LACUNA

a not-so-dramatic-return to blogging.

2011-04-12T21:37:00.002+08:00

hello...

sorry i have been a slacker...

my first entry in about a yr and a half...

even my earnings of RM0.01 a week frm nuffnang's advertisement is a ripoff frm my part...

so to mark my return to blogging...

a page filled with updates like how i'm in full time employment and ms. single and available no more was planned out .

BUT...

I just spent 5 minutes trying to figure out the url which was blogger.com... duh!

and then another 20 minutes and numerous failed attempts of figuring my own username and password...

me shoo tired me shoo sleepy now...

me think the yummy updates can wait for now...

but until then this still COUNTS as a RETURN to blogging ENTRY... :)

gotta get rid of the holiday weight...

2009-09-19T11:40:00.003+08:00

too much sinful food during the holidays.... me think!

i did put on a little weight on the thigh area during the holidays...

ok....
maybe not something to be smiling about...
i did put on ~~a lot of~~ weight on the thigh area....
ok fine... A LOT!

welll.... dun fret... dun fret
nothing to be alarmed about...
at least i'm 'proportionate'...

the calf is extending too :)

ALTHOUGH....

not so proportionate is the difference between the left leg from the right...
u know i haf no idea why for some reason alll the nutrients seem to be focusing on one leg and not the other!!!!!!

yeah u'r bloody damn right i did a miracle by doing this balancing act!
takes me hours to get myself up in this position and pose....

BUT...

i'm not the only one...
me new housemate ISLA is putting on the extra kilos too...
and in incredible speed too...
trust me... watch the vid below!

isla doing her happy dance....

dun think moving into a flat together is a good idea now...
we're getting fat together...
HAPPPILLY!!!!

warning: video below contains disturbing images of a fat belly...

pretty alarming for two size(d) 8 people...

me think we're a size 18 now... :(

Dig-A-Dino

2009-09-16T11:38:00.001+08:00

my holiday's ending... and i'm starting school on monday.
obviously not as confident as i was few months ago... the holiday has slowed the brain down and i think my IQ has dropped a good ten points since...

holiday was well spent with children age 12 and below...
probably the mentality that suits me to some of you...

but it's pretty disturbing when:-

i) i find myself enjoying a good bowl of coco rocks for breakfast while watching two episodes of Phineas and Ferb back to back

ii) i can distinguish the differences between bakugans, gormitis and gogos...

iii) i said yesss to aliens in the attic one saturday and actuallly found it quite errrr entertaining....

iv) i actually laughed out loud in the cinema... much louder than the 6 kids i went to watch the movie with...

I'm in such a sorry state that i'm convinced the ppl in BPP (my new college) would find it hard to believe that i'm actually a first class honours student...

life choices are different now...
I did choose to spend time excavating a mini replica of a t-rex skeleton from a plaster block for young padraig phillips instead of revising for an online test due 2nd week of september...

it's reallllly funnnn.... so fun that i was a tad bit disappointed when melina aka padraig's mum called me yesterday telling me that i should be happy to hear that my 'job' of excavating the dinosaur was completed by eoghan aka her 11 year old son...

it was never a job..... it did give me hours of fun imagining that i was a palaeontologist to be honest...
I was actually looking forward to assembling the pieces i dug out from the plaster block in October when i return to Newcastle....

sigh....

anyho... life as an ADULT student starts again...
and to some who needs updating... i'm currently in Leeds... for at least 9 months...

the short hiatus

2009-08-31T11:59:00.005+08:00

do excuse my lack of updates...

but...

i'm still on a high...

a lot has happened in the past one month since i last updated...

like obtaining a first in my law degree and then being the recipient of an award that 2 months ago i could only drool upon!

~~i swear to g*d i did not pay the dean or sleep with any of my lecturers to get this~~...
*truthfully...

and then I turned 24...

picture above taken on actual birthday showing that age has prolly caught up
the usual birthday glow was substituted with complete haggardness and maggoty pale skin
the in-denial self is blaming it on theresa though...
mental note to oneself: should not take pictures next to theresa chin so as to look more outstanding in future...

but
thank you theresa for celebrating me bday wif moi...
~~although you managed to steal the limelight from me on me special day!!!!!~~

am now just a year shy from hitting the quarter life crisis...

unfortunately not much wiser....

and lastly...
am somewhat honoured to be featured in the local newspapers back home...

pic courtesy of sammy poh!

pretty shocking that i was also featured in Sin Chew Jit Poh (?!?!)
yes, i do not know the proper spelling of the newspaper because i'm a banana who could only read 3 characters out of the entire article (my name included)

not so honoured is how my picture's colour resolution came out totally off from its original copy.
i suppose that sin chew jit poh prolly thought it was more marketable that an ah lian was featured by giving me a super LALA hair colour to go with the already chinky face!

ooo... SEPTEMBER's here...
and i promise 2 update as much as often now...
*puts on innocent grin*

12pm UK time

2009-07-02T12:25:00.004+08:00

it's killing me...
i'm nervous... i'm anxious... i'm scared...
the tummy becomes voluntarily unsettled at the thought of the release
as though flaming liquid shit is gonna piss outta me asshole every 5 minutes...

and that.... i have to bear for another 7 hours..... argh!
pray dat i do welll.... PLS....

update:
it's 1.35pm UK time now...
n i'm over the moon...
thank u GOD 4 ur blessings.... and thank u close frens n relatives 4 ur kind words n prayers....
i am proud of myself too

i love tuzki...

2009-06-27T13:26:00.004+08:00

join tuzki's facebook group n save 43 of its emoticons 4 ur msn...
it'sssssss sooo cute...
who wud have thought a noseless n mouthless bunny wud melt my heart like dat!

i'm back

2009-06-23T12:09:00.004+08:00

i'm finally home in kuching...
it's near the end of the month and finally an update from me.
the tight and busy schedule that occupied most of my time in Newcastle cannot be blamed this time for it's just pure laziness.

*some of you are of the opinion that much of my time in newcastle has been devoted to late night drinking and clubbing... i, however, beg to differ for my books have been given equal treatment only no photos were captured as evidence of such nerdy times.

i, for months have anticipated the heat that have waited patiently for my return. so much so that a hype was build around it just to make my peers in the uk jealous of me. it, however, took only two minutes for me to embrace the tropical heatwave before i find myself missing the colder British weather.

reason being that although the body adapted almost immediately to the different time zones, it could not with the immediate change of climate. the body was unable to release heat thanks to much smaller sweat pores that were out of used for 9 months. while most malaysians were sweating and releasing heat the same time, i remained dry and burning inside.
a week has passed. now i sweat more than two pigs combined and the shower is my new hangout place at home.

* and to think that at the very moment this picture was capture, the mind was trying to recollect the tropical heat back home.

am glad that there are no mentions of any weight gain since coming home from bread haven, only one or two, who's prolly due for their regular eye check up soon.

* daily bread consumptions in the uk hardly changed my figure as you can see my tiny breasts remained tiny compared to aaron's.

only a week since being back home, the list of local food written across two pages has been proudly and gluttonously consumed. maybe this time, when i head back to Newcastle, friends there would notice the slightly rounder ass and belly. or maybe the defensive phyllis might emerge once more and accuse them of not checking their eyesights regularly. but until then, i shall enjoy the company of my family, my beloved pooch and friends.

*the pooch is still d same old pooch i left 9 months ago... came back right in time for her 4th birthday...

am heading down to damai this weekend as i think the sun and i are in need of catching up. hopefully, the planet's only source of natural light will not be too excited with the renewal of our acquaintance as to burn me maggoty pale skin badly and turning me into a lobster just in time for my graduation. a slightly golden tan is what am looking for thank you. :)

* and yes.... this is how i dress to the beach in UK

your project of turning me into a ball backfired

2009-05-24T08:52:00.003+08:00

it's exam month again...
hence the lack of update...
but in 3 weeks time i'll be home....

at the moment... dun worry...
i'll haf plenty of sleep
i'll go out for strolls for the de-stress
and i'll eat healthy!

i even got me a spanish chef to cook my 3 meals and care for my legendary binges...
and as if that isnt enuff...
he'll do the cleaning up after that too...

reason for being oh so kind...
his early projects of turning me into a ball
BACKFIRED
and with only less than a week b4 he heads back to spain...
he'll seize every last opportunity....

appropriation

2009-05-17T02:04:00.006+08:00

appropriation,
i have committed none,
to take him for my own use,
was never blatantly done.

sorry for causing the insecurities,
sorry for all the concerns,
but silly silly you...
and all your f*ckd up paranoia.

chain him if it makes you happy,
make him your prisoner if you please,
he was never mine in the first place,
and will never be!

go ahead... keep you're better half,
who is your everything and the world,
because my world stays the same,
with or without him.

so i say welcome,
for the times i defended you,
when he came to me,
annoyed at you and doubtful of the relationship.

because you see,
appropriation of someone's feelings,
i have committed none,
just you and your covetous self.

ooo the fly's out

2009-04-19T17:31:00.001+08:00

come on... give it a guess...
who is this celebrity who seems oblivious to the cool breeze down under...
clue: mr. receiver in brokeback mountain

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yup
MR. Gyllenhaal...
oh i dun mind giving him a helping hand...
seriously!

bt with a face like that...
i'll haf that zipper down just a lil while longer *wink*...
little jakey might want a lil peek of the outside world...
hehehehheheehehe

watch the flowers grow

2009-04-17T13:15:00.002+08:00

we said goodbye to the miserable winter and hello to a beautiful spring...

winter has officially scared you for life because 12 degree celsius suddenly feels awfully warm...

bt a nice walk down by the river (where you can find half the town) is nice...
especially when you've forgotten the nice warm feeling of having the sun warming the tip of your nose...

and a nice HUGE CHEESEBURGER to keep your tummy happy too...

irene, you know what's funny...

2009-03-31T20:59:00.008+08:00

phyl attended a ball... yeah....
remember the 2 years in curtin she refused to attend any of its prom night...
even when she was nominated for the miss curtin thingy...
which until today she still finds rather hilariously silly...

fast forward 5 years later...
phyl attends her first ball!

(phyl n isla... her date 4 d nite...)

and isnt it funny that she chose to where a cheongsam to go with her already chinky face!
what's hilarious is that when she looks into the mirror, she sees an image of a chinese prostitute or a waitress working in a chinese restaurant looking back at her!

phyl dedicated her speech to food.... very unconventional 4 a Why i should be Queen of the night speech... unlike the other three nominees who were sweet and very 'feminine'...

and you know what is even more hilarious irene,
it was miss curtin nightmare all over again!
phyl was nominated to be Queen of the night... together with her uber chinky face and the red cheongsam which was gettin a lil tight thanks to phyl's glutonny ideas of guzzling down food and having seconds!

like miss curtin, phyl tried her best to make a fool out of herself...
comical relief they call it!
phyl's about me was a special dedication to food and food alone.
she proclaims her love affair with food and refused to talk more just in case the next course was being served!

and the comedy continues...
phyl actually won!
f*ck irene.... the craziest one won!

and you know what was the funniest thing all night...
a little happy from the sips of wine phyl had before taking the crown...
when asked how she felt about winning the crown...
phyl hilariously said...
am just really glad i borrowed this dress i suppose..... IT'S NOT MINE!

hahaha..... phyl's being phyl.... yeah irene!

i'm coming home

2009-03-23T11:51:00.001+08:00

i'm missing this bugger so much...
am coming home!

for a month ;)
12/6 - 11/7
cant wait 2 c all of u buggers soon....

things you do when you're bored

2009-03-07T01:41:00.001+08:00

location: angel of north, newcastle
photographer: proyap
volunteers: phyllis & isla

am gonna watch butt play

2009-02-26T22:15:00.001+08:00

an early surprise came in the post beginning of this week...
my precious precious football ticket to the Newcastle United v Manchester United match...

can u tell am super excited....

however... am sitting next to the fans of michael owen, nicky butt and damien duff...
u all must b questioning my act of betrayal...
well... it was much easier purchasing tickets supporting NU since i'm in newcastle... dat's all!
i mean i still haf dreams about ryan giggs n i okay....

no worries... i am aware of the fanatic NU fans...
therefore... i've been practicing...
my YES.... is now a NO!!!
and my usual high pitch GOALLLLLL has been substituted wif a low pitch disappointed OFFSIDE!!!!
n if dat doesnt help... am off 2 poundworld to buy me sum duct tape...
fish lips need to be sealed...

life, zest, growth

2009-02-17T10:59:00.001+08:00

the perfect word to carry on my back...
(16/02/09)

karma isnt always a b!tch

2009-02-11T11:10:00.001+08:00

i mean how could it be....

it got me a pair of ugg boots...

i miss mummy n daddy

2009-02-02T13:52:00.002+08:00

sigh...
i miss the joyous atmosphere you feel on festive seasons...
with your closest friends and family visiting you galore...

i miss seeing red...
on the walls, on almost every child and adult
and on that lil rectangular packet that comes with money...

i miss the overplayed chinese new year songs...
yup...
even the chinese new year jingles that i used to find so irritating,

i miss all d cny goodies n the never ending big reunion dinners...
stupid me for throwing a hissy-fit
just for putting on the extra weight last year...

i miss them all...
and i think i'm losing my identity...
chinese new year is the only time a banana like me feels more chinese than ever.

this year has been far too quiet for me.
just a bowl of mee sua...
to keep me happy...

it tasted sooo much like home though
and with the warmth of the soup and great company for the night
it was enough to keep us warm during a cold winter night.

(yoko ono exhibition in Baltic Contemporary Art Musuem... a wall dedicated to mums
with me sticking my masterpiece...)

bt chinese new year is all bout family reunion...
funny... cuz mine's really fuckd up then.
mum n dad in singapore, sis in japan
and me in newcastle...

