Pick&Mix of words

inappropriate alien gestures

2012-01-30T22:57:00.003+08:00

I'd just like to wish PN a very Happy Belated Birthday :D Even though I honestly thought he was weird and creepy when we first met (which is through the council) and to be honest, I still do think that way but beyond that, it's been fun. I don't know how he and Duan and I ended up "cousins" but we did.

And I miss and love those times PN, Diin, Chynna and I and most of the time Nabilah would go to McDs and they'd all threaten to ditch me on the other side of the road and such. Gosh. I miss them so so much. How we'd all order the same thing and I'd say something not meant to be stupid but PN and Diin goes ahead and sees the stupidity of it all. GUYS! COME BACK! Ok. Being dramatic but seriously, I miss ALL of you! SO SO MUCH!

And also congratulations to my almost cousin on passing his driving test! :D I'm proud of you! :) Just believe in yourself more next time ok?

how is a waving flag stronger?

2012-01-30T21:24:00.000+08:00

Hello.

I'm so sorry for having left you guys with a trashy piece of post. (trashy piece of toast?). But I was going through such a dark period of my life. But I'm so glad I'm out of it now and can openly talk about it. Which I will.

You see, I was going through what I personally have coined as: "a/the Michelle confusion" and it's literally that. I went through a dark period in my life where I was confused whether this particular Michelle I was speaking of IS in fact the Michelle I had met several years ago and the one I had heard of from Che. So Che couldn't clarify with me because she kept on forgetting. I think. BUT anyway, I FINALLY CONFIRMED HER! Ohmygoodness! It was such a BIG relief. Because I wanted to know if the emo person I saw all the time in the corner is in fact her and I just HAD to confirm the identity you know. And cuz I was shocked at who her boyfriend is/was (I don't know her current relationship status). Not shocked because I too like him (which is an absolute: NOOO WAYYY!) but I'm shocked because I know her? I know. Weird. And yes, that is the big dark period of my life.

Ok. Maybe it wasn't THAT dark. Maybe dimmed period of my life? I'm not sure as well. Hehehehhh! But I really was confused and the thought of whether it's this particular Michelle or not kept on being on my mind. She should really feel proud of herself by now. --' I know. I have to re-think my life.

I think My Small World and Toys 'R' Us must be in a girly fight. Just look at their slogan (or whatever it's called)

Toys 'R' Us --> The Greatest Toy store
My Small World --> More than just a TOY STORE.

So rude their fight. Absolutely no decency to be subtle at all. Just blindly attacking. Like stereotypical girls.

I have to say that I absolutely like Chrysanthemum Tea. You know how people make potpourri out of dried flower petals? Yeah. I'd boil my flowers (if someone were to give them to me) to make Chrysanthemum Tea. But I don't think I want someone to give me Chrysanthemum flowers because my friend told me that it's supposedly given or presented at funerals. But if it were at my funeral service, I'd ask God to allow me to live for a little longer and take the flowers to boil. But then again, what makes me think that there isn't Chrysanthemum Tea in heaven? It's probably Chrysanthemum Tea Special or something even way better.

Paris looks really very gorgeous and beautiful but it also looks confusing. --' I wouldn't go there alone. I hope not. Not because it's a romantic city and I don't wanna be alone, I'd probably also enjoy myself if I were alone but I wouldn't go alone because I'd get lost.

AND I don't like when people blog a ONE liner post. --' I click and go to their blog so expectantly just to realise that whatever was seen in the preview was actually the whole post. --'

the biggest idiot I know is myself

2012-01-14T15:31:00.000+08:00

I am here to tell you that I would be ninja-ing. So that defeats the purpose doesn't it? But if you don't hear from me for more than one day, please do find me. Trust me. I NEED you guys but am overly uncomfortable and probably repulsed? to find you. Please find me. I won't be dead. I can guarantee you that but I would be in a bad state.

I think at the end of the day, I'm extremely hurt more than I am angry. But I don't know how to tell you that. Oh, for she's a jolly good idiot, for she's a jolly good idiot, for she's a jolly gooood idiot..that nobody can deny.

Yah. I'm this one huge mess right now. So cincai-ed you know? I know I can do this and pull through victoriously because it's all about God being with me but then I admit that I need my best friends alongside with me but you know, being the idiot that I am, I clean and go do other stupid things instead of what really matters. So, as of right now, I am an ideal dishwasher. The person not the appliance.

And and and I know this is so off but I must tell you that I am EXTREMELY annoyed that I have these 2 pimples on my forehead. How can you not expect me to touch my forehead when I'm applying toner and moisturiser. My forehead is like a highway and the pimples are like traffic cones. No one puts just 2 traffic cones in the middle of the highway and not expect it to be knocked down. Just saying.

I want to go to away. But at the same time, I wanna go to you. (Note: nothing romantic here. I don't mean it that way) But I don't. Maybe in a way, I'm making a big fuss that you don't bother come find me is because I'm angry, upset, hurt and disappointed because of my own high expectation that you still would. *cue for she's a jolly good idiot song* But I'm a lousy duck. I don't know. I've never felt so confused before in my life. Dalvina, go stab yourself. --'

I'm not suicidal. Just saying.

I cannot take this anymore...

*shouts into nothingness*

I MISS YOUUU!

we are after all only humans

2012-01-04T02:23:00.001+08:00

I know that we were never best friends and eventhough we just somehow clicked for that moment in time, I'd just like to confess that I miss you. Not in a romantic way. Yes, I do love you but not in that way so that's also how it is when I say I miss you. I miss all those times we'd act like idiots in stores, playing with all the toys. I miss those times we went shopping for weird things such as shampoo and deodorants - things we usually don't buy with our friends. I miss how you made a big fuss because the colour was slightly different. I miss those late night/early morning conversations we always had without fail everyday. I miss how we'd laugh and laugh and laugh till we weren't sure what the initial reason for laughing was. I miss how we'd go out and how you thought I was weird for not being able to eat a lot in one seating and how I would always call you a vacuum cleaner. I miss those times when we'd compare food to see who ordered the healthier dish. I miss those times you'd drink my drink and THEN ask if I were ok with it. I miss being stupid with you. I miss how we'd always claim we're some superhero or fictional character and try to convince each other. I miss how you'd play music through the phone and stop really fast asking me if I thought the song was nice or not. Idiot. Thinking about that makes me laugh in all it's stupidity. I suppose, if I were to sum this all up, it's simple really. I miss us. And that's all. I know and am a little too familiar with the saying that "all good things must come to an end" and I suppose so. What really shocks me is that I'm actually ok with that. I'm alright with the fact that we might not even be as close anymore and I'd just probably miss you. To say that I'm going to miss you forever is to be a little bit overly dramatic and so I don't know when I'll stop missing you; missing us. It could be tomorrow or something like that but know that you've made an impression in my heart and mind - and ultimately life - and eventhough I might forget you along the way, I'll always love you and care for you. So if you come back into my life once again, know that I have never and will never hate you.

too hopeful for a reply

2012-01-04T02:01:00.000+08:00

Gosh. I hate these "love love" things. They're just designed to make you feel nice for the main lady role of the movie and feel weird about yourself. --' KIDDING! :D I'm a sucker for chick-flicks. Believe it or not. Ok. Believe it. Not that I imagine I'm the leading lady and get the guy in the end (do people do that?) BUT it's more than that...NOT! I just am ok?! BUT the thing is that I'm not a sucker for ALL chick-flicks. I'm not making sense right now am I? Ok. I'll stop then.

You're a dugong.

AND I finally have a reason to use the "R" keychain! (*the unglamorous moment for the keychain* it's free from Toys 'R' Us *pretend the 'R' is inverted*) :D So happy! *song "this could be the start of something new" plays...or whatever the title is* Hehehehh! So so so happy! But I should not get my hopes up high. People might still be annoying about it. Heh. "Just because I can" is as valid a reason as "my name starts with the letter "R"" ba. OK?! *said in a super defensive high pitch annoying voice*

Oh and yeah, I really want to wish you a very Happy New Year but then I want to be sincere and I'm just really content being in my own bubble right now. :D

Just a stupid post. *pauses* I'M SO SORRY POST! Here! Let me sayang you!

I have a question for you before I leave...not that any of you will answer me *reverse psychology*...Ok. Seriously, don't because I really don't want to look at your answers and i will not get a cbox back (as of now)...

If Godzilla grew up at peace with it's surroundings right? Then why attack when it grows up? I mean seriously, it's momma must have been like: "Baby Godzy, these people will overfish and take advantage of your home and such and they don't know what personal space it but just go with the flow." or something right? stupid. My dad had a stupid answer but it was funny. :D

Oh! and I consciously ate mee goreng WITH the chilli....for Machais. I hope he sees how much I love him. Well, he's stuck with me (and I with him) forever so, yeah. Anything goes I guess :D

Oh! and Happy first day of school guys :D

oreos entrapped within a yellow plastic bag

2011-12-30T01:11:00.000+08:00

Nacho Libre please please PLEASE download quickly. I am in desperate need for a hilarious movie that will leave me laughing and forgetting about the present for about an hour plus. Now now, don't get me wrong my dear dear precious readers, I am not in some sad moment now or something, I just want to watch a funny movie ba! Cannot meh? *overly defensive mode* But yes. ANYWAY, White Chicks has finished downloading so I am happy :D

Seems like it's natural and most importantly expected of me to blog about the tour and such and put pictures and whatnots but then I don't think I will blog about Day 1 to Day 10 or Day 11? But yes, later guys. Later.

I downloaded Casting Crown's "Until the Whole World hears" album (the rest are really still downloading)..and I realised THIS:

I don't know if you can see it or not but it's pretty obvious if you ask me. EVERY SINGLE TRACK IS ENTITLED: "Until the Whole World Hears"! What a fantastic way to troll on the internet! HAH! Now I have to Google them out and such but it doesn't matter. But seriously, this person is so so smart. Troll! Weheeee! AND majority of people downloading their album HAS to be Christian so you know, patience is a virtue or something. --' But yes. If I ever somehow contribute a torrent (no idea how to do that but I'm so very sure that Google won't fail me), I'd troll like this too. Or IF I'm feeling gracious, I'd include the album art/cover or what not and entitle the tracks CORRECTLY :D

GUYS! Remember the green drink??...

I hope with all my heart that the picture above was rudely shoved in your face! *takes a moment* sorry about that. I didn't mean to take it out on you. You did not deserve it. I guess I was just too hurt from this separation from the green drink. *sniff* Sorry. I will try to keep myself and my emotions in check. I promise.

I've realised today that we have a replacement that is easily obtainable in Brunei but it's unhealthy la...

I know, I know, it doesn't even look anything as attractive or captivating as The Green Drink but nevertheless, close enough I suppose. The only other "green drink" I can come up with would be Broccoli juice or Celery juice which won't be clear. So that's a no go.

AND I realised...how is Mirinda the unhealthier choice? The Green Drink consists of:

BLUE Lemonade
Mango juice

AND how is Lemonade that's supposedly cloudy-pale-pale-yellow-ey magically turned BLUE healthy?? Mango juice from the bottle of concentrate is really...just sugar water. BUT since I made The Green Drink, I'm VERY VERY protective over it and so...it IS healthy!

AND...the ULTIMATE reason why I'm drawn to Gladiators (the shoes)

They're NOT mine! I don't really like them. The straps in the ones pictures above are too wide. Heh :D Mine still looks nicer. BUT anyway, THE ULTIMATE reason is that in the event of one strap breaking, you have the rest to still be able to walk comfortably. So in one word, the ultimate reason is: security :D AND also mine is the one where you zip up the back one. So there you go, total security. But I have to admit/confess that I would love my shoes more if they were flats and not slightly elevated. BUT you know, security. (or whatever it is :P)

Bye pe-o-ple! Remember to cut your nails! :D

colose the door

2011-12-27T10:45:00.001+08:00

Hi guys!

I'm still yawning and experiencing some sort of nerdy hangover. My head feels so heavy after I woke up and so I have termed it the nerdy hangover. Experiencing a hangover without actually consuming any alcohol. Heh. So uncool.

Just (3 days ago) got back from the tour and it was hectic, enjoyable, drama-filled and such...everything that a tour should be I suppose. Except that we DO shower. I am under the impression that when bands go on tour, they don't shower but then when Acts29 went on tour, everyone was crazy on going back to shower or sleep. Whichever works for them. But I still continue thinking that people don't shower.

Contemplating whether or not I should blog about the tour because we all know how my attempt to blog about the Manila Live Recording turned out. *I smell kasturi* So yah. Maybe I cannot commit to typing a blog post but maybe I can. We'll see.

I suppose that's all for now. I really just want to lie down but the aircond man is servicing my aircond...AGAIN. --' All because SOMEONE (not me) in this house had a FEELING that my aircond is leaking...AGAIN. Some people are just too....i don't know. Heh. Bye. :)

I've actually got so many things spilling from my head right now (not literally), thus explaining why I'm still here typing after actually saying "bye". But really, I should stop dwelling in the what ifs ESPECIALLY when it comes to blogging. Hah! :D

Till an actual non-weird post (ever) comes out :)

marshmallow turned squashmallow

2011-12-09T02:32:00.001+08:00

Reading back my previous posts from January 2011 onwards was sort of a horrible idea. :( Me and my smart ideas. LOUSYYY!

contraversy behind the conspiracy

2011-12-09T01:51:00.001+08:00

Stagnant blog. But in my defense, the router overheated and well, it's always a fight for the modem. Ok la. Not fight but people like my dad and my brother needs it more. Because they use it for things that aren't useless like business or checking their hot wheels collection. :D

So this past almost 2 months have been a weird one for me and to be fair, also for both my best friends. Well, we were in a limbo for the said period of time but thank God it's all good now. Well, we're getting there. I'm so so so thankful for both of them who chose to stay even if they had every right and reason to just leave. I love them both very very much! I was selfish. Thinking about myself and all the hurt inflicted upon me. All about me. Disgusting pity party but thank God that's over and done with for now. The embarrassment will remind me. Always. :D

Give or take, there's only 3 more days left till we leave for the tour! I'm quite scared. Not in a fear of flying or something kind of way (which I DON'T have), but in the sense that I'm not fully prepared. I don't even know what it means to be fully prepared, as in I don't have a pre-fixed formula or something that I can measure or gauge my own progress against but I'm doing my best and trusting in God which is really the best way to go :D In anything and everything.

GUYS! I have horrible news. I've got pimples! *distress face* 3 of 'em. And the worst/best (depends on how you view it) part is that they're all 3 in a row. Diagonally. Shaun's fault. :D I always blame my pimples on Shaun. But I'm on the verge of believing that it's true because...BECAUSE LA! :D But I still love him. I know right...but what to do. My BEST friend. :D *super proud* :D It's like how I love Che too. *super proud too*

My juniors talk about the gross-est thing. Just saw this tweet from one to another (junior la) and it's seriously...disturbing. I know, freedom of speech and all but *shrugs* I don't know I suppose. At least have the courtesy to keep those type of conversation private? Message each other maybe? It's the same effort and energy requirement as typing a direct tweet.

I watched Star Wars Episode III - Revenge of the Sith and I cried so much! Too heartbreaking! I still feel so upset. But at the same time, I have to admit that, despite the heartbreak it brought me, it was a truly exciting episode. Clearly, I know all of you are thinking that I should rethink my life and where and when I should and should not allow myself to be emotionally attached and vulnerable. Yeah. Me too. I should rethink.

P.S. I initially was typing a post with pictures but some of the pictures came out blur. The camera is still in Mom and Dad's possession and pictures taken with a webcam is seriously out of the question. Because the packaging of the object I was trying to take a picture of was really reflective. So I saved it in drafts and will continue sometime before the year ends. Definitely would.
P.P.S. I don't even know why I always have to justify my picture-less post. Ok. I do know why but it's blur. I mean the purpose and reason is blur to me. I sort of know but at the same time I myself am not sure. So yup. That's me for you I suppose. Please don't stab me in your mind. Don't even come near me to stab me. Even if I have this....nevermind. Save it for another day. :)

the battle for your heart

2011-11-22T13:27:00.000+08:00

I know that without a shadow of a doubt, words will more or less fail me for this post. It's not a regular post where I try to sell my best friend/sister to you but it's personal. And trust me, when I say it's personal...it's personal.

