Me, and Then Some

Reflections

2012-01-27T17:10:00.000+08:00

I don’t really know what happened the past 6 months. It’s so crazy hectic puking mad and I don’t know what was happening and suddenly I end up married, and living with a guy in our own apartment.

Wait that’s not all.

I changed my job, and I set up a freaking shop.

Have I mentioned the word Crazy?

I was talking about quitting my job last year in June, and from there everything went spiraling like an aqua zorb ball down the hill (google pls, awesome ride). Except that my ride wasn’t exactly downhill, it was more about going up and sideways.

And after so many sleepless nights, early mornings, nightmares of empty houses, spreadsheets, some trips to Jakarta, some soul searching, thousands of surveys, a broken water pipe, bills, an accident, soliciting info on halls, thousands of ringgit, amendments, queues, Bali and dealing with suppliers from hell 7 days a week, we finally arrive here in this moment.

The moment I thought would never come.

And I feel very blessed. So so so blessed. And I can’t wait to start reading and writing again. From now on, I’m ganna stick to simple wishes.

Who knows what’s coming in 2012. Hope for the best!

And hope everyone’s well! xoxo

Happy (Chinese) New Year

2012-01-21T11:07:00.000+08:00

Some things happen by luck, but most things happen by hard work.

Dear Ramadhan

2011-08-28T22:35:00.004+08:00

Dear Ramadhan,

It is sad to see you go. I wish you stayed around a little longer. You mean so many things to different people, but this time around, you're very special to me.

You symbolize patience and perseverance; but most important; you brought me closer to God.

I don't regret my past because they help to shape the person I am today but I wish I cherished you before, as much as I do now.

You've been a kind teacher to millions. I'm glad you were mine this year.

They call you the holy month for a reason and now I understand.

Farewell Ramadhan Kareem. Next year we shall meet again.

Till then I pledge to uphold the lessons and values I learn.

It won't be easy, but who ever said it would be?

Skincare

2011-08-22T08:03:00.002+08:00

Adriana Lima, ‘cos she’s so perfect. I realized throughout the years that you can’t rely on specific brands or products to do wonders for your skin. Also, what could work on your friend, could have absolutely no chance of working on you. Though The Experts tell us that skin falls into one of these categories—oily, dry, combination & sensitive, it’s not really that rigid and we could simply end up with something in between.

To further turn this into a web article, I would like to continue in bullet points. Behold things we should never leave home without:

Cleanse, tone, moisturize

Speaking of this, after so many trials and mistakes, I’ve learned that they is no such thing as a 3-in-1 combo like the Johnsons shampoo, no matter how convincing they sound like.

Plus moisturizer is a must. I’ve got super oily skin but I’m still using one. It makes a difference. If you break out, or get too oily or too dry, that means it aint suitable fo’ ya and time to change.

Oh yeah, and it’s ok to mix and match. For example, I use Cetaphil & Body Shop cleanser, Eucerin balancing toner, and Clinique anti-blemish moisturizer.

Brands to try: too many. Survey the pharmacies. Clean & clear set costs around RM30, Clinique 3 steps=RM350.

2. Sunblock

Sometimes I skip this, to let the skin breathe but only if I spend most of the time indoors. This is a prevention to wrinkles, sunspots and skin cancer. Higher SPF uses more chemicals, meaning higher chances of blocking your pores. So try to vary according to your activity. I’ve got one for everyday use, for longer sun exposures, for sports and one spray-on.

Brands to try: Neutrogena Ultra Sheer dry touch SPF 70=approx RM40, Body Shop Moisture white UV protection cream SPF 20=RM89, Banana Boat Sun protection lotion SPF 50=RM45, and for sports, Coppertone is the best!

3. Primers, foundations, bb creams (optional)

Find one that suits your skintone and doesn’t cause acne. Rule of thumb for any new product is, if it doesn’t work on your skin within 2 weeks, it’s never EVER going to work. Doctors and salesladies have told me this, and I think it’s a fair estimation.

Of course there are other factors coming into play when you’re talking about skincare, like having enough sleep and drinking lotsa water. But in terms of things you slap on your face, these are the basics.

Till next time, take care!

Cleaning Up My Closet

2011-07-06T17:00:00.000+08:00

Actually I loved that song with the same title by Eminem. Anyway, the past two days I was feeling a bit sick and I think it was food poisoning. Thanks alot whatever I ate. I dunno which one is to blame because I ate too much over the weekend. –_-

So basically I stayed home and whined alot. Yesterday I felt a bit better and decided to do some cleaning. My house has so much junk… The other day I was looking for a usb cable and I found five! I looked into one drawer and I found two webcams, 3 mouse, one earphone, tv cables and God knows how many cds we’ve got, it’s like the infestation of rodents except these are….. er… cables and mouse?

That’s why I started putting them up on Ebay going very cheap. Remember this? Also since we upgraded to UNIFI, we’ve got no more use of the wireless broadband modem and I sold that too. Both in marvelous condition btw.

I’ve got my mom’s watch, a Raymond Weil, and I’m thinking of selling that off too.

This afternoon my mom caught me holding a batik sarong. She asked me whether I was using that for praying. I said no lah ma, I wanna put this on Ebay. My mom flipped. I was like, but why? We bought this for 15 ringgit! I’m ganna sell it overseas for more! Mom’s ears were smoking by the time I said that. Turns out that was the sarong my opah gave to us for sedekah. How was I to remember? That was 2 years ago and they magically appear in my wardrobe.

Epic fail.

Money Makes The WOrld Go Round

2011-07-04T20:12:00.002+08:00

I haven’t been writing for such a long time and I feel so out of tune.

Before I go any further, updates first! My to-do list is a mile long but unfortunately I’m getting better and better at procrastination. When I resigned one month ago (gasp that long already?!) I thought I was going to get lots of things done. I did for awhile, but has anyone ever told you that working alone is hard???? I’m so used to the moral support in the office and how kiasu everyone is at getting things done. It just rubs on you, ya know?

I force myself to stay home and do work but seriously, how can you get things done when you hear Piers Morgan questioning Jimmy Fallon on tv (my mom watches that talk show almost every morning) or Tweet deck chirping a new message? (Follow me on twitter!)

I mean seriously people. Plus when things head south, there’s no one to say, “don’t worry, we’ll solve this together! You’re doing a great job!!!” (Heart my ex boss)

So now I’m trying to be self-employed while waiting to start work at a new company and I just found out that I might start only in August. This is kind of bad but kinda good too, whichever way you look at it. If I can just discipline myself to get work done, bam bam bam then it’s good.

Anyway that’s it for updates. I’ve got other big news as well but that’s in a different post.

On to the title of this post. Do you ever wonder why do you work? Well, obviously it’s because you LOOOVE it, right? And oh yeah, there’s the money that comes with it too. Yea…

On my first job, I started off with genuine intentions of gaining experience, but at the sight of the first paycheck, you kind of open the window abit; on the second paycheck, you just throw that intention out the window.

But honestly I don’t want money to rule me, so I decided to spend as little as possible, hence from January-March, besides going to work, I just basically stayed home because I was afraid that I would spend outside –_-

There’s a saying that goes, the secret to having lots of money is by not spending like the rich. Of course people argue that when you’re rich, you can afford to spend like a rich person.

If I had loads of money aka rich, (amount can be subjective)I would probably buy one kick a** bmw 4wheel drive. And I’ll make a house on that awesome plot of land. Maybe another in Queenstown.

Then I will go for valet parking everytime I shop. I will do all of this if I can afford in cash (which means that I must be a gazillionaire). Because there’s another saying that goes, you must not spend what you don’t have. Meaning, no bank overdrafts, no credit, no loans. I don’t think this is meant to work for poor people like me, it’s called wistful thinking for the unemployed.

Having money for me simplifies life, it’s like having a smart tag during the worst traffic jam of life. It’s like having enough money to board the ark when the world is doomed (please watch movie 2012 to understand what I’m saying. As a hint, they charged 1billion euro per head). It’s not about having a walk-in closet just for shoes (It’ll be nice, though). Or being able to flaunt that bright yellow Lamborghini in everyones faces (drool).

I don’t know. Money means lots of things to lots of people. I’d be happy to travel anywhere I wanna go, anytime I want and by any means. Now that is the awesomest.

Catch you guys later. Lots of <3

Wise Words Wednesday

2011-06-29T18:45:00.002+08:00

A spin to Wordless Wednesdays ;)

“…people will pay for those who can solve problems, not those who cause them…”

“ It’s important to be friendly, because people tend to help friends, not strangers.”

“ Smile alot.”

“ Say thank you, it doesn’t cost a thing.”

“ Go on, try it. If you don’t, you’ll never know…”

“ Don’t trust people. Ask them as many questions as possible before telling them things about us.”

“ Sometimes, we don’t have to know everything. Just have a feel by starting doing things.”

These words were told by my bosses, colleagues and friends I met through work.

p/s: I know I know, been MIA. Just that so many things are happening. (As if other people aren’t busier than me!) I’m ganna update asap. Take care everyone.

The Apprentice & Nightmares

2011-05-22T21:25:00.003+08:00

Weekend Love!

Hi everybody, next time I’ll try not to be so boring. Because now I’m bored. So I put boring stuff. How do you get over boringness. I’m becoming one of those people who can’t live when there’s no work! As in, you know, working! I used to enjoy smelling roses but now I can’t! Hanging out feels like wasting time, and I itch to poke somebody or do some action!

What’s the matter with me??! I blame the apprentice! You’re fired!

This coming week will be my last week working; there’s just so many exciting things happening. I can’t even sleep properly at night and I get nightmares about kitchen utensils! Can you imagine how tiring that is? Then at work, the boss will be like, you look like you didn’t get enough sleep. In my head I’m like, yes if my eyebags aren’t obvious enough.

I always get myself excited and jittery by watching adrenaline rush movies at 10pm which isn’t probably a good idea. I’ll watch at 9!

Speaking of adrenaline rush, I’ve been stopping myself from shopping; hence not going anywhere near the mall for three months. Instead of saving more money, I discovered a more efficient way to shop! I just discovered how awesome online shopping is in Malaysia nowadays.

But that’s another story. Take care everybody.

p/s: Lugging around an slr is a pain. I’m ganna repair my compact camera asap! Miss those little silver boxy things.

Hit Me Crossroads One More Time

2011-05-12T22:01:00.000+08:00

Just when I thought I’m finally free, turns out I’m not. I’m talking about my career or how I make a living. Just when I thought I’m beginning to soar, someone rains on my parade, namely the parents. I thought I had a plan.

Turns out they’ve got 10 plans. For me. Faaaantastic. For now, silence is my defense. I’m only speaking to people who are impartial to me i.e. not parents.

I love working at my workplace now. The people are super duper, the bosses are funny and one of them wears toupee (fake hair) that sometimes shifts to the side and makes me itch to correct it. (I hope them don’t stumble across this or I’m dead!) and plenty of soap opera drama enough to satisfy tv3 cerekarama.

The work is often challenging and fun and I collected more than 300 business cards since I first joined; pay is …. ok. But it’s not about the money at this point. I get paid as much as a starting engineer gets paid, and more sometimes, so it’s ok.

The only problem is that I’m not sure how I can grow in this company anymore than I have now. Plus recent decisions by the boss is … well, I don’t agree with him. Feels like a lot of hard work put to waste, a lot of relationships that are going to go into the drain.

Sighs.

Plus now I received a job offer with pretty good prospects from the looks of it. But say bye bye to the merry office, say bye bye to funny bosses, and say bye bye to showing off mediocre IT skills (ever since I suggested installing google chrome instead of mozilla firefox, they think I’m an IT god.)

We will see how it goes.

2011-05-03T22:49:00.001+08:00

Sod Off

2011-04-19T20:19:00.002+08:00

Pardon me for being either a) MIA or b) a little angry because that is life now I suppose.

So we have a new colleague at my workplace. And being the people pleaser that I am, I try to make him feel at home starting day 1. Up until day 7, I started noticing that something was off about this guy; for such a small guy, he’s got plenty of arrogance. Not much older than me, but way more high and mighty.

So today he laughed and patronized me because I didn’t know Steven’s Corner. My colleague said, nevermind laa, you don’t have to know Steven’s Corner. The food’s not good anyway.

That shut him up. Means its true.

Plus Steven’s Corner owner was remanded by the police for flogging people apparently.

Also, turns out this colleague was fired from his last job. Not surprised. He and Steven’s corner can sod off into the sunset together.

After all, I’d rather hang out at la manila with Bella. (Hey, it rhymes!)

Bye.

Perhaps…

2011-04-10T22:52:00.002+08:00

It’s time for another trip somewhere?

Laid Back Sunday

2011-04-03T12:38:00.002+08:00

I found beautiful trinkets online.

This is old, but Disney characters are always fun to look at.

Must Read Books:

Outliers by Malcolm Gladwell
The Tipping Point by Malcolm Gladwell
Currently reading: Water for Elephants by Sara Gruen (so far so good)

Must watch movies:

The Next Three Days (2010)
Gone with the Wind (1938)
The Fantastic Mr Fox (2010)

Till then!

Bella’s Garage Sale!

2011-04-01T11:06:00.002+08:00

Bella promises to give away everything for RM5! Just kidding =P She’s ganna kill me. But promise everything will go cheap cheap cheap!

See you there!

Kapish?

