Because real people don't need labels

2009-08-07T22:05:00.003+08:00

My skin started acting all funny after the trip to singapore and im sad to report that it has blossomed into a full fledged, all-out bout of eczema. My extra-sensitive skin has been pretty much ruining my life these past few weeks. What with the itchiness followed by a few minutes of intense post-scratching pain and discolouring properties.. you can say i haven't been much of beauty lately.

After two or more weeks of procrastination, i went to the GP and he gave me a couple of creams which im proud to say have been showing results. Mwahaha.. finally no more sore rough spots (though the discolouration is still there). My random bouts of eczema is probably one of the most uncomfortable experiences i'll ever have. It's like you wake up in the middle of the night and feel really really thirsty. But it's not you, it's your skin. It's like having dried up sand for skin if you know what i mean. The sandy, dry feeling and the way it peels off when you touch it. And then when you scratch it the nasty burning sensation that follows. Bah.

My mum's been using this as an excuse to get rid of all our pets but this little handicap is not going to stop my animal obsession. Never. NADA. Lately i've been obsessing over the exotic shorthair cat which in my opinion is the most ugly and adorable cat ever. BEHOLD the awesome pudgy squishy-faced entity!

See! It's a short-haired version of the Persian AND includes all the persian's fantastic traits too. Affectionate and even more playful and attention-seeking than it's lazy long-haired counterpart. That's a bonus. Sigh so near yet so far away.. mew.

2009-08-07T21:34:00.005+08:00

I think i need to get a few things off my chest before i decide to calm down and move on with my life.

First and foremost, i will swear never ever EVER to try and do a dance performance EVER AGAIN. Mainly because i do not want to ever EVER go through the mental and physical fatigue i had to go through before. The whole thing was just one giant hideous mistake. What was i thinking, confident that it was possible for little old me to manage a group of rambunctious hormone ridden teenagers?

As predicted the whole thing was a right FAILURE. And i was even lied to. The whole time her enthusiasm about our performance was just a flimsy ACT. She wasn't even looking forward to our practices. She didn't even like dancing in the first place. And boy was i fooled.

They've all failed me. And i've failed them. Hopelessness, despair, anger, hurt all balled up into one. The one day i decided that i could save it and WHAM, everyone bails. I thought we were all in this together. HAH big hoot.

But don't worry, i still love you all. It's just that at this moment, i feel like ripping your heads off and hanging them by a tree.

High-Tech Granny

2009-07-14T22:18:00.006+08:00

I think things here have changed alot since i came here. In my aunt's house i mean. In Singapore.

Like for instance, my grandma. A few years ago she was struggling to switch on the telly and suddenly. she has a brand-new ultra-super-sleek walkman phone AND her own personal DVD player. Which even I have trouble working. Sadly.

She can now sit quietly in her room and listen to her Mawi CD without driving anyone off the edge. She used to make us all listen to his songs in the car all the time and told off anyone who dare make any snarky comments about her idol. It got so bad i actually had to make sure i brought my mobile and earplugs whenever we went out to try and keep my sanity...

It's depressing really, to find that your own grandmother can actually sms faster than you. Sigh.

2009-07-12T13:41:00.003+08:00

Oh and i forgot to mention one thing. We relocated the cats.

The ringworm situation was getting a little out of hand(my sister) so we decided to move them to a nearby kampung. I read on the internet that ringworm heals by itself even if it does take a long time. So i agreed to move them somewhere so that it'll heal without victimizing anyone else. I thought it was a good idea since a) they would have enough food b) we put them beside a little river so they'd have water c) there was an empty house for sale nearby so they'd have shelter

They also won't be subjected to any scary cat-eating mums out there. The environment was also perfect for the kittens to learn basic survival skills and the tall 'lalang' provided more than enough lizards for Munchie to catch.

Course im going to miss them but it makes me feel way better knowing that they won't die or anything out there. Plus, my mum's nag-o-meter's gone down which is a mega bonus.

2009-07-12T10:06:00.006+08:00

I am officially related to Frankenstein.