As you probably would have guessed, this is the annual post dedicated to Alisa Lau. I tend to blog a lot about her, more than I probably would my boyfriend (just saying) but you know, I still do mean everything I say. Maybe blogging about boyfriend is a little bit odd for the fear of reading your own blog and realising all the things that you might want to escape from. But then again, why am I digressing?! --'

First and foremost, Happy Birthday Che. Happy 18th Birthday :) I thank God constantly for bringing you into my life. I have never met anyone like Lis/Che.

Believe it or not, we don't always feel like talking to each other. There are times when we can go on for more than a week without really talking to each other but there are also time when we feel like a day apart is quite long. Especially during CNY breaks. But that's how we are. That's how she is.

She makes me cry. A lot. And all she has to do is maintain eye contact with me and ask if I'm ok. We all want a friend like that. We all probably have at least a friend like that. We just tend to ignore them and wish the one asking were our boyfriend/girlfriend. But I wouldn't have it any other way for now. I love her and I will always love her. But at the same time, she's the one that keeps me strong and make sure I don't cry when my eyes start to water. She just has this look of reassurance and of such genuine and great care and she would subtly shake her head and says: "not now" and that's all I need. So she also make sure I don't make an idiot out of myself in public.

Crying publicly for petty reasons makes me feel like an idiot. Does it make you feel like an idiot too?

I admit that sometimes, when it comes to other friends, I'd feel insecure that one day I might do something that might insult them or we might fight or something and then I'd lose them as a friend. But with Che, it's a different story. We may fight or argue or something but I know that at the end of the day, we'd always come back together. She really is more than my best friend. She is my sister. And that makes me extra protective over her.

I honestly see everything great in her. Not that I'm delusional. You can't be best friends/sister for such a long time without knowing each other's ugly side but despite all her hideous and ugly side, she's still beautiful. She constantly contradicts herself when she talks to me and she makes me laugh just because of who she is. She always brings me joy. No matter what has happened.

When I had an overwhelming moment of hopelessness this year, I called her and I knew she wouldn't know the right words to say. She's not one of those people. And I am genuinely glad that she's not someone who knows what to say at the correct time. But somehow, she reminded me that I could do it and that I'm not alone.

I know she herself isn't without issues. Everyone has issues. But somehow she doesn't let it affect her life much. She doesn't publicise it and I'm so proud of her for that. I don't understand the purpose of publicising things. She's strong. Emotionally and surprisingly, physically. But I have only seen her completely break down once.

I love how when she gives me hugs, they're tight hugs. Though tight hugs from her are painful. She's so talented in so many ways. And her art is superb and she has come a long way and I know she's going to go a long way. I have faith in her.

I may not support her in everything she does or wants to do (in the very unlikely event that it's something stupid) but I will always believe in her. Always.

I love her loads. forever&always

So many things can be said. But if she's your friend, you're good to go. She's one of THE most amazing person I know. And if she's your friend, you know you've got yourself a genuine friend.

P.S. This was supposed to be posted on the 22nd. I suppose I typed the date wrongly. Heh.

a heavy paperweight

2011-11-16T23:55:00.001+08:00

GUYS! GUYS! GUYS! Hello.

Just wanna say that I thought my night ended quite well. Because Aunty Victoria, Che, Abi and Ps.Karen (supermomma) carried me! :D I've always wanted to be carried. [Probably another way to kidnap me - if ever]. Just wanna say that. And I've decided to lay off blogging for now *cries or something - NOT* but yeah. I think I have over abused my blog.

Quite a petty thing to blog about I know but then I absolutely love being carried. :D AND also, I probably wanna write an autobiography so that's why I'm boring you and entertaining myself with all these things. :D

And to Shaun, when you read this, I'M SO PROUD OF YOU! FINALLY GOT NAILS!
Now, cut them == BOBF <--potential name for a dog. A cute dog.
Yeah. I am bossy. Hello people! :D But I end up doing things by myself sometimes! --' So much for being bossy. Ahhh...well.

Oh and Aunty Irene was so into the character that when she was praying for Steven, she said: "Lord, we want to pray for Max".

Bye! Now to start my journey to sleep. I don't understand why sleep ain't my friend. After all, fat people and sleep go hand in hand don't they? Or youths? And I'm both! So then why?!?! *drama mama moment*

I now know the fruitcake rap! YAYYY! Can rap to Che now, with all my spazzing movements. :D

the fruitcake song is haunting me

2011-11-16T15:00:00.001+08:00

This probably counts as blog abuse or something but yeah. Like I've mentioned before, I have a tendency to blog excessively when I've got too many things going on or I'm freaking out or something.

I honestly feel VERY weird. Like very suffocated. A few seconds ago, I was really convinced that I'm just gonna collapse and die. Too many stories of old people feeling like they can't breathe and collapsing and die. I don't wanna die yet. I wanna die eventually but not now. I don't dare to rest. Talk about paranoia eh? But it's just probably the after effect of excessive emotions so I'm gonna ignore it. The chances of me dying now is quite low I think because I know God would never take me home in the middle of my exam. Then the exam would have been useless.

Every morning when I wake up and I look in the mirror, I'm always shocked by what I see. Not that I have poor self esteem but it's just that the colour of my skin is so...dead. I have such a dead colouring to me. Too holed up in the room with the windows closed and refusing to go out. It's so so ugly. Eeewww. I'm probably going to brave it all and stand under the sun after my exams. Not so I can tan but to get Vitamin D? I don't like looking at this weird corpse coloured skin.

I'm going to visit my favourite person in the whole fairly wide school tomorrow! :D YAYYY! The school fee man! And I'm going to waste my time watching him write the receipt.

*stares at you* Actually, I probably don't even realise I'm staring at someone or something until people nudge me or something. --' Never a moment where I can just stare and blank out in peace.

I want to be a dinosaur

2011-11-16T12:45:00.001+08:00

I feel like a superhero. Technically no sleep and still so awake. WOW! I continue to amaze myself. I DO want to sleep. Which human being doesn't? Anyway, I don't have anything better to do while lying awake there like a moron and staring at the ceiling. I've ran out of durian stories to make up. :( That was my uhmmm...avoid thinking of things that piss you off or make you sad plan but I've ran out of stories.

Did Jesus feel this way when he was betrayed? I finally pin pointed it out. I sort of feel betrayed. Or maybe I exaggerate the emotion too much. I have a tendency to do that. I also have this natural reflex defense mechanism thing to attack people. Not really physically but like verbally. I know I know, so mean of me and so b*tchy but I'm TRYING MY BEST to not do that. I must say it's going great! :) Just re-using every durian story I have in my head. *disappointed in my ability to make up stories*

I used to think that surrendering things to God is an easy one off sort of thing and I am SO wrong that it's just not funny. --' This is supposed to be funny! But yeah. But it's cool, you know. Learning new things from failing miserably at others. Keeps the IQ increasing or something.

I just wanna drown myself in Ribena. NOT in a sadistic way but in a good way. Because Ribena makes me happy. And I'd wanna overwhelm myself with things that make me happy. You too right? If I could go drown myself in me I probably would. I realised that I cannot live without myself. Even if I have a tendency to hurt myself and do stupid things, I still think that I make myself the most happy. I bet at the end of the day, you'd realise that you yourself make you the most happy ever. (The sentence structure is so bad that I cannot even begin to process the grammar so pardon that sentence[s]) Ok. I just confused myself. BUT I am convinced that I make myself the most happy! :D Actually, I don't know. But I'm actually good to go now :D

Bye guys. or rather, Bye Dalvina! :)

mumbling due to confusion

2011-11-16T05:22:00.001+08:00

Thought that this was an amusing piece.

http://thoughtcatalog.com/2011/an-open-letter-to-males-coming-of-age-in-the-time-of-twilight/
http://thoughtcatalog.com/2011/an-open-letter-to-males-coming-of-age-in-the-time-of-twilight/
http://thoughtcatalog.com/2011/an-open-letter-to-males-coming-of-age-in-the-time-of-twilight/
http://thoughtcatalog.com/2011/an-open-letter-to-males-coming-of-age-in-the-time-of-twilight/
http://thoughtcatalog.com/2011/an-open-letter-to-males-coming-of-age-in-the-time-of-twilight/
http://thoughtcatalog.com/2011/an-open-letter-to-males-coming-of-age-in-the-time-of-twilight/
http://thoughtcatalog.com/2011/an-open-letter-to-males-coming-of-age-in-the-time-of-twilight/

Not a robot he says

2011-11-16T03:59:00.001+08:00

You wanna know what's more depressing than being depressed? Turning down Durian. There's seriously something wrong with me. I'm turning into one of them! Kong Kong won't be happy. NOOO! I was the only Chin grandchild that ate Durian. Yeah. From the numerous kids he's got, he's only got us as his Chin grandkids. Got like Japanese name one...which is so off. Seriously. I'm here like playing word association game with myself in my head: "Japan. Instant noodles. Prawn." I'm not lying.

KONG KONG! I WON'T DISAPPOINT YOU AGAIN! <-- HAHAHA! What am I thinking?!

When people tell me they read my blog, I'm like: "uhhh....*lost face*" or something. I feel quite constricted for the time being and when I type I just think about them wondering things like: "what're they gonna think" and whatnot. But you know, sometimes, SOMETIMES I try to be brave and just type and not think about them. *feeble smile* UNTIL I'm convinced that all my readers have dropped out one by one. I mean when someone tells you they read your blog, you probably naturally wanna appear more intellectual and wise and try to say something profound and life changing. That's probably my dream and ultimate goal in life. That and owning a teapot. Joking. I don't think I can say anything more profound and life changing than what I'm saying now. By the way, my mom owns several teapots but we don't use them. So if my mom owns them, so do I because I'm half of my mom. Well, ok. I own half the teapots she own and so I own at least one. (1/2 + 1/2 = 1) :)

I think I have a bad word association experience with "lightsaber". Maybe it's because my sister's getting one and I'm not. I deserve that! I deserve to own one! When I'm into Star Wars, no one was and it's always: "Eewwww...girl/che che, you're so lame. NERD! LOSER!" and now, like those 2 so gang gang watch Star Wars and Transformers. I KNOW they're always gonna be cooler than me but I'm happy not being cool :) I'm just me in my own category.

I'm one of those people who's SUPER PROTECTIVE over their best friends. I'd honestly whack you if you hurt them or something. Granted I don't really have upper body strength but when you're angry, you just channel that anger to hit. So it's like how ATP is the cell currency (the energy provider because every cell in your body needs energy - DUH), emotions (especially anger) is a very good hitting currency. My best friends and my siblings and parents but I think my momma can handle herself way better than is good for her. My mom always tells me that I'm nothing like her. She was super popular and super athletic and super smart and super pretty (yeah. Can't even let me be pretty) and daring and adventurous. I'm just like dad - she says - so boring and so nerdy. Which I don't mind. And dad's not boring. He's really entertaining cuz he's so silly sometimes. He always kacaus people.

LOL. Not really lol-ing. I just felt so so off there. But nevermind, we move on from life tragedies like saying "lol" and I just read loads of my blog drafts and I realised, it's more or less got Shaun and Che in them. So now I'm convinced of a reserved honour seat in both their weddings. Shaun's a kind of a mean friend because he wouldn't invite me to his wedding. I told him that he MUST invite me because he must have that friend who cries proud tears but then he still said no. He's probably spazzing inside because it's hard playing "so hard to get" in terms of inviting people. It's ok Shaun. I know. I'm not invited to your wedding *troll face* <-- whatever that is! WHAT is THAT anyway?!

Uncle Bong has seriously got to stop inviting me to help him in Empires&Allies. A game which I have never played nor clicked on. It's all my brother's fault!

"Stalactites are those that hang on tight and stalagmites are those that might get up there"

-Mr.Killen

I'm sometimes convinced that hiccups can kill people. I know that I'm a "science student" but it's such a drastic inner movement.

Dad: HEY! THE YIN[G] AND THE YANG. *points at my brother and I* [the ending of both our chinese names]

Darren: I'm the good one. The white one

Me: You're racist

Darren: No such thing will ever be heard from my lips.

[the conversation happened somewhere in these 2 years. I particularly liked what my brother said. In the end]

OH! THANK GOD! AFTER MORE THAN AN HOUR! MY ARM IS FINE AGAIN!

"K-League is back again. I love the dramas and all the Groupies and WAGS that you get. They're really funny to observe. I remember the first part of K-Leauge this year (before Puasa), this player got sent off the field (with a RED card obviously) and he started showing his middle finger to everyone and started swearing all over the place and as he walked past the flag pole, he kicked it (in an attempt to show his anger and frustration) and he almost fell. Stupid times. It must've been really embarrassing for him. :)" -draft of 12/11/2010

K-League. I know I just went to support my brother and he told me he was really touched. When he saw me sitting on the grandstand, he smiled at me and waved (and I know it's not to someone behind me) because he knows how much I don't get football and think it's a boring thing (except World Cup cuz everyone's into it) but he was touched I came to support him. Brotherly sisterly moment! Which disappeared as fast as it came. Heh :D

Once my mom looked at me and I probably gave her one of my huge grins and she looked at me and asked me in a shocked tone or something: "WHY YOUR TEETH SO LONG?!" Well mom, how am I supposed to know? --'

I cannot wait to buy gifts for people! :D I love giving people gifts! I LOVE GIVING PEOPLE GIFTS! *kira like I'm so shiok sendiri already* *starts doing some sort of weird combination of movements - in my head because it's far too late or early to be doing so*

The people in the mosque are praying now! :D Ok. I mean, DUH! People go to the mosque to pray --' Bushlexia. To break it down to you, Bushlexia is stating the obvious. Named after former President Bush who said things like: "most of our exports comes from outside the country" and so forth.

Just read another one of my draft and an excerpt from it said: "I fall a victim to Taylor Swift's song: "fifteen" which leaves me feeling like an idiot. Here I was, so sure that I'm on guard and was strong to resist and when I least expected it and WHAM! there it was. And....it's not feeling good. It's frustrating and well, I don't dare to go down that path well, because I don't want to end up devastated. I know that I'll never ever want to end up broken. I don't want to forsake God." HAHAHA! Way to go Dalvina! So ke kiang. Didn't listen to yourself. :D So proud of you! FOREVER! *going a little off*

FINALLY! Finished clearing the drafts of unpublished post. Actually some of them are just incomplete copies of published posts. :)

That's all for now. I think "Do Everything - Steven Curtis Chapman" is a very "bouncy" song and just happy :D Light and fluffy. (mix till light and fluffy and well blended)

Christmas. Truly is the most wonderful time of the year. HAPPY BIRTHDAY! :)

(and that is my wisdom for you today. Happy Birthday)

I just want to sleep! Sleepless nights, the stars are brightly shining, it is the night of our dear Dal's weirdness.

Please. Don't.

2011-11-16T03:07:00.001+08:00

Couldn't be bothered disclaiming anything. If you're touchy enough to convince yourself I'm talking about you, maybe you're right but maybe you're wrong but I don't think this is one blog post you wanna cari pasal with. I honestly hope you don't. It's 3:09am and I'm still awake. Oh the joy. My right arm is just feeling so so weird and painful and it has been that way for almost 4 hours now.

And I just constantly have this sick feeling in my tummy and I just wanna puke even if I haven't been eating properly. I suppose one perk of things happening over the exam period is that you can blame it on exam even if it's a lie.

Today feels weird. Like I don't want this day to belong in my life at all. If I could selectively choose days I'd want in my life, I'd probably rip out from last year's nativity play onwards. I don't know.

First, I got this amazing email that probably confirmed my fears or just the rude shove of reality and then I got a forwarded text because the original sender of the text couldn't bring him/herself to send it to me personally. I have fantastic people I call friends. And then I had a weird heart stabbing night.

People always wondered why am I so naive? So in my own little world. So street dumb. Honestly, I know I can be street smart if I want to be. If I'd be willing to step out of my own little world or some nonsense like that but the truth is that I don't want to. I did and it hurts so I'm going back. I've never been one to want to grow up fast. I don't remember wishing I was older or waiting to grow up. Actually I dread growing up. But I had to. I grew up against my will.