(my masterpiece... and of course i love daddy too)

i guess it took me 6517.95 air miles
for me to realise that...
chinese new year isnt bout the amount of money you receive in a red packet...
or the new clothes your wearing
or even all the glorious food
it's about being with your family...

oh boy...
i miss them lots.

quick updates frm an accident-prone

2009-01-25T18:21:00.002+08:00

i've been extremely busy since posting my last entry...
i had eva over frm the 17th-21st in between a packed timetable with an assignment due on the 23rd...
and in true phyllis fashion, i managed it all bein an accident prone like i always do..

like knockin off my glass n spilling water onto my books,
tripping n almost breaking my ankle (thank god no one saw dat!),
lost 1 pound found it n lost it again,
wasted 3 cds burning the wrong data,
burning myself wif an iron while ironing *alamak...

am pretty sure dat'll scar me 4 life...

and almost popped a blood vessel trying to blow eva's mattress up!
i hate being clumsy... i really do!
sigh...

p/s: btw the length of my hair now is just above the shoulders... the ah lian dye is gone... all gone...
oh n totally random... eva thinks i'm vain... pfft! wad is dat?

oh and...

happy chinese new year!
(my first cny away frm home... sobsssss)

von and yien

2009-01-16T21:06:00.002+08:00

eva's coming to visit me...

YAY!!!
and no worries...
i'll make sure she goes home with a hangover...
*wink*

little miss pretty

2009-01-13T11:30:00.003+08:00

if there's a movie role out there for the most beautiful man in the world, nobody will fit it better than orlando bloom.
with killer cheekbones, dark hair and brown eyes, who would have thought he could pull off a blond wig and blue contact lenses and still lookd s good.
come on... we all fell in love with the ethereal elf Legolas Greenleaf...
nobody ever looked dat sexy carrying a bow and arrow... ROARRRR

unless he's a neurosurgeon who looks uber hot in dark blue scrubs, then legolas has met his match in dr. derek 'McDreamy' shepherd...
Inheriting his good looks frm his irish ancestors, Patrick Dempsey has wonderfully dreamy blue eyes...
talk about McGorgeous...

and isnt it coincidental that both orlando bloom and patrick dempsey turn a year older and definitely hotter today...
January the 13th...
which also happens to be the birthday of a beautiful soul... ever so alluring on the inside and exquisitely beautiful on the outside...

HAPPY BIRTHDAY THERESA!!!!
have a good one...
miss u miserably lots
(i wanted to give u a birthday call like the one aaron gt bt i cudnt get thru...
:( it cost me 2 pounds just for the operator to tell me you couldnt be reached at the moment
OUCH!
and since i cudnt gt to u and u dont have facebook, which u should have by NOW *hint*hint*
i tink a blog dedication will do me just ;p)

p/s: issit me or do u find all january 13th babies to b eye-catching too?????

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william hung
(born: january 13, 1983)

hahaha... maybe just a coincidence then...
love it that we learn something new everyday!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY U GUYS!
kekekeke

turning two...

2009-01-03T19:24:00.002+08:00

two years of writing to myself and letting others scrutinize me...
every move and sentiments made known...
some were foolish... appalling even to yours truly...
some were rational... hoping to inspire.

lacuna turns two today...
and 172 posts later...
the reason for her existence remains the same...
no masquerades, no mendacity...
she becomes the journal i turn to while i stoically face the harsh reality of life...

as the sun sets...

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

as the sun sets for the last time this year...
reflect...

*beat*
08 has change me forever...

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i CAN finally COOK :)

HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!

UPDATE:

believe it o nt...
bt i, in my new 5 pounds top, was completely sober this new year!
kekeke...

an irish x'mas

2008-12-30T23:58:00.014+08:00

there's a reason why i've been missing in action all christmas.

i was down in the countryside in Ireland WITH no internet access and where there are more cows than cars.
my very first christmas away from home.

i know... amazing isnt it...
spending Christmas in Ireland... the land of Ronan Keating... mr. Irish man whom i fancy back in the days when puberty first hit me.
sad to say, Mr. Keating has now been replaced by one Eric Bana... who is smoking hot!

Same old christmas for the past 22 years of my life... little did i know, Christmas this year would be so different.
a standout from the crowd is that, it's d first time i'm celebrating christmas with a crowd so different from me... frm the colour of the skin to the hair...

here are my Christmas 08 highlights....

i) being able to force myself to swallow every pea and carrot (that i so despise) every meal for 8 days...

ii) the excitement in the children's eyes and their screams of joy that still reverberates in my ears on Christmas morning...

iii) My pressies.... i love all the presents i got...
frm the sweater to the pajama, the beautiful pen to the book of sudoku puzzles and the lovely bracelet to the warm scarf and gloves... i love them all!

iv) the beautiful scenery that greets me everyday.

v) the many frens i made...

vi) the poker game that won me 30 euros.... ;)
yup... uhuh... Phyllis won a poker game...
my god... until today am still amazed... talk about beginner's luck!

vii) the ability to be a child again... where nothing is too tedious and playing will forever be sacrosanct.
viii) the opportunity to meet Bob and Roxy... two lovely four-legged pooches that helped heal my 'dog-fur deprive'...
ix) the Guinness Factory... that i visited

and the two times i had to guzzle down guinness out of respect cause the Irish sure love their Guinness!!!!

x) the splendid Christmas that made me one happy girl!
Guess i was a good girl the whole year to deserve this...
Thank u Santa ;) best christmas gift ever!

HAPPY BELATED CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!

now the celtic...

2008-12-16T19:52:00.002+08:00

i have a penchant for buying unique necklaces from countries i've visited...

the 7 yr old porcelain maori necklace from New Zealand is still an occasion wear.
a tradition symbol frm the maori tribe that represents bravery...
a treasure...
that gave me confidence at my lowest point in life...
that gave me courage when i felt lk giving up...
that gave me bravery when i felt awkward standing in midst of multitude...

then there's the famous dreamcatcher from Canada that had a special mention for it's brief malfunction.
bt i remember having wonderful dreams wearing it...
dreams that make you smile in your sleep...
dreams that tell you that it's gonna be a great day ahead...
dreams that tell you, you're not alone in this world...

3 days ago... we welcome a new addition...

a celtic mood necklace from York...

the celtic represents the time of the Viking's expansion to the British Isles during the period known as the Viking Age...
and what's cool about this celtic necklace is that, like a mood ring, it changes colour according to your emotions based on its thermochromic elements...

ahh...
the love for unique necklaces...
this shall be on my neck for a long while...

newcastle ada pasar malam juga

2008-12-06T13:34:00.002+08:00

yeah baby!
phyl's one happy child this week.
snow greeting me in the morning and Christmas Market shopping by night.
did i ever mention i love Newcastle...

boy it sure feels more 'christmassie' here...
my sorrows of missing the pasar ramadhan back home has been compensated with this X'Mas Market!
it has plenty to offer...
international stalls from all over Europe
selling wide range of products ranging from food to scarfs to woolly jackets and even plants!

German Hotdog stall greeting us at the mouth of the market.
no pics of the hotdog bt i tell u it's HUGE.
prolly s big s brad pitt's ding dong...
nt dat i've seen it bt it has been mentioned in several magazines dat his johnson is as good as 8 inches long.
talk bout 'mouth-full'.

cool stall selling bonsai trees and dreamcatchers...

traditional dutch pancakes...

macaroons...
yummy...
well mayb due to my undeniable love for coconut too...

cool transylvanian art...
very pretty... very pricey!

smelled no different frm d rubbish chute at my apartment
arghh...
CHEESE
fermented cheese!!!
bleuk!

stall frm finland selling winter wear and cute husky dolls...
bet shell would love one...
speaking of which... shell if u fancy one... leave a COMMENT!
will post it 2 u...

olives!
bet u'll nvr c dem display in dis manner back home...
europeans r crazy about olives... i dunno y!
my spanish hsmate eats his bread wif olive oil n salt...
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apparently it's VERY 'normal' in spain!
tried it... didnt like it... i'll pass...
shocking 4 such an obsessed bread lover lk moi 2 pass on bread... even i'm shocked!

unique way of selling waffles too...
in boxes...

talk about a whole different culture and an eye opening experience...
first time walkin in2 a market that was neither hot nor stuffy...
i was not fanning myself for once... and instead of short shorts n a tank top...
i was in my bulky attire of thick winter coat n a puffy scarf...
bt i still miss the pasar malam back home tho...
satay, keropok lekur, ayam panggang.... omg...
*wipes saliva off keyboard*

sigh...
i mean belacan sting-ray sure beats eating macaroon any day man!

i'll huff n puff n blow u away

2008-11-29T12:32:00.002+08:00

how am i gonna survive this?
how am i?
the autumn coat is officially in the closet now...
the winter jacket that makes everyone look lk a snowball is out for a reason!
i'm cold... and it's jus the beginning of winter...
there's a rumour saying it'll be a freezing winter this year...
far colder than the past few winters in recent years.
GREAT.... am 'so' looking forward to it!

it's miserable being sooo cold...
and my god the wind in UK isnt very friendly at all..
(click on the vid below to c )
talk bout FORCE of nature...

i'm literally being blown away everytime.
sucks being small!

brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

2008-11-22T10:45:00.002+08:00

IT SNOWED LAST NIGHT...
and it was beautiful!

UPDATE

it snowed again on Sunday morning and it painted the entire town white...
it was so wonderfully majestic!

not so majestic was the outfit i chose to wear out...
snow ball fights, snow gliding and snow angels carried out...
with a grandpa looking pajama pants.

bt who cares bout the outfit it u'r having fun... rite?

hood hoot

2008-11-15T01:40:00.003+08:00

last saturday i was in Nottingham for the annual Nottingham Malaysian Games!

two buses carried 92 northumbria students from newcastle to nottingham...
apparently the less-athletic students were there to cheer for their fellow university mates that represented their university in friendly games of football, netball, tennis and badminton!

bt i had other ideas... i did not pay fcking 14 pounds to tie my hair in ponytails and carry stringy pom-poms around... i was there to explore the COUNTY!

and with only 11 hours to explore the county... i was determine to visit the two places that nottingham was rumoured to be famous for...

i) nottingham is the county where robin hood originated...
coolness
so i was there taking pics with the famous Robin Hood statue...

bt could hide the shock face when i spotted the chastity belt!
(LoL!)

ii) and nottingham is the only plc in the UK where you can find the restaurant franchise that made...

white tank tops and orange short shorts as the official uniform for its waitresses...

and according to some, the only restaurant that offers the 5Bs...

(Beer and Babes with Big Boobs and Butts)

Beer....

Babes with Big B**bs and Bu**s...
(ok you can omit me out of the pic if u like...)

the all important 5Bs to any normal guy....

yes... am talkin bout HOOTERS....

the restaurant, that every guy who has a fascination with huge lady humps (like one emeric teo i know) dreams off.

bt i'm nt every guy...
i dun need the 5Bs...
so thankfully the cheesy hot chili fries i ordered was very good....

yup... uhuh... that stayed as my deliciously tacky for the nite ;)

Nottingham was fun... very beautiful indeed...
and guess wad... our university lost...
OOPS!

losing the ass

2008-11-07T14:37:00.002+08:00

previously... it was
'i keep losing weight bt it keeps finding me'

now... it's
i've lost both the weight and the ass...

i miss those bumps that helped fill in my jeans everytime...
i miss the cushion feel i gt when i sit on stone-chairs...
i miss the ass charm i used to possess as i stood amongst ass-less chinese girls...
(i *sadly* dun haf that magic anymo!)
pffft....

i miss my ass... :(

halloween

2008-11-02T18:02:00.004+08:00

how was your halloween?
mine was pretty crazy... and i say that with an impish glint in my eye!

BUT... allow me to recuperate from two nights of partying and i shall face the harsh reality that i'm getting too old for this.
the best part of halloween was of course the dressing up!
i had sooo much fun shopping for the right outfit, the right make up and then putting them all together and designing them!

for this year's halloween, i went as envy...

portraying envy was a little challenging...
apart from the facial expression...
i practically had to be green the entire night...
as the saying goes GREEN wit ENVY!
so i got myself....
a beautiful green corset dress from Morgan n Co.
green hair extension and
a lovely green hairclip from New Look... and i was all set...

and so were the other six deadly sins too... allow me to introduce them to you...

ANGER...

LUST...

GLUTTONY...

GREED...
SLOTH...

PRIDE...

and here are pictures taken from the entire night...

gluttony, envy and santa

joker and evil leprechaun

witch and greed

the devils

nurul, the island princess

between devil and angel

witch, pimp, zombie, angel and dr. seuss/cowboy

a witch and a dracula in between the devils

jason, commander and witch

zorror, batman?!?!?! and ju-on

envy and china-doll

G.I Jane and Envy

and before i end this post....

nurul and i would love to wish something to someone who means the world to the both of us...

A HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY to

Samantha Poh...
we miss you lots!

(p/s: check ur mailbox in a week's time ;b)

scotland

2008-10-28T22:20:00.004+08:00

there are four places (and maybe more) in the world you have to visit for eye-catching breathtaking sceneries.
New Zealand, Canada, Switzerland and Scotland.

and with my weekend gateway (with isla) to Scotland... Switzerland becomes the sole country on that list that i'm yet to visit.

6.25 in the morning... train ride from newcastle to scotland

Scotland was breathtaking... exactly like how movies had portrayed it to be, the scenery was wonderfully majestic.

'scotland' taken from the train

and for three days, my eyes were treated to the beautiful landscape it had to offer...
perth, scotland (not perth down under) was our destination...
it is a small town north of Edinburgh where isla's maternal family chose to inhabit for almost over 60 years now.

here are snippets of moments captured by the lens of my camera while i was there:-

here's isla's grandma who is truly an inspiring lady.
60 years ago she traveled all the way to Scotland from Germany alone... without knowing a word of English and picking up the language later only by reading comic books thrown by a 7 year old who lived nearby.

the marble cake she baked was delicious...

we helped by cleaning up the 'mess'....

the miserable cold walk to isla's aunty anita's plc...

isla's favourite aunty anita...

the view from aunty anita's plc.

wind blowing the tree

chillin'

staying warm by the fireplace

isla's nephew Kieran, who broke his leg

signing the cast.

i've finally tasted cock-a-leekie soup.