2011-03-22T20:36:00.002+08:00

I’ve got no idea what this blog is about. I just write write and write. Half of the time it’s totally gibberish. Some blogs really have a focus. Mine doesn’t. Kinda reflects my mind—it’s totally all over the place! It’s annoying!

Do you read your old blog posts? I seldom do, because sometimes when I look back, it just sounds odd that I would write that. Ya know what I mean? O.o

Today I’m going to write in point forms. Because when there’s too much on your mind, you just gotta learn how to be efficient. Which is btw, translates to not wanting to type full sentences a.k.a. being lazy.

TOP one-oh on the royal brain

My room looks like a hurricane just passed through
It’s going to be the end of the world already & I’m not even married yet!
This kid
This guy
This weekend’s event
Going to watch America’s Next Top Model
American Idol
Wanting to buy from this shop but something wrong with the payment process
Friday Friday Friday (my head is imprinted with this song)
Sheep

Take care and have a nice week! xoxo

Work… or Death?

2011-03-15T22:47:00.002+08:00

In between work that is piling up and the Japan tsunami, I just feel really bad writing about anything else.

It’s funny how we continue working when we know people on the other side of the world are dying.

Let’s donate and pray.

Yummilicious

2011-03-07T23:27:00.002+08:00

Feast for your eyes.

Just so we’re clear, pictures are not mine.

Have a spanking good week!

Hijab: To wear or not to Wear

2011-03-05T23:40:00.002+08:00

I’m not considering whether to take off my hijab or not, don’t worry. Not even close.

I questioned what open mindedness was in a past entry. I think that open mindedness is accepting how people are, and how things happen even though it might not be like what we’re used to. But morals are morals, religion is religion, and crime is still a crime.

Just when I thought I’m in an open-minded environment, somebody had to mess it up.

Exhibit 1:

“If you wear your tudung, how want to do business ah? You should take it off”…..

Wow really? Wearing hijab does not in any way hinder my ability to work, and if you are required to show how svelte your curves are at work, you might as well pay a model to do it. Then you probably should just open a modeling agency. Then I hope you go bankrupt.

As much as I wanted to tell him what bullsh** he was talking about, and that he should sod off; instead I told him, then what if somebody came and told you, if you wanna be rich, you cannot wear pants at work. He laughed and said of course la cannot. Exactly.

If you consider race, gender, academic qualifications, height and others, wearing hijab is really the least you should worry about affecting your work performance.

As Black Eyed Peas aptly puts it:

But if you only have love for your own race
Then you only leave space to discriminate
And to discriminate only generates hate

So don’t discriminate! Peace ya’ll!

Maher Zain: The Concert Review

2011-02-27T22:28:00.007+08:00

[This is going to be long]

With all 9000 tickets all sold out, expectations must be high. In Malaysia, who is NOT familiar with Maher Zain? He is one classic example of an artist achieving overnight fame in the country. Suddenly his songs were everywhere.

On Friday, I had my boss’s permission to get back home early. Told him that I had to be somewhere. Maher Zain’s concert! The road to Melawati Stadium was congested and we arrived around 8pm. Outside, a bazaar greeted us, with rows and rows of Maher Zain merchandises.

We had the cheapest ticket, which costs RM 53 and had a potentially catastrophic view of the stage. My brother, being the rebel with a successful track record of sneaking into events without tickets, got us up to the RM 150 seats without batting an eyelash.

We were on the same level with the VIPs, and we were sitting closest to the stage, from the top.

Of course, I didn’t expect anything. Rule no. 1 of a great outing: Don’t expect anything. I learned that the hard way when I was stood up during an outing, and had to watch Paranormal Activity by myself in the cinema.

Just a quick background of the concert. In team teamed up (har har) with Awakening Records and a bunch of other guys to organize this 2nd concert. So naturally, In Team will be the opening act.

The show was supposed to start at 8.30pm but since it was Friday and it was raining outside, so you can imagine the jam. By the time it was 9, the hall started to fill up. The five strapping not-so-young-guys-anymore came out to perform their greatest hits. They did OK, but kudos to the medley. I remember listening to them when I was really young.

Then Irfan Makki came out. We were so excited to see him! Fun fact: Remember last year when a song went viral and people were saying it was Michael Jackson singing the Islamic song? Guess what? That was actually Irfan Makki! He sounds like Michael Jackson and he knows it. He went all out with the fedoras and everything.

His voice came out very shrill and high pitched, more than usual. We were like, MICHAEL JACKSON! MICHAEL JACKSON! I heard someone in the audience saying I thought he was going to have a big voice, he sounds like a perempuan!

I’m sorry that you are so katak bawah tempurung and because of highly critical people like you, Malaysia can’t grow faster. [Don’t cross with an adoring fan can?]

Irfan Makki’s performance was really good, eventhough we had a sneaky suspicion that he was lip-synching. Don’t really care. We had a first preview of his upcoming album, which we can’t wait to get our hands on!

Charming and cute Maher Zain

Maher Zain, the man himself came out after Irfan Makki’s superb performance. Of course he received the loudest applause, loudest screams and most flowers.

The thing about Maher Zain is, eventhough he didn’t have the strongest vocals, and occasionally going out of tune, (watched too much American Idol) it was his charms and his humility that made the crowd go gaga.

After the third song, I heard a raspy-ness to his voice. He took a few sips of mineral water and went “we still have a long night ahead of us, are you having fun?!” The crowd went YESS!

The fourth song was a duet with another artist, Mesut Kurtis from Macedonia. I only recently found out about him, about 2 months back and only listened to his songs a couple of times. Man can he sing. His Arab is extremely good, and he’s not even Arab!

In his video for Burdah, you could hear mellow drums but at the concert, the mellow drums were replaced with a schools of different drums. The music arrangement was fantastic and he did a good job getting the crowd going. At one point, he had the crowd singing to Burdah, which was 100% Arabic, so that means he already has loyal fans here.

Dashing Mesut Kurtis

This is actually a muslim concert, but as Maher aptly said, we know how to have fun! The concert had it’s moments of mellowness and silence, when Maher went soulful on “Open Your Eyes”, and “Palestine Will Be Free” among others. In many ways, the concert really brought us down to earth, but at the same time it was jolly good fun!

Maher Zain debuted the new single he wrote just two weeks ago, called “Freedom” about the plight of Muslim brothers in freedom movements around the Arab region.

The best part came when having sung almost all the tracks off the album, asked the audience to choose a song for him to sing. They wanted Barakallah, but he jokingly said, that’s for next year; and went on to sing the girls’ favorites “For the Rest of My Life”, a song he wrote for his wife. Then, Barakallah, to which adoring fans welcomed with a loud applause.

Maher Zain showed some sport for doing so many encore performances at the fans’ request. He did Insyallah 3 times!

The only song he didn’t sing was Awaken, which I think is because of the sensitive issues at the core of that song.

All in all, the Maher Zain concert was thoroughly a humbling, enjoyable experience, which further cemented his status as an artist with an Islamic message in Malaysia. The performances were solid and spectacular and had everyone chanting الله اکبر . I mean, where else do you get that, really? I went home feeling having fulfilled something great.

More pictures below:

And a video snippet of Maher Zain performing Freedom:

Beef Bowls By The Book

2011-02-23T20:37:00.003+08:00

I think I wanna go to Singapore for the weekend. Thinking out loud again. If you can have a super power, what would it be? I would choose being able to fly. So cliche, so uncool. Yet the most liberating and adventurous.

Dad proposed going to the Taman Negara National Park this coming April. Everyone is gung ho about it. Guess who's quiet when my dad announces his plans? My mom.

We'll see how it goes. Will definitely be interesting. Ciao!

Specialization is For Insects

2011-02-12T22:17:00.002+08:00

A human being should be able to change a diaper, plan an invasion, butcher a hog, conn a ship, design a building, write a sonnet, balance accounts, build a wall, set a bone, comfort the dying, take orders, give orders, cooperate, act alone, solve equations, analyze a new problem, pitch manure, program a computer, cook a tasty meal, fight efficiently, die gallantly. Specialization is for insects.

-Robert A. Heinlein

I’ve posted the quote above before, but I don’t remember when was it. This quote must be one of my favorites of all time because it speaks about the condition we are in. I’ve always envied people who multitask elegantly, juggling every single role like an expert performer.

I think it’s a natural thing for us to wanna do so many things at a time. But because our responsibilities push us to work on very specific things, we miss out on others.

I didn’t write much last week, it was such a hectic week and to top it all off, we had the Chinese New Year one week holiday before that, so the I’m not quite up to gear 5 yet.

Tomorrow I’m helping out a friend with a photography job, my first one, mind you. I don’t plan to do freelance anytime, considering I’m not that good of a photographer myself but when someone pays you to do something, you’ll have to do your best.

Have fun and enjoy your weekend.

On a very cheerful note, a blogger friend, Sabrina is getting married soon!

My Braces Story

2011-02-04T12:45:00.004+08:00

I never thought I needed braces, you know, until a few people actually advised me to wear them. By ‘few’, I mean about 4 to 5 people. Even then, I didn’t immediately run to the dentist to get braces on. Thinking about it, maybe I should have.

It was 3 years ago, exactly on Chinese New Year, when my family and I went to Pulau Kapas. So towards the end of the trip, this photo was taken: (ugly picture alert)

The double chin and the almost sneezing expression kills appetite.

That picture was the push that I needed. Let me tell you, the experience of going to the dentist was the most heroic thing I’ve ever done in my entire life. I hate dentists. I totally ate up the scary dentist stereotype and that’s why I didn’t wear braces sooner. If it weren’t for my own free will, no way would I end up on the dentist’s chair. But in total desperation(vain –_-), I went to the dentist. Alone.

My family was in Pakistan at the time. I chronicled it here and here. I could’ve brought someone with me anyhow, but thinking that I might chicken out if they do follow, I decided to brave it myself.

The dentist was a kind man, he briefed me on the procedures before attempting to pull out 4 of my teeth. I’ve never had needles touching my gum before that day and you can just imagine how nervous I was. I stopped the kind dentist just as he had the needle positioned near my gum, and told him to brief me again.

15 minutes later, gum numbed, 4 teeth out. Drove back home, cotton pad jutting out of mouth like a moron and showing grandma the holes where my teeth used to be proudly.

Four teeth pulled out, two on each side.

One week later, braces on the bottom row. Two weeks later, braces on top row and that’s how I officially became one of the braces club members.

Three months after putting on braces, there are still lots and lots of gaps of where my teeth used to be. Looks a bit frankenstein-ish. Tip for the first 3 months: Don’t show teeth when smiling.

Five months later, my front row teeth is pushed in a bit but the gaps are still there.

One year after, aligned and gaps closed but still not quite there yet. Gums still swollen.

20 months: teeth aligned tight, no gaps, no protruding gums. Just waiting for dentist to take off braces.

22 months.

……………………………

………………….

………….

……

…

2 years of wearing braces, and they’re off!

Let’s do a comparison, shall we?

Before. (No braces yet!)

After.

Because my problem was the protruding teeth, wearing braces kind of changed my smile. Before wearing braces, smiling without teeth was awkward.

…………………….

Before.

After.

To be honest, smiling showing teeth was also awkward lah before.

…………………………………

Ultimate before and after.

Anyways, people usually come up to me and ask how much does it cost to wear braces? Mine costs rm4.5k. It sounds expensive but you pay rm200 per month for two years. Mine took a short while, but some wear them for 3 years so that’ll only cost about rm100 a month.

For me, it was definitely worth all the trouble of food getting stuck in between braces, and explaining to little innocent children as to why you have metal on your teeth.

You’ll hear this alot. Beauty is pain, baybeh.

Take care. xoxo.

xoxo

2011-02-03T12:01:00.002+08:00

Medan On New Year’s

2011-01-28T19:46:00.002+08:00

On New Year’s, I flew to Medan, Indonesia for work. Eventhough it was for work, it felt more like a spa holiday.

Medan apparently is not quite done with Christmas yet.

The best part was, me and my colleagues get to stay in JW Marriott and have queen sized beds each!

When I go to a hotel, first thing that I check will be the beds. Once satisfied, I go to the bathroom. And the bathroom had a big clear glass facing the beds, intended obviously for. Third thing to do was to find the shutters so we could have bathroom privacy!

I didn’t wanna get out of the room…

Does this sight makes you wanna exercise till you drop?

While we were there, we made our 2nd home in the jacuzzi and steam room. Sorry no pictures of that.

Ate at Garuda restaurant.

So not over christmas.

That’s it for my work/short spa trip to Medan! Btw we only stayed overnight, so we only went to one shopping mall. Couldn’t say much about the city, but one day, I would like to visit Lake Toba. Who has been there?

IJustine!

2011-01-25T22:09:00.002+08:00

She’s super hilarious I just had to share! Can you imagine someone doing this in Malaysia? LOLz

What I’m Saying Is…

2011-01-23T14:04:00.002+08:00

When I go shopping, I will try to arrive at the moment that they open the doors and go home in the afternoon. Reason is, one, you get to beat the crowd. Two, you don’t have to pray in the mall.

I’ve long had this dislike about praying in the mall. Not only is the surau usually ill-kept but you can never pray in peace. I really don’t understand why some people make suraus their hang out place aka mamak stall no. 2.