Not growing up meant that I was always safe. Complicated never existed. I'd not have so much freedom but I wanna go back to being a kid once more, I'm not into all this freedom stuff anyway. To have a strict bedtime. To be tucked into bed. Not growing up meant that the only time my heart would break was because my Barbie's head detached from an overly semangat combing session. Having mom and dad fix everything when things went wrong. Sure, I didn't have friends (surprise! It's true. I didn't have friends) but now, I see where that can bring me to. It could save me from pain. But not growing up meant that I could never be all that God wants me to be and I am aware that it's never safe in the world and as you grow up, you have to enter the world, out of the protection of home but I don't want to. I can't. I am unable to.

I honestly wish someone could whack me now and I probably would just stand there and stare at the whacker or just stare blankly into space. Better yet if I'm knocked unconscious. Everything is so pent up inside. It's building up to a grand explosion and just when I'm about to explode from everything, it disappears. But that just leaves me more sad because I know that the price to pay for search for them is high. I'm aware I'm living in no fairytale. I wish I could. I just want Mary Poppins to make it all better. To sing and we'd tidy my room together just by snapping my fingers. To jump into chalk pictures and forget about the real world for a moment.

Although I honestly think the whole situation is so rude. It's so shoved in my face and down my throat and it's being flaunted before me EVERYDAY, I'm amazed that I haven't lost it. Like gone crazy. True, if I had listened to people, I'd never end up here. But no. Stubborn Dal believed that this would never happen. It could never happen. Maybe I trusted too much. A big blunder on my part. But now I know to always be on guard emotionally and never to allow myself to be vulnerable emotionally for a long time.

I honestly, after this whole drama mama moment thing, have developed a deep fear of relationships and BGR and guys. I remember harboring bitterness and anger and it's not pretty everytime it would just eat me from the inside and rear it's hideous head. And when I realised, I was so reluctant to let it go. So satisfied with being angry and bitter but I knew the consequences and everyday now, it's like a journey through this tough terrain or whatnot and it's hard shoving things aside and trying to concentrate on exams but hey, I'm batman. Ok. No. But God's here with me and although striking up a deal with God to allow me to skip this whole process would be so so nice but it's not going to happen. I know He's not going to and I accept that. A little unwillingly. Ok. VERY unwillingly. I hate feeling the heart stabbing pain everytime I see them. And I'm just overcome with grief and disappointment. Not disappointment because of like: "oh no! that could've still been me", no. I've sort of accepted that it's not me but disappointment because of what the person has done and disappointment in what I've done and allowed myself to go though. So in reality, I have no one to blame but myself. That's why it's harder than ever.

If I could, I would take all the sorry-es that has been said to me concerning this situation and shove it right to the person's face and down the person's throat. I don't want your sorry because I know you're not sorry. It's really just something that you say to justify what you did or what you've done. No one says sorry and still continues to do the things they are sorry about.

This one part of me, this sad part of me, feels that things aren't going to be the same anymore. No matter how much you try and lie to yourself. A part of me has geared up for the worst - that this is not just a phase. I want it to be but I don't know. If the reason that things happen can change, nothing is really safe.

It's funny when I get your text now because it says it came from "do not contact". I'm not feeling lonely or sad or unloved or something, I know that my worth is not in a relationship and I have amazing people like Che and Ps.Karen whom I can be honest to and they can see me cry and hug me and then laugh at me about it, but I feel sad for myself because I should've known better. I might have drastically been believing in forever and also drastically underestimating the amount of hurt. Physical pain is much easier to endure than emotional.

[sidenote: OH and by the way, my best friend isn't a jerk or an ass or whatever bad. It didn't happen because of what you thought and even if the reasons change or whatnot, you're never allowed to think that. Only I can because he's my best friend and I am unashamedly and confidently saying that I'm his best friend too even though I honestly have no proof about that.But he's not.I'll whack you if you think so]

I'm almost succumbing to the embarrassing action of punching walls but my fear of dying from internal bleeding is far too great because I get blue-blacks easily and I don't want to die yet. I feel like there's also this hindrance in my heart? Or something like that, disabling me from trusting. I only realised tonight, how much this experience really has scarred and scared me.

I know people ask me, what happens if you both like each other again and such, right now, I already can confidently give you my answer. I don't want it to happen again. No matter the promises. I cannot allow myself through it again knowing that more or less the same thing will happen with more or less the SAME people involved. If people can give some lame ass reason to justify their actions, which by the way sucks, so can I. I just don't have a lame ass reason.

But I've also learnt to never compare myself because it honestly made me miserable and I did started hating. Yeah ok. She's amazing! She's perfect! Good for you! BUT it doesn't affect me.

If I could heat the situation under reflux with a reducing agent to remove people, I would. Or rather remove myself. I'd rather remove myself.

I also won't ever forget when God spoke to me asking me why was I not secure in His love once again and why was I still searching as if He's not enough. And it just made me ashamed. So ashamed. (For you annoying people, ya ba! it's from the song but it doesn't mean it irrelevant)

But I know I'll emerge from this stronger than before and I have that ability to induce happiness though now I can't but you know, it's supposedly easy for me to suppress unwanted emotions and just be happy and go home all sad with the unwanted emotions washing over me again but whatever the case, I know that in this time, God is going to be more real to me.

It all starts and ends with the Nativity.

I'm sorry.

I just want to love again. Not like love someone romantically but love. You know, not romantically. I want to love once more. I wanna love everyone in this whole wide world like I used to. Ok. Maybe except certain creepy people. Those take a lot of prayer and putting into action. But point is, I wanna love. I want to spend myself for someone else. Just that simple really.

After my exams, I'm going to just hole myself up in my room and just stare into the nothingness. Yeah. I'd like that.

I don't want Joy to ever go through anything like this. It really would break my heart so so much. I cannot even bear the thought. She's my sister. And I don't ever want my brother to go through something like that too. Again. They're my siblings and they're very dear to me eventhough they're not always nice to me. They're all I've got. I mean I know my parents isn't ever gonna feel that way because they're married. I just feel VERY protective over them.

believing in nothing is something isn't it?

2011-11-15T16:06:00.001+08:00

For every painful part there is when it comes to being lied to, there is a funny part. The funny part is that the person lying to you is an idiot and probably thinks you're an idiot so that makes them a double idiot. See how funny that is. AND the funniest part is that I'm a triple idiot.

idiot: lying in the first place
double idiot: thinking that I'm an idiot
triple idiot: continue lying to myself in the first place

I'm starting to question the existance of the multitude of friends that I once thought I had. Now, I'm perfectly fine with being by myself and having a conversation with myself! Not that I have split personalities but I suppose once you've gotten used to the limbo of being ditched for someone else, you kind of just, start talking to yourself I guess. I don't know. Really. But I do long for a stupid conversation. For a meaningful conversation. Actually, I'm really desperate. For any sort of conversation that might make me sound intellectual or some nonsense like that. I just want to talk to people. Not myself but at the same time, I am at complete calm? peace? i don't know, with talking to myself. Oh my.

a little boost in your journey from stupidity to all time genius

2011-11-15T15:19:00.001+08:00

My personalised guide for invigilator(s) and how to be the best invigilator(s) around.

#1 - Ladies. STOP wearing heels. When we, those sitting for the exams, want some peace and quiet to think, we hear your "tak tak tak" heel sound and it really is frustrating and annoying. So please. We really don't care if it goes with your outfit or not. You're here to invigilate; not look for a potential husband or to date.

#2 - We're not interested in your sad life story. The other day, this Chinese male invigilator and this Chinese female invigilator were talking or rather empathizing with each other and swapping life stories and how life is for them each individually. In Hokkien. It's already hard enough trying to extract the answers from our brain without having to translate what you say in our brains. Sure we look or maybe stare at you with what seem like interest but we're really probably thinking: "idiots". AND we had Math P6 that day. You guys are amazing.

#3 - It's not very nice to have food in the glass room. We can see you Pringles and Milo and nasi lemak and in all honesty, we're super distracted. You can't tempt us that way and make us fail!

#4 - We'd appreciate it for the head invigilator to not mumble into the microphone. Thank you. And if you wish to speak in English, please make sure that it's not crappy and broken.

#5 - Also, don't smell bad. It causes us to waste several precious seconds or even minutes to try to calm ourselves back down from smelling your horrible smells. Ew. Change your perfume if you have to. Or use a body spray. Always the easier and cheaper choice. Also don't forget deodorant :)

#6 - Ladies, stop being lazy asses. I don't care if you're swapping stories about your husband or boyfriend or gossiping or whatnot BUT when I raise my hands or any other candidate for that matter, it is an important and urgent matter. Sure. We're just asking for extra answer sheets but if you spend the first 3 minutes ignoring us and the next 2 to walk to take the papers, that's a total of 5 minutes of idleness on our part. Can you believe it?! And males, stop ditching us for food and leaving us under the charge of those ladies.

#7 - I am not interested in your tight clothes. It sometimes makes me want to barf seeing how tightly your clothes hug your body.

#8 - Don't be such a sour face.

#9 - I don't appreciate the way you stand at the balcony of the multi purpose hall and laugh out loud and talk out loud. I don't know what world you live in guys BUT we can hear you contrary to what you believe in.

#10 - We won't cheat from reading the ingredients off those Ice Lemon Tea bottles so I don't understand why we cannot bring those in. Not that I'm personally affected. I'm just wondering about the degree of your stupidity. And water bottle have to be transparent? I'm sorry if I've dissolved the answers in water and am drinking it with bits and pieces floating about.

#11 - Stop being stupid. Stop taking forever to collect our papers. You're probably taking your time and cat-walking for the students to see but we're just interested in getting out of the hall and not you. So don't hope for some sort of student crush on you. It's gross and disturbing. ~~Wait till we stab you one day then you know.~~ I know. Patience is a virtue but wasting time is not. Just saying.

#12 - Just because I or any student for that matter, stare at you, please don't think that you're good looking or attractive. We're actually just trying to size up your intellect or something like that. Or like I've mentioned several times, wondering if you're gonna be another stupid examiner or prove us wrong.

when you put paper clips in a can

2011-11-15T10:26:00.001+08:00

If you're anything like me, probably the worst part of losing a friend would be those times you had together (aka memories you've made) come and haunt you night after night before you sleep. Actually because of those, you can't sleep. It's like an amazing war right going on in your head. But that's the way of life ain't it? OH WELL! Not all your best friends end up as your best friends, after super long years (close to 10) of being best friends, well, the person decided to make a transition from best friend to best jerk. So yay for me. One less person to worry about I suppose :) *lying to myself* Heh. But at least after this coming week, I would be gone from the person's sight. Hehehehh. Kind of excited for it. I don't know why I see disappearing off other people's lives as an adventure or something. Not that I do it on purpose but you know, if the person doesn't want you there, there really isn't a point of staying. I mean it's obvious isn't it?

On a happier note, ok. After a very long pause on my part (which you obviously cannot tell), I don't think there really is a happier note for now. Heh :D Oh! Uhmm...The album is coming out. So yay for that ~~I suppose~~ :D

You know, in movies, when they're all saying things like they feel so walled in that they feel like they can't breathe or something like that? I seriously used to think it was some melodramatic line but I can honestly tell you now that it's not. Ok. You don't have to word it out that way but you just DO feel it. [Also, if you word it out, it tends to sound lame] but you DO feel that way. I was like: "OH NO!!!"

I honestly feel like I'm going insane. Heh. "ain't it funny how some feelings you just can't deny?". Hahaha! HAD to quote the song. No idea who sang it. Probably J.Lo. But my knowledge on these things really is almost non-existent. But yeah. Just one more week and I can ninja. That and God is probably keeping me sane and of course the usual bribery hugs from Che. Well, they're not bribery hugs, they make me wanna cry. --' I don't like how I'm mega emotional but seriously, I think I'm doing a good job at not crying. So yay me! :D Maybe there is a happier note after all.

Ok. There IS always a happier note :D But you won't like it. It also wouldn't impact your life in any way. (Not that I do impact your life in any way that I can think of except maybe inspire you to just write nonsense). All this nonsense with my friend has brought me closer to God and made me realise that my attitude and character isn't as beautiful as I initially thought it was. SHELL SHOCKER! (I don't have a shell but the ninja turtles have). But yeah. It hasn't been easy but it definitely somehow makes me happy. I don't know why. Maybe it's because God is shaping my character and so forth? So yeah. That is the happy note :)

And also the ink on the green inky pen is almost finish and I get really excited when my pen ink finishes. Actually I feel a sense of pride and stuff.

On top of collecting make up (not for use), I also like collecting hair bands. But not those with the gaudy ginormous bows (those gross me out) but more of those plain ones or subtle ones. So off this blog post but my blog posts have always been a mix and match of things.

For Che Che Robina's wedding (right. Was gonna blog about the wedding). --' Che and I had almost the same make up one and Che was quite happy with it (I think) or rather she was happy with mine but then I was convinced I looked like a raccoon. --' But more of that later on I suppose :D

Bye! Super excited to start ninja-ing and disappearing! HAHAHAHA! Fat people can't ninja.

stacking tower of shoes

2011-11-14T13:54:00.001+08:00

So you know how when something bad happens to you, or more specifically, when you've lost a friend or if it's even more drastic for you, you've broken up or someone really dear to you ~~died~~ has passed away, people tend to say things like: "it's ok. You're much better without him/her. Trust me". And seriously, when you're sitting or standing or squating or whatever; you're probably thinking to yourself: "idiot". So true. I honestly think people are idiots sometimes but don't worry. I include myself in the category many many times. Probably most frequent member or something.

*in a very uncomfortable reclining position*

But seriously, I mean sometimes, it makes sense but people shouldn't say that just for the sake of appearing intellectual or wise or some nonsense like that. It's actually funny. What if the person grieving over the loss of someone is secretly laughing at you or something beneath the tears.

BUT right, everytime you lose someone, you'd just be thinking of the cons. I mean that's the natural way isn't it? There MAY be pros but it is far outweighed by the cons. Well, sucks to be you. Ok. I wouldn't know but you know, I'd wanna share my version of the pros of losing a friend.

First of all, you'd save money because you wouldn't feel morally obliged to buy them gifts on their birthdays and/or christmas and when you go overseas, one less souvenir to buy. I mean that's great! NOT that I find buying presents a drag, I actually love it, I'm just saying. Giving you the pros.

Energy conserving. This is also a really good pro. One less friendship to always upkeep and/or maintain. So you can really focus on people that aren't all flimsy and are conditional friends.

One less person you'd have to worry about offending. You know, it's best if it's the touchiest friend that you lose. But you know, take whatever that comes your way.

If you're no longer friends with someone, the name list of your "hang-out-with" list is shorter and so it makes your life easier when having to balance and/or juggle which friends and hang out with them equally and also going back to the previous "offending them" point.

One less person to get to know. So you won't get confused when you have to remember LOADS of people's preference.

Ok. As much as those pros are really really attractive (to me), losing a friend does suck. But you know, it doesn't matter. If you're like complaining to the computer screen about your boyfriend/girlfriend and losing them, I said FRIEND. --' The no-romantic-relationship ones. :)

My brother says that I should expand my friend-horizon. Seeing as to how, it's not THAT broad. Running for the VP post did make me more well-known but I don't need that. So what if you know my name? Seriously. You're weird.

But when you lose a friend, you can now purposely stare at them and/or maintain eye contact with them and watch them squirm or feel uncomfortable and trying desperately to act normal and diverting their gaze so it wouldn't meet yours. It's really really fun. I did it just now. Kind of a great way to end my morning in school. Honest. I sound mean la. But I'm always the "sucker" who'll always care. I find it very hard to cut any relationship. I'll always be caring. Haish. Talk about energy consuming eh? :) I just don't know when to give up and that's not necessarily a good thing.

if you understand malay

2011-11-12T23:41:00.001+08:00

Heard this song tonight and I thought it was a cute song and the lyrics made sense. :) It's apparently the most played song in the whole of Borneo island and it came from Sabah :D *Malaysia pride*? :)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7rvYOXNnHGA&feature=related
best video I could find because it's got 'em lyrics :D Ok. I shouldn't do that "em" thing. Noted.