Scotland was freezing but it was a much needed gateway...
and now i'm back in newcastle with two layers of jacket on.
It has been a very cold last week of october and we're expecting snow tonight.

oh n btw... i'm officially 8 hours behind you guys back in malaysia...
the cold miserable winter is coming... FAST... as we speak....

call me!

2008-10-23T14:42:00.002+08:00

i've finally gotten a skypephone.
a much needed gadget cuz the internet line in my halls of residence sux.
and the great thing is...

my skypephone is actually...

a handphone with a normal line in it... just with an additional skype program installed in2 it.
the beauty about it is....
the phone is portable.... well a lappie is too bt wad's a lappie w/o wireless connection rite...

so i can be contacted anytime of the day now....
minus the early mornings la...
i'll b moody then....
i wont b all sunshine and butterflies to you!

and the best thing is...
most of my friends here have the skypephone...
so we call each other for FREEE!!!!

and my frens back home...
can call me for freeeee tooo... or i can calll dem for freeeeeeee
all we need is skype :)

so add me on2 ur contact....
skype nick: (mok.phyllis)

calll me! (just remember i'm 7 hrs behind you.... welll soon to be 8 hrs by the end of oct)

so just CALLLLLLLL ME!

one of the 7 deadly sins

2008-10-20T23:04:00.004+08:00

well some people are born with great metabolism rate...
like dad, who's metabolism rate works in rapid speed...
no visible tummy for someone who eats 6 meals a day at age 59.

sadly there are some who are less fortunate.
and as quoted by a friend...
"cows can eat salad everyday and still be fat!"
fucking blunt but true.

i would love to think that i've gotten alright metabolism rate from dad though.
i eat 6 meals a day here just to keep myself warm...
and the great thing is...
there are still no signs of a burgeoning tummy.... (yet)

hungry duck! (notice the opened beak from the shadow)

i've been a hungry duck...
and it's very alarming
with the very fact that i've transformed into this gluttonous monster...
yesterday alone,
i ate fried noodles, spaghetti, steak with rice, lasagna and pepperoni pizza...
all in reasonably small portion...
but just enuff to make me satisfied the entire night.

eating has suddenly become the comfort i seek during the miserable cold weather.
and it doesnt help that jingles from food advertisements reverberate constantly in my ears day and night!

am i scaring you yet?
well if i did...
i've done a fair share of scaring myself too.
and mayb this is me in the near future...

that'll be pudgy phyllis...

but as of now, i'm pretty much the same!
i still love bread...
i still can fit into my clothes...
and i'm not the little round ball that everybody back home prolly assumed me to be

ok maybe here's a little proof...
just in case you're in doubt....
isla could still carry me after
an episode of guzzling down an entire plate of steak and chips for lunch.

SEEE.... i'm not that heavy.... YET!

psst: halloween is just round the corner... mayb i shud dress as gluttony?
(might need a fat suit for dat!.... or mayb nt?)

foster

2008-10-13T12:30:00.002+08:00

autumn is finally here.
the trees have painted the town gold and red...
so very pleasant to the eyes.
most mornings, i'll walk out to the streets...
just to catch a glimpse of the changing colours...
to see leaves covering the ground below
and the smoke coming out from my mouth as i breath out.
i've finally adapted.
Newcastle finally feels like home to me...

aoife and i up on the tree in wallington.

hanging on the kitchen wall is a map of the world...
and on that map, i'm the furthest from home.
but, i dont feel alone anymore.
the loneliness that made other emotions queue in line before they could make themselves known has finally dissipated...
and now i can feel again...
thx to the housemates who are now family.
thx to close friends here and back home who have kept me strong...

eoghan waving from afar

and thx to the family that i've committed myself to every weekend...
and the three children... i've learned to love,
eoghan (pronounced as o-wen) the eldest,
aoife (pronounced as e-fa) the princess,
and padraig (pou-ric) the baby...

baby padraig smiling for the camera.

they make me smile every time...
about the silly little things they do...
but then, they are the ones who remind me...
what a family is and should be...
and that life doesnt just revolve around you, books and parties...
but each other.

family picture drawn by padraig that's hanging on my wall

last sunday night,
as i was sitting on the sofa watching tv,
padraig came to me
adjusted himself onto my lap
put his arms around me for a little hug
and placed his soft cheeks onto mine...

and for a moment there,
the worries of not being able to fit in in this alien world... stopped
i felt whole again...
and for a moment there,
there was no gap in life...
as the lacuna was filled.

so how's your raya so far?

2008-10-06T11:59:00.006+08:00

sooo are you all done stuffing yourself with nicely wrapped ketupats, colourful kek lapis, and the spicy savoury taste of the rendang, curry and ayam masak ____ (add colour of your choice).

i fcking miss raya food.
i spent raya morning bundled up under my blankett, missing home... and then dragging my ass to school.

by afternoon, i was with miss nurulle in a kebab shop.
no rendang or curry for us... no kek lapis, no air syrup... just a kebab, that was enough for the both of us.

nurul cooked rendang the night itself.
and it was just the right kinda spicy 4 our standard...
to the european housemates who tried, it was burning hot. LOL!
we 3 tiny malaysian girls (isla, nurul n i) with the help of the rendang of course made the 193cm espanyol dude cry.
kekekekeke.... malaysia boleh kan!

quick updates from a pyrophobic

2008-09-29T00:02:00.004+08:00

i) so i've been cooking my own meals (well two of them).... one turned out really impressive and the other was a disaster.... bt i've kinda upgraded myself... i'm not as pyrophobic as i was before.

ii) i'm becoming fast friends with many different people from different parts of the world this past week... and it's great that i'm learning something new everyday.

spanish, german, french vietnamese, malaysian and cypriot

cypriot, malaysian, malaysian, norwegian.
(welll we actually took a group pic... bt i lookd damn cina in it and we had about 30 of us, more than half of which i didnt talked too... so 4gt it)

iii) i've finally tasted reallll english fish and chips, which was fcking huge btw... and ate it the real english way... sitting by the bench or along the roadside.

bt yeah... it was too greasy tho... i didnt really liked it....
and we all lookd lk immigrants from different country, because the english people had occupied the bench behind us and were prolly enjoying a sea of international asses that were presented in front of them.

iv) i'm tiny here... surprise surprise... but i'm always hungry!!!! (prolly a way to catch up in size)
back in malaysia... i'm huge... ok wait... i'm average... bt i was never tiny...
my shoulders are officially armrests for the hsmates when they are tired... one standing at 193cm and the other at 175cm.

v) i'm finally accepting newcastle. it's strange and hard at times, bt i'm alright. i'll survive.

newcastle being top 8 best night life in the world, you see drunkards everywer in town everynight.
and they are never cold?!?!?! i'm in my coat and shivering and a girl cud jus walked past me in a tube and micro mini skirt as if she was in the tropics or sumthing...
i really do tink dey haf build in heaters in their body...

vi) well i guess, i'm coping with this new place and new found independence and responsibility... but i do miss home. soooo the veryyyy much.
and i miss speaking manglish, bcuz i cant here. i have to try to articulate every word i'm saying just so they can understand me...
and of course, i miss my frens and family back home...

and bcuz she can never communicate with me on facebook, skype o msn...
i misss my four legged bitch the most.... ;(

UPDATE

vii) i hate that the walls here are super thin.
and to illustrate my point...
the other day i was on my toilet bowl... and just as i was about to get started, my hsmate had to enter his bathroom which was jus next to mine... and started his shower. i sat there in bewilderment for a minute... if i could hear him, he prolly cud hear me too. and then he started whistling... and i knew that instance that poop operation had to stop.

home

2008-09-21T21:00:00.004+08:00

a white welcoming card pinned on the noticeboard stood out against the dark blue background. it had a picture of a home with smoke coming out from its tiny chimney and my new addressed typed onto it.

'Welcome to your new home' it says... but am i ready to make this my new home?

Camden Court

the place does feel homey... i have an en-suite (bathroom attached) and a big kitchen shared by 3 other housemates... but when my parents left early this morning (after settling me in), the emptiness grew... the room became bigger, the four walls that surrounded me became colder and soon, i found myself hiding under my blanket, with eyes wet and my breathing a lil heavier.
suddenly it was only me in this world that i did not understand.

but i'm ok now.... have been for 12 hours and have to be for 10 more months.

i'm adjusting... i have to.

pics of room taken by dad

the cousin said, this is the time where i will learn to understand more about myself.
the morning cry already showed a chink in the armour.
guess that's part of being an adult... to endure emotional stress stoically... not like a kid who freaks at the thought of responsibility.

spot the sextoy popping out frm the window?

well at least i'm staying in a friendly neighbourhood where the neighbours do have a sense of humour...
and it doesnt suck that my flat is pretty diverse.
we have a malaysian indian who is doing law in room one
a spaniard doing business management in room two
a malaysian chinese doing law in room three (me la!)
and a norwegian doing TESL in room four.

copying silhouettes

2008-09-17T08:44:00.002+08:00

Colchester claims to be the oldest recorded town in Britain going back to 77AD when Pliny the Elder first mentioned about it.
The town is a mixture of a very modern town centre, very very georgian museums and a Roman castle.
i'm a sucker for georgian architecture. there's something about it that makes everything so grand.
Hollytrees was a very grand Georgian town house built in 1718 and was occupied by the wealthiest families in Colchester. Now, it is a museum that tells the tales of life back in the days.

and in that museum, we were transported back to the past before the inventions of the washing machine and the camera...
we spent the longest time trying to draw our own Victorian silhouette, one of the limited options of having your portrait taken. Silhouettes were expensive as it took a lot of dedication and time to draw.

i offered to draw my dad's silhouette and as he sat there still and not moving a muscle, i traced his outline from the reflection i saw through the little peep hole. it gets a lil confusing at times... takes a lot of skills which i obviously lack!

it was believed that an accurate outline of a person's profile could reveal the person's personality. For instance, a large nose tip indicated anger while a high forehead showed intelligence.

my work of art.
pretty accurate ey!
notice the large nose tip *giggles*

i was next. bt i had trouble staying still esp with mum and the cousin giggling nearby.

bt that wasnt the only problem.
dad's a lefty.
and apparently, the light reflected from the peep hole makes it hard for a left hander to draw!
so dad's work of art turned out like this...

he gaf me a distorted nose with a strain of hair coming out from it.
-_______________________-"

going up north west

2008-09-10T23:33:00.004+08:00

taken from the in-flight monitor

it took me 20 miserable hours idling around unfamiliar territory, 15 painful hours on air adjusting to uncomfortable airplane seats and 3 different time zones before reaching destination: london!

close friends and relatives came to the airport to bid farewell. those who cudnt make it, left comforting messages through the net and mobile.

they all played a part in making the 'leaving' a lil harder.
aaron and fab crafted an album packed with memories of the good times shared together,
shell bought goodies for the legendary binges thx to stress and long miserable journeys and sam gave a tearful farewell!

i mishhh my friends already :(

long distance flights can be torturing... you cramp yourself into the puniest of space that they can afford to give and then you 'try' sitting/sleeping/eating on a chair that is so stiff and hard that doesnt support your posture or even fit your size...

great if you have considerate passengers in front, at the back and nex to you...
bad if the passenger behind the seat nex to you is a loud annoying sri lankan who prolly finds it hard to shut up.
worst if the passenger right behind you happened to be a long legged australian who had a habit of slotting and placing his feet onto your arm-rest because he didnt have enuff space for his legs which were prolly a mile long.
irritating if the sri lankan had lots of stories to tell throughout the entire flight and torturing if the feet behind you didnt back down... even after being hit (deliberately) by the inflight pillow, the inflight remote control and the inflight magazine...

the aussie dude apologised when he caught me lining up for the lavatory and even had the nerves to ask whether i mind.
well i said... NO i didnt mind but i wud have if he had smelly feet.
he prolly was lookin for a different reply... that response left him in shocked 4 a while before he went on to the next question.

and to have proof, i took a pic which eva called 'the sea cucumber pic'...referring the brown socks to the said delicacy... hmph -_____-"

eva made a wonderful long distance companion though.... well mayb bcuz she was a lot like me... she didnt annoyed me with stories like the fella behind her and her feet were kept within a reasonable distance from me. she slept most of the time... and woke up only when food was served... and after spending 36 hours together.... we finally went our separate ways... she to essex and me to a 3 hrs bus ride down to ware.

here's a pic of the glooomy brit weather for every1 to c...
and oh i think i'm suffering from jetlag too

UPDATE:
as of today, i'm 7 hours behind you guys back in m'sia ;(

last

2008-09-07T18:11:00.003+08:00

so packing's finally done
and i managed to squeeze in my life-treasures into two bags :)
pretty gifted in packing ey...

ok i lied...
(heh!)

i'm no houdini!
tho i wish i was... for bubbles' sake... :(
kinda 'tumpang' some space frm my parents' echolac luggage
and err the brown bag's packed wif goodies like maggi mee n nescafe
wad can i say, MALAYSIANS will always be malaysians rite!

guess i'm a bit more mentally prepared today then i was yesterday...
(no choice oso la)
ate my last kolo mee this morning...
and gave bubbles my last (and loooongest) hug just now...

meeting close friends who all insisted on sending me off at the airport later... :)
eva's boarding the same flight all the way to heathrow wif moi...
nice got kawan!

so here's GOODBYE and cya soon in a new continent everybody ;)

Leaving

2008-09-04T11:03:00.005+08:00

so here's my schedule (for those who's been asking)...

i can't believe i'm leaving... and to be honest i'm kinda apathetic on this...

well i dunno...
the excitement has been neutralized by the worrying thoughts of going to a foreign place and the need to be independent now!
i mean INDEPENDENCE is nothing like ambling down a park... no sir!
and i dun wan to leave my family, dog and friends for self-cooked "cuisines" and cleaning the toilet!

and oh God, i pray to you so i won't fall prey to temptations with my new found freedom in a city that has been voted top 8 best night life in the world...
~~booze boys pubs booze boys pubs football and BREAD~~
oh god oh god oh god!

gif me a blow job!