My sister developed this hideous jaw-dropping allergy that started from a tiny little ringworm. It's either she's allergic to the fungus or the ringworm cream she used. We didn't tell our mom so the thing started getting larger and the rash was definately not doing a good job of blending in. It was creeping up her neck and we just had to break it to her. My parents went amok as expected, and took her to the clinic where she got a jab. Hopefully it'll die down before school we go back to school or she might as well come wearing a zombie costume.

No im just exaggerating.

Anyway, here i am in Singapore enjoying the city life minus the freaky masked inhabitants. The swine flu outbreak has definately taken it's toll here. My mum's obviously gone a tad bit paranoid and went out to buy sanitizers and doctor psycho masks for us. My aunts have also ruled out cycling by the beach because my sister's going to be 'too exposed to the sun'. Yes, keep her in the dark or else she'll sizzle away into nothingness. Might as well throw out all the garlic and buy little coffins for us to sleep in.

My kittens : D

2009-05-17T11:46:00.006+08:00

Aren't they tiny? They easily fit into the palm of my hand ^^

We've already got one person who wants to adopt the baby boy! So there's still 2 available if anyone's interested. I'm looking for RESPONSIBLE owners who will take full care of these little darlings and not end up at the SSPCA or the sidewalk.

I was so antsy during the birth time i couldn't sit still. Munchie was practically writhing in agony on my bed(yes she gave birth ON MY BED) and i was actually telling her to push harder out loud. Luckily no one was in the room at the time 0.0

She came to my room at about 5 in the morning meowling in this real weird voice, pacing about restlessly. I got her to lie down in the basket i prepared and tried to calm her down. Then her contractions started and this sticky yellowish fluid started dripping from her bottom. My sister came in with her friend and the 3 of us sat down beside the basket trying to get her to stay quiet. Being my first birth, i was worried sick.

The birthing process didn't actually start till the afternoon. By this time my sister had gone downstairs and her friend was long gone. So i took a vid of the first baby being born.

My sister took a long but pointless video of the Mummy and her babies a few days after the birth. Check it out.

Midnight Musings

2009-05-17T01:11:00.003+08:00

My eyes are half dead from sleepiness and im up to my neck in projects. I've been running back and forth between people's places so much this whole week that Kim's house has become my second home. Blogging seems next to impossible. I've never been this busy in my life.

An account of Esther Price's life, a presentation, reasearch on sweatshops, a ton of english assignments including a written biography of Roald Dahl's life plus our music project in which we have to dance and sing. PLUS the second term exams are looming up. With the dark ages ahead of us, we need to do all we can to keep our sanity in check.

Me, brenda and jacques had a wacky conversation earlier on msn. Nobody was making much sense. I guess those are the results of trying to socialize at 1 am in the morning.

PS: the kittens were born on mother's day! 2 girls and a boy : ) ADORABILITY TO THE POWER OF 300.

Twilight-tastic?

2009-04-24T22:53:00.016+08:00

The great thing about Kim is that she gives the BEST ideas!

Syaf: hooooww am i gonna get all the kittens adopted in a month!? HELP ME.

Kim: you can sell it on Ebay!!

Syaf: (twitch)

Come on, be realistic! What if the guy's actually a perverted cat molester disguised as a kind old lady? I thought that was pretty good. Or not. Well anyway, she told me that even if i saw the guy face to face he could easily be a cat meat lover. She definately had a point there so i suggested we sneak into his house and test all his steaks which happens to be an AWESOME idea! I still don't get why she started sighing afterwards. Ahem, she was the one who wanted to sell them on Ebay.

Bah, normal people simply cannot accept my overpowering intellect.

So the whole of today i've been moping about in my room with my laptop, wasting the day away googling random stuff and watching whatthebuckshow, happyslip, nigahiga, community channel etc. etc. in the hopes that some lighthearted comedy would lift my awfully depressed state due to my unsatisfactory results which i will NOT talk about because it'll only make me go back to.. (shudder) the dark side.