Lyrics:
memang aku ini
anak orang miskin
tiada apa-apa yang dapat ku berikan
engkau memang cantik
memang tidak padan dan tidak sepadan

aku anak kampung
tiada pelajaran
kuli-kuli sahaja
memang tidak padan
cantik bah kau itu
banyak yang tergoda lagi orang kaya

tiada keretaku bawa kau jalan-jalan
rumahku pun tiada
ada pun bapa punya
apa lagi belanja
mahu bayar berian kawin sama kamu

bukannya ku tidak suka sama kamu
tapi aku takut hidup kau kan sengsara
kerna aku cinta aku lepaskan kau
sama orang lain

engkau masih muda
cantik lagi menawan
janganlah kau cari lelaki macam saya
engkau memang cantik
nanti kau menyesal tiada tunang

I really like how he sings about how when girls find guys, it should be also for the fact that he can support her and a family in the future and not just loves her.

Mary Poppins, please be my nanny

2011-11-05T14:35:00.002+08:00

If you come from a family who has uneven number of kids then you probably might be THE middle child. But it's not hard to distinguish a middle child from all the other children. This is what I love to term as the "middle child syndrome"

#1 - Your parents always confuse your name.

Scenario A: My mom was talking to me and she referred to me as Joy several times before saying: "EH! I mean Dalvina".

Scenario B: My mom wanted to call me and she goes: "Dar-Joy-Dalvina!"

Scenario C: [Before I start, note that my brother's chinese name is "Chao Yang", mine is "Si Ying" and Joy's is "Tze En"] and she goes: "Yang-En- EH! SI YING!

Scenario D: My dad calls me Joy. Or Darren; sometimes when we have conversations or when he's asking me to do something.

#2 - You're always the one least checked upon.

Scenario A: It's 12+ and mom is asking us all to sleep. She goes to check my brother's room and asks him to sleep and also Joy and she purposely misses my room.

Scenario B: She asks if they're studying but not me

Scenario C: She asks them if they've eaten but not me

#3 - You're forgotten most of the time.

Scenario A: It's dinner time and they realised they forgot to pick me up...from school

Scenario B: They've all gone home from church and even after I specifically told mom that I'm going home, she misses me and just leaves and always has to come back to bring me home

Scenario C: They remember everything that your other siblings wanna do all the time. Like what time they're going out with their friends and so forth and even if I always ask in advance and it's been planned at least a week in advance and with constant everyday reminders, they forget that they have to bring you somewhere.

Scenario D: They forget to bring you to the movies with them.

#4 - You're the least manja-ed.

Scenario A: Before Joy came along, there were signs that I would one day suffer this middle child syndrome. My brother was the one always lavished with so much love (partially because he was always sick) and also maybe because he's the first born son but yes. I would always be left on my own.

Scenario B: When I'm sick, I get scolded for not being more health-conscious or something and not manja-ed. But when Joy or my brother is sick, they get to go to the clinic and gets those pretty looking prescribed medication and the kool fever patch thingy on their forehead. AND my parents check up on them constantly.

#5 - You're always picked on.

Scenario A: My dad loves to pick on me in a kacau-ing way. For example, I was standing at the doorway and when I went away, my dad said: "Girl! I thought there was an eclipse when you were standing at the doorway" *siok sendiri laugh*

Scenario B: This conversation happened:

Darren: Girl, let's go to Ethiopia together for a holiday one day

Me: Don't want.

Darren: Why?

Me: Because I don't want to die

Darren: Don't worry. They won't kidnap you. They can't sell you as a bride. You're not even worth one cow

Me: I'm worth thousands of cows ok?!

Darren: Yea right. Not even worth one goat.

Me: Cuz I'm worth thousands of cows!

Darren: Not even worth goat's milk

Dad: Yeah! You're worth expired goats milk

Scenario C: "Girl! You're fat"

Scenario D: Girl. I decided that I don't want to do the dishes today. You do it. NOW!

Scenario E: Joy and Darren gangs up against me. Always.

So I suppose those are the top 5 reasons or symptoms I know that has surfaced in my life that leads me to confirm that I have middle child syndrome but it's not something I'm really complaining about. It's funny when they pick on your sometimes. Just not when they become so bossy. But all in all, I'm really loving being the middle child. It sort of gives you the green light to be inquisitive and so forth. And really, for your survival within the home, you HAVE to be inquisitive. And it also gives you a reason to be alone. Like sometimes when you need to be by yourself and not be disturbed. It also allows you to be weird and everything not normal and your family will accept it anyway because after all, you ARE the middle child. And even when you try at something new, be shameless about it even if you fail. Being a middle child is enough of a reason to get away with anything :) Almost anything. :)

Also being the middle child puts you in a weird confusing spot. When you're fighting with your younger sibling, you're ALWAYS supposed to be smarter than to fight with them and have to forgive them because they're younger. When you're fighting with your older siblings, you're always supposed to not pick a fight because they're older. So there's a chance you might be lost and confused and bring it into your adulthood. *partially nonsense*

There are really many things you can say about being a middle child. :)

I love it. And I love you. And I love me. :D So that means I love you and me. So that equals to me loving people.

mind honesty

2011-11-05T00:30:00.000+08:00

Guys....this is my cousin. THIS! OHMYGOSH! It's been a long time. I live a sad life sometimes. Snazzy boy. COME BACK! DON'T GROW UP SO FAST! And your hair looks like Jimmy Neutron's but squashed.

Now, he just looks like an Asian kid in an Angmo-nised country. This is one creepy post isn't it?

the words that I'd say

2011-11-01T00:09:00.000+08:00

Dear Aaron,

First and foremost, Happy Birthday. I would like to think I'm right in assuming that you're now 22. But then again, I could be wrong. I'd just give myself the benefit of doubt yes? I miss you. I don't know you but I miss you. How amazing is that right? I wish you lived next door so I could go over to your house whenever I wanted to and also so that I could celebrate your birthday with you and you celebrate mine with me.

I'd love to know what's your favourite colour, movie, food, hobby and so forth. But due to obvious reason, that's not possible. It's like you're living in the past and I'm in the future. Yay for time difference right? I haven't seen you since I was 2 but the memory still remains in grandma's house. And I remember for the very first time last year in 14 years, I saw you again. Even if it was through skype, it didn't matter. It was still good enough for me.

In a way, each other (and siblings) are all that we have right now. From the paternal side (for you) and maternal side (for me). But it doesn't change the fact that I miss you. I'd love to have been there for your graduation and be that 'idiot Asian' that's loud and obnoxious and cheering for you and taking too many photos of you till your cheeks and maybe whole face is burning with embarrassment.

I would have showed you off to the world just because I can and make you bring me to places where I can drink random drinks that would never ever be found in Brunei. I'd get so jealous when I see or hear people hanging out with their cousins and having a great bonding time. But obviously, it's not possible for us at the moment. But I hope that it'll happen one day. Just hanging out and spending time together.

I know family's always going to be there but it's hard when you can't see anyone. When we're asleep, it's the morning for you guys and vice versa. Which sucks in a way but you know, keep the Christmas Cards coming and we'll keep sending ours. Shall we skype again next year on Chinese New Year Eve (for you) and the 1st day of Chinese New Year (for us).

I love you always :) God bless and take care. Have a fantastic day and I hope your birthday celebration is an amazing and memorable one for you. You've been through so much (health wise and stuff) and I know that you'll be great in the future because you work hard for the things you want. And I'm proud of you. Keep making those animated videos on YouTube which is amazing (not biased) and I know you'll be able to work as an animator in your dream company. I just know it :) And I love how you cling on to God in these hard times. I'd award you with best cousin because you're the only male one I have from that side. You're fantastic! I seriously hope to see you soon! Face to face or rather in real life :)

Loads of love,
Dalvina

everything good and true. even when the world is fading. You're everything to me

2011-10-29T21:32:00.000+08:00

"Positive, encouraging, K-Love".

Went for dress fitting just now with Che. And it's all done. So now, I can't gain weight nor can I lose weight. But I think the latter is highly unlikely. But you know, I can't help but look like a big pink bubblegum next to Che. And apparently, Che Che Robina's younger sister is as small as she is too. So yay for fleshy people? Heh. Not that I'm super fat or anything. Just clarifying. :D

It was a pleasant surprise when dad said: "girl, you're really stressed huh. Not eating. Obviously not sleeping. And baking left and right just for the sake of baking." It's nice to be noticed. *cries* :D HAHAHAHA! I'm just being ridiculous.

Finally, Jasper zone is selling tomorrow! Postponed too many times already. And just now, mom asked me to help her read the text from AFC which was actually the menu and it sounds so so good. *excited face* But you know, I'd probably just marvel at how pretty the food looks and not buying anything cuz I'll be too late.

Someone buy me skittles? Please?

I told my mom that my christmas/birthday list has already been compiled and I'd give it to her soon so she won't have to worry. And the list is valid until I say it's no longer valid. And mom just laughed. Hung out with mom after the dress fitting because my piano class got shifted to 6. And I had my class with Alan who is not my friend. Hah :D I tend to meet new people from T.Ryan cuz he schedules our classes together. By accident I think. (or recital partners) Because I arrived and he went out to buy dinner or something then when he came back, he motioned me to go to the classroom so I went and then when I arrived, he was talking to this guy and Ryan sheepishly turned to me and said: "YAY! You both are having class together".

When class 'started', I just talked to Ryan. Alan was doing his theory. And then he showed me this anti theft system on his Macbook and how it would make this alert sound when someone touches it and then a picture of the person who disturbs the Macbook would be taken and so Ryan would know who disturbed it. And I asked: "so what happens if I come from the side and close your Macbook and then you cannot take picture of me la" and Ryan confidently answered that it would still make noise. So I further argued that what if I shove it into a sack or bag that's almost sound proof. Like a padded bag and you know how girls' bags got loads of stuff so potentially sound proof and then Ryan said: "no lah! come! we try". And he put it on the alert thingy again and i came and closed the Macbook and no sound was made. This one second of alert sound was made but when it's closed, no sound. And I just burst out laughing! :D HAHAHA! Alan too. And then T.Ryan went on to contradict himself and Alan and I had fun in that brief moment of shooting him back in the foot (so to speak) with his own words.

T.Keith came in and asked T.Ryan to tune this violin which belongs to this student with whom T.Keith was going to accompany for the recital. So that was interesting. The violin looked like an antique. And Ryan played twinkle twinkle little stars and I was like: "WOW! So melodic!" And Ryan laughed. I asked T.Keith if I could rub and pat his tummy and he said ok and so round! :D

I've been playing this one piece for about a month now and T.Ryan was like: "your boyfriend" *refers to the piece* and I said: "I know. I'm such a bad girlfriend. Always neglecting my boyfriend. Such a sad relationship" and T.Ryan laughed like it was the funniest thing. --'

And we were talking about Edmund (the boy who's class is before mine) and HE'S SERIOUSLY SO CUTE AND ADORABLE! AND HE'S ONLY 8! AND T.Ryan told me that he (Edmund) said: "T.Ryan, I know my weakness. I know my psycho-motor skills aren't that good". OHMYGOSH! SERIOUSLY! I wanna adopt him as my little brother.

better than a Hallelujah

2011-10-28T22:50:00.001+08:00

Why is the ihatequotes account always tweeting quotes? Is being ironic the most in thing now?

I think the deadliest thoughts comes when you're lying there, when you've turned off the light and you're just trying to sleep but you can't and thought after thought would just invade in and these thoughts might send you crying or make you happy. But they are deadly. No matter their effect. They're deadly. I personally think that they're the thoughts that you dread to think or have been pushing away from your mind for the whole day and at night, you just don't have the strength to push them away anymore or you don't see a point of trying to appear happy and so forth and you just let them come as you fall apart.

But you know, maybe you're finally beginning to understand the meaning of deafening silence, or you may be feeling lonely or isolated but you know, that's never true. Yes, it may be silent except for the very loud thoughts in your head, but you're never alone. Whether you realise or know it or not. Trust me. I know how it's like.

Look! "Tenth Avenue North - By your side" or rather LISTEN! and let the song just minister to you. It's true. To quote Ps.Satish Raiborde..."I'm not a bald man trying to sell hair tonic".

But you know, you're never alone. His love is always there for you. He's waiting for you to allow Him to embrace you. He's reminding you that you're worth more than anything in this world. You're supposed to be you. He's proud of you. He's never going to be embarrassed by you. He's always always going to be proud of you. He says you're beautiful and so that makes you beautiful. Your identity is found in Him. You're not the clothes you wear or the fashion trend that you follow. You're not the music you like or the person you date. You're not who people say you are. You are who He says you are. You are who He designed and created you be. You are who you are destined to be by Him. You are significant. You are His child.

there'll never be a more beautiful you

2011-10-28T22:23:00.001+08:00

IF you're not Che, you're better off going off right now because this post is going to be about her.

The wedding season is around. Well, actually only Che Che Robina is getting married this year and Che Che Angie next year. Well, those that I know of. I don't think people announce their weddings to me. I only know through my parents. :D And my Supermomma :D

Anyway, I shall be listing out reasons why you SHOULDN'T ever choose Che/Lis/Alisa to be your maid of honour OR bridesmaid.

She's skinny. If you're super fat, and was losing weight like crazy prior to your wedding day (they have a tv show for that right?). You wouldn't want that stick marching in front of you. Well, I'd say walk down the aisle before you, but she really stomps like a rhino. ANYWAY, she'll definitely make you look HUGE or even worse, exaggerate your fatness. So don't want that on your wedding day do you. Unless your husband to be has a motto: "the fatter, the better"?
She stomps like a rhino. I know you're probably thinking: "but Dal already mentioned this in number 1.." BUT I'm going to elaborate. Unless you want some steady beat to invade your wedding march, don't even bother asking or texting or even thinking about asking her to be your bridesmaid or maid of honour.
She looks good in any dress. Like I've said, she's small or rather skinny. Yeah. Small too. Like short-ish. And she's got really curvy hips so her hips don't lie.
She would be overly emotional. And that would make YOU overly emotional. And when you wipe away your tears, you might like wipe some of your make up away. So don't want that happening.
She's beautiful. She has an amazing character and a gorgeous face. (not to mention that and number 1)

BUT, we all know that I'd choose her to be my bridesmaid or maid of honour.....BECAUSE

She'll disown me if I don't - elaboration not needed
She'll tell me how beautiful I am - once I find the correct dress that is
She'll put up with my whining and also she can come with me to order cakes and such
She's my bestest human friend in the whole wide world and universe.
She's always been there for me and I definitely want her to be present on my wedding day
She'll take loads of pictures for me and also she'll take loads of pictures of herself :P
She'll looks gorgeous in whatever dress she wears
She's won't look like a sasquatch when she wears high heels
She'll help me choose the dress
She'll calm me down when I'm panicking or freaked out
She'll also reassure me that I'm not making a mistake by getting married to whoever because she'll know and assess the guy.
She'll be proud of me

our city sleeps at night

2011-10-25T18:35:00.000+08:00

Yay! Dalvina is on an emotional mode. But I think it's over now. :D Hahaha! Revising math made me emotional. It made me think back to when I was at Che's house and I got high and she got worried and we found the antidote for my high-ness which was and still is trying on her clothes. And then the thought linked to another thought to another thought and it made me emotional. --' I am such a weird person. Amen to that. God bless me and help me. And I may have sent an email that I shouldn't have.

I miss hanging out with Supermomma :(

respiration in the lockdown

2011-10-25T13:43:00.004+08:00

I've been baking nothing but brownies recently. It was either Lynnie's brownies or Laura's brownies. I obviously have yet to come up with my own brownie recipe thingy thingy.

So I got the recipe from here. Or more specifically; here.

I personally am tired of baking brownies. HAH! Doesn't take a genius to figure out why. But when I first made it, I had no idea what was bitter-sweet chocolate. I mean I had no clue that it was semi-sweet chocolate. Such a genius. So anyway, I didn't have any baking chocolate. I only had a little bit so I used Nutella instead. I think mom is a bit funny in a sense that she buys Nutella for me to bake with and those cheaplak Nutella for us to eat.

Anyway, made it again with Joy. Well, all my attempts at this Fudgy Brownies has been with Joy.

Ok. The recipe said: "all purpose flour" or translated in my terms, plain flour. BUT I had a little leftover cake flour from that time when I was baking Lynnie's brownies because she said it's better to use cake flour so I did. So I didn't want to open the new plain flour so I used cake flour instead. And Dave doesn't believe Cake flour exists. Because he asked me what flour I used to bake the brownies and I said cake flour and he gave the "--'" face because he thought I was answering stupidly and he still didn't believe me.