Obviously, I don’t know what’s going on in the guy’s area and I’m not finger pointing but 100% of everytime I get into suraus, you’ll get an aura that you have just stepped into a happening eating place.

Do you really have to share beauty tips in the surau? Do you really have to tell everyone in the surau that your friend’s stepsister’s fiance is a bi***? Or compare the clothes you bought? Or do you have to take up so much space in the little box of a surau when you can’t even pray?

For goodness sake, it’s a praying room so please respect everybody who wants some peace to p-r-a-y.

I might have done it in the past when I was young and stupid but I realized that what I was doing was so annoying!

Please people, be considerate and others will be considerate to you! This is Hitz.fm community message and together with the Hitz crew, we care about you!

p/s: This weekend is more of a tough love and I know Hitz.fm would never cover this topic. Har har.

Super Big Deal

2011-01-17T21:31:00.002+08:00

I’ve been spending money like crazy the past few weeks! Must be the work pressure and the only way to feel adrenaline. Must be! Now I’m dead broke! Weeeeeeeee!

I just bought a book. Among the thousands other reading materials I bought (I’m a hardcore bookworm, take it or leave it), this book is the one book that I know nothing about before buying. I didn’t read the summary and I didn’t take a peek inside (book’s still cling-wrapped). I haven’t even heard of the book before.

Mystery, mystery

It’s all my mom’s fault. She said, “you have 10 minutes”. Well, she had to say that because I could stay in the bookstore for 8 hours. I ran to the fiction side and decided between a David Baldacci book and a book with a scary lady on the front. Then in a split second, I saw this book and liked the way it sounds fairytale-y so I bought it.

I might be off-the-rail wrong and the book could be about Nazis and war but who cares? I think this is how love at first sight happens… You gung ho fall in love, find out the person is 360 degrees different that what you initially thought, then you break up.

Btw I don’t believe in love at first sight. They’re just bollocks.

xoxo

Thoughts On Marriage & Stuff

2011-01-15T23:21:00.002+08:00

*WARNING* Lots of random blab and exposé ahead!

I just got back from a really really really really good…a w forget it more than friends’s sister’s wedding reception. It’s the wedding season again. A few friends got hitched and one got engaged all within last month. My veeeery close cousin got married when she was 21 and she’s now mom of two cute little guys and one of my best friends got married around the time I was busy doing project reports and she has a daughter who’s two this year.

You know, everytime I hear someone getting married, I will be like, good for them, I wish them all the best. I don’t like the idea of getting married too early myself and I don’t really like the fuss and the money spent on making that “wedding of the year”. I actually like the idea of kawin lari to escape the money expense and all that jazz but it’s easier said then done. It would be good to kawin lari, then update Facebook status over the weekend: married.

Getting married is like getting a job placement. And you’re one of those people waiting to get a job. You know the buzz you get when you hear someone has “gotten a job”. OH THE HORROR. WHen am I ganna get a job?????? WHen is the company ganna call me???!!!!!! WHen when when!!!!! JUmp out of the building!!! Well not quite.. but close.

I’ve learned through experience… don’t rush anything. Don’t rush getting a job, don’t rush eating, don’t rush on the road, don’t rush to the toilet. Just don’t rush!!!!! But at the same time, you’re ganna be like, oh god. When’s it my time. But really you’re just comparing yourself to other people, and not really considering your position. By “your” I mean, “my” ok? Just to get that clear.

So everyone’s so gung ho bout getting married, but what happens after? Can I imagine living with the same person until I die? Like, I get bored of seeing the same person in my face everyday so how do I handle living with that person for the rest of my life? What about money…. do I have enough to stay married and to buy a Volkswagen Beetle? Research says wait until after 25 to make a rational decision about getting married to avoid divorce or *cringe* kahwin dua so is that how long I should wait?

The reason why I suddenly felt like talking about this topic is because how do I start. I knew this one guy since I was 16. To put it lightly—we’ve long established ourselves as more than friends—so long that this will be the 7th year. HM. 7th year itch. Like that Marilyn Monroe movie. OK so 7 years is not short, in fact it’s so long that the 56k modem has gone through many makeovers that it’s now UNIFI. Bush has become Obama. My friend broke up, found new guy, got married, pop out a kid and moved to Pakistan. That long. OK?

And today, for the first time in that close to 7 years, I met all the members of his family. FIRST TIME. Boom. Learned their faces half a decade ago, and knew their names and meeting everyone in the flesh. SEGAN. TAKUT. OMG. OVEREACTING MUCH. Salam2, eat, take pictures, eat, salam2, thanked everybody, and there you have it, I’ve just revealed another milestone in my life. Welcome 2011!

Thanks for reading. Signing out!

I Went To A Muay Thai Competition Because There’s Not Enough Excitement In My Life

2011-01-11T22:54:00.002+08:00

Last Saturday, I was dragged to watch a Muay Thai competition. I know what you’re saying. “Of all things?” The place was PACKED. And so noisy! But it was fun!

We took the platinum seat because I was afraid of being trampled on. It costs an overwhelming amount of RM25. I didn’t plan. I heard, I agreed, I went. At night, and I went home at 12. Felt like I just got back from a rock concert or something. Anak dara apa ntah.

But phew. New experience. And I never realized before, but Kelantanese guys are hot. LOLs. But perhaps not for me.

OK shutting up. I’m out!

Yeh.

Chill To These =)

2011-01-08T20:21:00.002+08:00

One, Taylor Swift is singing something other than fairytales which is ‘fresh’ to me. Second, besides her voice, the tunic she’s wearing is super nice.

I don’t like to play videos on blogs, I don’t expect anyone to, but I promise all the songs here are so soothing, you’d wanna add them to your ‘chill out’ playlist.

Enjoy, and happy weekend peeps =)

Taylor Swift’s Back to December Live

John Mayer’s Half of My Heart (feat. Ms Taylor Swift)

Michael Buble’s Georgia

And last but not least, the song I can’t get out of my head as of now:

Bruno Mars’s Grenade Live

xoxo

Beijing, China

2011-01-06T21:59:00.002+08:00

Not too many, no?

Golden Street, the shopping street in Beijing and my favorite street!

Halal restaurant <3

Dunno why the brother was doing that face?

Yummy food~ miss it lots!

Auditioning for Winter Time Ad.

Lookie lookie.

I loove Beijing people. They’re so cute. They don’t understand a word of English.

Ladida that’s it for you. Something short and sweet. If I were to go back to Beijing, I would do it to learn their language because they all sounded so awesome. They were talking like the Ip Man!

Also, eventhough it didn’t look like it, I was feeling pretty horrible because it was barking freezing. I felt icicles forming in my nose!

Now have melted! Signing out!

Bye BYe 2010, Hello 2011

2010-12-31T21:45:00.002+08:00

10 years ago, I was 13, listening to Britney Spears, buying smash hits magazines and had a big crush on Devon Sawa. Who is he? Exactly.

5 years ago, in 2005, I was chubbier and have not worn braces. I was duped into taking a terribly difficult course which I love to hate and I had no idea.

5 years later, 2010 is such a great year, I can’t believe it’s almost over!!

Let’s look back to the highlights of the year:

- I finished my studies in UTP! And said bye bye to Tronoh!

- I graduated with a degree!

- I started working!

- I went Cuti-cuti Malaysia to : Desaru! Pulau Pangkor!

- I went to New Zealand!

- I went to Beijing! (Post will be up in January!)

Of course, there were more. But these are the ones I documented.

I’m sure many of you regard this year as a year of challenges and new beginnings especially those transitioning into the new world of 9 to 5. Or maybe you’re beginning university life.

Whichever it is, take stride, buckle up and enjoy the ride. You’ll never know what’s ahead of you so brace yourself. New year is going to be another fantastic ride!

Happy New Year everybody!

Wo Ai Ni ZhongGuo

2010-12-29T19:24:00.002+08:00

This is a short 3 minute video that I made for Beijing. Took me a few hours to create, but me and my brothers had so much fun doing this. Hope you enjoy watching it and do let me know what you think!

On Crying at Singing Stewardesses and More

2010-12-28T20:43:00.002+08:00

I don’t know. What makes you cry? Is it the last Titanic scene where Jack dies? Is it when your cat dies? Do you cry at commercials?

Last week I found myself tearing up to a visit Malaysia commercial, which is weird, I know. There’s a monologue in my head: if I’m an old lady now, I would be so proud that Malaysia has come this far. Look at that, Malaysia looks so beautiful and welcoming. The people are all hot. The food is 5 star choice. What’s not to love in Malaysia? I think I was overwhelmed by this super patriotic feeling.

If Malaysia government wants everybody to be patriotic, they should start sending people to other countries on vacation. I would vote a hundred times for that clever government.

Anyway, this happened on the plane back from Beijing. Thank god nobody saw because that would be an embarrassment of the century. Crying at a Petronas ad, yes maybe, but crying at a tourism video?

Ok so last week I was all “where to find winter bootzz???” So I asked around and everyone pointed either to Aldo or Nine west and stores like that. But actually I was really looking for Ugg boots. You know, them comfy fur winter boots? Unfortunately, no one had any idea to find them. And I was stupid enough not to pick one up in New Zealand. (arghhhh!)

So, I went to China wearing tennis shoes. There, it was like heaven. There were not only Ugg boots, but all the boots that I posted and more! And cheap! Well, cheap-er.

I got these babies!

I got myself Bailey Button Uggs! WEEEEEEeeee victory dance!!!!

As for the question whether they’re real or not, no, I don’t think they are, because of the price. Real Bailey Buttons costs around RM 465 but this is half price. BUT. I know it’s real leather and real fleece inside and branded to look EXACTLY like Ugg boots. I’ve checked every inch. So who’s to say they’re not Uggs? Hm? Hm?

Next up: Beijing trip post! Starting to look like my life is one big vacation, even gotten not so nice remarks concerning my FB. But I’m telling you here: life is not a bed of roses for anybody. What they gain, they lose in other parts. Therefore, don’t judge before you ask! Asking is fine, asking is goooood.

Where To Find Winter Boots?

2010-12-18T19:52:00.002+08:00

One fact that I’d just like to share: Playing video games makes you irritable and anti-social. At least for me, because I get that irritated feeling whenever someone calls my name to “help out” or do something.

I don’t always discuss work stuff but yesterday was weird. My work lets me meet a lot of different people. Some hot some not so much. So yesterday after an appointment, my colleague Steve and I stopped by a company’s office and asked if we can talk to the manager.

The lady sitting down by the reception looks 38-ish, with a dazed expression on her face. She said no. Steve continued, anybody else in this office besides you? While pointing into the office and making gestures for emphasis. With so much of a hint of life in her, she shakes her head. So Steve said, can you give me the contact number of the person in charge? She said no. Dazed. Looks down at paper on her table.

Steve tried again, saying, so maybe you can give us some promotional brochures or anything that we can take back? She gave a small nod, woke up and went to the back. Veery slowly. Steve looked at me and was like, “wtf?”

I looked away and pretended to look at the models, all the while laughing my head off inside. My soft toys looked more alive than her! And also a drugged person was 5 times more responsive. Two words, aunty on crack –_-

By the way the main reason I’m writing is because I just realized that its HARD to find winter boots in KL! I’m talking about the 2 inch thick, made for snow ones. I’ve been looking for them everywhere! Where are they?

Drool.

On Monday night I will be going to

Long story short, the original plan to Mecca is being cancelled (Saudi’s fault) and we’re replacing it with this. (Can’t really call it replacing because the purpose of going to each is totally different but yeah).

But if any of you are looking for winter boots, you might as well just buy them at wherever you’re going or order online. But that would cost a bomb. So which one? I’m going to say it depends on you really. I’m choosing the latter.

New Zealand Part III

2010-12-05T19:48:00.002+08:00

I’m a bit pissed because somehow my part III got deleted after I spent 2 hours on it. Now I’m just going to post pictures and a holiday post-mortem. Apologies *_*

Tried to make milk moustache but couldn’t. Muahaha

Verdict

I would go back if I could. I would cover the places that I haven’t been to. I’d stay in Queenstown for at least two days to enjoy the activities there. They’ve got so much! If you’re into these outdoor sports like me, you’re gonna love it.

If I could do over, I would go horseback riding, bungee jumping, canyoning, and jet boating. During winter, this place is fantastic for skiing.

Best city: Queenstown

Most under-explored place: Christchurch

Must see/do: Whitewater rafting, Milford Sound, activities in Rotorua, Hobbits house in Mata Mata.

Approximate time to spend in NZ: At least 2 weeks to cover the whole country.

Read Part I and Part II of my NZ trip!

Thanks for reading!

New Zealand Part II

2010-12-01T23:44:00.005+08:00

OK Now the New Zealand post will be divided into 3 parts because I can't continue any longer for the second post and I'm already taking so much time writing about NZ. I've been procrastinating alot! Work is taking a toll and I just wanna chill when I get home! Enjoy the pictures~

Day 4!

We took the flight to Christchurch at 6am. That means that we had leave the apartment at 4.30am. Imagine how much sleep we had that night. Thankfully we were flying there and not driving so we get to catch up with some zzzzzzzzzzzzzs….

Welcome to Christchurch at 8 am!

They call Christchurch the most English town in New Zealand and rightly so, seeing that the town was mostly build in the old English colonial style and duhh the name is Christchurch.