2008-09-02T21:40:00.001+08:00

“I asked for a blowjob at the hairdressers instead of a blow dry.”
-the great Penelope Cruz before mastering English!

there is something sexy about fixing hair yes?
apparently the brains behind the new comedy, YOU DON'T MESS WITH THE ZOHAN thought so too :)

adam sandler is Zohan the brutal Israeli agent who has jackie chan's flexibility and God liked speed (the guy captured a bullet with his nose!) but has dreams of being a hairdresser, snickering vulgarity (very Borat like) with his hair fetish and penchant for banging senior citizens.

adam sandler has been digging serious roles in movies recently and it's high time he came out with another brainless movie packed with frivolous humour, crude jokes and a corny ending!

sandler's a tad bit different in this one. for starters, his normal curly hair (wic i cant stand btw) is swapped with a George Michael's Wham-days-hairstyle and his usual whiny voice is substituted with a very very strong middle eastern accent! and is that a prosthetic crotch we'r spotting... i swear adam sandler was never 'dat big'. watched almost all his films (and NO i dont normally focus on dat area!) and i nvr recall it ever being dat big... and that arnie schwarzenegger bod... wer did dat came frm!

the movie served me a good 2 hrs of laughter bt the crude jokes made watching uncomfortable with my 16 and 13 yr old cousins. and it doesnt help that sandler kept thrusting his male pelvis every 5 seconds....

so corrupting the young minds aside, will i recommend d movie?!?!?!
die hard fans (lk moi!) will be entertained... ppl outside that fanbase... well i'm nt too sure.

JUST GO WATCH THE MOVIE LA!

Université Part 3: packing's a bitch!

2008-08-30T10:01:00.002+08:00

so that's my new place starting september 16th!

am i excited? yeah
am i worried? uhuh
am i scared? VERY!

and it doesnt help that packing has been a bitch! a hard core no nonsense bitch who shud b a NO NO in our society today!

mayb, it could be the indecisive nature of us WOMEN... i mean i would pack the bathroom sink if i could!!!!

dont look at me that way!
doesnt mean that i'm a woman and therefore i'm pre-programmed to know how to deal with this shit!

it's wrong putting me in such a position where i haf to pick and choose which bag to bring, which pair of shoes is good or bad for the COLD BRIT WEATHER!
and clothes.... argh! it's fucking hard packing for a four seasons destination!

omg mum just caught me packing...
n was appalled with the idea that i'm trying to stuff 5 pairs of shoes, 7 pairs of jeans and uncountable tees... sweaters and pullovers not counted yet....

mum shook her head, doubtful that i can stuff all those in and still managed to throw a pinch of sarcasm on her way out...
"you're not going there for a beauty contest... you're there to study!!!!"

pfft...
i'll show her!!!!

ahhhh... manage to shut the damn suitcase close!
(after much effort though... *wipes sweat off*)
i swear packing is a form of exercise, i havent sweat dat much in my life.

mum jus came in and saw the suitcase...
she's amazed... her daughter just pulled a houdini!

alright.... on to the next bag!

letting go

2008-08-25T21:12:00.005+08:00

the bond between the car and i is evident,
a special mention of her in my very first post,
when i had doubts in the unfamiliar territory of the blogsphere,
she gave me inspiration to start an entry.

she... a lifeless 1.0cc gold manual kelisa,
who was there with me through good times and bad times,
who shaded me from the rain, the blazing sun and portentous events,
she, who became a close friend,
she, who i have decided to let go today.

she wasn't beautiful 'outerior' wise nor was she interiorly,
but her metalic gold was just as good as real gold to me,
with a build that gave me nothing but comfort.

she wasnt as strong,
neither was she capable of running faster than most cars,
bt her four wheels brought me places that my own two legs couldnt.

she was my loyal companion for more than three years.
she has seen every smile, every tear, every disappointment and every joy.
she saw me become a woman!
and because of that,
she'll always have a special place in my heart...

i watched her go with a heavy heart today,
i didnt even wish her a proper goodbye.
and when dad drove home into the basement and parked,
soon the realization kicked in after seeing the carpark next to him empty.

a 7 yr old version of me appeared on the surface and pouted at dad,
"i miss her" i said with my ten octaves higher voice,
i blinked back the tears,
she was gone like a missing limb,
and it felt like a part of me was gone forever.

monroe sings...

2008-08-21T00:04:00.004+08:00

HAPPY BIRTHDAY
to...

kim cattrall (52), carrie-anne moss (41), hayden panettiere (19),
brody jenner (25), kenny rogers (70),
felicia toyad (24), sharlyn peters (23), liaw khang hui (23) and...
.
ME(23)! pics

UPDATE:
... and we welcome to the 21st August Club... lil baby zuma nesta rock rossdale (born: 21.08.08, parents: gavin rossdale + gwen stefani, sibling: kingston rossdale)

one nine eight five babies

2008-08-19T23:02:00.005+08:00

Ladies and Gentlemen,
i present you this century's best olympian (and prolly the centuries before and the centuries to come)...

Michael Phelps...
who should seriously consider wearing his swimming cap and goggles 24/7 because he looks less cool w/o them.
mr. phelps currently holds the record for most gold medals won in a single Olympics!
bet u all already knew that if u werent concentrating on his bod! he's kinda showing it off in the pic above... all eight of them!

the guy's unstoppable.
well almost...

Serbia's Cavic almost killed the party in the 100M butterfly.

(PHELPS left CAVIC right)

phelps made a critical decision to do a half stroke at the end as cavic glided to the wall.
phelps clocked in 0.01 seconds ahead of cavic.
incredible... for a guy who was in 7th place at the 50 M mark.

and phelps is only twenty-three making it highly likely that he'll be in London 2012...
and almost possible that he'll surpass Soviet's gymnast Larissa Latynina's (rank first in total Olympic medal) 18 medals spanning from three olympic games...
phelps currently has 16 ( Athens: 6 gold 2 bronze, Beijing: 8 gold)
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speaking of TWENTY THREE...
me best fren just turned twenty three today!
Happy Birthday Rachel Wong Pei Shan.
may today and the years ahead be as wonderful as u are....

heh... sorry i stole ur pic frm ur facebook :)

life as a bummer

2008-08-14T18:11:00.004+08:00

as september approaches, i realise my life being a bummer is coming to an end. for someone who is mediocre in every aspect, i'm surprised at how good a loafer i've become.

my holiday started in may... a much needed rest from all the damn law textbooks that dictated 3 years of my life like some celestial being. a week after my finals, i was still waking up at 7 in the morning and falling into impenetrable slumbers only in the wee hours of the morning... that was the fcking routine my body adjusted to thx to last minute revisions. some nights, i stayed awake listening to my heart pounding... worrying about nothing.

then the unthinkable happened. sleeping became my hobby. and for the entire month of june... i think i spent more hours on bed than out of it. that made me a gold certified bummer... beating dad who still has an income despite bumming (pensioner bah!), losing to bubbles who just when platinum.

when revenge of the 'sleep' served its course, i shifted my attention to the tv, couch and fattening food. bumming has made me lazy and inactive... eyes fixated on the tube, body heavily resting on the couch and the only time i get up to exercise is when my bowl is empty and i have to make the 13 steps trip to the kitchen for a refill... ahhh the penchant for junk food has made me appetite ad infinitum.

great to be a bummer leading an aimless life. sad that there's a yin and yang to everything. where there's a decrease in stress level, there's an increase to the numbers you see on your weighing scale. where there's an increase to personal spare time, there's a decrease in your personal IQ.

and until i start burying myself with books again, my IQ is rapidly dropping everyday. i get blonder by the hour and am nt proud of it.

calendars are suddenly becoming confusing to look at... days seem awfully long ~~(are you sure it's still 24 hours in a day)~~ a monday can suddenly become tuesday by noon and wednesday by night. who gets fcking confused by the days of the week... seriously!

sigh...

and then there's the 5 puny malls that you go to almost every week for the past 3 months just to kill time. there's the new collection you saw in mango that got you all excited two weeks ago... not so exciting anymore! there's the same old dress on the mannequin you wanted to get three weeks ago... looking duller and less attractive. there's the plethora of shops that is slowly feeding to your boredom.

and because you have so much spare time in your hands, a trip to the mall isnt just about shopping or window shopping anymore but rather being adventurous and trying out new stuffs... new stuffs being anything that is hideously ugly... anything u'll choose out of character... just for the sake of laughter and having a good time even if it means making a fool out of yourself and mocking the designers. of course, it'll be great if you have bummer friends tagging along with your madness.

even better if your bummer of a friend has guts to try on the ugliest romper ever....

did i say the UGLIEST romper ever... so hideous it's ludicrous. and thanks to that fashion display, i found myself juggling between an incessant laughter, a talking voice that had gone ten octaves higher, a bladder that was about to explode, a stomach muscle that was hurting and tears that were threatening.

bt oh... i love my life as a bummer and i dont ever want it to end... dont think gutsy friend too despite her's ending as we speak.

olympic and spandex

2008-08-12T20:15:00.003+08:00

everybody should be hooked onto the Olympics by now ~~who cares even if there's a report saying that the Opening firework display was stimulated, it was beautiful and u'r just jealous...~~

most tune in for the spirit of the game... some, to catch a glimpse of the hot hot athletes (u know who u are).
ting, here's a pic of Michael Phelps and his hot bod 4 ur drool fest :)

i watch because i love watching games.
i love watching champions crowned and dark horses challenging...
and i usually bawl my eyes out watching one's crowning moment! me.who.dont.even.cry.4.soppy.love.stories.weird.i.know.
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i have only one complain tho...
i find it rather hard to concentrate when athletes are dressed in ultra tight-body-hugging-spandex!

and it doesnt help that my eyes always subconsciously focus on a certain body part when it is prominent and protruding.

I know. I know. I know.
I'm SICK....
bt why spandex?????

swimming suits are still palatable... however not the suit u see in wrestling

it makes everything so VISIBLE...
the shape, the size...
OOOOoooOOOooo
looks lk the US-aneh-gymnast below is 'high' frm winning the bronze medal ey.

i find it rather challenging watching men's artistic gymnastic to be honest
esp. when a gymnast is doing such "acrobatic maneuvers"...

it gets pretty distracting... right? RIGHT?!?!?!

and trust me... there's no difference even if the pants is shorts...
i can still see d bulge!
OMG short shorts....

wrestling is another sport which i wouldnt watch if i followed the dictates of conscience...
i mean... wrestlers love to put themselves in really sexually perverse positions and one cant help but wonder....

sigh... bet u all think i cant wait for the track and fields event by now...
MORE SPANDEX I KNOW!
psst... btw i dun need u guys calling me lil' pervert.
trust me i know...
i feel lk d ultimate perv looking for pics and then making sure 'dickies' can be seen just so i can illustrate my point :(

unagi - ICHIBAN - fair

2008-08-08T13:19:00.009+08:00

Japanese are famous for their intelligence, their workaholic lifestyle, their ultra cool gadgets, their out-of-this-world hairdos, their wonderful cuisines, their addictive animes, their stimulating porn and porn vocabularies and during spring time, their beautiful sakuras.

But during the hot summer, Japanese are famous for their unagi... and because jap food has suddenly become the latest world phenomenon, it isnt surprising that the world is currently goin thru an unagi craze too. It's UNAGI season baby!

Unagi is a Japanese dish of grilled eel consumed during summer thanks to its various health properties which help Japanese people cope with hot and humid days.

so when sam invited me, together with four other bloggers to review Sushi King's current promotion, the 'Excellent Unagi Fair', i couldnt wipe that cheshire grin off my face because unagi is my favourite japanese dish right next to salmon

we were joined by Sushi King's manager Hoo Jet Son who was very knowledgeable when it came to ordering and eating japanese food and was super friendly the entire night... bet u can tell from the pic above.

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Unagi = Eel

Unagi Kabayaki or rather 'grilled unagi on skewers without rice' is a delicacy in Japan. Good unagi is best when it is crisp on the outside and tender on the inside and much to my delight, the kabayaki served was up to par. two thumbs up!

but if you're a sushi lover and prefer unagi served with rice, both unagi slice and unagi sushi are highly recommended.

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Creative Combo

then there's the innovative Unagi Roll. Using soy sheet to wrap the sushi rather than the more traditional seaweed, the sushi is wonderfully eye catching in presentation. The soy sheet is surprisingly soft and light and it goes great with the sushi filled up with grilled eel, omelette, cucumber and crabstick.

the Unagi Boat fits in well with Japanese's 'Kawaii-neh' culture... cute in presentation and wonderful in taste. Sweet beancurd served cold as the 'hull' of the boat topped with rice, grilled eel, sesame seed and shredded cucumber.

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Me HEART seaweed

gotta admit, i started eating sushi because of my un-denying love for seaweed.
so hand rolled sushi has always been my favourite cuz of the SEAWEED. Unagi Temaki is a must have... grilled eel, fish roe, omelette, shredded cucumber and mayonnaise... i always think mayonnaise and seaweed makes a great combo. my only complain is the manner in which you have to eat it. Jet Son said it compliments the sushi maker if you can stuff an entire sushi into your mouth... errr... thing is, i dun really have a big mouth do i. ;(

Unatama Roll is made out of omelette with grilled eel on top and seaweed flakes around the sushi. The seaweed flakes introduced a bittersweet taste to my mouth... the seaweed flakes tasted a tad bit bitter opposed to the sweet tasting grilled eel on top.

then there's the Unagi Manju which i give props for presentation. Tempura seaweed wrapped with grilled eel and topped with fish roe... unagi manju is very soft and tasted wonderful. has to be one of my favourite dishes that night. YUMMY!

bt my favourite dish of the night was *drum rolll please* Unagi Isobe Age.
i mean... DEEP FRIED GRILLED ELL WITH SEAWEED...
unagi + seaweed = a happy phyllis.
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Attention All Egg Lovers

i believe i consumed x10 more eggs that night than i ever had in the past decade. i am obviously not an egg person... never was so my review might be a little bias. Egg lovers, take note.
Umaki is grilled eel omelette and according to Jet Son, it takes a lot of time in creating a perfect Umaki. Tasted pretty much like an egg to me so i'll copy and paste irene's review. Apparently Umaki was her fav. dish of the night... -___-"

"... and then my favourite of the bunch: the Umaki. It's basically a piece of unagi wrapped in a tamago (Japanese omelette), and I loved it because the sweetness of the unagi complemented the egg really well, plus the texture of the egg helped conceal the slight sliminess of the unagi - CreativeBitchin"

Unagi Chawanmushi prolly freaked me out at first... MORE EGG! bt surprisingly, it tasted alright. It's a Japanese egg custard served with grilled eel and edamame which irene just taught me how to eat the night itself. Rather bland in taste (could be reason y i finished it), Jet Son mentioned that adding sweet sauce will make the dish much more tastier and it definitely did.