The ingredients (according to Laura but slightly tweaked by me):

1/4 tsp salt
1 tsp coffee powder
1 tbsp cocoa powder
2tbsp hot/warm water
halfway between 1/2 and 2/3 cup of flour
2 eggs
2/3 cup flour
5 oz. butter
7 oz. Nutella
2 tsp of Vanilla (essence)

Her original recipe used instant expresso powder and let's face it, my dad isn't into that. Or at least I think he isn't. And she used 1 cup of sugar and so I cut it down to 2/3 but then I still found it really sweet after baking it that time and so, I used midway between 1/2 and 2/3 cup (which I still thought was too sweet) so I might cut it down to 1/2 cup the next time.

AND the first time I baked it, I copied down the ingredients as 7 oz. of butter instead of 5 oz. Oh well, it was quite oily/buttery but apparently Che likes the buttery taste. I bet her wedding cake would be a butter one. Or chocolate. :P

And the Nutella. Heh :) I finally figured out that bitter-sweet chocolate = semi-sweet but the fourth time I made it, I didn't have semi-sweet chocolate and Hua Ho Serusop only had either white, dark or normal so I got the normal and dark one and melted them together. Thank God for scary microwaves. But I think I can live without a microwave. Honest. I only use it for popcorn. Microwaves are scary. But the Laus use the microwave like it's such a friendly appliance. And Shaun was saying about cooking mee goreng in a microwave if he had one but I never dared to try. Due to many microwave tragedies happily relayed to my brother and I by mom over dinner.

So first, since Laura used warm water and expresso, I mixed the coffee and hot water first so by the time I'd add it in to the batter, it'd be warm :)

Then she also said to combine the flour, cocoa powder and salt together. So we did that first too. Well, Joy did it. (That's why I bothered to measure out all the ingredients and got them ready because Joy was the one mixing that time)

Combine butter and sugar. I think it looks like Garlic Bread Spread.

Then add in the coffee and egg. I didn't have Vanilla anymore so I obviously couldn't add it in.

Mix in your chocolate/Nutella. Looks kinda gross prior to mixing I know.

But I think it looks nice and normal after mixing :D

Then add your flour, salt and cocoa powder that you've combined together in advance.

To get this:

And pour it into a greased (if you're not using a non-stick baking pan) 8x8 pan or whichever size that'll fit. I don't know where all the baking stuff have gone to. Actually I know they're in a box but I'm not sure which. *sigh* Time for my family to really move in to the house. We've got unpacked boxes and such. But mom and dad still wants to renovate the house so they didn't see a point of completely unboxing or rather unpacking them all. And mom has plans for the cabinets to be made and stuff but she couldn't decide on a colour so that's on hold now too. But yeah. Thank God for Pyrex :D

Joy licking the bowl and spoon and whatnot. Che is so proud of Joy because Joy licks the spoon and stuff. Unlike me. I've never been one to like tasting batter. So that's a definite plus for Joy to be helping me.

And put the brownies to bake for 40-45 minutes in a pre-heated to 180 degree Celsius oven. Well, I only had to bake if for 25-30 minutes. Different oven different thingy thingy I suppose. But the first time I baked it, it took me 30+ close to 40 minutes to bake. So that explains why I tend to sit in front of the oven everytime something is baking in it. :D

I have no picture of it after it's baked but Abraham did take a picture of it and me and Che :D I should ask the photo from him.

The first 2 times I baked it, I used Nutella. Then the 3rd time, I used Nutella and the 4th I used the semi-sweet chocolate one. Baked the 3rd and 4th ones together in one night and brought it to Acts the next day. But gave some to Ad and Che and Shaun and Supermomma :)

Me: You want a brownie?
Pearly: Did you make it?
Me: Yeah.
Pearly: *before eating it* It's SO NICE!
Me: --'
Pearly: *takes a bite* IT'S SO NICE!
Me: *laughs with Melissa*

I only can imagine how sweet her fudgy brownies would be. By her, I mean Laura cuz she uses one cup of sugar and bitter-sweet or semi-sweet chocolate. Even when I used the semi-sweet chocolate, it came out quite sweet. Hmmmm....

things learnt from classic children's book

2011-10-25T09:01:00.001+08:00

"What is REAL?" asked the Rabbit one day. "Does it mean having things that buzz inside you and a stick-out handle?"

"Real isn't how you are made," said the Skin Horse. "It's a thing that happens to you. When a child loves you for a long, long time, not just to play with, but REALLY loves you, then you become Real. It doesn't happen all at once. You become. It takes a long time. Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in the joints and very shabby. But these things don't matter at all, because once you are Real you can't be ugly, except to people who don't understand."

-The Velveteen Rabbit by Margery Williams

(a toy rabbit who longs to become real)

10 Reasons I love my Supermomma's house

2011-10-24T01:29:00.004+08:00

#10 - There's tons of Veggie Tales to watch
#9 - Nice food
#8 - Never hot
#7 - Nice loving, cozy atmosphere
#6 - Can play with all the turtles on the "turtle pedestal"
#5 - Smells nice
#4 - Her toilet when you flush, and watch the water going all whirlpool-ey, you feel like you wanna jump in and swim
#3 - The Christmas Tree is ALWAYS up
#2 - Always a great time
#1 - Cuz that's where she is :)

the complete collection

2011-10-24T00:33:00.000+08:00

Things happen. Tragedy strikes. But whatever it is, this time, I cannot admit or boldly say that I'm ready this time nor can I say that I'm prepared like I wasn't the last time. But I'm not. But things are different this time. I know I can't turn back time or cause the dead to rise (at least I don't think that that's my area of calling) but I feel Joy in the midst of the sadness. Peace among the storm. Heck. Sometimes, I imagine myself as being all calm while everyone is in an uproar or something. *sigh* - me and my fairytale imaginations.

This past week, God has been strengthening me emotionally. I can't describe it but I really really am grateful, thankful for God. How He knows and comes through for me always. I am a VERY emotional person. Ask Che or Shaun. Oh hallelujah. God bless them.

But you know, I really do like what Aaron said:

"The kingdom of God is not a MCQ, you cannot choose "A" and ignore "B", "C" and "D""

It's just really gonna be about God and I. I'm serious about this. I wanna be dependent on God. Not on people. Not that I wanna cut people off but I'm just saying that when things go wrong, when the ugly-ness sets in, people might be and they usually are gone but God isn't ever going to ditch me.

a love letter to my textbook

2011-10-22T23:28:00.000+08:00

Dear Ken Browne,

I'm sorry that I've never noticed you earlier and only noticed you when I needed you. I'm sorry that I used you and took you for granted. But now that I don't need you, I have realised that if I had allowed you to enter into my life sooner and got to know you and knew you for who you are inside, I would've fallen completely in love with you.

You've been faithfully there. On the sidelines of my life. And I only paid you any attention when I needed you or needed something you could offer me but even when you knew what my intentions were, you stayed. Faithfully. You waited for me.

You never expected anything from me. Except maybe to get to know who you are inside and not judge you for your exterior. You never became angry nor upset with me. You never demanded more time from me. You were perfect.

It was towards the end of September that I started getting to know you. I started publicly acknowledging you and even told some of my girl-friends and guy-friends about you. I spent time with you as much as I can and I realised that you are different. Different from Haralambos or Bergess. You don't go on and on and on like them. We connect on the same level and you never patronize me or lord over me. And whatever I didn't understand, you'd teach me. You'd take time to teach me. You never controlled me nor were you overprotective when I wanted to spend time with someone else.

But it's too late now. Too late for anything. In about 4 and a half month's time, you're leaving. You have to. I hope and pray that the next girl that comes into your life wouldn't treat you the way I did. But instead will treat you right, the way you deserve to be treated. To be loved. I'm sorry I didn't even when I could have. I'm sorry. I loved you. I will love you always.

Love,
Dalvina

it takes 3 sociologist to come up with one conclusion

2011-10-18T23:05:00.001+08:00

I really do try to avoid putting youtube videos on my blog because I personally think that it further uglifies my blog. :D So that's why I just put links.

But I don't think I have some viral video to show you or something interesting. BUT I've never stopped loving..yup...loving veggie tales ever since I was a little kid. Ok. I was never little in size but you know what I meant by "little kid". :D Silly Songs with Larry would be one of the best part and the part which I'd look forward to because it's just so WOW! SUCH GENIUSES! Those who compose all the silly songs. Here are 2 of my favourites:

1 - The pirates who don't do anything
2 - His Cheeseburger

Contrary to popular beliefs (actually, whatever they may be), my brother also has this one favourite Silly Song. Barbara Manatee.

Today, we (AFC) celebrated the Feast of Tabernacles and for those of you who don't know what the Feast of Tabernacles is....basically this.

I, unfortunately, couldn't make it but nevertheless, Abraham and Ad and I had our own Jewish song "singing" session. :D It was fun. But the "lai lai lai" song wasn't sung. Che went. After tuition, dad picked me and we went to Tungku to pick up Popo Betty. SO MANY PEOPLE! *feels sad* :)

I'm always gonna make fun of my brother for his advertisements. When our family went to watch Johnny English Reborn, we watched it at The Mall so we managed to watch the advert :D Dad and I laughed throughout the advertisements. But I thought he was quite handsome in some parts. Heh. :D But my mom was smiling the proud mom smile or something. THANK GOD that Joy didn't scream: "IT'S KOKO!". Actually dad and I warned her beforehand NOT to. So that's good :D

I can browse through clothes, belts, shoes, accessories and books and other stuff for a long time. *self satisfied smile + sigh* :D

OH! One day just out of curiousity, I asked dad if he would ever allow me to dye my hair (because I heard that some parents don't allow their child/children to dye their hair) and dad said: "ya, why not? Are you gonna dye it blue?". But I don't think I ever wanna dye my hair (for now). I mean I'm intrigued but then it spoils your hair and I can never say: "I've never dyed my hair" anymore. So yup.

That ends today's monologue and nanobots :)

eye suicide

2011-10-18T17:13:00.000+08:00

If I could sell my Pottermore account I would. Not that I don't appreciate it? I just cannot spare time for it. Well, you must be saying or arguing that I'm here blogging so why not pottermore-ing right? But I honestly don't see the whole hype with this pottermore thing. But hey, you know, if you like it then fantastic for you :D I'm truly glad for you.

I suppose that sometime or the other, I don't mind isolating myself. Yup. I'm that one friend that you have that annoys you by disconnecting herself from people. Not that people aren't important in my life, heck, if people weren't important, I would've been a hermit long ago but nevermind that.

But yes, taking a break from Sociology. YAY! And just dumping everything onto here. This probably wouldn't be a nice post to read but then again, you're probably still reading. :D I do not have any pictures for you. But I have compiled a list on things I want to do after exams.

I honestly feel sad that I'll be leaving school so soon. I feel sad because my time in school is almost over. Yea. You never stop learning but that's a different story. Short lived are the days in front of me where I study and get the satisfaction of getting a 100% or 97%. Maybe I could repeat (but with different subjects) but that would bring me into being an emotional wreck once again. So no. And you and I both know that I'm really bad at dealing with things like these; things that make me sad but I'm just gonna have to face it and just 'be a man' so to speak.

Sometimes when you're one expressive person (like me), it's really easy to get ahead of yourself and like be all emotional and especially if you've gone all expressive-ey on someone and they don't respond expressively enough, ohmygoodness, you probably just committed mental suicide and you become SO emotional that it's disgusting. Trust me, keep your emotions in check. This isn't some movie where it'll be easy or people find it charming, be expressive all you want but for the love of mankind, keep your emotions in check. Unless you're talking to Che then you can be emotional all you want because under all that 'manliness', she's quite emotional too. :D One of the reasons I love talking to Che :D

At every hourly interval, I go to twitter to see what other people are saying. So does that mean that I have no friends? And thought catalog. Yeap. After 15 minutes, it's back to studying. So yeah. I think that makes me a worm. *identity crisis*

Kidding. Not really but a little bit. I'm not that anti social but yeah. Let's not even go there. I can just hear my best friend scolding me in my mind. *sigh* Oh well, it's for the better. Best friends...what'll we do without them?

They say best friend turn boyfriend or vice versa is the best. I mean he's like both. And I.....don't know if I agree to that. Actually I've not really thought of it but you know, bias as I always am, so yeah. the best. ever. :)

I guess you know, sometimes I don't like watching movies that makes me so happy and makes me laugh so much in the 1 to 2 hours because after that, sometimes the current reality of life is kind of bleak and it's like an anticlimax but then again, so you'll have more victorious accounts to tell and more chances and opportunities to glorify God. So all I can say is that bleak moments aren't hopeless or useless at all :D

Joy was brought to buy her flower girl dress last night and she's got fashion sense. YAY! Another point for her.

another pointless turn

2011-10-13T23:05:00.002+08:00

So bye bye to the toilet paper post.

I changed my bedsheet, pillow cases and blanket today. :D Well, just now. And I'm proud of myself. I've conquered my brother's pretty bedsheet.

Sort of have my math playlist which consists more or less of Disney songs. :D

That's all for now. And since I really am not supposed to go to school anymore, so I don't know. Hello :)

I'm just quite blur now :)

strawberry and grape. the sounds animals make

2011-10-09T00:05:00.002+08:00

There's many things I would like to blog about. would like to :) Like the sungkai outing but then there's loads of photos so it really deters me from actually even starting on the post. And then there's really those mumbo jumbo monologue posts that I do and am known for (I think) but then right now, it's just been studying. I've been neglecting the piano and haven't played it for....yeah. 2 weeks? I only play piano for less than 45 minutes every week now. I feel so bad but I get so paranoid you know. And I'm scared it might throw off my studying/revising momentum.

Praise God that I've been able to exercise self-control over the computer and the internet :) He truly does give us strength when we are incapable of doing things. Posts are queued with the exception of text posts.

I'm alive. Just so you know and it's great to know that you're alive & well too :)

Well, that's all for now. You wasted your time reading this didn't you. I feel bad that you read this post but it contains nothing interesting. Heck. Even my monologues are interesting albeit full of "nonsense".

By the way, childhood is a social construction :)

The other day, before I went to sleep, I was watching meganheartsmakeup and she just turned 16! ohmygosh! I feel so....immature? next to her. Well sort of next to her. Ok. I like or love (can't tell. the dividing line between them 2 in this case is so fine) watching make up tutorials and makeup hauls and stuff like that. I admit that I like/love owning make up but when it comes to using them, I really do try to stay away. I have a fear of looking like the joker. Due to my not nurtured nor cultivated artistic side. Or what little I have of it.

YOU GOTTA WATCH THIS! IT'S SO CUTE! MY BROTHER JUST SHOWED IT TO ME! She's so cute! I mean when Nicki Minaj sings it, we're like huh? What're you saying but she's like saying or singing it word for word and she can sing. Ohmygoodness. So WOW! Ok.

laser beams.

2011-09-28T19:42:00.002+08:00

Incase you can't read or just are generally confused, it goes from bottom up :) And Yda got Ninja'd :D

I really was about to go on and tell you about nanobots and stuff but then, I think that I'm more interested in reading about family now and writing essay plans in my beautiful big handwriting than telling you about nanobots :D

"Eh Dal! Handwriting mu ani basar brabis wa! Dpt copy ko punya answer wa!"

a free bus ride

2011-09-24T20:24:00.002+08:00

Che is funny. She say I pot nonsense but she still reads it. People.

really? wow! fine as silk he is. that's my almost cousin

2011-09-24T02:08:00.001+08:00

GUYS! You won't believe who just sent me an e-mail. Oh my! Most romantic e-mail ever! It's from YouTube. Gotcha there. I got a stupid email from them. Gah! I mean who....what....huh? How did they even come up with this whole weekly youtube digest thingy?

Now I'm not hinting or even implying or suggesting or subtly voodoo-ing you into sending me some romantic email telling me how much you love me or how adorable or pretty you think I am. On the contrary, please don't start sending me e-mails like that unless you know, you're a cow or a hippo or jellyfish or something adorable. If you're human, don't send me such an email please. Unless, you're my bestfriend or boyfriend or cat. Kidding. I meant Vitasoy. Yes. I would so welcome a love email from Vitasoy or Ribena or Peel Fresh or the other drinks that I love to drink and make me feel cool. Or if you're my tumbler. That works as well.