So glad to be arriving here…

…because we continued our Zzzzzs… Hey, anything for the champions that braved through a 7 meter fall waterfall in a freaking air-boat.

Later that day… we went sightseeing around Christchurch on foot. (Think I lost 5 kgs on this trip). Above is the famed Christchurch Cathedral on Cathedral Square.

The kiwis are crazy for rugby and they’re hosting the Rugby World Cup 2011.

Showing weird behavior that only tourists can.

Statue of the founder of Canterbury (Canterbury is the province).

We didn’t ride the tram because we’re only lowlife backpackers who can only afford to walk. The driver was cute with his old-school uniform.

Spotted Mrs Higgins Oven Fresh Cookies--

Most delicious brownie!

We went to the 18th century university-turned-arts-centre.

Their ducks are equivalent to our chickens here. Why is the wild life so cute???????? And they don’t walk around with poo on their feet like chickens do!

We stopped by the Botanic Gardens.

Very easy to get lost. The roads look the same.

One of my most favorite pictures taken in NZ. It looks like a painting! This was random. I didn’t realize how big the tree was until I look at it in the camera and I look up and saw that its HUGE. It’ll take 8 people to hug the whole tree. Not that anyone would wanna do that. Of course.

Roses in bloom. Lalalala

I really wanted to pick one flower but then I thought… if everyone was like me… then… the garden would be like…like it was in Malaysia.

Cathedral Square at dusk which is around 8.30pm.

That night, we went S-H-O-P-P-I-N-G and I bought one Merino wool cape which was around $115. And that was the cheapest! I thought that was my best buy. And my aunt said there’s nothing to shop in New Zealand. Pssshhhhh.

If you open your eyes wide enough like me in any store, there will always be something nice to buy!

Day 5!

This flight was bearable a bit—at 8am, though we actually had to be at the airport at 6.30am.

Eating samosas that Skin prepared from Auckland as breakfast.

At times during the flight en route to Queenstown, I would wake up to the view of snow-capped mountain ranges.

Touchdown in Queenstown with happy, shiny, face and a merino wool cape! To be honest, I bought the cape because I thought Queenstown was going to be cold. Turns out I was wrong because compared to Christchurch, Queenstown is the perfect weather to wear only cardigan or a thin jacket. I should’ve bought it earlier!

Straight away went to get our Jucy car at the airport! Everything was already pre-booked and paid for, so we only had to show our license. They accept Malaysian driving license.

We went sightseeing around Queenstown and I was already in love with the city. Especially when wild sheep came running down the hills!

The calm and surprisingly not creepy cemetery. Maybe because it was morning. I saw one tombstone that read “RIP 1895 drowned in Lake Wakatipu”. FYI there is such thing as a Lake Wakatipu, as you’ll see.

If there was a place I could choose to have a house, it would be Queenstown. For the people, the activities, the shops and the mountains.

Queenstown is known to be the one-stop extreme sports centre. This was where bungee jumping was first commercialized. Before that, I suppose people just tie some random string and jump off the ledge while forsaking the fact that they could die.

Fact is, bungee jumping is extremely safe (this applies to Queenstown but in other places, I don’t know). They would weigh you before choosing the right rope for your weight and those below 45kgs aren’t eligible to jump. They also change the rope often to make sure that the rope is strong enough to hold your weight.

As we arrived in Queenstown, we called the 4wd Glenorchy tour company.

The tour gang: together with a couple from Miami. This guy has shook hands with Johnny Depp!

On our way to Glenorchy, we stopped at the side of the road to look at Lake Wakatipu, the 3rd largest lake in NZ. The view is gorgeous and breathtaking and I was speechless.

From Queenstown downwards, I just can’t help feeling like I’m on some other planet, because I’ve never seen such landscape. Flat plains as far as eyes can see… and littered with sheep!

On our way to Paradise, we passed by a little town called Glenorchy. Population: 200. That’s their tiny church. So when someone has a wedding, 10 people will fit inside, and the rest of the town looks through the windows to witness the ceremony.

They’ve also got a library, which opens once a week for one hour. The library has a staggering 35 books.

Glenorchy creek.

You just had to be there to see it…

Lord of the Rings black marshes. So anyway, starting Glenorchy, we had to travel through a gravel road. I’ve got no idea why they didn’t cement it. It would make things simpler and less bumpy. Probably they’re just trying to preserve the place. Kiwis are crazy bout things like that.

See the house on the right of the picture? The owner is the one driving the pickup truck and he owns a big piece of land and even more sheep. Rich as a king. Lucky bas…..

See what I mean by littered with sheep?

We were allowed to take one cheesy tourist picture!

Behind us is Isengard from LOTR! Weeeeeeee. By this time, it has started raining a bit so that explains the blurry spots on the picture. Even though it didn’t look like it, the wind was blowing sharp raindrops into us so that wasn’t cool. But smiling to the camera is a must!

Driving through the river.

We arrived at the end of the road, also known as beyond paradise about 1 1/2 hour later. At this point, there were no other human beings around except us.

Trying to look like I own beyond paradise. Ahhh my laanndd.

This was at Paradise. So guess what are considered pests here? Rabbits! I saw a hawk circling the field to hunt for hares and rabbit. Its freaking National Geographic at this place.

All my life (overstatement) I’ve wanted to step into a forest like this. Anyways this was the forest used to film LOTR’s elves forest and also Wolverine. Hot Hugh Jackman was here before filming in the same forest that I step in! The film was supposed take place in Canada, but they actually came to New Zealand to shoot the movie and pretended it was Canada –_-

Chris, our Glenorchy tour guide suggested we played where’s wally?

After the rain, everything just seems so much brighter and the color pops out just a little bit more.

The whole tour that day took about 5 hours. It was great. Chris knew the place so well and he didn’t stop talking the whole time. We were so tired that night but didn’t wanna sleep straight away, so we watched Wolverine on my laptop to look back at the places they filmed and to see where we’ve been during the day.

Read Part I here!

New Zealand Part I

2010-11-25T00:06:00.002+08:00

I’m ganna break the NZ trip post into 2 parts, just because I’ve got tons of pictures (and things to rant about). I think I’ve got close to 2000 pictures but if I show everything, it’ll take forever to load.

First part is ganna be the introductory part-Auckland-Rotorua-Christchurch, and second Queenstown-Te Anau-Milford Sound.

New Zealanders are extremely nice and they give helpful directions so I arrived at the university bus stop right on time (taking bus in foreign land alone: checked!) and my travelling buddy, Skin was already there waiting for me. First thing I said to her was, “Skin! So cold!” And she was like, “Eh, I thought it’s warm.” It was 16 degrees Celsius and I was wearing a thin cotton shirt ok!

Obviously, I was extremely jet-lagged so I went to sleep for a few hours upon reaching her apartment. 3 hours later, my friend woke me up and we went sightseeing!

DAY 1 CHAWABUNGGA

First destination: Skytower of course! Skytower is the tallest structure in Auckland, and in New Zealand. It is far taller than any other building that it stood up even from the airport which was about 30 minutes away.

We took a 15 minute walk to the skytower from Skin’s apartment. (which btw is in the middle of the city!) On the way we passed by a big group of partygoers running on the street wearing something like plastic wrap. I looked around but nobody seems to care!

When we reached the ground floor, i-site greeted us. I-site is the one-stop visitor information centre for tourists and as I was about to discover, they have it in every city around New Zealand. So integrated and efficient for tourists. I was amazed…

We got into the lift, which climbed up and up and up until the top…

Auckland skyline is as far as eyes can see. Love it. No pretentious tall buildings ahah.

At first we both didn’t want to walk on the glass area. I know it’s silly. Obviously it’s been stepped on thousands of times. They even made a sign to say the glass is built as strong as the concrete we were stepping on but looking down can make you really dizzy. There was this group of people, they walked together on the glass, then they started jumping on it.

Where do these people come from?! I honestly don’t think New Zealanders are afraid of heights at all because they try to jump from every bridge and building possible! O.o

Also had to have video of me walking on that glass.

Auckland is known as the city of sails. Know why? The picture above says it all.

We got excited when we saw the Tikki tikki…er…or trishaw. Whatever. We were like, hey, can you take our picture together? Snap!

This guy went crayzay zig zagging through the streets and walkways. Thank goodness you were cute and we didn’t get knocked down by a car.

We got off at the ice-cream parlor near the harbour.

Flavours were yummilicious.

Skin eating first of many ice-creams.

After the harbour, we went to Skin’s university to print out our flight & bus details and we passed by Albert Park. Skin’s university is the university of Auckland, one of the top established university in New Zealand.

Got the papers and we were out of there!

At the end of first day. I know macam mak cik. Shut up. It was cold!

DAY 2 CHAWABUNGGA

Next day, bright and early we walked to the bus station to take the bus to Rotorua.

The bus service was so efficient! I was so impressed that we departed on the dot. They had a name list ready, so all we did was to give our names and board the bus. So simple! No pushing, no missing tickets.

Funny thing happened when we took this picture. I set the tripod (never travel without one!!!!!) and ran backwards to pose beside Skin. Then a few cars passed by shouting whoooooo hello! Let’s take pictures!!! Nobody said anything when I was just holding the camera, but when I set it on a tripod, everybody starts hooting and shouting –__-

Had fun in front of the bath house aka Rotorua museum. We enjoyed the weird things in the museum but didn’t want to take any photos in there because honestly it was bit creepy.

After museum, we walked 6 km towards Te Puia…

…only to find it closed.

So we took silly pictures.

And watched the sunset, then walked back another 6km.

DAY 3 CHAWABUNGGA

This was an interesting day. Actually, we didn’t plan to go whitewater rafting. This was Skin’s idea. So, knowing her, I was gila surprised because Skin does not do sporty stuff. I repeat. She does not ever attempt nor appear interested ever. Even more surprising, I was the one initially saying no when she suggested it.

My thought was just that we might get injured, or too tired for our travels. We still had 5 days ahead and 3 more cities to travel to! But Skin was like, “it’s now or never!”

One thing about me, I can’t hearing that phrase. It’s like, “buy first, then think!” Suddenly it was clear to me, we had to do it. So the whole day we were saying “YAAY tick whitewater rafting off the bucket list!”

The shuttle taking us to the water rafting center.

Chose this picture so that you can’t see our horrific faces!!!!!!!

Later in the shuttle back to our hostel, we found out this guy Bernard was from Sarawak. We had no idea ok. I thought he was from China –_- until he says that he knows we’re from KL. I then thought he’s a well-travelled chinaman –_- Turns out he’s Sarawakian. Lol moment. We also met other cool people from Britain, US and Spain. I was kinda proud because at least we represented Malaysia as well. hahah

The day was far from being over. We then took the shuttle to Wai-o-Tapu to see geothermal lakes whatnot.

Honestly speaking, we were only there because the place is a MUST see place in Rotorua. We weren’t geologists so we have no idea at what we’re looking at most times. I would say something like, hmm. It’s green. Then Skin would say, water-colour green. Then I would say, it’s smelly. We both agree and move on…….

Most of all, it’s the best place to take pictures because the scenery is awesome.

Bye-bye wai-o-tapu.

We went back to Auckland after a very fruitful and informative day. Check out that guy behind me! Love the shades!!

Will write more on the remaining days! Stay tuned.

In The Middle of it All

2010-11-23T23:30:00.002+08:00

Kia Ora!

2010-11-17T21:28:00.003+08:00

Teehee.

I’m back from the beautiful New Zealand and still feel like sleeping at 8pm. Ah small matter. Funny thing is, coming back here I made a conclusion about a couple of things: Malaysia has the best food anywhere in the world and New Zealanders do not rely on cars.

Therefore, going anywhere after this, I won’t bother trying expensive food out of Malaysia because there’s a wider choice and it’s value for money man. When travelling on a budget, you’re not supposed to be thinking of eating 5 star food anyway, but just to know that you can find the tastiest food in Malaysia keeps me happy during travelling.

Another thing I mentioned is that New Zealanders do not rely on cars. Their streets are empty compared to KL’s. It’s the same thing as when I was in Tokyo last time. So… developed countries do not rely on motocars. Upholding the country’s vision of a developed country, I’m buying a super nice bicycle. Maybe one of those electric ones to cycle to shops and stuff. I shall also be considerate on the road---give way to cars, and stop at red lights. That shouldn’t be too difficult now, shouldn’t it?

P/s: Yela Im ganna write bout that night I got flashed by a guy in Auckland -_- in later posts kay.

Superstar Party & Scout’s Rule

2010-11-03T23:31:00.002+08:00

How do you react when a colleague asks whether you’d like to go to a superstar party in Sunway when you’re on the phone, talking to someone? You nod her off. She took it as a ‘yes’ to her question. That was how my name got reserved for a bling bling party. But of course, I didn’t go.

I don’t have to explain-lah. I don’t party unless it’s with a bunch of close friends, closed venue, closed everything; perhaps with dance mats, twisties, lots of makeup and maybe Paranormal Activity 2.

Anyways I’ve been putting in a piece of clothing into the suitcase every day. Honestly I feel like crying. Have you tried packing for 10 days with the possibility of NOT being able to wash any piece for that duration? Horror I tell you. What’s worse is trying to fit everything into one medium-sized suitcase without tearing it.(I’m so going to make a travel guide once everything gets sorted out.)

