's Your Name's Hidden Meaning?

(This was supposed to center mere entertainment, but so much of it was true...
It scared me.)

Work...

2008-12-09T02:41:00.000+08:00

Was surprisingly fast today. Time flew by like... A typhoon.
Oklah, more of a strong gust of wind but ah, you get my point.

But I sure as hell didn't get to have as much fun as my sister:
SHE'S GOT MORE free FOOD AT HER OUTLET!! D:

My feet hurt from standing non-stop for 12 hours++.
Which involved very much little sitting as possible.

Next Friday I swear, when I crawl over to the Christmas Bazaar,
The under-table is MINE. All mine. Muahaha... *slaps self*

But eh, all I do is just serve customers.
No packaging, no talking,
Nothing.

But for packaging, I have an excuse.
I have two left thumbs.
Enough said. ._.

Speaking of the Christmas Bazaar...

I'm getting sick and tired of fast food.
:D

I mean... Seriously.
Coke and sexy voices don't go together too well, don't you think?

I'm home-sick for a steaming warm just-out-of-the-kitchen rice.
Give me green chicken curry, kangkung, kailan, I really don't care.

JUST GIVE ME A HOME COOKED MEAL, damnit.

Psst, Christmas Bazaar helpers!
Go get ready with small change and we all go youknowwhere again, yokay? :DDD

Oh, how I dread work tomorrow...

P.S. Eric - Go see a doctor la, you. Your cough is damn worrying la... ._.

2008-12-07T01:45:00.000+08:00

I wish I were more free to finish my side of the LLC story but...
I've got work for the Leo Christmas Bazaar tomorrow.

Buggeration.

You have stolen my, heart - Dashboard Confessional
(Because it's stuck in my head right now. Nothing personally related. ... Really!!)

Leo Leadership Camp 2008

2008-12-05T21:54:00.000+08:00

Albeit the fact that I'm down with the sexy voice (again), fascinatingly HUGE bruises, disappointingly mild tan and badly burnt back and neck, the bottom line is...

I'm BACK!

And after a good long 13 hours of sleep and recovery, am ready to tell you all about it! : D

Day 1

After a long night of packing (no joke, I stayed up until 3 packing and being jittery over camp) I finally woke up at around 6.30 - 7-ish. Only to get a call from Bern and find out that we were actually supposed to be there by 7.30 and NOT 8.

Buggeration.

So I worry-wartedly panicked my whole journey to PJ. Thankfully, no jam. But I was the last to arrive. I felt stabbing glares from everyone, so I fleed to me fellow Assuntarians.

This journey around, however. We got lost. I myself was a bit 'sesat-ed' at the back myself, not knowing half the Taman Seas at the back, so I immigrated to the front. With all the SICK committee (I blame you ALL for getting me sick! Hah!) And then the driver starts yelling on the phone and at us. It was pretty scary.

We finally arrived at Kuala Khubu Baru. Ah, seeing the entrance got me all nostalgic again. I was pretty stocked. We left our luggage outside the Secretariat before entering as usual.

Ice-breaking was okay. We all got little green post-its for name tags (which were thankfully saved by Jia Xins' ingenious double-sided tape) and a familiar name was jotted down for me: Li Ann's. First up though, was the opening ceremony. Which dragged on and on. We then finally had Ice-Breaking. I was very interested in Li Ann's elbow guard...

Then we moved on to our first physically and mentally challenging activity: High Rope! Our facilitators were Atuk and Ahchan. I salute them. They really know what they're doing. Because of my return of acrophobia, I was kind of freaked out by the Leopard Crawl: crawling across two strings, two-storeys high and looking DOWN? Not my idea of fun.

Alas, it started raining. I was disappointed, but relieved in a way. Trust Fall was next. I'll have to admit, this time's wasn't as fun as last year's: only the BOYS got to hold the tarp. Why, cannot trust us GIRLS oso meh? I almost had my knees completely straight. Almost...!! (whaaat, us ex-campers have a face to keep, you know?) Then after, the Putat game! It's basically that game we used to play in primary school, the one with the secret number. I can proudly say I wasn't kicked out so fast. :9 During which, we also learnt the Tepuk-Tepuk Semangat. Which went along the lines of:

Tepuk-tepuuuuk Semangat!
*clap* HA!
*clap* HA!
*clap* HA!
*clap* HA HA!
( It sounded like retarded laughing. But it was cool. :D )

We headed back to the Secretariat to be divided into groups. I was sadly departed from Michi and Zi-Lynn, but I was glad to have familiar faces like Wen Yuin, Bernice, Kah Yan and Kai Seng. Our leader was Christopher and assistant, Cheryl. After long debates on various names, we finally went with my suggestion of Together-gether! (Which was, might I say much CUTER than Spartans... Ahem ahem.)

For the later Paint the Wagon project, we divided ourselves into 3 groups: the flag-people, the hat-makers and the band-wagon dudes (I say dudes 'cause well, most of them were guys anyway.) I found another artist in the making. Brian did some pretty awesome designs. I slowly coaxed him into giving me ideas (poor boy was so quiet and sesat) but he finally expressed himself. (He's one of many I am very proud of for some reason or the other. >D *pride pride* ) I can also very proudly say that our flag turned out to be quite cute!

After some 4 hour-long dratted tiring over the wagons, our dearest OC Lawrence finally decided that we could to finish our wagon the next day. (Thank you Lawrence~) I dreaded it. Painting the wagon was never really on my like list. Not after last year at least.. D;

I dragged myself to supper 'cause as always, I never had the appetite for lunch or dinner. It's strange, but I never did have one during LLC. Just like the last time. I met met Stanley, the other Michelle and another person whose name and face I can't remember... I think it was Angela. I finally learnt how to play Chor Dai Di! :D

I finally pooped out after rolling unto Wen Yuin's bed to gossip with her and Fion. We only slept at 4. I especially loved this time of the day :D

(More loooooooong posts to be continued. Got the Christmas Bazaar tomorrow... *_*)