I'm probably gonna regret this post. Or not. But it'll never come off my blog. Don't like this post? Bite me then. Don't. Write me a song and tell me how much you hate this post or me or something related to me or something so IF you know, I never marry a man who will write me a song and perform it in front of everyone during our wedding dinner, at least someone would have written me a song. Even if it's a hate song. Does this make me a sad person? - Of course it doesn't. It makes YOU a sad person. Because I said so and I don't wanna be the sad person. :D

I must admit, if you are i don't know maybe a year younger than me and you're in the group of posh maids, I must say, I don't like you. In fact, you make me wanna go up to all of you and take your water bottles. Or books or pens. Whichever takes my fancy. But I am learning to love you guys. *group hug* Am I being creepy now guys?

~~I'm sorry.~~ I won't apologise for this after Vitasoy effect. I'd be my own biggest fan if I were to upload videos on youtube and would create tens of thousands of accounts to subscribe to my own channel and probably invent a robot to click the replay button for every single one of my videos so I'd have like thousands if not millions of views. So people would like be in awe of this asian girl living in Asia. WOW. So authentic. You can't get it anymore authentic than me. *turns to PEOPLE and gives the evil eye with an accompanying "shut up!" and a smack* But right, I AM authentic. *ego boost moment*

Outdated pictures.

See. My secret to getting a great shape and maintaining it is out. I drink Vitasoy. Not everyday la. That' crazy. It's cholesterol free and it' fat content is low. And it's made in Hong Kong so that's Chinese people power. *evil Mojo Jojo laugh* We're everywhere. You can't escape us.

Kidding bout the great shape part.

Sherly squashed me. I bet she was making up her mind then and there that if ever she gets stranded on an island, she'd wanna be stranded with me. Nevermind all those romantic scenes with her boyfriend or husband. I'm such a practical person to be stranded with. Economic crisis (with the tribal people), you can sell me as a magical talking doll. Hunger, you can eat me I'll still be alive to talk to you. Can't sleep? Well, I can be your pillow or something or someone to hug to sleep :D

Chynna made me do a bad-ass pose and Diin had to be there. He looks so....ghetto? NOT RACIST! I'M NOT RACIST!

I. yea. bye :) enough nonsense for you for now :)

I LOVE YOU! *emotional moment* :P

if ever. you wanna know

2011-09-19T16:05:00.000+08:00

Jet School Bus

A Tatooine-like planet exists.

http://www.nasa.gov/mission_pages/kepler/news/kepler-16b.html

not something to pass the time

2011-09-19T16:01:00.001+08:00

We can live without someone. It always happens. We move on.
We can live without music. We just find it hard to.
We can live without owning something we really want. We just want it.
We can live without many things. We just choose not to

BUT we can't live without God. Ever.

double tape and cellotape. very original

2011-09-17T15:44:00.000+08:00

Just parts of my/the sociology textbook:

Self-conscious beings learn to understand that if they wish to take part in social interactions, they will have to recognise that they have a role to play, and the way they play this role will affect other people. They must learn to try and gauge the effect they are having on other people - to see themselves as others see them -G.H.Mead

To see yourself and the consequences of your behaviour as others might see them is the first step on the road to becoming a social being.

When you learn to operate as a member of a wider group, you are taking the attitude of the generalised other (in Mead's term). Your behaviour will be noted not just by those nearest to you but by the rest of your social group. What you have done is to develop an inner moral conscience, making you the guardian of your own behaviour.

There is no such thing as society, so there is no point in arguing about which theory you use to investigate social behaviour. We all attempt to make sense of social experiences by formulating theories in our everyday lives to interpret and explain what is happening to us. Sociological explanations may be more precisely stated, but that does not make them any better than individual theories of social behaviour. -Harold Garfinkel

I'd really love to go on and on but then, all this might not be making any sense to you. But with this, I can conclude that I have not really taken the first step in being a social being.

Where octopus-es, owls, bats and an old man live in harmony. Not forgetting the pair of eyes in the forest of twigs/branches

2011-09-16T21:38:00.000+08:00

So, this is the owl that I originally saw:

And this was the first actually 3rd one I drew. The first one is on my math notes and it's not within hand/arm stretching distance now. It's in the guest room.

Slightly quite disproportional but nevertheless for my drawing skill, it's probably an A*. I give myself an A-moon (it's bigger than a star). And don't mind all the scratches and drawings and stickers on my table.

And when I told Che, I could draw an owl, I drew this:

and proceeded to draw...

A little cock-eyed but then it's cuter. Cuz it's rounder and shorter and cuddly-er :)

And then Che drew for me her owl:

Che's ugly owl. But so kiasu. Got forest of branches/twigs some more and a bat that slightly looks like an odd cat. And a pair of eyes....?

Then I showed her my octopus but she turned it into an old man --'

gives me a crash course on her octopus....

MY very cute octopus. This was the one that got turned into an old man. The picture on top wasn't suppose to have Chinese eyes but she accidentally knocked my hand and so I had to give it Chinese eyes. But it's still cute :)

Polar Bears are left handed

2011-09-16T00:38:00.002+08:00

DISCLAIMER: For those of you who might terasa reading this post, don't because the author seeks neither to condemn nor judge (or any of those evil things). She just seeks to talk about this "issue" like she does everything else. She hopes you understand. Or not. Just don't make it into a big drama ok? :) And also any names that may seem to refer to people in real life are just coincidental.

So we all got it around mid this year when all the applications starting coming in and the list of interviewees got longer and longer. But it didn't matter at the same time. A few of us couldn't wait to step down. A few of us didn't want to let go. A few of us didn't know what to feel and the remaining few of us really just couldn't be bothered.

Let me just take you back to when it all began. When we were past the whole MIB interview thing, we were slightly angry at the whole situation because it was unfair and it was just plain stupid. The people in charge made us realised that they were really nothing more than a pain in the wherever you want and would just keep on nagging and just going on and on but not doing anything. That's the kind of people they were but we were happy nevertheless. New year; new school; new people; new opportunities right? Well, heck yea. New opportunities to arrange tables and chairs and run around school like a headless chicken (which, by the way, really do run around crazy before it eventually dies. Poor chicken. But it's probably having loads of fun..sorry. I digress) But nevermind that for now.

We stuck to the people we knew and the main group of people were the ones that came closer together. Because of the frequent meetings and last minute staybacks for "urgent" duties (a * for you if you realised what the "urgent" duty is - see how duty is singular. Because it's more or less...the same)

We were brought to measure our blazer during the baju kurong making season last year and it was slightly uncomfortable for us girls because the person taking the measurements was a male and we (the girls) all experienced the same thing - our boobs and his hands kind of collided in a brief moment more than once. Ew. But nevermind that now. And we got our blazers...let's see.....about 2 months later? or was it a month. Sorry. The details are blurry. Not really.

I don't know when the purple skirts and/or ties came in the picture but they did and they made us feel both an outcast and someone really cool (we were obviously in our own little bubble)

We really bonded towards the end of 2010 when one day free ball came alive. And my oh my, we wished we had bonded earlier but it didn't matter. We just stuck together. Yes there were probably awkward encounters when we walk past each other in the walkways (we don't actually have corridors...this is sad) or something but like I said it didn't matter.

We officially got initiated during puasa of 2010 and I remember. It was in the Lecture Theatre 1 and when we got our letters, it was both amusing and expected to see that the date printed on the letter of appointment was "March 2010". Wow. Big deal but then again, it didn't matter to us. We were just really happy to have been initiated....FINALLY! Because for about 3-4 months we have been carrying out the normal tasks that would be done by the then in power. But we were "unofficially" appointed so we gladly did the task. Yes there were complains and grumbling and murmuring but there were more stupid and tired laughter resounding in the hall than there were all those complains and whines. Also the seniors were there as well and we were all presented with a box of 1 litre Delite Soya Bean or Green Tea. We were having a hard time deciding whether the admin thought it was funny or were just not using their brains. Bear in mind. Puasa of 2010 :)

This year, some of us, well those that have been heavily involved in every single matters to have passed through our "hands" started feeling sad and there were doubts about our "membership" and "access" to the room but we just comforted ourselves and put our doubt to rest with false hope. We didn't know it was false until it happened. But more of that later.

So when all of you came, we welcomed you with open arms. I'm not saying that tension didn't arise but it wasn't a big deal and it was really your fault in the first place. I'm not being biased but calling people unnecessary names just to make yourself feel better....don't tell me you didn't see all that came to you coming. But sorry, I digressed (a little).

Then the forms were being photocopied and announcements made. We saw each of your scared/nervous and eager faces and we were like: "welcome to the family soon" *big genuine smiles* and the interviews conducted. That was when we really kind of saw you for you were. The tone of your voice and your facial expressions. I'd be lying if I didn't say that I wanted to slap some of you right then and there and just laugh at you and your answers. You were really sure they were the answers we wanted to hear right? WRONG. We wanted real people not photocopy machines. We wanted to know you not your ability to Google and memorise "perfect answers to give during interviews". But it didn't matter. EVERYONE got into it because the people in charge wanted it to be that way.

We soon found out why this was so. That during our year, they criticised and scrutinised every little detail but yours, any Ali, Ahmad and Siao Ling could enter.

We did everything for you. Even when the job was given to YOU from the people in charge, we did it all for you. Sure we were glad to help you guys out the initial times but then we realised that we were treated like your own little Oompa-Loompas. We weren't even cool enough to be Oompa-Loompas. You were baby-ed from the very beginning and will be till the end.

The people in charge love your batch because you never questioned their "decrees" nor are you brave to suggest anything of your own. You never contradicted their ideas and you never complained about them. We on the other hand, went to the top of the top to complain about unjust and lazy "supervisors". We questioned their doings not because we were jobless but because they were wrong and just plain stupid. We suggested ideas that were better than theirs but they shoved it aside and called us smartmouths and also told us to not try to make it all about us simply because they didn't think of it first. We had fun despite all those unnecessary drama. We were glad for the people we met.

I suppose we were ~~a little bit~~ deeply hurt when we found out that we weren't invited for your initiation and/but you still had the guts to ask us to set up the hall for your ceremony. We were too hurt to do anything then and there. We just....gave up. We found out that your initiation ceremony was a big thing. Open to several classes and your parents were invited. And us? chucked aside like unwanted training wheels. Or maids whom you didn't have any care about. But we just moved on. Some are still bitter and hold on to this grudge but the rest of us realised that it's a waste of our time and we couldn't be bothered. I just am glad that there's one sane person within the whole council. I hope he remains sane. But then, chances are slim. I don't know and I don't want to care that much about it anymore.

I wish you all the best with your future undertakings. Just know that this isn't your previous school. This isn't your playground and we're not your dolls. Don't embarrass us and don't bother planning anything big because in the end, people lose interest because of the way you've treated them. Just so you know, people know and they see through your fake front. They know and hear about all the backstabbing that happens when you part ways either to go to class, etc. People know you think you're better than other people. Don't think people are stupid. Maybe. Just maybe, this time, you are.

I still believe

2011-09-12T15:23:00.002+08:00

Just a short post because I feel like it. Printing past year papers are so tedious and time consuming --' But that can't be helped. What makes me even more "annoyed" when it comes to printing past year paper is when you have to flip the paper so that you can save paper and ink and money and print back to back --' *Chinese like that*

This is all getting to me. Mind start to overthink. Self starting not to care. :)

the owl will appear on this blog soon :)

Ohmygoodness. My eye is so itchy! GAHHH! :)

turn around

2011-09-11T22:46:00.002+08:00

I'm not being mean or judgemental or whatever you guys wanna call me but THIS is definitely a creepy way to start your Sunday morning:

Just thought I'd keep this blog alive I guess before whatever readers I have would leave me :'(

:P

Someday soon our story will start again

2011-09-09T14:48:00.001+08:00

Got a ToysRUs merchandise :P Well, I think they were giving it to KIDS during the official opening ceremony yesterday but my brother came back with 3! :D For Joy cuz his boss said so. :D And so I took the liberty of taking one. After all, I'm still his "little" sister right? In a different way. Hehehhh. But it's stupid because....

It's a pencil case and it consists of an eraser, ruler and a PEN. So tell me, how does an eraser complete the set?

Just saying

Just saying. :)

2011-09-07T20:42:00.000+08:00

Time to end it all even if it hurts a lot.

P.S. You're a beauty that's your own :) Realise it

Vuze don't fail me now

2011-09-04T22:17:00.001+08:00

Just a quick obvious post.

Have a fantastic day in school tomorrow ok? Use the remainder of your year wisely and be prepared always. How you handle tomorrow depends on your preparations today. And don't look down on the mundane because it is in them that the extraordinary is waiting to happen. I love you very much. Feel the overwhelming love of God? (from God to me to you) But nevertheless, kick ass ok?

I'm personally excited to go back to school because it means

#1 - no unnecessary weight gain
#2 - hopefully there's no K-League
#3 - getting the council shirt tomorrow
#4 - more discipline and no time to waste
#5 - excited for what God has in store

:)

God is so amazing. More than amazing. But you wouldn't know that would you? Just get to know Him and you'd be wondering why you didn't. He loves you more than I, your parents, your family, your friends, your boyfriend/girlfriend would ever. Ever. Period. That makes so much sense and it provides the firm unwavering security that we all want and need.

P.S. Tudong, please be co-operative with me tomorrow.
P.P.S. Today... :)

Stupid girls

2011-09-03T23:42:00.000+08:00

If you use tumblr or read a lot of people's tumblr, then this wouldn't and shouldn't come as a surprise to you. This is probably one of the dumbest things ever to circulate tumblr but people believe it nevertheless.

Example #1

Hello people. I must say that I feel terasa-ed. :D I do believe ba! --' But also won't this like kinda destroy things? Like ohmygosh. The girl would just always be like overthinking and freaking out? We don't need these things to overthink. As girls, we naturally overthink unless you're one of those lucky few who has mastered the mind or something like that. For that I salute you. But kasian your boyfriend. But then if you're smart just read and ignore. (:

*attention starts drifting*

OOHMYGOSH! End of this stupid ranting. I am going to get my son this:

DARTH VADER SUIT! OMHYGOSH! I'm crying tears of JOY! :D

To my future husband, if you're reading this, I want to say to you: "hun, better make this a reality! You know I love you" :D And I wanna dress my kids up (when they're babies) like this:

Not that I'm one of those teenage girls who spends their time daydreaming about their husband and/or kids. It just came to me one day :D

toilet needs tiling?

2011-09-03T22:24:00.000+08:00

One of my favourite post ever :) And it's not even about me :D

http://brendan-lau.blogspot.com/2011/09/art-create-tiles.html
http://brendan-lau.blogspot.com/2011/09/art-create-tiles.html
http://brendan-lau.blogspot.com/2011/09/art-create-tiles.html
http://brendan-lau.blogspot.com/2011/09/art-create-tiles.html

Colour in the P,B and R and leave the M, S and E alone

2011-09-03T00:23:00.000+08:00

I'm so sorry. I really cannot bring myself to blog about Manila anymore. Read it here if you want to. But the details won't really be there.

On the other hand, this new Blogger thingy is making me wanna blog regardless of whether I have anything substantial to blog about or not. Hmmm...but then again, I DON'T have anything substantial to blog about. Not like I just break out in philosophy right? I don't really give sermons and when I lecture I usually prefer doing it face to face and direct it to one person. Not just shooting random "philosophies" anywhere and everywhere. Sooner or later, people will get tired of reading my blog. And I'll go from one reader (myself) to no reader at all. Oh my....

I must bring it to your attention that I find little girls all "dolled up" in high heels and make up disgusting. What were they (the parent[s]) thinking?! Note to self: Never make your own daughter look ugly.

God bless the M&m store

I'd go crazy at this store :D

~~Things~~ Some food & drinks found in supermarkets I find hard to say no to:
(in no particular order)

Vitasoy [the 375ml one or the 1 litre one]
Ribena
VeGood
Hersheys Cookies and Cream
Healthy bars
Tim Tams
Capri-Sonne
Skittles
Wonka Candy
M&ms

And that ends the very short list. I don't want to reveal more incase you're going to use these to entice me or even worse...kidnap me. :D

Going out with Lennard, Geoffrey and Jan tomorrow. No idea what we're gonna do. Didn't bother reading the 186 messages they left me on whatsapp.