Unatama Don was the 2nd last dish served and my belly was already reaching its limit like a spring reaching its elastic limit. Unatama Don is steamed rice served with grilled eel, egg, seaweed and vegetables. Unfortunately, this is the only dish i chose not to taste... mainly because i refuse to 'devour' anymore egg. Both Kenny and Kim, who both tasted only a spoon full, recommended it though.

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BENTO

Unagi Bento was the last dish of the night and everyone was already feeling the effects of over-eating.

It didnt help that it was HUGE, grilled eel and vegetable tempura, omelette, deep fried fish cake, green soybeans, mixed vegetable salad, crabstick, japanese radish served with miso soup and steamed rice.

even typing that was soo much work!

The tempura is highly recommended because it reflects Japanese's triumph in both culinary art and cooking - where fried food should be light and fresh-tasting as opposed to heavy and greasy. I'm definitely heading back for this... when i start missing unagi of course.

i mean u cant blame me... 13 unagi dishes in a NIGHT... omg... if i had fast metabolism that enables me to stay rake thin, i wouldnt be complaining. But my metabolism isnt as effective as it used to be in my teens and i'm only 22!!!!

Sushi King's Excellent Unagi Fair is currently ongoing and will continue til the end of the month. A definitely must go, must eat, must enjoy event.
OooOOOoooOOO... lunch time, wad a great time to be posting this up ey :)

Special thanks to sam and kenny for the invite... and of course Jet Son and Sushi King for the wonderful experience. :D

subterranean homesick alien

2008-08-05T15:27:00.004+08:00

the coming september marks our third year making kasuma home.

and to think that three years back, concerned relatives and friends weren't keen to the idea of us moving from a semi-detached house that had the most strategic location to a 1,425 sq. ft. condominium that was a little too far from civilization.

bt both my parents wanting to be accustomed to an enrich and healthy living environment, were pro to the idea of making the prestigious 36 hole Sarawak Golf & Country Club our distinguished neighbour instead of the bustling streets of the city.

it took only a second for me to fall in love with the place and now i wake up every morning to the abundance of lush greenery and the majestic view of the never-ending sky.

what i enjoy most about kasuma is that i'm living 6 floors above ground, allowing me to enjoy a panoramic view of the area that surrounds me.
most evenings, i'll sit by the window pane to find solitude by looking at the breathtaking sunset...

or to catch a glimpse of the rainfall from afar... watching the rain, hearing the wind and then witnessing the dark clouds crawling and slowly taking over the clear blue skies above me.

and when the rain is done, one can sense that there is fresh growth just by witnessing the newly risen sun... so soothingly calm and shinning ever so brightly.

kasuma is unique in its own thanx to its dramatic 23 acre lake, home to thousand of different types of fishes and mirror to Mount Santubong and anything around its vicinity.

and then there's the swimming pool... the main contributor to my broad shoulders and the visible tan line at my back...

and in the eyes of mr. shenhan yeo, the pool also makes a good site for pre-wedding shoots.

and thank to mr. wedding photo enthusiast, i found myself awake early saturday morning.

edwin came along to help out with the shoot... mainly in giving feed backs, holding the flash and the reflector when the sun was getting too glaring.

and in case they sound awfully familiar, they are the duo who were the masterminds behind my group photoshoot back in june.

because kasuma is a private residential area where privacy is absolute and security is tightly controlled, only residents and their invited guests are allowed into the resort's compound.

so my job was pretty easy, i just had to be there because i'm a resident and in case the patrolling security is suspicious of shen and gang, at least i, the kasuma resident, could clarify any doubts.
the simplicity of the nature of my job also made it dull and to make matters worst, i only had a good 4 hours of sleep the night before. so i was yawning and bitching in between takes but i was certainly glad my job's level of difficulty is nada as opposed to edwin's...

who at times had to stand in awkward positions, holding the flash or the reflector just so that the picture will turn out like this ...

good job guys.

oh my... all this kasuma talk is gonna make my leaving harder. i do hope Camden Court, the in campus accommodation offered to me by Northumbria University is homely... or i'll be one subterranean homesick alien...
well mayb not subterranean homesick alien (i just like the radiohead song that's why), i've got my UK Student Visa to prove that... just a homesick alien... :(

chinky- chink - chink

2008-08-01T23:50:00.007+08:00

miss nurulle asked me once in class after careful observations of a fellow course mate originally from china...

'how come chinese people from china look different from malaysian chinese like you people... they haf higher bridge and sharper nose when your nose is just flat and round?'

she caught me offguard and the gazillion brain cells in my head just couldnt process a good enuff answer. i replied something gibberish and i could tell nurul was left wif an unsatisfying answer... but you haf to excuse nurul's prone to melodrama that being part of her elaborately constructed persona...

i've gotten used to it over the year knowing her as a coursemate and a friend... i should be thanking my lucky stars she didnt notice china man's defining jaw line and high cheekbones as opposed to mine...

nurul's ego-crushing question however left me pondering back to the time when sam helped me with some online generator that analyses one's facial features...

surprise surprise surprise...
how did i ended up with 34% South East Asian when i'm constantly being referred to as being overly 'chinky'... irene being the last person to mention it to me and that was last friday!
south east asian?!?!?! must be the nose... my bulb liked nose...

however there's no history of intermarriages between my chinese ancestors and any indigenous people of borneo who are of austronesian decent... and from what i know, i'm 100% pure chinese!
so my flat bulb like nose must be the effect of the environment surrounding me...

so my answer to you nurul, though 4 months late is...
geography plays a big role in making the nose of a malaysian chinese lk moi awfully round, huge and flat!

environment is also the major factor why i'm slowly losing my chinese roots. i believe in a long run, what remains oriental in me are my chinky eyes and my last three given names... and oh of course... the nose!

p/s: oh btw... wtf...BLINDNESS!!!! kirsten dunst as celebrity match... i dun even effing lk d girl :(

CARBO!

2008-07-28T23:02:00.002+08:00

been friends with ms. chan ai lin since form 4 and u'll prolly think i understand her by now...
well to be truthful, i dont... 8 years past and i'm still tryin to find a better understanding to her diet habits.

there are times, her appetite is just as big as cookie's where a single lunch will suffice for energy the entire day... yet there are times when her appetite is just as good as someone suffering from morbid obesity and getting by a day with 6 meals and counting might not be enough...

so boy was i glad that she was the latter on friday... making a perfect dinner date!
ms. chan was soo enthusiastic... naming a few places wayyyyy b4 dinner time... a special mention of koreana at 3pm, agreeing to go pandan thai delight at 4pm and by 5pm, i let her little madness get in the way and i was feeling a little hungry myself... we settled for pizza at bella italia at 6pm...

yummy bruschetta came first... and the plate went empty within seconds...

salad with smoked salmon, olives and cheese... perfecto!

pizza matriciana.
the pizza was filled with bacon, cheese and errr egggg...
prolly a great meal for egg lovers...
i, personally despise egg so i made a great bargain with irene...
she to have all the york and white and me the crust... that work'd out fine...
and boy were we stuffed!

with all the carb consumption i wudnt be surprised if irene starts her a meal a day diet dis week... oh welll jus to let you know...
i like the gluttonous irene better... sinful bt all soooo goood :)

pearl the landlord, the bad cop.

2008-07-25T23:17:00.004+08:00

move over abigail breslin, move over dakota fanning... there's a new actress in town!

Her name is Pearl Eden and she's here to stay... well mayb 4 a while...
issit even humanly possible for a 4 yr old to be able to know the words evicted and confession and pronounce the words asshole and bitch so very welllll.... dat's talent people... T-A-L-E-N-T!!!!

here's pearl as a meanie alcoholic landlady...

here's pearl as the abusive bad cop!!!

missing heath

2008-07-21T22:41:00.005+08:00

went on a movie date with stef yesterday and we were entertained by the vividly breathtaking gotham city, the wonderfully good against evil script, the ultra cool batmobile and gadgets and a certain nightmarish laughter... HEHEHE HOHOHO HAHAHA

Ledger's hair-rising performance as the Joker is without a doubt one of cinematic's most demonic villains, so much so that the past two Jokers before him just looked lk... welll... clowns!

and behind that psychotic, mass murdering clown with painted white face, black eyeshadow and scarred mouth was a brilliant actor whose soul and talent will be greatly miss. it's almost depressing that the dark knight will be his last film but Heath's performance as the Joker was an ideal pinnacle before closing the curtains to both career and life!

and the darkness comes again when i try to recapture the moment... - I Capture The Castle

2008-07-17T22:48:00.003+08:00

attention all bibliophiles (eva) and bookworms (irene)...

... a show of hand if you love reading in bed!!!!

i mean why wudnt you...
the soft mattress pressing against your back, the pillow supporting your head, your legs resting under your warm comforter and your hands holding onto the book that brings you to places despite resting in bed immobile.

only setback is, the bad lighting.
my love for midnight fantasies is the main contributor to my increasing astigmatism.
and because of that, reading classic books is now a problem because of their famous puny fonts that the nightlight at the side of my bed is losing its efficiency.

last week, i found my saviour...

a clip reading light.

boy i'll kiss the fella who invented this on the lips! wad a genius!

compact in size...

has a convenient gooseneck that turns 360 degree...

and has a white LED that lasts up to 100,000 hours!!!

purrrr-fect!

so with this mini reading light...

i can now lie on my front and rest my tired back w/o worrying that my big frame is blocking the light from behind...

and for times when i wan to let my overactive imagination run amok, i can hide under my blanket and not worry about the darkness...

clip reading light can be found in You've Got Gift, Green Heights Mall 1st Floor.

elmo said... i love you

2008-07-14T22:30:00.009+08:00

14/07/08

i think we all agree that dogs are harder to please these days... well at least my spoilt 3 yr old pooch is...

i buy her new toys occasionally just to please her...

the pooch is happy for maybe two days max??? and after that, she gives you the most disinterested face ever that u feeel lk slapping her already flat face bt then u'r nt sure because she's sooo cute bt yet it's so frustrating...

and because of that, her black mini tyre is lying near the piano, her squeaky doggy bone is on the couch, her smiley ball is in my study room, her furry doggie hotdog is in the kitchen, her green dumbbells in the laundry and the list goes on and on...

so last week... i stole my sister's elmo n gaf it 2 her... heh!
cuz u noe... elmo will always love u no matter wad...
ohhh... dont dey look cute together...

so sniff sniff bubbles went...
hmmm, mayb u dun smell s bad s u look... she prolly thought!

and after the excessive smelling session, they became fast frens...
wif dad's help of course... can u spot his fingers?

and boy were they close... everywer bubs wen, she had elmo close to her

the dog was happy
the red soft toy was still saying... 'I LOVE YOU'

and i tot... yeah dat shud keep her interested at least for a while...

i counted my chickens tooo fast...

i woke up dis morning and saw the same old disinterested face i havent seen 4 a while...
n honestly, i dun think elmo's lil strokes would help.

raising awareness

2008-07-10T23:25:00.003+08:00

10/07/08

my cousin's wife, alicia posted a rather funny post in her blog about bra cups and the reason why alphabets are used to determine the sizes.

in that post,
cup A is for Almost Boobs
cup B is for Barely Boobs
cup C is for Can't Complain
cup D is for Dang
cup E is for Enormous and...
cup F is for Fake

as funny as it was, it actually gt me thinking...
why the alphabets and what do they actually stand for?

there are many sites in the internet (just google it) telling you that Kate Moss is an A, Milla's a B, Halle a C, Jewel a D and Kelly Brook an E...
bt knowing your own bra cup can sometimes be a mystery kinda lk a puzzle to solve!
and dont you hate it when you go bra shopping and the sales assistant walks up to you and ask you for your bra size...
'I'm a errrrr 34B i think' you answer her uncertain...
and she'll look 8 ur bosoms and den gives a high pitch laughter before sayin,
'sayang, i dun think so, u shud b an A!' out loud that the guy at the next store almost dropped the book he was pretending to read.

so to save yourself the embarrassment, here are guidelines how to determine your bra size and all you need is a measuring tape and a calculator jus in case you're erm kinda bad in math-

your bra size is determined by both the band size (eg 32,34,36) and the cup size (A,B,C,D...)

Measuring your band size

there are two ways in which you can measure your band size:-

i) First take your measuring tape and measure your upper chest ( that is right under your armpits and above your breasts)...

eg: so if the measurement shows a 35.3, discard any fractions making it 35. if it is an odd number lk 35, round it up to the next even number making it a 36.
so your band size is 36.

ii) another alternative way is to measure the ribcage just below your breast.

eg: so if the measurement shows a 31.4, again discard the fractions to make it 31.
now the next step is to add 5 to the measurement if your ribcage is an odd number and 4 to your measurement if your ribcage shows an even number. therefore, 31 being an odd number, should be 36 after adding 5 to the measurement.