Funnily enough, i temporarily lost my mind halfway through and started watching interviews with Robert Pattinson and Kristen Stewart which led me to watch a pretty pointless but cute one hour photoshoot with the cast of Twilight for Vanity Fair. Actually it's more of a Bella and Edward photoshoot since only one picture was taken with the whole cast. Ha.

I have no idea why i ended watching this because i have never been a huge Twilight fan. Most probably i caught the disease from my aunt who happens to be err.. Robsessed. But don't worry Ucu, i won't go into the gruesome details.

The Twilight books are awesome though. I happen to have the whole series. I mean, they really take you into the heart and soul of the whole thing and you can actually feel as if you were Bella, living HER life. The description of Edward Cullen for example, which i bet most people can relate to, is just so detailed and precise that you can actually you know... feel him or smell him and imagine exactly what he would look like. Cold porcelain skin which a perfect, angular face. High cheekbones, a stronge jawline, his straight nose and full lips. His messy hair which retains the unusual bronze shade that he inherited in his human life from his biological mother.

He's a 6 foot 2 with a slender but muscular body and has purple bruises under his eyes which were once green. Sort of like a dead person.

Trust me people, once you've read the book the movie will almost ALWAYS be a disappointment. Just like Harry Potter. Ah well, what can we do? At least they got in all the key parts.

Anyway, Stephanie Meyers is a wonderful writer. The Twilight Craze was.. well, crazy. Every girl in the school was reading a Twilight book! Left, right, up, down. Eclipse, New Moon, Breaking Dawn, Twilight. I didn't get what the big deal was so i finally gave it try and i thought wow,

J.K Rowling has finally met her match.

Spontaneous Combustion: I've always loved books... i just don't know how to choose good ones for some reason. Hmm.

Here's one for you Ucu. I thought it was quite cute : )

Kittens and Trust Issues

2009-04-23T16:23:00.003+08:00

Guess what. I'm pregnant.

Okay fine i'm not but Munchie is. IT WAS UNEXPECTED! I thought she was an innocent little kitten who turned out to be.. well, not so innocent. I saw the first signs when she was lying on her side on the bedroom floor. Her nipples were swollen and pinkish.. typical of a pregnant kitty. Then, her stomach began to swell. And all hell broke loose.

It took a hundered and one excuses to cover up the truth from my mum, the ultimate cat hater in the house. My sister and i had to turn into persistant beggars just to keep Munchie. She barely agreed to THAT, what more a covey of 5 little rolling balls of fur? I think she would rather get her brand new sofas scratched all over than allow me to keep the kittens. Which i have no intention of doing so of course, since i have both eczema AND asthma.

Still, she does not trust me.

It's driving me nuts! Am i that prone to adorability? And i already promised her a billion and one times that i WOULD get them adopted in a month. She actually wanted to a) toss the whole lot at a nearby coffee shop b) let them rot to death in the SSPCA or c) eat them

Ok c) isn't true but the others are. And of course i said no! I am not cruel thank you very much. And i know what the conditions are in the SSPCA because i volunteered there with Christie for a while. I'll just sum it all up in one word- 'bad'. I think they already have enough cats and dogs to take care of without having to take in another pregnant cat which became homeless because the owner's mum doesn't trust her enough.

"I'm sorry but i'm going to have to dump the cat her cause she's pregnant and my mum doesn't let them stay at the house cause she thinks im incapable of getting them homes myself because i'm too much of a sucker when it comes to cuteness"

Come on people, have a heart. She didn't even let Munchie give birth to her kittens in the house! In the end, my dad convinced her to at least let them stay here while i go around finding homes for them. My dad has always been the softer one when it comes to animals. Thanks to him, lives have been saved! At least while im around. Unless my mum decides to kill them of course, and i don't mean using a knife.

On the loose

2009-04-18T01:11:00.002+08:00

I HAVE LEARNED that blogging in a house full of kids is just about as easy as licking your elbow.