Siblings Stupidity Stakeout [edited]

2011-09-02T19:14:00.000+08:00

WARNING: I take horrible photos and don't even deserve to own a camera and most of the pictures would be of my brother and sister. Thank you for your understanding. Read on if you want to :)

Mommy brought us to Empire last night. [Wednesday] And we stayed there for one night. When we arrived, we (dad, myself and my brother) were dismayed to find out that not one but TWO big bus (now I know buses are big but this is the one larger than your average purple bus size) and a van full of Chinese and Indonesian tourists :/ We're not racist. Trust me. But then we'd be surrounded by ~~fellow~~ loud people (I'm not sure if Indonesians are loud but I speak for all the Chinese people and say with confidence that we ARE generally loud people) and Empire hotel would be crowded (if that's even possible). But we dropped mum off to check in for us whilst the rest of us went to park the car. Well my brother, sister and I just sat comfortably on our big bums in the car while dad did all the driving and parking and so forth.

So after check in and blah blah blah, my brother and I decided to walk to our room [dad, mum and Joy were waiting for the buggy/van to bring them there - lazy people :P]

And on the way there, my brother kept on going on and on about how I should vlog about him. --' Despite the numerous times I've repeated that I Blog not Vlog, he just goes on being majal about me vlogging about him.

But we arrived first and the rest of the population of the room slightly later on:

Guess what? ~ We didn't take ANY home :D *proud non-Chinese accomplishment*

Like I mentioned, we didn't even bring ONE bottle home :) Though I had to exercise a lot of self control not to bring the lotion though because I wanted it. It said "VITAMIN RICH"! You must be thinking that I'm such a sucker. BUT bottomline is that, we as Chinese people cannot help but take free things whether they're useful or potentially useful sometime before the world ends and to NOT take home something free is like...WOAH! Total self control there. We could be like....superheroes or something you know?

In case you're wondering, Joy is pointing to the curtain that is drawn by the controller. [wanted to type 'controlled by the controller']

~~Hopping~~ Jumping like a Higglytown Hero

Bridge the great divide and my brother's hands are there not because he's such a caring brother and wants to catch her in case she falls, he was actually scaring her and trying to make her fall. Ahhh~ Brother's love. Can't live without it :D

We had to. Don't judge

After that, my brother and I left for high tea while Dad, Mum and Joy watched TV. My brother and I were supposed to be having lunch but Dad, Mum and Joy went out with a few of the Emerald people to bond with the China people before they went back later on that afternoon. So their breakfast meeting turned to brunch turned to lunch turned to Darren and Dalvina missed the time frame for lunch at Empire so we went for high tea instead.

We walked there....obviously. We couldn't have flown there could we?

Him going on about me Vlogging about him

We passed by the forgotten beach and we saw the beautifully made walkway to the forgotten beach...

The Great Wall of Empire (I know not much creativity in naming it)

And when we arrived at the main entrance, he kept on insisting that I take pictures of him. Multiple pictures. He must've forgotten that I don't own a DSLR

He was actually twirling

Don't ask

And so it begins. The time for high tea :D And also he was trying to be such an ah beng Chinese with the sole purpose of embarrassing me. --' But on the contrary, I found it funny. (Though there were moments I almost felt embarrassed)

Giving a pep talk on something

Still pep talking

Ah Beng pose with a smile

I wish he was picking his nose

Then the coffee and tea arrived. I actually wanted coffee but my brother said that he would take coffee and I would take tea so that he can make the waitress (or whatever the posh term for them are - forgive my ignorance) do twice the work.

Apparently they give more coffee to tea

The tiny pot of frothy hot milk. My brother didn't really like it. Apparently he likes his milk cold and not frothy.

Me: Ko, can I have some milk to put in my tea?
Darren: Uhhh...no. Do you see anyone putting milk into tea? That's why they didn't give you any.
Me: Please. I saw Mary Poppins put tea.....

*silence for 5 seconds*

Me: *looks up from stirring to see my brother looking at me*
Darren: Mary Poppins put tea where huh?
Me: *laughs at own stupidity*

My brother was pretty bummed out that his pot didn't have that holding thingy

He was being all chinese-y and complaining because he wanted to rebel against the bourgeoisie-ness of the place. He said: "everyone here ah, so prim and proper. But me no. I chinese *does the ah beng pose above*"

Then we went to take food. Actually we just loaded up our plate with whatever food. JUST for the sake of doing so :D

Round 1

For the first round, we only took from one side of the buffet table. The table had 2 sides and we just took one or two of each. :) We regretted taking some of the food though. :/ But nevertheless, we shoved it down very un-bourgeoisie-like though :D But for Round 2, we were smarter and only took food which we liked :D

The prawn dumplings posing at the chilli seaside

Stuffing himself with apple crumble.

For my brother's fourth round, he took only apple crumble. Well I took it for him :) Cuz I could barely shove the 3rd round in my mouth.

Darren: OHMYGOODNESS GIRL! THE APPLE CRUMBLE! IT'S ALMOST AS IF JESUS MADE IT!
Me: What does Jesus have to do with apple crumble?
Darren: Oh. You know how he's #1 for everything, it involves cooking too.
Me: Ohhhhh. Heh. ok :D
Darren: Do you think there's apple crumble in heaven?
Me: Maybe? I think we go about normally in heaven
Darren: Are you sure? Cuz if there's apple crumble in heaven; I wanna go to heaven and I don't ever wanna sin again

"Making love to the apple crumble" - 'Wise' words from Darren

Gurgling. Or some act cute pout

When all is said and done.

Mocking the bourgeoisie

3 Rounds :D YAY! --> his own words

See the picture above, well it's some sort of fascinating discovery that he...well, discovered. He claims that if you're mega full and feel like you cannot shove anymore food into your body, just lean back and you'll feel yourself feeling better because by leaning back...you're "enlarging the tank". And also he was loosening his belt (:

Taking my apple crumble and a prawn dumpling as the 'interest'

The bread that he's holding and was gonna eat is Roti John. But when he first took it (during the first round), the tag beside the food at the buffet table said "Roti Kawin" and when we returned to the table, he exclaimed: "WHAT?! This is not Roti Kawin. John must be really pissed at them (Empire Hotel Staff) now" and when he went back for the second round, he said that the tag that said "Roti Kawin" was gone and while he was taking apple crumble, a waiter (again, pardon my ignorance) came and placed a name card. And this is what it said:

And that is the end of the photo of my brother. Kidding. We met Nita there too. It was funny to watch her kind of ignore me or pretending to ask me a question and before I can answer talk to my brother. Fantastic. :D When I first told my brother it was her, he didn't believe me. He was talking bout how this lady (with Nita) looked like some TinTin character and when he finally saw her and believed me, he waved at her but she didn't come over because she thought he was on a date (pffft! yea rite) and when I turned and waved (my back was facing the buffer table so therefore facing her), she came over. Weeee~

On the way back, we went to the forsaken/forgotten beach and I kept on telling my brother that it's so eerie and if I died there, no one would find me and I'd be ugly when someone would eventually find me and yea. But we didn't use the Great Wall of Empire because after what you see, is unkept walkway. It was so left to rot that sort of thing so we took another route. But before that, we stopped by the Seaview section :D

Too tired to actually move

As we were leaving the main building, there were photographs and my brother made me take this:

Apparently some hotshot F1 driver for McLaren (now) wearing the classic apek uniform at Empire

And now on to Seaview wing :) When we arrived there, on the 1st/Ground floor there was this huge space full of sofa sets and stuff. So my brother couldn't resist...

Owling on a table

Inappropriate posing

To the forgotten/forsaken beach

Failed attempt #1

Failed attempt #2

3rd time lucky

By the way, all the fail attempts were my fault :)

Crabs

Such a poser

And you must be thinking or under the impression that we're alone....well,

See the angmo lady. Her husband left as I was about to take the picture and came back with a cup of (presumably) tea for her after I took the photo....

Time to go back to where we really belonged...

Another bitchy pose

At the lobby of our building

His bitchy pose (sorry it's blur. He wouldn't pose a second time)

"Why are all the black fishes hanging out together? So racist"

Then we went to swim. Well sort of. We went into the pool and 5 minutes later it started drizzling so we didn't swim anymore. As we were getting out of the pool, Sultan and 5 other people rode past on horses and I had no idea who it was until this Chinese lady pointed (with her index finger) directly at Sultan and yelled: "SULTAN!" but Sultan was cool though, he just smiled and waved back at her. :D

After her swim (actually it's before but she was wearing the same thing so no big deal) :D

Whuuuutttt?

And my brother was soaking in the tub and so I had to use the bath robe which kept me warm all throughout my stay in Empire. :) I even wore it like a hoodie to sleep :D

Yes. I know. Not exactly not fat :)

Can see the pimples :(

We were watching Australia's Next Top Model. And I was waiting to shower and so I just took pictures of Joy....

All poses at her own imagination and creativity...

Can see the Rexona Men deodorant

Then we went raya-ing to one house then came back. We wanted to go swimming but then decided against it. So my brother, Joy and I went jalan-jalan-ing at Empire :D

WARNING: Joy has got funny PJs on :D It's cute ok?!

Joy's face is the reason for the posting of this blur photo

Another ah beng moment

You know the "bar" at the pool there? The one next to the Jacuzzi/ Hot tub? They had coconuts put on display? And my brother almost took one --' I mean for what?? Makes no sense

He's actually using his phone to check if there's any frogs because a few seconds before he did this, I exclaimed: " AHH! I THINK GOT FROG!"

and so when I took a picture of him, the flash came on and he made me do it again...

and again.....and this is the verdict...nothing there. False alarm :D

Pee-ed into the ocean. Proud of myself

Yes! He really did pee into the ocean. And he's proud of it. He made me take this picture. :D

He's actually skipping along

Skipping with Joy

When I asked them to stop....

Managed to capture some sort of skipping in "motion"

Planking with pointed toes

Joy photo-bombing

and again. (don't ask about the middle parting...runs in the family :P)

Finally. Planking success

Owling...in progress

By the way, this is in the main building. :D We tend to troll at places that's not our building.

My pants were falling. :/

Weird photo #1

I'm pretty :P

In his chinese mode again.

Then I wanted to lie down and Joy followed me. And then when I got up, my brother asked Joy to turn over...

and plank...

Can you see the silhouette?

As we were walking back, my brother decided to hold both mine and Joy's hands just because we were both saying: "eeewwww...didn't wash hands after pee-ing". And my brother was singing single ladies with Joy and when I joined in...my brother said: "Joy, let's sing a song that Che Che doesn't know" --' Then Joy and I ended up jogging back.

As we were making our way up to our floor, my brother asked if we wanted to watch movie and that he'll belanja us and we said ok. But then we were half an hour too late to catch Cars 2 and so it was either Hanna at 11:15 or Cowboys vs Aliens at 11:30. I chose Hanna. :D But missed my brother's commercial. And my brother won't stop commenting because he's already watched it. He also watched Cowboys vs. Aliens already. I'm glad I didn't watch Cowboys vs. Aliens because it sounded boring :D. Hanna got a lot of excitement-inducing-killing[s]. I'm not sadistic.

On our way to the cinema, We, well my brother thought he was taking a shortcut and so we stepped on plants [made me feel proud of myself] and when we reached the road, we realised that there's actually a road (a straight one no less) directly to the cinema but we kinda half ran half walked really fast to the cinema. We arrived the the entrance of the cinema at 11:12 and just as we were about to enter the cinema, my brother said: "Ok. Look as if you just arrived. By car."

But it was a fun night :D And when we reached the room, everyone was sleeping so we had no choice but to sleep as well. Except that I couldn't sleep because believe it or not, Joy took up almost all the space and since I don't have any physical strength (don't let my size fool you), I found it hard to push her away so I just stared at the ceiling.

The next day wasn't so fun because my brother had to go to work. So I just watched The Glee Project and Masterchef Australia - The invention test. It was quite fun :D

-The end-

For now because I can't think of any details off the top of my mind :D

Day 1 and 2 - Manila the gigantic wonderland of a Villa

2011-09-01T23:46:00.000+08:00

:D HELLO! again? Yes. Yes. Another wordy post. BUT this time, it's gonna have PICTURES! I know I know you're all going into muscle spasm now because of what I just said but it's alright. I'm used to those kind of reactions :P Kidding. I should just get on with the post shouldn't I? I went to Manila on Thursday night and came back on Sunday morning. It was an amazing trip. It's also unforgettable. It's definitely been committed to my memory :) There were 17 of us on the trip. Ps.Peter, Josh, Dave, Rach, Ms.Pushpa, Aunty Deborah, Ryan, Bryant, Jason, Abigail, Veivien, Michelle, Che, Omega, Aaron, Soph and I :D And so I shall [as accurately as I can] story you :D Or in proper English, relay the events to you :D

Before we go on, I feel the strong need to tell you that because of this short hair, I really don't know what to do with it and most of the photos were taken when I was experiencing bad hair days but it's ALRIGHT because then again, I don't really mind? Because my hair will be long and pretty again *did you see what I did there?* :D

Thursday - 14-07-11

Weeeee! The day was finally here. I came home at 3+ and started packing? Well, I procrastinated more than I packed. Heh. Took me so long to pack. I finished packing at 6:30? Just before dinner and just before I left for the airport. I almost didn't bring shower gel because I didn't have a small one that's travel friendly and because I thought Che was gonna bring it. BUT thank God I brought because when I met her at the airport, she shamelessly asked: "you brought shampoo right? And shower gel? Because I didn't bring any". Oh dear me. Checked in with Michelle. We're so noob. --' Saw something really painful to see at the airport and throughout the trip but it's all good (: Just gotta learn to live with that. Moving on, picture picture hug hug hand shake hand shake we left. Miss daddy BUT I didn't cry :) Hugged my brother too :) Cuz dad dropped my brother off to work before sending me to the airport. My brother was supposed to come but he last minute received the call for work. So yea. ANYWAY, at the departure lounge, we all just sat around.

That's her at the lounge. The people queuing up behind her are going to Manila too! :D But we're smart *proud Chinese moment* and decided to wait for the crowd to go first. Don't wanna stand around for too long. [ok. maybe more like lazy Chinese moment].

And we had to take the bus to get there. Made me think of the Knight Bus from Harry Potter. And we had to hold on to those uhmmm...ceiling holders (don't know what you call those) and Aaron said: "Never Letting Go guys" and cuz Michelle was hand carrying her luggage, I (in the spirit of all 'lame' jokes) said: "Michelle, better Don't Forget your luggage cuz it's Irreplaceable". When we walked up the stairs to the aeroplane, Che said: "Dal. The steps looks like grater. Can grate something". So Che to say that.

We all sat more or less together? I sat next to Bryant; so YAY for that. And Rach across the aisle. It was a Boeing 777 I think. The big one =) I spent most of the flight not watching movies but rather switching movies. Wanted to watch Sucker Punch but the beginning was really disturbing so I didn't dare to watch that. Was really attracted to watching "Soul Surfer" BUT I didn't wanna cry on the plane. So yea. Switch Switch Switch. :D

When we arrived, the queue was SO long! --' Didn't know so many people wanna go to the Philippines. There was this notice (paraphrased): "You cannot Verbally or Physically abuse the Immigration Officer. It is an offence that blah blah blah..." Never seen one of those. But thank God we went through without any hassle or problems. :D Had some Luggage "encounters" which would be pointless if I tell you because really, it won't be funny to you. UNCLE SHEM PICKED US UP! =D And The Greatest Man on the Internet! (ok. He isn't that guy but he looks just like him...but didn't manage to take a picture of/with him)

When we entered the lobby of the service apartment we stayed in:

Omega

BEST ~~packaging~~ labelling ever

We had to identify our luggage

Cuz we stayed in two different apartments

The tourist

Veivien, Michelle, Abigail, Rachel

Apartment one were:

Ms.Pushpa
Aunty Deborah
Michelle
Omega
Veivien
Abigail
Che
Dalvina

Apartment one was in Tower #2 and on the 38th floor! And on that floor on the second tower, we're the only apartment there! :D

No surprises on who I shared a room with and I wouldn't have had it any other way :D

Despite all my "complains", I really love her and I would have been devastated if I wasn't the one sharing room with her. I'd be begging the other person to change rooms.