The bbs (2 big bosses) have been nothing short of supportive of my holiday. I really try to avoid discussing my holiday with them because it’s like a paradox--- it’s almost like they pay me for going on a holiday when they talk about it. Which makes me feel uncomfortable. But they almost encourage it(??) One has been there, and another one wants to go there. Figures. I work at the wackiest office with the wackiest bosses.

One conversation went like this:

Boss A: so have you packed for the holiday?

me: Yea, but it’s hard to pack for 10 days!

Boss A: well, you know the scout’s rule?

me: Um. No.

Boss A: This is how you pack for 4 days--- you take 2 socks, 2 underwear. You wear one pair a day, next day turn inside out, then turn front to back. That one pair can last 4 days.

me: …gross

Of course he was joking and of course, no way I’m doing that. So much for scout’s rule. –_-

Peace out!

Pet Hate

2010-11-01T22:39:00.001+08:00

Coming back from work, I almost ran into a guy who thinks that the road belongs to his goddamn ancestors. He also had the gall to not look right or left before crossing, while crossing and after crossing. I call him Mr Metal Bone. Oh wait. Make that Mr Metal Bonehead.

There are just some things that people do in public that makes you wanna curl in a corner and bite off all your fingernails. Like those people who walk and spit on the road. Or people walking on the road, scratching their bellies. Another one is people digging their nose while driving. I don’t blame my bro for pressing the horn at them.

Last week I read one resume asking for a job in the company I work for. Surprise surprise, a mechanical engineer—graduated 6 years ago.

“I looking for a job. I am a team player and a gook leader.”

Is it just me, or is there something amiss? Are you making a joke? I understand if your spoken English needs brushing up, or your essay for that matter. But sending in a resume with blatant spelling and grammar mistakes is just asking people to laugh at you.

No excuse mister. 6 years of work with that kind of spelling error? Wow, I’m shocked. Why didn’t he write in Bahasa then? You know what the best part is? When it came to rate his language fluency, he wrote 8 (On the scale of 1 to 10) for written and spoken English. He actually had the gall.

Of course, my boss pretended like he’s never received the resume.

I’m sorry for being brash, but sometimes please be considerate to others, try not to waste other people’s precious times by doing something so unthinkably loco and estupido (thanks Google translation).

With that, I end my ranting. Now back to Gossip Girls. Remember what I said, boys and girls.

Ciao.

Nude Pump Shoes

2010-11-01T08:48:00.000+08:00

I have about 8 shoes, tops. And 80% is black, 15% is white and 5% is the one ipanema flip flop that I have. So I’m not crazy about shoes, weirdly enough. I keep waiting for that inner buzz that tells me to go on a shoe-shopping spree but it never came.

I was browsing the internet a few months ago and came across the nude pump shoes above. I felt the familiar tingle saying that shoe is super gorgeous. Oh, I know the shoes are like, 4 inches tall and has tiny heels and will probably send me to bed rest the following day. Even so.. they are sleek and beautiful….

Right about then, I remember reading somewhere that “if you wanted to buy something, wait for 30 days, then ask yourself whether you still want it.”

You know where this is going. I pushed the thought of buying the pumps at the back of my head, forgot about it for a few months, then I conveniently stumbled across another nude pump shoe while browsing Zappos recently.

Guess what, I really really want the pump shoes. Like CRAZY WANT. I won’t hunt for it yet, though but maybe after the NZ trip. Calling the shopping squad!

Before I leave,

little fab girl on the sartorialist.

Peace out!

P/s: Packing underway. It's driving me mad. How do you pack for 10 days??

Greed

2010-10-31T22:43:00.002+08:00

Just a minute ago…

Abah: So are you going anywhere this coming Friday?

Me: Yeah, working half day.

Abah: This Friday? On Deepavali?

Me: This Friday is Deepavali??? Yaaaaaaaay. I have the whole day to last minute pack. My flight is that night.

Abah: Owh you’re going already? Was just thinking of going to Fraser’s Hill. Haven’t seen that place in years. But you’re going to an even better place.

Me: Oh NO! I wanna go to Fraser’s Hill too!!

In other news, brother has officially caught the Justin Bieber hair fever, claiming the hair naturally sweeps sideways.

Gender Equality in the 1920s

2010-10-30T23:10:00.002+08:00

Happy weekend everybody!!!

Terbukti Mat Salleh Memang Gila

2010-10-28T11:36:00.000+08:00

Kenapa saya guna bahasa melayu? Sebab takut kena serang dengan mat salleh –_-

Enjoy!

CONTEST MORTAR BOARD: The Beauty In Ugly

2010-10-27T23:31:00.002+08:00

Muka semangat & tangan macam “the claw”. Klau tengok crita Jim Carrey msti paham.

Miss Bells tagged me.

Saya tag EVERYBODY.

Wednesdays Are Quote Days

2010-10-27T21:40:00.002+08:00

"So many people walk around with a meaningless life. They seem half-asleep, even when they're busy doing things they think are important. This is because they're chasing the wrong things. The way you get meaning into your life is to devote yourself to loving others, devote yourself to your community around you, and devote yourself to creating something that gives you purpose and meaning." (p.43)Tuesdays With Morrie

Non-Photographer Syndrome

2010-10-26T10:48:00.000+08:00

I wouldn’t call myself a photographer. Far from it. I take pictures for the sake of keeping them for memories. I’m a nostalgic person more than anything.

Funny enough, despite being a non-photographer, I find myself buying little photography “extras” like the Vanguard up-rise camera bag below.

Also the camera remote control trigger and tripod. Not to mention I have two compact cameras—an Olympus & Casio. That doesn’t count the times when I change cameras twice in university because a) One camera became SO outdated. b) Another: somebody got excited and accidentally splashed sea water on my camera (a nikon coolpix is not cheap). Sometime in the future I want to have a collection of lenses.

Well, you get my point. I’m not a photographer but more like a memory keeper.

Now that I’ve written things down.. I now know where all that money went –_-

Somehow there’s always a way to justify the things that have been bought.

For SLR: It’s a future investment. I need crisp CLEAR pictures and not lame ones so that I wouldn’t regret in the future. Plus, everybody needs to get an SLR at some point in their lives. Why not now?

For tripod: What if there’s no one to take photos of me and the group? What if I need to take pictures at night?! If I need to take a night photo of KL?! You know, what if???!

For remote trigger: It would be so cool to stand in place when the photo is taken and I don’t have to run when using self-timer! So many pictures have been ruined! Oh and don’t have to take camwhorish pictures no longer! I can pretend that somebody’s taking the pictures for me!

For camera bag: The default bag is so flimsy, I’m sure it’s going to rip into half any time soon. Better get a good, tough bag.

For changing cameras after the sea splash: What, you want me to go through life without a camera? Are you crazy? What if the future me wants to look back at how disastrous my room was?

There you have it, I justified all my purchases. And they’re completely rational too. The “what-ifs” could certainly kill me.

At some point everybody does it. You’re going to buy something because it makes you feel good and powerful and like, THE-bomb. Maybe you don’t need it everyday, but you just have to have it! Or maybe that’s just me =P

PS: Better really start saving up for real. Hmm. Might have stepped into the realm of the quarter life crisis.

Cracked the Nutshell

2010-10-25T15:17:00.000+08:00

So you know that after 5 very long, but most wonderful years, I’ve finished my studies in UTP. I’m now working. Last week I had my convocation and have officially been granted BSc (Hons.) in Chemical Engineering.

I’m not finished. Early this year, me and a friend got talking about how we have to go somewhere together after graduation. We talked and talked and talked some more. I was afraid that with all the talking, nothing will happen.

BUT. I have nothing to fret about anymore because the return ticket has been paid, accomodation and transportation has been booked, travel plans has been finalized, the bosses and parents approve…

I’m backpacking to New Zealand in early November!

Hoping to get gorgeous shots of the mountainous areas.

In case you’ve forgotten, they filmed Lord of the Rings in New Zealand. Yup… the hobbits, the beautiful elves, the scary huge mountains, the grass fields!

Lonely Planet has also granted Milford Sound, New Zealand as no 1 must visit spot in the world in 2009.

New Zealand would be a great place to get away from it all. The sheep population outnumber humans by 10 times. Which I find really cute. I’m ganna make sure there’s lotsa sheep pictures or I’m ganna have to do something extreme like bungee jumping off a cliff there.

more New Zealand pictures.

I swear if the sheeps run away from me, or god forbid, chases me, I’m ganna cry!

My aunt told me that zorbing (the activity where you get into an airtight ball and they roll you down the hill and you tumble around like in a washing machine) was actually created and maintained by a Malaysian. Malaysia Boleh!

The Sky Tower in Auckland. Just in case you start thinking New Zealanders live in the mountains, wear loin cloths and speak like elves.

Auckland skyline. To answer the burning question: they have towers, buildings and you know, boats.

I’ll update more on this later. Till then, toodles~

Jungle City One Last Time

2010-10-23T23:08:00.002+08:00

17.10.2010

Status: Graduated

Congratulations to all my graduating friends. May our memories together not be forgotten. If not in the head, then digital form will do <3

Open Mindedness

2010-10-11T19:42:00.002+08:00

You wouldn’t know how open minded you are until you suddenly knock into your boundary wall. I thought I was pretty open-minded until somebody actually confesses to sleeping with another girl while still being married. That really shuts me off and I was steaming inside. It doesn’t matter that the wife knows, or that the relationship was consensual. No it didn’t matter.

I was also surprised by how I reacted when a fingerless lady greeted me at the toll. I jumped a little bit. Worst part is, she noticed. After that day, I never lined up at the same toll booth again.

Sure you tell people, I’m an open book. You can drink, you can go party for three days, you could have multiple girlfriends but I’m not fazed. But when it comes to certain things, I find that I react very negatively. So what is open-mindedness really? Where exactly do you draw the line? Some people might think it’s OK to kill animals, or to stay with the helper while still married like Warren Buffet or maybe to practice polygamy. For the record, I’m not against polygamy but under certain circumstances only. I don’t buy the ‘one-wife-not-enough’ saying. To those, I’d say, go to hell.

I really got confused that night I found out about the affair. Maybe I’m not so open-minded as I thought. But then again, what can be called open-minded?

Malaysian Open

2010-10-10T23:32:00.002+08:00

Open what now? To the oblivious, Malaysia is also host to the Tennis Open. Don’t feel too bad, I only knew this year.

I’ve been bad. I haven’t posted, or contribute to the blogging world for 3 weeks. To be honest, this is the first day in three weeks that I have 5 hours to myself. Oh NONO this ain’t a whiny post at all. I just wanna share some pictures of last week before the moment passes.

Youzhny won!

It was a really fun day out. We stayed there for 5 hours. The tickets were well worth it.

The crowd was awesome! Loves it.

Emo Post

2010-10-07T20:14:00.002+08:00

I hate it when:

People borrow my stuff without my permission
People entering my room without my permission
People touching my things without permission, then spoils it
People touching my things without permission, spoils it and does not inform me, letting me discover myself when I’m about to use it
People touching my gadgets and spoiling it
People touching my gadgets and pretending its theirs taking it all over
People entering my room and touching my stuff without permission
Strangers entering my room and roam around
People entering my room and start opening boxes and drawers and my memoir boxes
People taking my stuff without telling and leave me wondering where it went
People making a mess of my space and leaving me to clean it.
People sitting on my made-up bed and not tidying it back
People rummaging through my make up and jewellery without MY PERMISSION
People burning my collection of candles without my permission
People using my earphones without my permission!!! (GROSSSSSSS)
People using my laptop, camera, handphone, whatever without my permission!&*(^*#&$^&*$(
People calling international using my handphone without my permission!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
People touching my hamsters without my permission
Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Now you know how anal I can be. Done. End of story.

Eid Mubarak

2010-09-16T16:36:00.003+08:00

Had to bring down the last post because the pics were blergh I couldn’t stand it.

xoxo.

Maher Zain

2010-09-07T09:36:00.000+08:00

This ramadhan, listen to the Swedish man, Maher Zain =)

Masjid Putrajaya is THE Place To Be

2010-09-05T20:57:00.003+08:00

Of all mosques in Klang Valley, you should try praying at the Putrajaya mosque. The imam reads beautifully like a lullaby, air-conditioned (top of the list!), with fine & intricately carved (pasted?) walls. You know you’ve found the ideal mosque when the environment inside just makes you wanna pray and live there!

Like my dad said, ‘the place makes it easier to be khusyuk’.

The environment reminds me of UTP mosque. Miss that mosque. You have no idea what I used that mosque for. Besides praying of course. UTP is a very hot place, no? The afternoons were especially killer. Me and some course mates used to study there. We’d take our books, head to 2nd floor and unwind our scarves. Then in between breaks we played leg wrestling. Don’t ask what weirdo activity that is.

Still Putrajaya mosque, not UTP mosque. Sorry for diverting from topic! There was this one incident where I went to the mosque a second time. At the time I was wearing a long bit-clingy top and jeans and was told to put on a robe going in. I was like hell no! What you think I am? A mosque tourist? What more the robe handed to me was bright pink and reminded me of barbie swan princess. I wore my telekung and case closed. Later I saw two girls walking in the mosque wearing the pink robes, looking like Queen Amidala meets Barbie. More power to them.

Gohgeous simply gohgeous. By the way the malls are getting crazier with mega/raya/warehouse sales--- I say do focus shopping and go get the best deal out there because a good buy makes you feel good but bad ones make you feel like poop.