Right now I am in my grandmother's house and am attempting to blog in her computer room/playroom/bedroom while my 5 year old cousin is playing with the light switch and throwing a spiky rubber ball at me at the same time. Thank god the 3 year old is asleep.

So here i am in Singapore, under the false pretence of renewing my passport when i am actually trying to save myself from exam results which will probably psyche my brain into jumping off a cliff. Therefore, i am now labelled as an escaped convict who is currently on the run to save her life. Specifically her mental health.

Due to certain reasons, our stay here has been extended to Wednesday which is just plain awesome. I know i can't keep running forever but you gotta try anyhow. Like they say, better later than now. Or something like that.

Facial Paralysis

2009-04-10T11:04:00.003+08:00

After weeks of feverish studying, crash courses and fiendish last minute cramming, it's finally over. You could almost feel the tension melting away like ice-cream in a heatwave when Mr. Peter told us to stop writing on the last day. There wasn't even any shouting. It was the whole im-so-happy-i-can't-breathe kind of thing.

So everyone got changed after school to celebrate outside since school ended at 12 but Mdm. Armstrong went on a roll and started handing out demerits like candy. She probably hates us looking so happy. Then again, she hates anything that has got to do with happiness.

I've realised that hanging out with 'lame shit' Year 8s are a heckload of fun! It doesn't matter whether they're younger than you(actually, most of them are my age). As long as they're nice people that you can click with, i don't think it's a big deal that their minds aren't as polluted as ours. Whoever said that year 8s were gay or lame are dumb narrow-minded losers who don't know a good thing when they see one. Yes, i'm talking about you guys.

It seems like we get more narrow-minded as we grow and we'll probably stay like that until we break out of that shell and start seeing things in a different light.

When we went to the cinema that day, we bumped into almost the whole Year 9 class. They were going in this huge group. Naturally, i wasn't invited but you know what? I think we had a way more awesome time than them.. no hard feelings intended of course. There was this one girl though who kept grimacing like a stuck pig whenever she looked at me. I think the expression's been permanently stuck there thanks to moi. I was trying to hide a smile the whole time i was talking to her friend. That definately added to my good mood.

If i can make someone frown so bad till' they became incapable of any other look, who knows what else i could do. Wink wink.

Stress Attack

2009-03-09T11:32:00.005+08:00

THE EXAMS ARE COMING FOR US.

This probably explains my mysterious disappearance after the last two posts. Things have been pretty hectic. What with the endless line of tests and assignments, it's enough to make a 14 year old Albert Einstein get a heart attack. Anyway, i've been trying to juggle work and play properly so i won't fall over. I'm still new to this thing. The huge gap between Year 8 and Year 9 i mean. Still adujusting.. still adjusting.

So many things to do, so little time. I'm going to get blogging again after the first term exams unless of course, my brain cell population decreases by 90% before that time.

My apologies everyone! Gawd, this is probably the shortest post in blog history but no worries, i'll pull through!! (..hopefully)

We scream for vanilla cream!

2009-02-21T10:41:00.009+08:00

Vanilla knocks my socks off.

Don't you jus adore that smooth, cool, milky rich sensation you get when you get that first lick of gorgeous vanilla cream? It's like getting zoomed into a whole new dimension where the the fantastic tastes fuse together to produce this mind-blowing burst of fantastic flavour. Vanilla, the true essence of happiness.

Weird as it is, i prefer those nice, big vanilla cones you get from street shops rather than the ones from Scoops or Desserts. In my opinion, homemade ice-cream beats fancy cones anytime. For some reason, there's something lacking in expensieve vanilla ice-cream. They give me these itsy-bitsy little portions and expect me to pay RM6 for something i can barely even taste? No thank you.

Of course, that only applies to certain, stingy, ice-cream people.

Damn you Haagen-Dazs and your ultra expensive ice-creams. (and what kind of flavour is Cookie Dough Chip!?)

So far, the best vanilla ice-cream i've tasted in Kuching is from Everise. And they give quite reasonable portions too, for only RM1.20 per cone! See, cheap ice-cream doesn't mean bad ice-cream. Sunny Hill ice-cream is also quite good, the only problem is that they give them in tiny little scoops, abit pricey too. It's homemade though so it has a lighter taste than the one from Everise.