The master bedroom. Shared by Ms.Pushpa and Aunty Deborah.

Sorry for the blurness

How can you not love THAT?

Our luggage still there some more.

The TV :)

Didn't take pictures of the the toilet and kitchen and other rooms. BUT SO COOL! There's like microwave, rice cooker (thinks of Ad's and Che's impersonations of Mikey Bustos..."A Filipino household without a rice cooker is like Bruno without Mars. That's just the way we are"), toaster, BIG FRIDGE, pots, pans, cooking utensils, eating utensils, plates, bowls, kettle, cups and everything you need! :D (and aprons too. Not to forget this canggih looking stove and oven :D)

We got together at the other apartment. Apartment 2 is smaller. But Apartment 2 got like one more person than we had:

Ps.Peter
Aaron
Rachel
Sophia
Bryant
Ryan
Jason
David
Joshua

See. One more person. :D And we prayed. Apartment #2 is at the 27th floor. We had to go to the 31st floor (the restaurant and pool and stuff is on that floor) and walk to the other end of that floor to go to the other tower to get to their apartment cuz not all lift goes there or something. Then we ate and talked till 4+. Then obviously we went to sleep.

15-07-11 - Friday

HAPPY BIRTHDAY SULTAN! :D We went down for breakfast and went to the other apartment to pray again together

YES. I didn't post the wrong picture. :) Che insisted on taking pictures of the bird cage. We had to pass this everytime we were walking to the other end of the 31st floor [to change tower]

and left for lunch! :D

This Forty Winks thing really has nothing to do with the people. It was on a truck and we all just started pointing and saying: "Forty Winks! Forty Winks!" [obviously we were poking the windows of the van] and we all just asked Che to take a picture of it. =D Don't know why but here you go :D....

At Greenbelt. All the "WOWs" and the *excited pointing and stuff*

From Right to Left: [lost], Closed mouth, shows teeth, mouth wide open
Loosely translated: Cheh. Nothing new, *excited but keeping cool*, she totally lost it. Too amazed

We were still so full from breakfast but we ate anyway! :D

Michelle receiving the Sushi from Soph that she didn't want cuz it "tasted weird"

Eating the sushi....

Initially I ordered the Blue Lemonade and it was one of those typical buffets where you refill your own drinks and I mixed the mango juice and the blue lemonade and made "The Green Drink" and I overdosed on it. But I couldn't help myself. Especially with the thought of "never" drinking this wonderful creation of mine ever again. I HAD to get LOADS of it :D

Don't be fooled by the name. The food was GOOD!

Remember the sushi she ate...it was gross! and this is her trying to keep cool. The sushi was just seaweed, rice and the pickled ginger. Talk about authentic Japanese sushi eh?

Blue drink! *Thank you God face*

Bionic popia!

Ainako naman! This is good ice-cream! :P

Then we had about an hour and a half of shopping at Greenbelt?

Aunty Deborah and the man having a staring competition

We were all actually 'admiring' Jason's food baby

Che and I took it for Sam Kuan :) NOT the sumo part. Just the Sam part.

Topman having sales. Look at all the Chinese people swarming in :P [proud CHINESE moment]

Outside Greenbelt 3. Walking to Greenbelt 5. See the trademark Starbucks green?

It's a cluster of malls. [well 5 Greenbelts to be exact]

Hello turtle! They had this zen place or something. Ok. It was just a tiny pond, stream whatever

Feeling zen? no. Me too.

Windows? Don't know Che

Then off we went to The International Teams for practice.

Che actually said: "cool dog!". And yes we checked. She wasn't possessed

High on Che's want list. Get her one of those hats

Look close enough and carefully, you might just see the 3 people there.

Hello lola! :D

The hall was so small and most of use were temporarily partially deaf after the whole practice. And Michelle's and my voice actually died. Mine died to the point of no resurrection for the next day.

[Sorry for the blur pictures. Just bear with me and focus on the clear parts/people :D]

I bet we were both talking about the dying conditions of our voices/throats

Doesn't she look proportional playing that Korg? And double chair! *HAHAHA!*

No idea what this was before it moved but I just didn't want this photograph to feel left out

Then we went for dinner. The traffic wasn't moving AT ALL! And so we prayed. AND the traffic started moving. God sent this one man to direct the traffic and I don't think he was the traffic police :D

But Che managed to take pictures of the traffic. Actually to show you the cars in Philippines or something :D

Then we went to dinner. Dinner was at Chowking! :D When we first arrived in Manila, it was like: "WOAH! Chowking is everywhere!" [and being the Chinese tourist that we were, we kept on saying "Chowking!" whenever we passed one and we read all the signs. Like the names of the shops :D] and this ~~kind of~~ puts this preconception in your head that it must be famous and above all, delicious. but nooo! We were disappointed. Maybe it's that one branch or something or like it's just us.

Then home. And I bet you can guess what comes next? PRAYER! :D

Pastor came to our apartment first. And Veivien made tea for him. :D

Heh. Her FIRST expression [uncaptured] was THE expression

Shower. Sleep. No wait. Watched the DVD. First. Then slowly we all started dispersing and went to sleep.

2011-09-01T23:40:00.002+08:00

You poking me on Facebook doesn't make us friends.

Not a fan of James Franco

2011-09-01T23:23:00.001+08:00

I really don't know what to think of this new Blogger thingy they've got going on but it looks neater I suppose and more spacious so that's good (: I guess the only down side to this is that I'm not used to it yet :P

Almost spent 5:19 minutes of my life listening to an instrumental and not realising it. *gasp*

OHMYGOSH! Attempted to make apple crumble again and it came out of the over 10 minutes-ish ago? and it's good :D So proud of myself (: Didn't fail this time. Che...hope you're proud of me :) But I'm proud of myself nevertheless :D

Came back from Empire today and had a great time :D Went around with my brother and at night, went with my brother and sister (: I'll obviously do a separate post. Just have faith in me ok? (:

I've got no picture relevant to this post to put up. Well, none from me anyway. But if you want, I could always google (Brunei power) out pictures for you (:

nutella lava goodness (:

rainbow layered dreams

2011-08-31T13:09:00.000+08:00

Mr.Softy is roaming the roads of Brunei on the first day of Hari Raya? When homes are packed with delicious free food? Wow. They're so optimistic. And ~~as expected. No one is buying from Mr.Softy here in my simpang. Don't know if it's any different elsewhere~~ as partially expected, the only Malay family in our row, the kids are all coming out and opening their green packets and buying ice-cream. Mr.Softy is indeed smart.

But I doubt it'll be the same for Chinese New Year.

Can't wait for Chinese New Year (: (getting ahead of myself). Gotta get over exams first. Which I'm partially excited for. I'm not that excited because this will end my schooling years....as in those years before University. But we all have to move on in life right? And it isn't and won't be an exception for me. :D

~an ice cream for you?

2011-08-31T13:00:00.000+08:00

SELAMAT HARI RAYA TO ALL MY MUSLIM FRIENDS

Have a fantastic one ♥

here's your $8

2011-08-31T12:07:00.001+08:00

......actually $7.50

Nowadays, when people come over to my house for a sleep over, I usher them to the guest room. Not because I don't want them to be in my beautiful room, but it's because my room would be really bright in the morning because one of the Roman Blinds won't come down --' Something to do with my brother removing the screw[s]. He's mean some times :/ Cruelty to Roman Blinds

Except if Che comes over though, then I'd just shove her into any room. Store room also can. I bet she can live inside a shoebox. Cuz she's so small. Kidding. Not really.Cruelty to skinny people

Finally finished making the "calendar". I'll put the picture up sometime. If ever. But then, I'm sure anyone who reads this blog would know what a calendar looks like. It'd be sad if you know internet and not calendar. I didn't make a whole year's worth of calendar [obviously]. I made from September to December so I can keep track of exams and revision days.

PEOPLE! Actually person, stop moving the toothpaste from one bathroom to the other --' Such a tedious 'journey' to walk across the floor to the other toilet to get some toothpaste on & for my toothbrush and walk back. I know you must be thinking "OHMYGOODNESS! This girl is so lazy!" I'd like to see you being oh so rajin and walking to and fro all the time. And if you're one of those exercise pastors, then I don't want to hear your sermon on how I need exercise because I already know that. DUH! Did it not ever occur to you [skinny] people that we fat are aware that we are fat and in need of exercise. Heh. You guys are still the best though. (Simply because the people who keeps on kacauing me with the whole exercise-you're-fat thing are the people whom I truly truly love).

Tuition was a most entertaining affair yesterday. There was this "new" guy who joined our time slot [he's from another day and another time slot - sounds like a time machine thingy] and the group of ching chong girls put on an exceptionally great performance for us those busybody easily distracted people FINE! me. Cuz the guy was sitting on one end of the room and the girls were sitting on the other end. [I was in the middle and had the 'best seat'] and the girls kept extending their necks and looking at the guy and then whisper whisper and then giggle and look at him and then giggle. How cute of them. Overall, last night was slightly better than mundane except for the fact that I had to hold in my pee for 22 whole hours. It's not cool you know? (if I may quote my B.O.B)

I guess this comes to the end of the post. Since I don't have any particularly significant story to share. Till I ever blog again (:

~loads of love

Rebecca called Becky ♥

2011-08-29T00:59:00.000+08:00

Che made cupcakes. Well mini cupcakes and I was halfway eating one and I had a thought to take a picture of it to show you but we both know how that 'story' ends don't we?

Borrowed Inkheart from Sam :d I'm quite happy. Because I've always wanted to read Inkheart but I didn't know who to borrow from. But then, I'll eventually want to buy the book. That and the whole Harry Potter series. Not forgetting other non-romantic-novel-kind books :)

Now don't get me wrong. I don't mind reading those love novel/stories once in awhile. It's amusing and it satisfies the girly side of me? But all the guys in those stories are the same. It pollutes the minds of girls. Seriously it does. Trust me. I would know. It makes us [girls] have this stupid expectation or something and think that every guy is the storybook guy...then we can date or something. Just saying you know (:

This has been quite a tiring and stupid night. I'm just going to go and read.

God bless and love you loads ♥

~keep hanging on to Hope and know that He is the way, the truth and the life

there's none beside You God

2011-08-28T08:29:00.000+08:00

Now I find myself even more socially awkward. It must all be in the mind; since awkwardness is just a state of mind.....

Do not conform to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind. Then you will be able to test and approve what God’s will is—his good, pleasing and perfect will -Romans 12:2 [NIV]

BUT I think the Amplified Version is cooler (:

Do not be conformed to this world (this age), [fashioned after and adapted to its external, superficial customs], but be transformed (changed) by the [entire] renewal of your mind [by its new ideals and its new attitude], so that you may prove [for yourselves] what is the good and acceptable and perfect will of God, even the thing which is good and acceptable and perfect [in His sight for you]. -Romans 12:2 [AMP]

Downloading torrents. I might have just become obsessed with downloading torrents. Not the actual downloading :D

to believe is to begin

2011-08-27T16:19:00.000+08:00

if we've eyes to see; if we've ears to hear

Facebook is funny. When you don't want to see or have anything to do with someone, they appear all over your newsfeed. Funny. Had the tea. AND I've actually had the tea before. Mum made me drink it. BUT it's the wrong time to be drinking the tea. Why didn't I think? --' Heh. As always.

Time to change simcard.

I think I can survive with the home phone. Since I talk a lot and texting sort of inhibits my "talent" for talking. This reminds me, one day dad was on the phone with kong kong [grandpa] and after their conversation, dad was telling me that kong kong was showing off to my dad [through the phone] of his [kong kong] new home phone. Apparently that cordless phone of his can be brought anywhere. My grandpa brings it with him in the car! HAHAHAHA!

saying goodbye to Alison

2011-08-27T14:31:00.002+08:00

Contrary to popular beliefs, being a b*tch isn't fun nor is it entertaining. It just leaves you feeling completely ashamed of yourself and wishing you could have held in your bitchiness for just a little while longer until you're with yourself and then you can just be b*tchy to yourself all you like. But what's done is done so you just have to keep learning to control your b*tchy outbursts and be less annoying to people.

Che painted my nails. And it's literally rainbow vomit this time :)

It all starts with a rambutan and ends with a pineapple

Heh. The purple on top of the yellow came off

I know it looks ugly or rather unattractive. But then again, it's not painted on YOUR fingernails is it? The octopus would be the best ;) I seriously doubted whether Che could draw an OCTopus but she managed. I should stop questioning her skills eh? :D

When mum saw the yellow-almost-gone-nail [the index finger], she said: "girl, you ate it all already is it?" That's so mum.

And when she [Che] first arrived, she was asking where my brown cardigan was so I brought her to the guest room and behind the door, I hung the cardigan[s] and her scarf and she saw it and went: "awwww....HUGZ" <-- referring to the idea of the cardigan hugging each other....

She made them hug!

Another picture for good measure :/
[nonsense]

Che, I think, likes being the leech now. But her being the leech gave me a sense of security of her love for me ♥. Heh (: But yea. I'm not that sad of a person. I'm not even a sad case of a person. :D

We did bio MCQ together when I was over at her house. Just thought you'd wanna know that.

When I was over at her house, I felt slightly idiotic because we would be in her room [during the day] with the fan turned on and Che and Aaron would be sweating and I'd be there, lying down under two layers of blanket and still saying it's cold. She doesn't provide any warmth AT ALL! When I was lying down in her room, she decided that she'd give me some warmth and lied down on top of me and honestly, there wasn't even a speck of heat coming from her. --' She's like soup gone completely cold.Nothing has changed except here at home, it's Joy sweating profusely and me....being cold and no cold soup on top of me. --'

Che tried to 'diagnose' my problem and her first conclusion was: "I think you have my cat's flu because you're sneezing and sniffling like my cats" (her cats or rather kittens were sick) and then the next day..."You have malaria!" and then finally....Dr.Lau said: "I think Shaun's right. You have cold fever" and she's being saying cold fever to me ever since. Look! She even wants me to remember it:

She drew it on my notebook

And after that [drawing on my notebook], she proceeded to take out the piece of tissue and tearing off a portion of it. [I gave the tissue to her. I took it from the toilet because I didn't have any tissue and I needed to wipe my nose :D] and....

Sorry. This octopus picture is confused. It's supposed to be below the picture below but it won't move. Not my fault

ignore the price tag

Explanation of the thing on the top left corner

spotlight on: "e"

But yes. Would the tissue paper disintegrate if I stuck it on my wall? Since it'd be exposed to the natural elements...wind, light? Ok.

But yes. Shaun bought this really cool Vitamin C for me which Adam absolutely loves.And the tea. No one forgets about the tea. IT's in my bag. I know. The bag doesn't need the tea. I'm going to go drink it after I post this blog.

THANK YOU SHAUN! ♥

That's about it for now...

loads of love

skin cells and optimum crumbliness

2011-08-27T00:59:00.000+08:00

Che sleptover last night. It was [as per usual] not drama-free because the alphamale always always fulfills her quota of drama-mama-moments. Last night, I realised my phone ain't got any signal and then I asked Che how bout her phone and she passed her phone to me and before her phone went line-less/signal-less, it said "MY MAXIS" and then she got scared. After awhile I got a text from Celcom welcoming me to Malaysia and Che became a leech [as in she came and more than invaded my personal space on the bed] and got really scared and said: "DAL! I'M SO SCARED! DAL! WHAT IF YOUR WHOLE HOUSE IS MOVING?!" And then after awhile [like 15 seconds or so]; SHE got a text from Celcom. And yea. The rest is "history". Basically, she just came closer to me.

I've also realised that Che is biased and I think I like it that way sometimes :) She's obviously biased to me right? If not why would I like it. I think I'd be jealous if someone else took my spot. [confession]

Che taught me how to make apple crumble and the apple crumble taught us a very valuable lesson today. If you're baking while you're fasting, ALWAYS have a fixed recipe [as in those with fixed measurements] and not go "according to taste" since you can't taste while you're fasting. But it's edible nonetheless. So congratulations I guess. :)

Had a good talk with Mama Mary just now (: And Joy got her drum sticks already. She's being occasionally annoying with them but she's smart. She spaces out her annoying moments so it doesn't overwhelm the rest of us that are living with her.

That should be all for now (:

God bless and remember: "faith is the substance of things hoped for"