Measuring your cup size

in order to determine your cup size, you should measure across the fullest part of your breast, starting at the outside of the breast crease, passing the nipple and then to the inside of the crease.
look at the inch shown on your measuring tape to determine your cup size below:
cup A = 7"
cup B = 8"
cup C = 9"
cup D = 10"
cup E/ DD = 11"
cup F/ DDD = 12"

so get your measuring tape and measure away....
here's to a HAPPY BRA SHOPPING EVERYBODY!

there's a reason why God created sound proof

2008-07-06T00:23:00.006+08:00

there are two ways in which sound can be reduced: noise reduction or noise absorption. you can go on wiki to see the differences which i dun really care because i feel alll hotels need both... SERIOUSLY!

my previous trip to kl wouldnt have been such a disaster if only three peaceful nights of sleep would be guaranteed. i mean, dad made me walked... A LOT in 2 n a 1/2 inch heels and by the time i reached back, alll i could wish for is uninterrupted sleep. even that was impossible thanks to the ultra thin walls that separated our room from the others. i shall leave the name of the hotel out because i dun wan trouble... bt i would certainly nt keep the xperience a secret.

dad n i arrived kl around 11.15pm and it was wayyyy past midnight by the time we got to our hotel. we were given a room on the 11th floor.... room 1130. dead tired, i practically forced myself to do my daily routine of brushing my teeth and washing my face before bed. by the time i was comfortably cuddled up in bed and dad had turned the lights off, it was about 1.30 in the morning. i closed my eyes and started thinking about the visa appointment i was about to attend in 8 hrs time when suddenly i felt the wall bangin onto my bed.

'dat is a little too light 4 an earthquake', i thought... so i pressed my ears against my bed hoping to hear sumthing... i heard the bed squeaking... bt it wasnt my bed! then i heard moans... awfully loud moans... and the banging sound gt louder... so did the squeaking sound of the bed's springs... and the banging on the wall....

'OMG'...some1 is trying to flush out his demon seeds....

i looked to my left and dad was fast asleep... i knew because he was already snoring...
my fucking neighbours were fucking...
i buried my head under my pillows and barely slept through the sounds of snores and the moans of pleasure...

the next night... i decided that i would sleep early... jus so u know i would be fast asleep when my neighbour decides to get the groove on again...
apparently, frm the sound of it... it seemd lk i had a new neighbour... nt dat i was eavesdropping... the hotel was basically nt sound proof... u can hear every single conversation w/o even tryin 2 listen.
room 1131 was not occupied by a couple... but a MAN. one man... satu... numero UNO.
hope housecleaning changed the sheets!

i was kinda jumping 4 joy inside bcuz who is the man gonna talk to ~~o fuck with~~ right... bt than i totally ignored the 'canggih-ness' of telecommunications...
because MR. 1131 was on his handphone from 10pm to 12.30am talking and laughing like there's no tomorrow. how did i know he was on his cell? it was a one way talk... i heard questions bt no answers... i heard laughters coming out from only 1 voice... he was on the bloody phone... damnit
every single word so clear... i swear i would have known what his conversation was about if only i paid attention to it... bt i was tryin soooo hard to sleeeeepppppp!!!!!!!!!!!! wic i managed to eventually.

on my last night... things gt a lil bit better... and that could only mean 1 thing... that room 1131 was vacant.
we were back early that night because we had to pack for the journey home the next day. it was about 9pm when i heard running sounds from the corridor... KIDS...
what was irritating was that the parents did nt attend to them... and you could hear kids running up and down the hallway and banging on the doors... thank goodness the madness only lasted a while... cuz i believed it was bed time for those lil devils...

i slept well that night... FINALLLY!

bt i woke up at 7 in the morning the next day thanks to the same running sounds, the same laughters and the same sound of the doors being banged. and the doors did not jus bang once... three effing times every 5 mins. even that woke my dad up n boy was i boiling inside... i've nvr been so sleep deprived o frustrated evr in my 22 yrs of life....

funny thing was... a week after our stay, dad received an email from the hotel asking us to leave comments about the hotel... and dad wrote:

'bad service.... not sound proof!'

great dad... that came from some1 who actually snored throughout those three effing nights!

hands down

2008-07-02T22:00:00.004+08:00

well i cant remember exactly when chris carrabba won me over with his music bt i have been an avid fan of dashboard confessional ever since. my first post is evidence... on the way home, this car hears my confession it says and that was soooo plagiarised from carrabba's song, sharp hint of new tears from his swiss army romance album and i didnt even bother to paraphrase.

nobody writes lyrics like carrabba. NOBODY. his music is centered around his beautifully written lyrics... so vivid, it comes alive everytime he sings them withhh his ooooohhhhh soooo soooothinggggg voice.... *shivers*

(pic courtesy of sammy poh)

so why wouldnt i be happy when me best buddy told me that he's performing hands down, ONLY THE BEST SONG EVR WRITTEN, with his band passive fire for an acoustic gig at bings! n he even dedicated the song to me... *screams*

well i actually demanded for it la bt he AGREED... so yeah...

i mean the connection btween aaron, dashboard n i... we go way back.... WAY BACK!

we were all there to support aaron! hw sweetttt...

and fab was lk a proud parent, video-taping evr single moment!!!

(psst... doesnt fab shirt look familiar?!?!?!)

the gig started around 7... but an influx of people only came in around 9.

aaron's band was the 6th band scheduled to perform around 9.30 (dey performed 8 10 tho) so that gaf us plenty of time to mingle around and cam-whore with buddha looking...

and then the moment arrived... MY MOMENT arrived...
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ok aaron's moment arrived...

*Hands down this is the best day*

* I can ever remember,I'll always remember*

* the sound of the stereo,the dim of the soft lights,*

*the scent of your hair that you twirled in your fingers*

*and the time on the clock when we realized it's so late*

*and this walk that we shared together.*

*The streets were wet and the gate was locked*

* so I jumped it,and I let you in.*

*And you stood at your door*

* with your hands on my waist*

*and you kissed me like you meant it....*

i was swooned!

and that's soo wrong cuz aaron's me best buddy! *shy*

now i know how groupies feel...

the energy of the band, the killer lyrics and the soothing voice of the lead...

aaron msgd me the night after his performance, obviously still high and euphoric.

he thanked me 4 being there...
what he didnt noe is that i shud be thanking him for choosing my fav song to sing...

i've nvr heard some1 singin one of my fav songs live and to do it justice means the world to me.

all the emotions aaron pt into the song as he sang it... made the song untouchable in my book now!

that was my favourite performance of the night... HANDS DOWN!

Université Part 2: Making the Student Visa

2008-06-30T23:51:00.003+08:00

The next step after being accepted into a university abroad is to apply for a Student Visa.

Having chosen Northumbria University, Newcastle as the university to complete my LLB, a UK Student Visa is now a must.

Where and how to apply for a UK Visa can be found here

The busiest time to fix a student visa is from the month of july till august as the centre will usually expect an influx of students applying their visas before commencement of respective courses in september. Therefore, submitting an online application and then booking an appointment online is advisable to avoid long queues.

The British High Commission that processes the visa is rather strict and therefore one must make sure that they have all original supporting documents like financial evidence, unconditional acceptance from the university, past education certificates and etc. as evidence. All documents must be photostated and certified. If possible, all relevant documents like an air ticket itinerary to the UK or accommodation offers should be presented as to leave out any areas of doubt.

a checklist (click me) of what is needed can be found on their official website as guidance.

A recent photograph of yourself is needed for the application.
The photo requirements are as follows:
i) taken against a white background
ii) printed on normal photographic paper
iii) must be 45 mm x 35 mm in size
iv) every distinguishing face feature must be shown without sunglasses, hat or head covering depending on applicant's religious belief.
v) if possible, do not smile! (and so i didnt)... so basically, the picture must look lk this...

i hate passport/ visa pictures! look at my huge forehead and the soon to be balding patch on the top left corner of my head. i look ghostly pale... my eyes are not d same size and my eyebrows... sigh... i had no idea my eyebrows are nt even levelled until i saw the pic! i seriously hate passport pics. one can never look glamorous in this kind of pic... well unless you're janice dickinson of course then i guess some authorities will make that exception.

A recently introduced system called the Biometrics Data is now required from all visa applicants. Biometrics is introduced to address the growing problem of identity theft. Applicants are called into a room where all 10 fingers are digitally scanned and a digital photograph will be taken.

The digital fingerprint scanner will not accept wounded fingers therefore it is important not to injure your fingers before your appointment. Even a papercut might reject you from applying.

Do not fret, it is just your 10 fingers and not your entire arm or hand. So having your right arm plastered with kiddy plasters because of sand fly bites that became septic will not harm your chances of getting your visa processed.

If you live in Malaysia, the UK Visa Application Centre is located in the MCA building, Ampang. It's within walking distance from KLCC therefore the convenience should you need to do last minute banking or you discover you lack certain documents or your photograph do not meet the standard requirements. All can be done in KLCC itself as i gt my photograph taken there as well as my sponsor's bank statement certified.

Though it is not stated bt it is best that you dress semi-formal to your appointment. Snickers can pass as semi-formal and it is far more advisable to use them as footwear rather than uncomfortable two and a half inch heels. Trust me, walking from the MCA Building to KLCC with heels can be torturing...

and thanks to that walk... i could hardly walk the next day and my lil toe had to be plastered :(

moment of serenity

2008-06-28T02:41:00.004+08:00

there are a lot of plannings involved in order to make a photoshoot great. And when the shoot consists of eight people, the task is two times more daunting than any normal photoshoot.

yes without a doubt, there will be more people helping out with hair and make-up

but shooting a group of 8 isnt easy, especially when you are presented with 8 different and independent minds, 8 different personalities and 8 different height and sizes!

challenging as it seems, that is something great photographers are willing to take.

Allow me to introduce two wonderfully gifted artists...

even holding their heavy camera was already a challenge for me.

photographer in red: Edwin
photographer in grey: Shen

and allow me to introduce you to their work...

Edwin's

Shen's

both obviously so different in style but that is what makes their partnership so great.

edwin is wonderfully talented in capturing moments...
so unexpected yet amazingly breathtaking, every picture seems to have a life of its own.

shen is best at capturing different angles...
blessed with an extraordinary capability to find your best angles, shen isnt afraid to help you flaunt it.

so what makes a picture great basically?

a picture is great when it has a story to tell...

we named the picture above, the dilemma. it is never fair to put one in a position where he has to choose between friendship and love.

a picture is breathtaking when it is able to showcase all the possible emotions and in the picture above, as sam looks into the horizon, i see vulnerability and uncertainties.

pictures are memories as it documents one's winning moment

and one's losing moment.

i was told that i looked better in pictures when i share the limelight with a friend and not when i'm alone. my solo pictures only portrayed how uncomfortable and empty i felt during my solos... the natural confidence i possessed is almost immediately drained out by the lens before me... and i believe in it too.

so isnt it surprising that the picture above is my favourite picture...
bt y wudnt it be?
eyes closed and only the sound of the wave hitting my feet... this picture captured my moment of serenity.

PHOTOGRAPHY is art.
and like all art, constant training will only make one a great artiste but it is talent and skills that makes an artiste immortal... always remembered through his work of art!
i believe both edwin and shen have that talent to bring them really far...

Interested to have your serene moments captured? contact Shen Yeo (click me)
or Edwin Lay (click me)

waking up before the sun

2008-06-22T14:44:00.002+08:00

i woke up before the sun did today,
dreams had to be sacrificed and placed aside,
i put on my best dress and glitters on my eyes,
and welcome the new day...
with cold sand on my feet, morning dew on the tip of my nose,
and a smile plastered on my face longer than usual.

flick, flick, flick,
was all i could hear,
the sound of the waves were minimal,
flick, flick, flick,
the cameras went...
capturing the angles, the poses and every serene moment.

so this is how a photoshoot is conducted,
pictures for the memories of eight individuals,
pictures for the portfolio of two photographers...
so this is how a photoshoot feels like,
a bittersweet experience,
mixed with all the excitement wrapped up with fatigue.

who ever said modelling was easy,
i'm tired from all the jumping, the running, the posing and giving the extra smiles,
but as i sit here... weak with sand all over my face, body and in my mouth,
i'm left to wait anxiously for the outcome of the shoot,
and soon the gradual realization of how fun everything was, sunk in...
and like a hungry stomach, it left me waiting more.

but... i'll be waking up in another city tomorrow,
a purple top and skinny jeans packed for the interview,
with no glitters in my eyes, no sand on my feet,
just the same smile plastered on my face.
no more soothing sounds of the cameras flicking,
but just stern voices questioning my validity and existence.

Oh No! Badly Burnt Yo!

2008-06-20T22:58:00.004+08:00

OK... i shudnt panic!
well... shud I????? shud i be worried? the photoshoot is afterall this comin sunday!

the genius that i am ~~knowing that sunday is the photoshoot and that i needed more colour~~, actually went tanning on tues (thus the eco tour) hoping to get the golden tan that i dream offfffff everyday....but instead, i ended up being burnt on both my shoulders and the tip of my nose!

that wouldnt be an issue if i'm not going for a photoshoot on sunday and not for the fact that the outfit i carefully picked two weekends ago happened to be a bare-back!!!!

wad's worst... i got an effing HUGE VISIBLE TAN LINE ACROSS MY BACK!!!!!

seriously... i've done everything i could... like:-

*applied four fcking layers of lotion onto my skin
*immediately apply egg white and honey, a traditional remedy onto my skin...
*recuperate three days at home
*applied aloe vera on my skin... both the natural plant and the facial wash bcuz i cudnt find the gel ( i was actually jumping for joy when i saw that my facial wash had aloe vera substance in it... though it felt kinda weird rubbing ur facial wash onto your shoulders as you shower)
*applied Vitamin E lotion all over the burnt

so i guess der's nothing else i cud do bt pray...
i guess it worked in a way cuz i'm healing... the burnt dont hurt s much anymo and now d skin on the tip of my nose is peeling...
BUT that's not good news issit... peeling skin... photoshoot!!!

ok... i SHUDNT PANIC!!!!! I SHUDNT PANIC!!!!

there's always photoshop rite....

I SHUDNT PANIC!

phyl's eco tour

2008-06-18T13:35:00.003+08:00

allow me to defend myself... i'm not turning into a bummer like most would have thought. in fact, yesterday i tried my luck in a little bit of tourism. i was a tour guide to three local 'tourist'. i called my tour... ECO TOUR, emphasizing on ECOLOGY and at the same time trying to be ECONOMICAL. Eco Tour is a day tour that encourages preservation and admiration of mother nature in a more relaxing way.
below is a chronology of events on how 'successful' the tour went.