Hope everyone had a swell weekend…

R.I.P.

2010-09-03T00:24:00.000+08:00

Last Weekend At Bangi

2010-09-01T22:35:00.003+08:00

Last weekend, the dad, the mom, the two brothers and I slept in Bangi. Bangi is what you could say a quaint little town. So many eating places to choose from, and everything has its own specialty. I found three shops that had ‘halal’ in its name. That helps I guess, considering there are even rumors of Sushi & McDonalds not being halal. I know… say whaaaa?

I played around with the camera continuous shot to make a motion capture video. It plays for only one minute but I got a thousand stares especially when shouting “HOLD IT, HOLD IT, DON’T WALK SO FAAAST!” in a densely packed PKNS complex. Snap 10x.

P.s.: Thanks to Elvis’s song, you can’t play the video here. Go watch on you tube instead. What a selfish tube.

P.p.s: Ariani is having a crazy sale. Go check out. Can you say buy one free one?!?

P.p.p.s: I switched to Vimeo platform because youtube might bring down my video. I dunno. Enjoy!

Ramadhan and Working

2010-08-28T16:13:00.002+08:00

HIIII! This place is starting to grow cobwebs again. My bad. I never intended to abandon this particular creative outlet but you know, I had to chase little mischievous kittens all week long. You can guess how that feels like at the end of the day. Ok just kidding. I was working. Yep.

I obviously haven’t gotten used to using excess energy after the almost-two-months holiday. And I’m sleeping early like I used to again. About time too, because the eyebags were getting scary.

How’s ramadhan going for you guys? It’s second nature to me by now. The tummy doesn’t hold rock concerts in the afternoon anymore like it did in the beginnning. I don’t feel like buying the whole bazaar ramadhan anymore either. So that’s good.

That’s why I lost weight. Shucks. I tried gaining weight like crazy the past few months. That’s 2 kgs lost. It’s just ridiculous. Preposterous. Bonkers. Don’t be mad at me for saying this, but I envy people who can gain weight and make it stay!

I took weight gain for a while, but that was when I did a lot of swimming. Exercising actually helps me maintain weight. *So go exercise!!!!* Ramadhan is a no-exercise zone for me unfortunately.

You know how people always say to people gaining weight: “Makin sihat nampak”. There’s always a smile on their faces. Try saying the opposite: “You look so thin”. The person saying it gives out a concerned, sympathetic look that makes me feel like the underfed child from Africa.

So then I used to blame stress of studying. Now perhaps I could say, you know, work stress! Wee.

Happy weekend muchacha & muchachos!

Badabing

2010-08-16T23:59:00.002+08:00

Hi! Good morning, good afternoon, good night, whatever. I’m feeling very hyper and anxious because tomorrow is my first day at real work. It’s not engineering related work (surprise surprise) but I’m really excited/scared/pumped-up about the whole thing. We’ll see how it goes. I haven’t announced this job officially to any extended family members yet. If you knew me, my extended family—my cousins especially are like the sisters I never had, so I usually MUST tell them about EVERYTHING. EVERY SINGLE THING. But I haven’t about this.

Well, this job is important for me. It doesn’t matter how long I’m staying there, it’s just going to be a new experience. It’s scary. I don’t know how the hell I got the job. I don’t have any financial/marketing background! God I’m so scared that I mess up. Whatever. I’m so excited.

The office is in KL. It’s a small company but the things that I would learn there is just.. priceless. I’m not going to say much about it but my boss would be British and it’s a new environment so I have to learn about stuff really fast.

This isn’t the last of my job hunting because I’m far for settling. I take it as a part of the journey. To those looking for jobs, don’t settle just because you think it’s your only option. That’s not true. There are ALOT of opportunities out there. The most important thing is to not stop looking for it because they won’t come rolling to you.

First we studied together, now we look for jobs together. Dear friends out there, I’m rooting for you.

And oh have faith. Ramadhan brings alot of blessings to those who seek for it. Take care. Peace and love. <3

What I Want For… Malaysian Mega Sale

2010-08-15T13:18:00.001+08:00

I haven’t done one of these in a long time. Disclaimer: This is a highly self-indulgent post. Please proceed with caution. Please forgive me. I’m jobless, and moneyless therefore prone to shop with my imagination.

I want her hair color.

I want her top. The watermark is so annoying.

I want floaty tops.

*Faint*

I want all of those shawls.

The sale lasts until September. I might have a chance. Keeping my eyes and ears open for the bestest bargains.

Little Sister, Meet Your Big Brother

2010-08-09T17:16:00.002+08:00

I finally, finally bought an slr camera after years looking for the perfect one. Thanks to you photography geeks out there, the price of a Nikon D90 is now affordable enough for me! ;)

I know what you’re thinking. Oh so I had to go and show the ugliest and shakiest picture (above) I’ve ever taken to show how bad compact cameras are. That’s not it. The lighting was poor, it’s 12.40am and my hands can’t stop shaking. I posted this anyway because I can’t wait to show everyone that I have a new slr camera just like the rest of the world.

So what does this mean? I’m not going to morph into a ninja photographer (taking the slr like a body extension to the mall, mosque, toilet and other inappropriate places.) Nor will I start doing photoshoots on the Broga hill (heard that’s the ‘in’ place for photographers. You ain’t one until you climb Broga.) Not to disrespect anyone, but merely just poking fun.

It just means that…

…I can take crystal clear photos at night…

…and photos of lightning fast creatures…

…and photos of impatient brothers…

… and depth of field baby!!!!!!!!!!!! Woooooooooo yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Thank God It’s Friday

2010-08-06T15:40:00.002+08:00

I don’t really care anymore whether it’s Friday or Monday. But somehow eating at TGI Friday’s every Friday sounds like a very compelling idea. Hmm. But honestly, TGI Friday is nothing on Chili’s or even Italiannies.

I gave TGIF so many chances to redeem itself but like that other shop, what’s it called……. Tony Romas, just doesn’t do it for me. Maybe I ordered the wrong things. Maybe I shouldn’t have ordered that macaroni and cheese plus a whole chicken. That was a big mistake.

So let’s play this game. TGIF, Chili’s or Italiannies. Which one is your number one? I used to play this in the car with my friends. It drove them mad. Ice-cream, banana split or shake? McD or KFC? Swimming or boating?

Anywho. I wonder. Just for the sake of discussion. You know. Theoretically speaking. If you got married, would you mind having your wife earning more than you? In other words, she’s the BREADWINNER, the madam money of the house. Would that bother you guys? Girls do you mind being the breadwinner or should the husband be it. I wish I knew the rules to this kind of stuff.

The other day I was in the middle of some family forum about jobs and money. My dad was all “get a good job, stay on course and save the money!”

My eyes just about rolled into their sockets at the mention of that cliché. So I said, how bout making real money? Jumping into deals that sort of stuff. He replied, “Why? you can’t make more money than your husband. He’s going to be complacent and start golfing all day!”

I was all about to jump out of the seat in protest when my dad reminded me about the many real life examples of that happening. If my mom made millions, he wasn’t about to crack his head drilling oil holes at Kakemonoe in the middle of the Egyptian desert. Good point.

I feel a little bit off-balanced from this latest realization. Those people saying that it’s a bonus to look at things from two perspectives; they’re obviously wrong.

Healthy Skin

2010-08-03T23:32:00.002+08:00

When I was 14, I wanted to be fairer so I bought the whole Neutrogena whitening line. Two weeks later, my skin broke out so bad that I stopped using the products all together. Of course it was too late and I didn’t have much sense about skin care back then. My favorite past time would have to be picking on acne nevermind how gross that sounds.

Fast forward nine years (How time flies. Sigh.), numerous dermatologist visits, some hundred pills, products, advices and heartbreaks later, my skin still isn’t something to be lauded for. For all it’s worth, I beat acne but the damage is done.

It’s true though. If only I could turn back time knowing the things that I know now. People write and say many things, but I believe the simpler, the better if we could just follow the advice religiously.

1. Drink plenty of water

let that sink in.

2. Avoid sun exposure

or wear sun block and avoid prancing under the sun at 12 in the afternoon.

3. Avoid chocolate, bananas, dry seeds

or anything that triggers your acne especially anything oily.

4. Avoid picking acne spots

or suffer the wrath of scars.

5. Avoid using greasy cream/oils/hair oil

which could block pores.

Of course, having a daily face regimen also helps. You know, those 1-2-3 cleanse-tone-moisturize thing. Choose suitable products for your face. How do you know? Try a product for two weeks, if it’s still killing your face by then, you can safely bet that it will continue doing that until you STOP.

OH. I also learned that if you plaster benzoyl peroxide aka OXY on favorite acne spots, they will disappear in days and won’t come out for a long time. I got this tip here. It worked for me so no harm in trying.

So you decided to try anything on here and it worked (or not) holla me. I’m out. Leaving you with my favorite song at the moment… if it’s not Taylor Swift. Pfft. Ok bye!

19th Century Coca Cola Ad

2010-07-31T09:00:00.000+08:00

I’ve been curious about old movies for sometime now. Last 3 days, I found one movie from the 1930s----cue drumroll--------Gone With The Wind! I don’t wanna be called pretentious but there is a reason why that movie is one of the highest grossing movies of all time. Please please go watch that movie if you have any sudden curiosity for old movies. Ok?

Chao!

The Yummiest Art

2010-07-29T22:40:00.002+08:00

…….is culinary art!

When in doubt, eat Domino’s. We must all have our own emergency food service. What’s yours?

Moving on.. I know it looks like I’ve been doing nothing but eating all the while I’m at home, seeing that my last few posts were either about food or restaurants. Truth is, I’ve been fasting for the past week, hence the obsession with food, though I assure you that’s not all I do.

It’s amazing. I cook when I’m desperately hungry. That’s one way to make myself cook. In the past few days I made chicken fajitas, kuey tiaw noodle soup, egg drop soup and nasi goreng (ceh. Nasi goreng pun berlagak). Have I reformed or what???

If you can just close your eyes and imagine me crying while chopping onions and shredding chickens. Cutting bell peppers into cubes. Finding the darned sawi at the vegetable lane in a supermarket alone (They all look the same to me!). I ain’t the tidiest cook, nor can I call myself a ‘cook’ but following recipes is pretty easy. It almost felt like……. like…. doing experiments in the lab. Doink. Can’t run from it.

When I have made something half presentable I’m going to post so many pictures of my ‘art’ that you’re going to mistaken this blog as a food blog. For now I’m going to cook behind closed doors, like how some people sing in the bathroom only where they should be until they’re ready to go on stage. Till then.

Take care dudes and dudettes!

I’m hungry For This

2010-07-27T12:12:00.002+08:00

1. If you lover betrayed you, what will your reaction be?
>Chop off his d... JK. Scream bloody murder.
2. If you can have a dream to come true, what would it be?
>To reside in Europe.
3. Whose butt would you like to kick?
> Rude people. Especially when they are paid for any service.
4. What would you do with a billion dollars?
>Geeky side would say invest. Fun side would say run half of it to the ground, buy a cherry red Ferrari and Prada handbag =_=
5. Will you fall in love with your best friend?
> Never say never.
6. Which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone?
>Both!
7. How long do you intend to wait for someone you really love?
> As long as it takes.

8. If the person you secretly like is already attached, what would you do?
>Forget about it and try move on.
9. If you like to act with someone, who will it be? your gf/bf or an actress/actor?
>Hugh Jackman.
10. What takes you down the fastest?
> Hunger and lack of sleep.
11. How would you see yourself in ten years time?
> Still listening to Jon Bon Jovi!
12. What’s your fear?
> Roaches.
13.What kind of person do you think the person who tagged you is?
> Its one that have bad grammer.
14. Would you rather be single and rich or married but poor?
> Rather be somewhat rich and happily married.
15. What’s the first thing you do when you wake up?
> Go to the bathroom.
16. Would you give all in a relationship?
> Depends.
17. If you fall in love with two people simultaneously, who would you pick?
> Let them battle to death, who comes out a winner gets me. LOL.
18. Would you forgive and forget no matter how horrible a thing the someone has done?
> I could hold a grudge for a long time.
19.Do you prefer being single or having a relationship?
> 50-50
20. what do you want to do the most in your life?
> Spend the rest of my life with the guy who wins the battle (refer to question 17) and live in a cute mansion on a green hill or a beach. With one or two horses. Oh! And a cat too.

Thank you for reading! Come back soon.. I’ll be sure to post something. xoxo.

I Learned…

2010-07-23T07:33:00.000+08:00

Saturday Night is Family Night

2010-07-18T13:42:00.002+08:00

As a family, like the wolf pack, usually my dad would assume the role of decision maker. He does not favor western food, Italian or Mexican. He doesn’t even like pizza that much and he would buy us a constant supply of chocolates but he never touches them. You’d never find him in Chilli’s or TGIF or Italiannies. Only on that odd father’s day that we ‘forced’ him to take us to Bubba Gump Shrimp and even then, he ordered a kiddy meal.

Food he usually agrees to is anything Asian. Japanese, Chinese, Thai, Indian, Pakistani, Arabic--you name it. So on Saturday night, we jumped on his offer to dine out. “Bah let’s go to Hadramawt!”.