I, for one, like vanilla ice-cream to be rich. One of the few gourmet ice-cream places i like is Swensen's but sadly, they don't have it here. They have all these gorgeous towering temptations like our family favourite, the Coit Tower:

- tower of Vanilla and Chocolate ice cream, strawberry and chocolate fudge toppings, fresh banana slices and almonds.

Eating out at Swensen's is a MUST whenever we make a trip back to Singapore. It's usually one of the first things to do on our itinerary.

Mum: Okay all of you get $30 each.

Us: Ah!? Why so little?

Mum: We need the extra money to go to Swensen's! If you want more then we don't go. Okay?

Us: (gasp) $30 is perfect :)

They have these awesome flavours too like the authentic French Vanilla. I have yet to try it but when i do, i bet it's gonna be great. It has this beautiful cream colour that sets it apart from today's pure-white vanilla. That's how vanilla ice-cream should really look like! Mmm.. just writing about it is making my mouth water. The only problem is that my piggy bank's sounding a tad bit hollow after i bought that panda shirt for almost RM30. For those people like me who aren't big on saving there is another alternative:

Making your own ice-cream! :D

There are many homemade ice-cream recipes that you can find on the internet. Here's one i found for some of you who love rich chocolate ice-cream but don't have the moolah to buy an ice-cream maker like me. It's simple too : )

http://wendyinkk.blogspot.com/2008/03/chocolate-ice-cream.html

I'm still looking for that perfect vanilla ice-cream recipe that doesn't neeed an ice-cream maker. But for now, may all vanilla ice-cream lovers unite and spread the joy of this gorgeous mouth-watering, smooth, creamy, delicous, delectable and just oh-so-wonderful dessert.

I'm back! With updates.

2009-02-20T20:31:00.007+08:00

Check it oooout!

Yes, i redid my page! After coming back to my blog a couple hundred of times i realised how dark and gloomy the whole thing was, coupled with the war raging on between my readers and haters in my comment box. The darkness of the comment box war was starting to spread throughout my page so i have sacrificed a reasonable amount of time to make my blogspot a happier place where people can enjoy reading my crap : )

All you poor haters are probably shaking your head and searching frantically for your precious war ground but i deleted it due to certain readers complaining to me about how distracting it was. Sorry dearies but i think you gotta spread your love in some other way. Besides, it really takes time to load. I rarely go on to my comment box though so if u ask me what's going on there, trust me, i have no idea.

Anyway, some of you have probably wondered if i have thoroughly disappeared off the face of the Earth but no, i am still alive and blogging. It's been a busy week. What with the endless train of tests and projects(kim and me are still struggling to cram 2 weeks worth of projects into a couple of hours) plus homework and american idol it's hard to find the right blogging mood. I'm sorry if there are weeks of empty gaps between posts but i have a life too you know. I'm a human remember? Not some blog-writing machine that feeds on coke and batteries.

I also removed the playlist caused it gave me this super-mega-ultra-bombshell headache after hearing it the last 892 times. You know that type of headache you get when a mosquito buzzes near your ear while you're trying to sleep? Imagine hearing it 892 times. At first you just shoo it off. By the 800th time, you're standing in ur backyard in your knickers yelling 'WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME!? WHY ME!? WHY WHY WHY WHY-' and that's the part when you start pulling off your singlet and your hair and turn mad with insanity.

I'm thankful the week is finally over! Hopefully some bright new inspiration for my next blog post will suddenly flare into existence as i laze about sipping fruit juice reading Brisingr in front of the telly. It happens you know.

(skips off gleefully into the sunset with a can of cocacobaltgreentealicious)

In memory of Pepsi - 9/2/2009

2009-02-10T19:42:00.005+08:00

We just buried Pepsi. I am crushed.