0715 hours BREAKFAST
location: Kasuma Resort Block C

we called this agenda, 'Breakfast by the Window Pane'. what is more relaxing than enjoying your breakfast being six levels up above ground that enables one to enjoy the scenic below and the santubong mountain upfront.

breakfast was complimentary of the tour guide's family and on the menu were big apple donuts...

and sweet potatoes. we needed all the carbs we can get for the day ahead.

0815 hours Morning Stroll

Location: Public Golf Course

by 8.15am, Eco Tour reached its first destination of the day. A public golf course that was less than five minutes away. it's best to start the day with an early morning walk and no air is fresher than the air on a golf course.

lake filled with beautiful pink water lilies... mother nature at its best.

not at its best was the mood of the gardeners.

admiration of mother nature was short lived when the gardeners actually shoo-ed us off.

we stormed off unhappily too.

0830 hours Fish Feeding Session

Location: Kasuma Resort Lake

Next on the list was the fish feeding session. u dont need cookies and bread to be thrown first to see hundreds of little fishes swimmin to you... just the sound of footsteps were enough. the fishes in kasuma lake are either really friendly or effing hungry.

0900 hours Supplies and Gas

Location: Petronas Semariang

being economical, Eco Tour doesnt use a tour bus like most tour does. instead, it is far more economical to use a 1k CC manual car as transportation. we made a little pit stop at the gas station to get gas for the car and some snacks for the beach which was one of the agendas along the list.

0920-0945 hours Super Early Brunch
Location: McDonald's

so off we went to the beach but not before a quick stop at our old buddy mcD's. nothing can go wrong with a mcD's breakfast. NOTHING. with our hash browns, sausage mcmuffin and our ice cold milo, we were good to go...

and have some sun on our skin!!!!

1014 hours Halfway to Damai
Location: Santubong Bridge

if you hold your breath from one end of the bridge to the other end, the wish you make will come true.

1015 hours Beach
Location: Permai Beach

let me introduce my tourists btw: (l-r) abby, gwyn and yien.
we finally reach permai beach at 10.15 am. entrance fee is only four ringgit if you have your student card with you. if not, it's five for adults.
everyone was excited to see the beach... gwyn the most!!!

1100hours - 1445hours Free and Easy
Location: Permai Beach

we started the day free and easy.

lotsa soaking in the water... jogging on hot sand...

and of course getting that TAN done!

1200 - 1300 hours Kayaking

Location: Permai Beach

next on the agenda was KAYAKING...

20 ringgit per hour for a kayak.

we decided to have a little race. yien teamed up with abby against me and gwyn.

the yien-abby team was far more organised than me-gwyn. they worked together, coordinated well and were stronger.

unlike them, the both of us spent most of our time goofing around, laughin at our own silly jokes and never gotten near to anyway.
the race was like from a scene you see in a family movie, where the yien-abby team would be the champion family, all prim and proper while the phyl-gwyn team was the dysfunctional family who bicker, fight and do goofing things that brought them no way.

in the end, we were not only tired from the paddling but also from our own silly laughter.

1700 hours Dog-Walk

Location: Kasuma Resort

Dog: of Shih-Tzu and Pekingese Mix (Perkitzu) named Bubbles

we reached home around 3pm and decided to rest for a while before the next agenda.

by 5pm, we brought bubbles out for a walk along kasuma lake.

1800 hours Dinner

Location: Sarawak Golf Club (KGS)

like breakfast, Eco Tour provided the last meal of the day too.

staying strict to the concept, venue of the dinner was at Sarawak Golf Club.

delicious ice jelly for drinks.

spicy bbq chicken for starters.

and fried noodles hk style as main course.

1900 hours Ride Back Home

after dinner, it was time to say goodbye. Eco Tour provided the all the way back to your doorsteps kinda ride back home. and as gwyn and the tour leader went to grab Eco Tour 'Car', yien and abby showed their sentiments about the entire tour through self taken photographs.

hmm... i suppose they really enjoyed the trip...

wad do u think?

torres' band

2008-06-16T16:55:00.006+08:00

LET ME TELL YOU ONE THING.

I LOVE LOVE LOVE FOOTBALL.

but one thing i dont like about UEFA EURO is the time difference. i'm getting old, my body simply cant stand late night/ early morning matches anymore. And as we approach the quarterfinals, kickoff time will be 2.45am every freaking NIGHT. meaning matches will be done by 4.30am and the post-match adrenaline will continue pumping till 5am, taking an hour before i have my long awaited sleep only to have dad wake me up at 9am asking me to join him for breakfast. by 10.30am, i'll look lk a druggie because my nose will be leaking and my yawns will be continuous. i'm a goner in the afternoons and by night, i stay awake doing NOTHING or pre-match meditations if needed until the game starts. and this will be my bloody routine till the end of the MONTH!

i'm not COMPLAINING. SERIOUS. cuz i LOVE FOOTBALL...
and in spain's first match against russia, while david villa was celebrating the first goal of his hat-trick, i spotted something that i have been looking for...

in case you're wondering... it's not fernando torres.

but rather the band on his HEAD. i've been looking for a headband that size for god knows how long and it's no way to be found in MALAYSIA. yes nt even the capital!

so i actually squealed with excitement wen i spotted it... i have no idea why.

and if i had someone to share the moment with... i'll prolly do this....

talk about bromance... i swear the swedish goalkeeper wanted to be a part of it too.

after a while, it was hard watching torres because everytime he appeared on the tv screen, i find myself crawling towards the tv, my right hand extended to the front and my fingers touching/caressing the band/screen. i want it sooo badly!
i'll even kill to have it.

sigh...
apparently this band is pretty popular amongst football players.
even sergio ramos has one.

darn it.

n it's no where to be found here. life isnt fair sumtimes.

footballers, accessorized more than me, A GIRL!

UPDATE: SPAIN ARE EURO 2008 CHAMPIONS! WOOHOO! THEY REMAIN UNBEATEN IN 22 MATCHES... WOOHOO!!!! CONGRATS TO SPAIN!

OH WELL speaking of life and accessories on a less sour note, my partner in crime jus turned three on the 12th.

little 'bu-bu-chi' had four more hair clips as bday pressie to add on to her collection...
the pooch was zestful the entire day.

penguin as gadgets?

2008-06-10T22:37:00.002+08:00

so what is this nice looking penguin doing on my laptop?
ok mayb its nt soooo nice looking. its rather retarded looking actually.

but while the penguin lacks in its look, it is pretty useful actually.

it's a notebook cleaner.

it has a rather square looking tummy of felt wipes and a brush as extended legs. pretty cool ey.

here's a lil demonstration...

felt wipes to wipe the dusty monitor.

and when the felt is dirty... simply tear the outer layer for another new layer.

the brush helps in cleaning those hard-to-reach-dust hidden between the keys of the keyboard.
cool ey!

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OMG....
WTF is irene's favourite tennis player, rafael nadal doing in all d pics....
*scrolls up n re-look*

o.0
i happened to be at the ATP page (right after rafa's french open win) when i 'documented' the usage of the penguin.
N nadal's all ovr the page. talk about overrated 4 sum1 who has a wedgie every single GAME.
i knew the man was an attention seeker (his on-court grunts r evidence) bt i certainly didnt know dat d man has the nerves to even hog the limelight of a poor penguin.
*shakes head*

the end that lead to the beginning

2008-06-07T00:26:00.004+08:00

allow me to state the obvious, the me today is not the me three years ago.

just by possessing a slight sense of maturity changes everything. i'm not the same person i used to be even though that sense of maturity hasnt been uploaded into my body system a full 100%.
everday decisions are made so differently that i'm clueless about the person i'm turning into half of the time.

i wasnt always a geek to begin with. i started my tertiary education at a totally wrong path. and as deeper as i went, i found it hard especially when the spirit is willing but the flesh is weak. funny thing was when it came to trying out new things other than education, i had the intestinal fortitude to carry out any stunt. i mean every one of us probably went thru the same phase where we believed we were close to being immortal. but when it came to studies, i was a hermit who only felt comfortable under my shell.

and when i decided to switch from engineering to law, i was at the lowest point in my life, the natural confidence i used to possess wasnt anywhere to be found and soon the accumulation of doubts were slowly taking over. and at some point, though i've never admitted to anyone, i was humiliated by my own failure. who wouldnt be. you tried, you gave everything you could for two and a half years but your everything wasn't enough. i was giving up second year electrical engineering for a-levels law. that is something you can never be proud about. for the first time in my life, i was lost. i had no idea what to expect and if this Plan B failed, was i able to face another failure?

fast forward three years later, i'm glad i've made that change and even i have changed in so many positive ways. although i'm also getting duller by the moment, i'm not complaining.

so here i am nearing the completion of my degree and that got me thinking. i couldnt have done this by myself. the support from family and friends were vital and that brought me to where i am today. they were the ones who showed me light when my path was getting pitch black.

and believe it or not, it was the encouraging words of a friend that actually brought hope to me. she had a best friend who was a top law student and as i listened to that success story, my friend told me that she believed in me and i had my own success story waiting to be written. i smiled at the confidence booster but i secretly and desperately wanted that too. i remember going home that night more determined than ever. that was the time i erased the past and vow to start showing what i was capable of doing.

so i owe half of my success story to steph. i've never told her personally but it was her story and her effervescent personality that kept me believing. i live and die by the story she told me about her best friend and had actually sucked every ounce of it to achieve what i've achieved today. and to see her proud with my accomplishments meant the world to me, the gift she bought for me on tuesday was just icing on the cake. i'm yet to find a conclusion to the story bt that can only be done when i complete my degree and actually find a job i'm happy with.

so i can say that i'm actually a walking testimony that failure isnt the end of everything. cuz when one door closes another opens. failing engineering was the best thing that happened to me. it was the end that lead me to a whole new beginning.

TheGeekWhoTriesToReadAndKnit

2008-06-04T00:22:00.004+08:00

my 3 months holiday officially begun two weeks ago and already i'm bored outta my wits. i think i've lazed around my house enough, been to every corner of all the five malls we have here, downloaded every possible movies available online, seriously isnt into clubbing till the wee hours of the morning anymore and actually turned from dog master into dog playmate for the past two weeks. argghhh, the days are getting longer and so are the nights, i'm so bored i dun think there's a cure.

and apparently thx to the previous post, i'm now known as 'THE GEEK' by some of my peers. and that actually gave me an idea... i prolly start engrossing myself with geeky projects and stuff. 8 least that will keep me occupied.

i shall read more novels like all geeks do.

and i did exactly that. well not exactly... i initiated it by borrowing books from friends. heh thx eva and sam...

men in kilts?!?!?! well geeks read kinky love stories too... sometimes! well 8 least this self-proclaimed geek does!

and if that's not geeky enough, i've actually started a new project. knitting. i shall knit myself a scarf for the cold winter i'll be experiencing this coming december.

and YES i know how to knit! surprise surprise... i can be feminine sometimes too ok. though my knitting skills are pretty limited as i dunno much designs and my workmanship can be a lil rough at the edges but at least i can knit... well try to.

see... i did that by myself.

and i'll show you the end result when it's finish, no worries.

so hopefully i will be busy and occupied till say mid-july?
well i certainly hope so... here's to hoping that i finish all three books and also the scarf though...

it'll definitely be a challenge knowing that my attention span is no longer than a three year old's and my level of determination is 2 on a scale from 1 to 10. :(

3.82

2008-05-31T14:57:00.005+08:00

pretty decent score for a CGPA huh... wad a geek.

exam results were released this morning...

i guess i should be really proud of myself... reallly reallly proud.

gives self a pat on each side of the shoulders.
(31/05/08)

ting bijouterie

2008-05-27T22:21:00.006+08:00

so basically the shopping trend now is to shop with your ass glued to your chair, eyes fixated to your computer screen and the mouse scrolling down the the scroll bar, clicking on the items you want.

online shopping has suddenly become the latest phenomenon and 'ebay' is everybody's favourite word today.

(click on logo for site)

so it's not surprising when my cousin ting decided to start her own line of jewellery, she wanted to sell them online. name of site : TING BIJOUTERIE

Quoting from her 'about us' page:-

"Can’t seem to find accessories you like in stores anymore?
Do you feel that the once exquisite ornaments that beautify a woman’s image have lost its touch...
Our line of jewelry is designed and crafted with care by a woman for the woman of all walks of life... Uniqueness is our specialty, and your satisfaction is our paramount goal. So let’s exult and accessorize together, shall we?"

My cousin's jewelries are crafted with only the finest materials like 925 Silver and 14K Gold filled wires and blending them with exquisite stones and Swarovski Crystals.

Launched only on the 15th this very month, ting bijouterie has a line of jewelries that has both the western and eastern influences in them.

below are the two earrings purchased by moi and i should receive them hopefully by this thursday. *smiles*

OH and GREAT NEWS people, though a lil late to convey(better late than never)...
a message below the site stating...

PROMOTION ends june 30th!!!!! so hop to ting bijouterie for more details on purchasing, shipping etc and also to view the line of jewelleries available.

sweeet may

2008-05-23T22:51:00.002+08:00

i am not one who lives or dies by feng shui bt i do admit that i find it rather fascinating sometimes.

"this is an especially lucky month for you...
there are so many coming your
way that you'll wish there were more of you
so you can take advantage of more of them!"

- Lilian Too Feng Shui World May Issue

to me, that was spot on and as may 08 comes to an end, i release how fond i am about this year's month NO. 5. wait being fond is an understatement, i'm loving every moment of it.

and anybody who knows me welll would probably figure out why.

i) i've finally completed my diploma in law!!!!!!!!!!!! meaning no mo classes welll till sept 08 of course... bt that's a different story in a different country and in a different university.

ii) i'm over the moon because Manchester United is the Premier League and European Champions.

iii) an idol i rooted for actually won (for the first time) and is already showing signs of being a great recording artiste by dominating the itunes Top 100 charts beating artistes like coldplay and rihanna despite being an idol for only 24hrs.

it might be only three reasons but it's enough to make me ecstatic the entire year, i swear. what can i say, am an easily pleased person.
now if only i'm someone who actually believes in feng shui/astronomy/fortune telling, i would have pt my entire saving by placing bets on both Man U and David Cook CONFIDENTLY eventhough Chelsea and David Archuleta were strong opponents capable of crashing my party. yeah IF ONLY i had the guts, well obviously i chicken out...

mugged!