Thing is, my dad has been singing praises over this place for the past 2 weeks, after finding out in Egypt that Hadramawt is in Malaysia. If you’ve been to Rawsha and enjoyed the food there, you’re going to enjoy the food here better. Price-wise is more or less comparable to TGIF.

The place makes you wonder whether you’re actually in an Arabic country or in Malaysia. There weren’t many locals inside and the place was swarmed by Arab families. The place looked pretty exclusive, very cozy and very Arabic.

The food is of course SEDAP. Delicious. Mouth watering. Say it however you want it. You can tell just by looking at the pictures. [I’ll never be a food blogger because I get too excited at the sight of the food that I forget to snap pictures until everybody is halfway through their food =P]

More pictures of pretty little things. We had hummus and green salad for appetizer, lamb madghout and chicken kebab for main course. Then we had Arabic tea which by the way, smelled so good.

We hang out for a bit, until it was 11.30 before realizing it was raining heavily outside. (Told you the place was super cozy.)

So yeah. That was my Saturday night. Nothing wild, just a very nice dinner outside with the familia. My youngest brother was the happiest one, being allowed to stay up past 12. I’ll be back soon. There’s a lot to report. Ciao!

Inception and Eclipse Blow My Mind

2010-07-15T23:49:00.003+08:00

Hie everybody out there! Especially those who do not know exactly what to do with their lives (but working on it!). So today I watched Inception at Mid Valley. Christopher Nolan is the man! My introduction to his directing style came in the form of the Prestige back in 2006. I knew immediately that one, he doesn’t make movies for us to sit back and relax. Two, his movies aren’t for new couples on dates. Because his movies doesn’t give us a chance to breathe or stop thinking. It’s like watching a puzzle but in visual form. And after his movies, good luck talking about anything else.

I rate inception 8/10 on the Christopher Nolan scale because he deserves to have his own scale. His movies aren’t comparable to others but if it is, then tell me, I’d love to watch it. It’s just brilliant, mind blowing, mind numbing fun you think you’re running with the characters throughout the movie.

Leonardo Di Caprio. OMgosh Leo has always been on my list to watch for ever since he appeared in Titanic (I was, and still am a big fan of the big ship). He’s amazing. I love Chris (old friend) just for choosing Di Caprio to star in the movie. The way he chose Hugh Jackman (swooooooooon. Those abs. The accent. The height. The smile. The voice. I love you!!!!!) in the Prestige, he’s just unstoppable.

Honestly my mind is still reeling from watching Inception this morning. Owh by the way, if you’re really in hurry, go to the Gold Class counter, ask for the movie that’s about to start. In my case, I asked for the one starting right now! Make an exasperated face for extra measures and thank the lady at the counter graciously. I got the ticket in 5 minutes instead of waiting in line for 30 minutes. Another smarter idea is to book the ticket earlier.

Woosh. Hotness.

Yesterday I went out with Bella (yes BIG coincidence) and we watched Eclipse. Sighs. Eclipse didn’t get me reeling like Inception did but it wasn’t meant to do that. Eclipse is dreamy. Eclipse makes me green with envy. While Inception is like working on wall street, Eclipse is like an extended holiday on the beach. Twilight haters: oh please just get over it. It’s meant to be an escapism.

Those are two must-watch movies this month. I’m ganna take a short break from the cinema and maybe buy more cetak rompaks. Eat microwave pop corn while at it. If you’re wondering why, let me explain in one word: unemployed.

I’ll be back sooon. OMG I miss writing. I know I’m a geek. Bye.

Pulau Pangkor

2010-07-12T03:18:00.003+08:00

I finished writing this post, when suddenly the laptop crashed and deleted EVERYTHING. So to recap my trip in short: the plan was a simple 2 days 1 night stay, filled with activities from day to night. At the end of it all, felt more like a one week stay.

This holiday was a 5 star holiday just because beautiful things keep cropping up during our stay. The sunset at 7.30 pm was GORGEOUS. It was the right time of the year to visit Pangkor. Water has never been that clear. A very long rainbow greeted us in the morning. Plus, the special treatment given to us because it was off-peak season. Can you say private island?! AAAAAhh love love love.

Highlights of holiday not in picture: Watching world cup together in hotel room, searching for night cab, war with monkey, afternoon swim in the pool, disastrous volleyball, the 4 round banana boat ride, floating in the sea watching sunset!

Sounds Like Taboo

2010-07-08T22:03:00.002+08:00

It’s Wednesday night. Me and family perched in front of the tv after dinner together. We were watching history channel. Sounds perfectly natural right? We have this habit of watching the Universe series together.

I love it, my brothers love it, my dad loves it, and my mom, not wanting to be left out usually joins us but happily doing so from the side while reading magazines. It’s like the only thing on tv that doesn’t cause a remote war between my brothers, or an eye roll from me, or a resoundingly authoritive “no” from dad.

Instead we sit together like happy bunnies for the one hour show. A basket of laundry to fold and seated happily, waiting. Then “The Universe” flashes on screen. I was like YAY. LOL. It was gay but whatever. Then the title continued :Sex in space.

I stopped folding the tshirt, and my 20 year old brother gave an audible hah? with gleaming interest in his eyes. The rest just kept quiet and pretended the tv didn’t say that.

So how does one deal with awkward situations (and disappointing ones given that I was looking forward to this show) involving something as unspeakable as that. What do you do when all of a sudden flashed an explicit topic on screen that’s practically taboo in your family, as if inviting you to discuss it with your family like a forum competition??

What I did was to pick up my laundry basket and said “I’m out of here”. I honestly can’t watch anything that topic with my parents and my little brother around. No matter how academic or scientific it is. It’s just weird and I’d pray for the earthquake or thunderstorm.

So maybe some people could sit through the entire thing with ease and with their parents and 11 year old brother but I’d rather do a drunken drag queen impersonation in front of the class than watch that with the family.

Seems like dad changed the channel. My mom back in the kitchen and brothers doing their thing. So much for family tv time. I’m just going to wait for the next episode. Back to desperate housewives. Alone. Ehem.

Till then, take care!

Wise Man Warren Says

2010-06-24T18:01:00.000+08:00

Warren Buffett is one of the people I look up to. He’s always coming up with brilliant quotes that made me think. Some of my favorites are written down below:-

If you hit a hole in one on every hole, you wouldn’t play golf very long.
If you don’t make mistakes, you can’t make decisions.
There comes a time when you ought to start doing what you want. Take a job that you love. You will jump out of bed in the morning. I think you are out of your mind if you keep taking jobs that you don’t like because you think that it will look good on your resume.

You know why I bother with quotes? These people have been successful in life so I thought heeyyy tips to be successful too! Ever since I had that realization, I just started favoring quotes. Maybe it’s a weird reason but whatevers.

Last Weekend and Father’s Day

2010-06-22T17:46:00.012+08:00

I haven’t been online for quite a bit. Life has demanded more effort from me than to lounge around. I wanted to write a lot. In fact I thought of writing everytime something remotely interesting happened in my life. You know what they say about writer’s block; or was it just laziness? It’s probably a mixture of those two.

For those who know me, you’ll be fully aware that I’ve very recently been relieved of student duty. I’m not sure I can tell you how I feel about it. It’s like bowl of Thai Tom Yam, sour, sweet, a little spicy and sometimes salty.

I’ve been around and about. The week was fulfilling to say the least. Me and mom had a girls day out, spent the weekend with kenduris and “spring cleaning”, went for a job interview on Wednesday yada yada.

Sunday was Father’s Day. Our family is really weird when it comes to celebrating mother’s day or father’s day. That’s because we don’t. Yesterday happened in the spur of the moment when my youngest brother suggested we went to Sunway Lagoon. Off we went just the three of us: me, my brother and my dad.

I wish I could put a leash on my 11 year old brother because he’s super duper HYPER like hell and dashes all the time. And me, I’m really paranoid of losing him in the masses of half naked people. Not that half-nakedness have to do with anything. God knows how many times in the past that my brother was lost and found in a drain or something like that.

And guess who did I ran into? Hugh Jackman..........!!!! We bumped into him with his wife, and we played in the tide pool together. Just kidding. If only life was like that.

Later we ate at Bubba Gump Shrimp. If you’re at risk of high blood pressure, I really do not recommend this place because you’re definitely tempted to try their “20 types of shrimp!” or macaroni and shrimp! Another one was shrimp hearties! I’m definitely shrimped out for the next 2 weeks.

Father’s Day was fun. Let’s leave it at that. Hope everyone had a nice weekend!

It’s never too late to wish Happy Father’s Day! When was the last time you spend the day with your dad?

Universiti Teknologi Petronas in 100 Words

2010-06-14T00:22:00.000+08:00

Serene. Green. Taman Maju. Bandar Seri Iskandar. Hot. Humid. Isolated. Competitive. DC++. TV series. Movies. Nasi Lemak kukus. Air cond. Pocket D. Dance Mat Competition. Ipoh.

Swimming pool. Tennis court. Morning swimming laps. Beach ball. Field. Lake. Fishes. Kayak. Basketball hoops. Sports carnival. Convofair. MAKK dinner. Midnight mamak. Birthdays. Midnight trips.

8 o’clock lectures. Academic buildings. Labs. Tutorials. 15 minute classes. 10 minute walk. Cool rainy days. Crazy dance mat competitions. UTP Open. UTP close. Dance classes. Camping classes.

Hot plate. Cooking instant food. Room makeovers.

Mahathir talks. Adjunct lectures. Late night movies. Late night chats. Shopping trips. Groceries shopping trips. Cannonball into the pool. Pool photo shoots. Pool scandals. Beach balls.

Wearing sweater as if it’s winter. Relieved that we’re shielded from rain at academic building. Green green grass. Flora and fauna. Big lizard. Colorful birds. Owl.

Monthly mega shopping trips. Bicycle rides. Rollerblading at the park and falling down. Touching fish. Jogging in the evening. Outdoor carnivals. Jetski on the lake. Mini bike. Go-karts.

Late night laughs. Late night snacks. Mini makeovers and salons.

Exams crikey. Study week. Presentations. Professors and Associate Professors. Drowsy and hungry in class. Backbenchers gossip. Sleeping mates.

It’s been five years, guys. Forgive but don’t forget.

The Days My Shampoo was Called Johnson’s Baby Shampoo

2010-06-02T23:16:00.000+08:00

I dunno about you but getting sick makes me nostalgic. In the afternoon, I went out with 3 things on my shopping list: a cough syrup, a Johnson’s baby shampoo and magazines.

First I went to Carrefour, looked around like I usually do then went to the children’s aisle. I browsed the entire Johnson’s line and remembered those times when I used to stare at them in my bathroom at the age of 5. It felt weird picking the shampoo up, because I remember the smell and how my mom told me to look up so that shampoo doesn’t get into my eyes.

Carrefour didn’t have a pharmacy unfortunately. I checked out with only two stuffs, waiting behind a white lady who had a truckload of stuff like papers and sauces.

I went to 7 Eleven to pick up my mag and went to the pharmacy to get a cough syrup.

Tonight, after finding out the cough syrup didn’t work, I went to the doctor’s with my brother (cos I lost my glasses and couldn’t see a speck).

On the way, we stopped the indian bread motor guy(I’m not being racist, but over the years it’s always been the indian bread motor guy, never chinese motor guy or malay motor guy) and bought two plastics of kiddy junk food that we once salivate upon as 7 year olds.

At the clinic, the wait was fairly quick. I went in and brother wanted to tag along. After a thorough self-description of my illness to the doctor, he prescribed some meds. Suddenly out of nowhere he asked, “who’s this? Your husband?” all the while pointing to my brother.

I’m like WTF? I look old? That was the first thought that came to my mind. I took a look at my brother and with his super dense beard and moustache rivaling Gengkhis Khan’s I’m pretty sure it is him that looks 30. Damn. He makes me look old.

I don’t like looking too young, but I hate looking old. Who doesn’t right? Right?

Poking Fun at Twilight

2010-06-01T10:51:00.000+08:00

I love Twilight but you gotta admit that sometimes fans go overboard with the Twilight mania. It's so ridiculous. On the other hand, there are people mocking twilighters. The videos are hilarious, I just had to share.

Little Critters

2010-05-30T23:34:00.002+08:00

Hello. I'm writing this just to show that my hamsters are still alive.

Saturday night I decided to give a little freedom to my pet hamsters. I set up their fence (which you can buy at major pet shops) and let them go wildddd.

The fence is about RM125, which isn’t too expensive I think. Anyways they serve their purpose well when cleaning hamster cages and you need a place to contain the little critters (that’s a brand name is it??) and cardboard boxes do not work because they chew their way out in 5 minutes tops.

That’s Kasturi and Cholte facing off in an attempt to secure their own territory. Whatever. I don’t usually put them in a cage together, so during outings, they tend to waste their time doing unnecessary things like this.

Hamsters in hamster playpen. I had to keep a look out the whole time they were in the pen just to make sure they didn’t try something creative like climbing the fences or biting on the other hamster or even biting on my carpet =_=

This fence would be perfect for a small hamster type like roborovskis or chinese hamsters and less for syrian hamsters like mine because they’re so huge and though they don’t realize this, if they put their whole concentration on breaking through the fence, it would give way. Usually it takes them about 15 minutes to figure this out if I’m not watching.(Past experience.psshh)

Hamster food heaven. Giving them some treats in the treat box. Totally made that up. Sometimes I just feel like they should help themselves that’s all.