2008-05-20T21:57:00.003+08:00

for all the uncertainties and all the questions about His existence,

for all the non-commitments of an agnostic,

i admit i was wrong and pompous,

for now i do believe in GOD and

all His PRAYERS.

Thank you is all i can say,

because of You, theresa came out unharmed,

with not a scratch mark, not a single bruise.

just the lost of a handphone, money and a car but NOTHING more.

and where the fear in the air was palpable,

YOU protected her and kept her strong.

i may have questioned Your existence before,

but now i'm a believer.

You are Almighty

for without You

i may be sitting here mourning instead of thanking You.

so thank you GOD!

THANK YOU.

to spay or not to spay?!?!?!

2008-05-17T01:51:00.002+08:00

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after a long ponder and weighing up the pros and cons, i've finally come to a decision.

yes... i've decided to spay bubbles.

but seriously, as painful and suffering as it is, this is for the best AND only for the best.

i) it reduces the chances of getting cancer by 99.5%. wow! does not get better than that!

ii) it helps control doggie hormones during mating seasons. both my legs will be happy with that cuz getting humped is no fun... bubs can b a lil aggressive sumtimes even to the extent of leaving scratch marks behind :(
AND do you know how embarrassing it is when you come out from the kitchen with your guests' drinks in your hands only to see that your lil pooch has been 'entertaining' your guests wif special hugs.
'hey... looks like i have pheromones after all' a friend said barely a smile on the face that left me stunned. i seriously did not know where to hide my hot-burning face after that!

iii) let us all gather together and rejoice for bubbles wont be experiencing heat cycles anymore *peace* meaning say bye bye to Ms. Flow who has been pretty much a nuisance since we live in a condo. wiping after a red dot trail isnt fun sumtimes.

iv) apparently neutering can end certain 'bad' behaviours. believe it or not, i did a survey once on dogage.com and found out that bubbles has minor behavioural problems because she begs for food at the dinner table and jumps on2 the guests well ok more lk prowl on2 the guests. hopefully by spaying her, she'll be more well behaved. *HOPEFULLY- sorry mr. paran. two words. gio tee.*

so i stand firmly with my decision. a decision i dreaded at first. bt having researched and actually reading through some articles regarding neutering, it is basically a positive thing to do. both health and behaviour benefits from it and what more can i ask for when it states that it extents your doggie's life.
w/o a doubt that is the main reason i'm goin' for this! of course i also have dreams that bubbles will live to the day she can even play catch with my children... there's no denying that!

sometimes, laughter is the best medicine.

2008-05-07T15:26:00.003+08:00

i nvr like exams.
i hate the stress that comes with it. the sleepless nights it makes me go through. the anxiety i feel before reaching the exam hall that makes my lil heart beat faster n my tummy feels all funny inside.
that is why my ultimate escape is through the pages of Explosm.net
me like cyanide and happiness comics.... a lot! it makes me happy :)

i got my sword and shield ready for battle

2008-05-01T22:00:00.004+08:00

aHhhHhhhhhhhhHhhhHHhhhhHhhhHhhhHhhhhh!
finals in less than a week!!!!
the study table can hardly be seen now that it is covered with papers, junks n stationery.

bt am i ready for my final four subjects...
am i prepared?
let's go thru the exam checklist...

tidbits for the legendary binges...
d mouth needs to munch as the hand jots down notes n the brain works...

CHECK!

placing a furball nearby...

experts say that dog's fur helps one to destress...

CHECK!

super nerdy glasses
for the myopia n astigmatism

CHECK!

textboooks...
@___@

CHECK!

papers and lotsa lotsa papers
to make notes, charts n doodles whn brain needs rest

CHECK!

that also means no blogging for at least two weeks bt again, i was never one who blogs religiously. heh.
might pop by once in a while... to destress of course...
other than that, am back to studying....
ADIOS!

be kind n wish me good luck. :)

i need it!

frustration!

2008-04-27T21:25:00.007+08:00

you know what's frustrating about being a law student?

... it's the onerous task of memorising names of cases.
it'll be wonderful if names of cases stay simple like Strong v Bird or Bull v Bull... that'll b lk hitting the jackpot if you're asking... very rare and almost impossible.

names of cases are usually LONG, CONFUSING and INCREDIBLY HARD TO REMEMBER.
Westdeutsche Landesbank Girozentrale v Islington London Borough Council... need i say more :(
and if you think English cases are hard, Malaysian cases are even worst!
the names are allll similar sounding.... sobsobsobsobsobsob
my personal fav.... Eng Mee Yong v Letchumanan!
and it doesnt help that i suck at memorising.... my incorrigible flaw!
if only i can guzzle all the information down as easy as food! sigh...

and it certainly doesnt help that there's a certain LORD DENNING in law who happens to be overly opinionated.
where most lords are conservative believing that the common law is sacrosanct, lord denning is a bit too radical for my liking...
he's always the one dissenting judgments... he's the one who happily finds the chink in the armour and conveniently alters the law!
and thanks to him, Mr. Papa of Equity (fairness), i have extra judgments to read, extra chapters to cover and sigh a lot more cases to memorise.

the group in facebook is right... I DONT NEED SEX, LORD DENNING FUCKS ME EVERY DAY!
the guy fucks my brain everyday and it'll be great if he had a hot bod like dat...

IF ONLY!!!!!!!!.... SIGH
argh.... back to studying!

looking forward to a picnic?

2008-04-24T23:29:00.003+08:00

master n mistress of the house are finally back.

and guess what they bought for their four-legged-bushy-tailed daughter

a picnic hat... yes for dogs!

a hat for the hairiest member on days we go outdoors for a picnic?
instructions are at the back. both in japanese n english!

so how did the lil bugger looked with a cap on?

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a milkmaid from the side and a recovering cancer patient after chemo up front....

green roger

2008-04-21T12:44:00.004+08:00

as much as he is a prodigy in tennis, roger federer is not exactly eye candy.

and that is exactly why i can find no explanation about the dream last night where roger and i shared my new favourite baby tee....

that dream left me feeling bewildered in the wee hours of the morning and now i know why u'll never see roger in anything else but sports wear! -_____-"
AIYERRRRRRRRRRRRR

david cook

2008-04-17T10:05:00.004+08:00

i admit, i wasnt a david cook fan although i saw some potential when he performed billie jean. welll not until last night and also the fact that michael johns is out of the competition, david completely blew me away. i was close to tears. his version of mariah carey's always be my baby was so haunting that according to 'some' it gave them eargasm... lol! this guy has talent and unlike chris daughtry in season 5, david cook is able to turn any song into a rock song that all listeners from different genre could connect to.

david cook singing mariah's always be my baby

everyone in the studio loved it, the judges loved it... randy jackson gave him a standing ovation and the viewers around the world including me cant wait to download the studio version from itunes. like paula said, it has potential to be a movie soundtrack.

david even teared a little. ryan said those were tears of joy. bt i think there's something more to that. it was a certain studio audience that brought the rocker to tears. remember the initial AC on david's guitar... well that's david's brother, adam cook (AC) who has been battling brain cancer and last night with God's prayers and support from friends, adam was able to make it to the studio. adam cook heared his younger brother sang live on american idol for the first time.... 4 mins and 38 seconds almost near the end of the video, the cameraman focused on him looking so proud!

pics of adam cook from wthitv.com

here's some bits of d article reporting adam's journey to california(click on the above link) that really moved me:
" Originally they [the doctors] wanted to bring him in [to the airport] on a gurney and he said 'You know I have to show people that I'm strong and that I'm going to make this trip.'

Quiet yet determined, Cook entered the terminal at Terre Haute International Airport. With the aid of just a cane, he made his way around the room, greeting family and friends before his flight.

The Cooks' Hollywood adventure is being made possible by a family friend, Darrick Scott, who helped get Clarian Health to donate a $40,000 medical flight. Doctor Michael Cravett, a physician with Lifeline and Clarian Health, told News 10 that Adam has "already outlived the normal prognosis for the type of cancer that he has. So when Darrick said, 'We need to send him out to California as soon as we can,' we jumped on it."

While David may be a star, Adam is also rising to new heights. Adam's wife says he's fighting to live "everyday. Every minute of every day he's just been fighting to... just to keep going." "

my prayers go out to adam cook and his family, hopefully he'll come out victorious in his battle with cancer. as for david cook, his fate lies with the american voters. am no american so i cannot vote, bt i do know that this blog has a reasonable amount of american readers, so... pls

VOTE for DAVID COOK and the heart and talent that comes with it.

inked!

2008-04-15T18:03:00.003+08:00

i'm keen in getting a tattoo one day in future. you know mayb a butterfly jus above the left ankle bone, symbolising freedom and the ability to travel to many places wherever and whenever i want.
it's sexy having tattoos but if your entire body is covered with art then that'll be a tad bit distracting. tattoos bring art to life and basically that's the whole beauty of it.

so what brought me to a tattoo parlour yesterday? my one day in future wasnt up yet so i was there to give irene a little moral support as she gts inked for life. she conveniently called me a cheerleader... hardee har har, if dat was true then i guess i forgot my pom poms.

Located in Chonglin Park, Magic Hand Tatoo is very easy to spot. it's situated on the first row of shophouses as you turn into chonglin park and it helps that the signboard is pretty outstanding. Magic Hand Tattoo is owned by a very gifted young artist who also happens to be my friend's brother (tell me about it, kuching is VERY small). gifted in art, no wonder he named his shop after his hand being so magically gifted.

irene and johnson aka the tattoo artist/fren's bro having a creative discussion on where to place the tattoo. irene decided to go old skul and settled for a chinese character that means loyalty and faithfulness. first time she told me on msn, faithfulness was read as fruitfulness... -____-

placement of the tattoo was finally decided. 'Loyalty' is to be inked on irene's left hip bone. apparently ms. creativebitchin thinks her tummy is bloated. another hardee har har moment... i mean i'll have to starve myself 4 8 least a week 4 my tummy 2 b dat flat.

johnson is pretty skillful i must say. pretty patient too... well you have to if you have a client like irene who keeps on moving even when you ask her nt too. 'it tickles' she'll answer back in her own defence.

a bit too relax huh?

well i guess if you have three tattoos: a battered angel turned into a badass lady, a dragon and a snake... getting a forth wud mean nothing and thus the tickles!!!

the final product and irene's one satisfied customer. she loves the brush stroke details at the end.
johnson isnt just a gifted tattoo artist... he's a gifted artist overall.
prices are charged reasonably and apart from doing tattoos, johnson does graphic design, photography and fine arts.
anyone interested may contact johnson at magichandtattoo@yahoo.com.

hmmm... now am really 'inspired' to get a tattoo and hopefully irene's new tatt will keep her loyal and ~~fruitful~~ faithful.

love that dog

2008-04-13T23:30:00.005+08:00

i am proud to say i'm an obsessed dog owner...

and if you'll take a tour down mayb u'll understand why...

... it's the innocence in their face and how nothing in the world could worry them

adorable 6 weeks old golden retriever pups
jack on the left and bono on the right

it's their loyalty and how they'll stand by you through thick and thin w/o questioning...

nat's babies: dolly's a female and dalex's male

it's their ability to bring out the sweetest smile from you and how they'll never ask anything in return for that...

nat and dalex

dogs are pretty much like human beings too...
each with its own character and likings.

shell with dolly, sam n bubs, nat n a struggling dalex

notice the picture, how dolly and shell are looking at each other instead of the camera, nat and dalex totally candid and not ready while sam and bubs are the only ones posing....

XOXO

dogs love the attention.
they'll never say no to a cuddle and a sweet gentle muakz on the head.

bubbles is well known to be very vain by now

bet you didnt noe that dogs feel more confident when you tell them they are pretty.
i noe bubbles does or maybe she's jus super vain for a dog.

enjoying the breeze... spot the open legs!

and like humans, dogs enjoy a breezy evening walk...

napping time

and when it's time for them to sleep... nothing in this world could ever look that cute sleeping

dogs are the most loyal companion one can get. man's best friend, they are the ones bringing joy and laughter into my life and the very reason that is keeping me saint.

YOU GOTTA LOVE THAT DOG

thursday is a day after hump day

2008-04-10T22:01:00.003+08:00

so it's not everyday that i check facebook and it's been prolly 3 months since i superpoked. This morning, unlike most mornings for the past 3 months, i decided to check what my frens have been superpoking me with.

APRIL 09.... jin thai wished me happy hump day...

APRIL 07... sherlyn...

WHAT?!?!?!*brain thinks for a moment*eyes immediately reverse back to previous line*

jin thai wished me a happy hump day!?!?!?!

am super sensitive to the word hump these couple of weeks if you'r asking me. mayb when you have a toy dog who constantly humps you from 6pm to 7.30pm EVERY FREAKING NIGHT as if your leg is a FOC sex toy, u'll understand. the word hump isnt comforting at all... moreover wishing me a happy hump day is just crazy.

even my last desperate attempt to save my leg was rejected by iwene,who usually remains casual about cookie giving her left leg a little loving. so sue me if i ovr-react with the four letter word that starts with H n ends wif P... and no it's nt HOOP.

and then... almost immediately, i had a flashback... to the time where i was still in my uniform dreading about school and listening to the lady up front. i was in secondary school and the lady was my english teacher...

... wednesday being a hump day.

hmm??!?! y was i learning about hump day in english class i honestly cant remember...

funny when you're young and innocent, nothing seemed vulgar or sounded wrong.

FYI, happy hump day is just a greeting hoping that you make it out of the remaining days in the week alive. u have to get over the 'hump' to anticipate the weekend... so NO it has nothing to do with sex... unless u wan it toooo ;p

hmmm... facebook now so canggih, use english idioms to superpoke people. speaking of which... after my EXAM... i'll b superpoking the living daylights out of u guys...

so nevermind... go ahead n throw hillary clinton at me or bitchslap me or bodyslam me... i've been practising that roundhouse kick of mine... so just u wait.....