I’ve always loved and always will love animals (except creepy crawly roaches and the likes) but when my mix persian cat Figaro went missing a long time ago, my family was devastated and afterwards just got hesitant about keeping pets.

That’s why I wanted something small and manageable. I started keeping hamsters because I thought they would be easy to care for. Yeah, that and another tiny little fact that most people seem to miss is that they die easily. So it’s not ‘easy’ to care for hamsters. They’re delicate and sensitive and once sick, they die fairly quickly. But they’re also like little teddy bears with unique personalities which I’m sure would surprise many people in the beginning. I was.

Their fur is really dense and soft. It’s like having a squishy toy that’s alive. So I’m really happy to have gotten them. My hamsters would be almost 2 soon. Love them! Love them!!!!!!!!!

Vid below.

Hamsters Are Too Cute!

2010-05-23T22:19:00.002+08:00

Final paper of Final Exam tomorrow!

Thoughts on Graduating

2010-05-23T16:36:00.000+08:00

I’m in the middle of finals. That means I’m graduating soon! I’m just relieved that it’s finally over. But I’m ganna miss my friends and the freedom I had here. It wouldn’t be the same. Going back to living and relying financially on parents is going to be tough.

Actually I wrote another post before this one but it was just depressing talking about being nostalgic and how I will always remember the view from the window yada yada. So I deleted it because graduating from college is something big. I made it, we made it. Well, almost.

And we’re officially adults.. Though I still feel like im 18. Must be the time warp in utp.

I’m going to write more about utp before I graduate. You know those Lord of The Rings movies which took about 6 years to film. When they wrapped up filming they said, “LOTR has been a big part of our lives for the past 6 years. We bonded with each other, had fun and created something great. It’s going to be sad to leave all that behind.

Exactly how I feel. But what the heck. 5 years is long enough. Next! :)

Engineer’s Guide to Cats

2010-05-21T14:09:00.002+08:00

This cracked me up. Had me laughing the whole video..

p/s: Engineering background needed for maximum impact.

Hold On

2010-05-05T22:39:00.002+08:00

You can be ambitious, passionate, hopeful. But how do you ride the stormy waves threatening to bring you down? By being perseverant. A bunch of singers came up with their own versions of ‘perseverance’ but I’m personally touched by this particular song because it’s full of hope.

Song 'Hold On’ by Michael Buble, king of remakes.

My Most Unused Gadget

2010-05-02T11:59:00.004+08:00

This is a story about how on a whim, I bought my most unused gadget of all time.

One day, my mom, two brothers and me went to KL to look for a new home pc. This is a decision we made after sometime, considering our home computer was as ancient as the dinosaur and hums like one too.

So the whole morning was dedicated to bargaining with the sales people at low yat plaza. We got a pretty good deal and a swanky looking CPU. We were happy. This was when things went wrong.

We should have went straight back home. But we didn’t, thanks to flashy shops and our inability to look ahead in a straight line.

To cut the story short, I entered a pda/pocket pc shop on the ground floor and came out with an HP Ipaq pocket pc. And it lay in my desk drawer forever more.

Btw, this was purchased 2 years ago.

Moral of the story: Go to the mall, get in, buy your things, get out. And oh, keep your eyes on the straight path ahead.

Happy Weekend!

2010-04-25T13:38:00.002+08:00

Let me sum up my week in 10 words:

hectic.sleepless.instant noodles.papers.final year project.sweat. cry.dance off.euphonius.glee.

OK maybe that’s 14 words. I had a super week with ups and downs. If my week was the stock market, it has crashed and rose 200% and gave those stock brokers a heart attack.

Anyhow I’m craving for papa rich’s milo dinosaur. I could do it myself but it always tastes better when somebody else does it for me. *grin*

Hope everyone is having a good weekend! I’m out!

Rain Jacket

2010-04-14T21:35:00.001+08:00

I want one. Who knows when I would need it?? Rain is unpredictable here!

Quote of The Month

2010-04-13T18:38:00.000+08:00

"The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched. They must be felt with the heart." - Helen Keller

Mind Purge

2010-04-08T00:00:00.000+08:00

Some people are able to view the blank ‘create a new post’ page as their best friend, whom they can spill everything to. I, sadly am unable to do that. That’s why this is a rare moment and I’m going to enjoy it as much and as long as I can.

When I start feeling like I’m losing myself, I’ll be homesick and I need to go back to reconnect and rethink and center myself. In other words, I have to calibrate myself or I’ll go on a downward spiral. I was reaching my limit by the time weekend comes by, what with projects, assignments, book reports and the whole shebang.

It is 4.55am and I’m not asleep yet. It’s a very loong day. There was the boring class, the unbearably draggy train ride home, and the unexpected HUGE family gathering that I didn’t know about(and my parents played hosts, so naturally, I played the very much reluctant co-hostess.) Nonetheless I had a ball, it was fun! I mean when is a family gathering not fun? But at the end of the day, all I wanted is a quiet peace time alone in my royal bedchamber(pardon the Princess Diaries reference). And I got what I wanted, after what felt like the struggle of the century. I’m finally in my room.

And I think I’ve calibrated myself. I’ve organized my thoughts, I’ve put away unnecessary worries and anxieties and I’ve reconnected with my self. I dunno. Maybe I’m weird like that. Sometimes I feel so lost in the shuffle that I dunno myself anymore. And it’s very panicking when you don’t trust yourself with a decision or unsure of what you’re doing. I really admire people going from one thing to another without fuss or needing this “time-out”.

I for one, dislike following an advice without thinking it through and making sure it is what I WANT. So yes, I admit, this career week, on top of other million things has spun me off the orbit. I couldn’t make up my mind about what I’m going to do after my degree. On one hand, a job as an engineer in an oil and gas company is the natural path to take, given my academic background and qualifications. Notice I mention ‘natural’? And since when do I make ‘natural’ decisions? I honestly don’t think I would make a good engineer, if only the reason is that I’m not passionate about it. (PLEASE god. Future Employers, if you read this, do not penalize me because everyone is entitled to the thought process. Right? right??)

I don’t like being mediocre, and I fear that’s what I’ll be if I go on doing something I’m unsure about. Then there’s the question(outside influence) of me wasting 5 years of my life doing something that I don’t follow through. At this, I have to disagree because I grew up alot in utp. ALOT. Miles and miles. I could name a thousand things that has changed for the better over the past 5 years. One of them being the sheltered, selfish, pampered brat that I was but let’s not go into details. Remind me to make a list of things that have changed in 5 years.

And most important is that while I admire the work of an engineer, (kudos. hail. hail.) I couldn’t possibly be one. I had 5 years to think about it and I’m sure now. I’m not going to bombard Baker Hughes to apply for a drilling engineer position. US dollars salary or not, I’m not going to be bought by money, only to do something I don’t feel for.

Okayy It’s waay past my beauty sleep time. I need to crash. xoxo

Educational Post

2010-03-22T15:37:00.001+08:00

writer's block	73 up, 21 down
	1) A period of time when a writer's mind is completely blank and drained of any kind of inspirational essence. They are unable to write. They start to bang their head against the basement wall. It bleeds. They scream and shout in agony. And finally, they pray that the pain from this blunt physical trauma and the sight of the sweet sweet catalytic blood finally gives them SOME kind of weak-ass idea.

Something Rocks My Socks

2010-03-12T11:33:00.000+08:00

I’ve followed Apple products closely for the past – lets say about 10 years. The first time I saw an apple product, I thought, what a beauty. The monitor was orange! Then I saw Elle Woods carrying an Apple laptop in Legally Blonde. I loved it.

Then they came up with the ipod which is pretty much revolutionary, but for some reason, I didn’t buy one, instead going for a Creative player which was twice cheaper and twice the amount of memory space.

When the Iphone came in, I was tempted. But my phone was perfectly fine and had everything I needed and it’s tiny, which I like because I really prefer to store everything in my jeans pocket.

I endured my best friend changing from ipod shuffle to ipod nano to ipod video to ipod touch. Plus she also bought an Imac—the apple laptop, and sent me on many trips to the Apple center in KL.

In 2010, they introduced another gadget. The Ipad. Yes, the name is silly. And yes, it reminds people of that certain time of the month. But man, the product trumps the silly name. And I think I’ve found MY APPLE PRODUCT.

Eye Candy

2010-03-09T17:15:00.000+08:00

My favorite trio from Harry Potter. Speaking of eye candy, I’m all for Casey James, Lilly Scott, Didi Benami, Siobhan Magnus and Andrew Garcia in American Idol!!

A Totally Random Scary Fact

2010-03-07T20:59:00.002+08:00

Siblings

2010-02-28T17:14:00.002+08:00

Penang, November 2009.

xoxo

Change of Scenery

2010-02-27T15:30:00.002+08:00

Yesterday, we went to the beach. The beach didn’t have white sands or crystal clear water. It didn’t even have strong waves. But we went together, we had sun shades and cameras and extra change of clothes. So everything’s good and dandy.

xoxo

Oh Edward Cullen

2010-02-23T18:44:00.002+08:00

A normal guy would say: “I love you Baby!”
Edward Cullen would say: “You are my life now.”

Normal Guy would say: “I think I am falling for you.”
Edward Cullen would say: “The Lion fell in Love with the Lamb”

Normal Guy would say: “You hair looks like a haystack; go brush it!”
Edward Cullen would say: “Your hair looks like a haystack… but I like it.”

A normal guy would pick a random song from a random artist and dedicate it to you.
Edward Cullen would sing you a song he wrote for you while playing the piano.

If you die, a normal guy would find another.
If you die, Edward Cullen would kill himself because life without you isn’t worth living.

(“Well, I wasn’t going to live without you..” He rolled his eyes as if that fact were childishly obvious. “..but I wasn’t sure how to do it. I knew Emmet and Jasper would never help so I was thinking maybe I would go to Italy and do something to provoke the Volturi.”)

As you leave the house, a normal guy would say: “Bye, see ya!”
As you leave the house Edward Cullen would say: “Come back to me, love.”

(He smiled my favorite smile. “Hurry back to me.”
“Always.”)

As you come back home, a normal guy would be watching TV and wouldn’t even notice.
As you come back home, Edward Cullen would be welcoming you by playing the piano with a song just for you.

(“I heard the music before I was out of the car. Edward hadn’t touched his piano since the night Alice left. Now, as I shut the door, I heard the song morph through a bridge and change into my lullaby. Edward was welcoming me home.’)

A normal guy would wait for you to make him breakfast.
Edward Cullen would make you breakfast everyday.

While you are both out for dinner, a normal guy wouldn’t keep his eyes off the sexy waitress.
Edward Cullen wouldn’t even notice the waitress was a female.

A normal guy, while driving, would keep one hand on the wheel and one hand on the radio.
Edward Cullen, while driving, would keep one hand on the wheel and the other attached to yours.

While far apart in different places, a normal guy would say: “I miss you.”
While far apart in different places, Edward Cullen would say: “It’s like you’ve taken half myself with you”

A normal guy wouldn’t care or notice if you had nightmares.
Edward Cullen would sing until your nightmares went away.

(“Do you want me to sing to you? I’ll sing all night if it will keep the bad dreams away.”)

A normal guy does it with everyone.
Edward Cullen only does it with one.

-------------------------------------------------

He’s just too much… but the guy has been living partner-less for hundreds of years so I totally understand. Edward rocks my socks!

p/s: I haven’t got time to write anything these days so I’m just ganna share lots. Spread the love.. peace out!

Desaru, Johor

2010-02-21T15:06:00.003+08:00

I had a very lovely chinese new year. Hadn’t had the slightest inkling of what’s to come for the holiday, but Desaru was f-ing awesome. The waves were big, the beach was sandy white with plenty of white lounge chairs. We swam, we sang, we danced under the stars, we played frisbee and ate cheezels at 12 am while watching Twilight on TV. Oh holiday, you should’ve lasted longer.

xoxo.

Delectable

2010-02-07T20:29:00.002+08:00

Hi there. We’re going into 3rd week of final semester. We’re doing good. We’re losing sleep, but not for work yet. We’re scared but we’re determined, like those crazy bungee jumpers at the edge of a steep hill. We’re trying to have all the fun, strengthen ties with all the people and beat the crowd to classes. Because this is our last semester in college, and suddenly we wanna do everything we didn’t before.

A Wise Person Once Said

2010-02-02T15:11:00.002+08:00

“Every day may not be good but there is something

good in every day”

Jolly Weekend Message

2010-01-31T00:56:00.002+08:00

It’s either that you don’t have the time, or you don’t feel like blogging once a new semester in college commences. There’s just so much to do i.e. girls day out, attending lectures, pool gathering/party/playing and in between you’d just wanna take a chill pill. If you’re wondering about project work and assignments, yeah, it’s somewhere in there.

Even though I really look up to those who update their blogs on the go—someone once updated their labor process, no kidding—I’m just not one of those highly motivated to report that I grew another zit or that I’m going to the college mart in 5 minutes.

Point is, I will try to post twice weekly if things go well. I always post to keep my interests in check, so if the posts seem sluggish, means that I prolly have got no interests in insects or chimpanzees during the week.

Thanks for stopping by! I’ll post something else soon.

pic credit: inmagine.com

They've Got Comedy Clubs

2010-01-24T11:53:00.001+08:00

I found this interesting, so I'd like to share it with you.