For some reason, there arent any tears falling. It's probably because i know he isn't suffering anymore. That thought is probably the only thing that's keeping me from crying i guess. I know it sounds really pathetic since he's just a damn gerbil and some of you probably killed off dozens of hamsters without as much as a squeak. But Pepsi's been with us from 3 years now and well.. it's hard to let him go just like that.

I didn't blog about Pepsi's progress because it pretty much kills me off just thinking about it. He had this infection around his genital area due to the poop sticking around that area and him not being able to get it off because of his broken leg. So the dirt and everything accumulated and became a nasty infection. It made me so sad just watching him. I would get up everyday and feed him this food i made myself from all the nutritious stuff he wud need to get his energy levels up. Guess my efforts weren't good enough.. sigh. I didn't know i would feel this horrible.

This is the first time i dealt with a real death. I had a litter of hamsters once and they all died. They were still babies though and i didn't reli feel much. Of course, this doesn't mean im some unfeeling rodent killer but well my gerbils are special okay.

I bet Cola is feeling just as crushed as i am. He's been really lonely living all alone in my room so im thinking of bringing his tank down here so he can see us everyday : ) Pepsi's death affected his too. He's not been running around much lately and keeps snuggling up on Arwah Pepsi's area. ('arwah' is the term muslims use to refer to someone who has passed on)

I guess it's all already fated. God wants to take his life and end his suffering and i thank Him for that. So much. I didn't know how long i could handle watching his pain.

I guess when you looks after something for some time, the love sort of grows on you unconsciously. It's hard to grasp the fact that nature will always have to take it's course no matter what you do. When it's time, there's just nothing you can do to stop it.

In memory of Pepsi,
For always being the cuddly, squeaky little furry friend he was.
May you rest in peace. Forever and always.

Valentines Day

2009-02-06T20:03:00.010+08:00

Just look at those 'im-up-on-cloud-9' expressions and you know it. Looks like Cupid decided to spread his love early. Heh heh, the Valentine's Day magic has already settled and so, I have chosen to write a whole post in honour of this wonderous day even though i am not a Christian. Hardy har har.

Let's do abit of history first : ) I know, i can hear you all groaning there but hang on, this isn't any old history. I did some research on the internet about how Valentines Day came around and i bet you guys have no clue as to why you're handing around chocolates and cards expensieve enough to suck up 3 months worth of allowance around for free on this particular day.

Every February, all over the world, candy, flowers and gifts are exchanged between loved ones and all in the name of Saint Valentine. But who is this mysterious dude and why do we celebrate this holiday?

One legend tells us that Mr. Valentine here was a priest who served during the 3rd century in Rome. The emperor at the time, Claudius III was a real pain in the flugen. He, for some reason, decided that single men made better soldiers than those who had wives and families and outlawed marriage for young men to become his batch of potential soldiers. Saint Valentine soon realised the unfairness of the whole thing and continued performing marriages for young lovers in secret(go team Valentine!)

But then stupid Emperor Claudie found out about Valentine's actions and killed him. Boohoo : (

According to one legend, Valentine actually sent the first 'valentine' greeting himself. While he was in prison, it is believed that he fell in love with a young girl - possibly his jailor's daughter. And being the unmarried old geezer he was, decided to send her a sweet little love letter signed 'From your Valentine'. And this all happened during his confinement before his death sentence. Talk about tragic.

While some believe that Valentine's Day is celebrated in the middle of February to commemorate the anniversary of Valentine's death or burial — which probably occurred around 270 A.D — others claim that the Christian church may have decided to celebrate Valentine's feast day in the middle of February in an effort to 'christianize' celebrations of the pagan Lupercalia festival. But honestly, i have no idea.

(no religious offence intended)

On to more recent valentines-day-related topics :)

You all probably know that little half naked kid with the bow and arrow too. Yes, you know who. Cupid! The god of luuuuurve. Or so some people say. Not correct but you were pretty close! I was wondering how HE came into this whole Valentines day thing so i decided to google him.

Yes, Cupid. We all know him. We all love him. But who is he exactly?

He is known as a mischievous, winged child armed with bow and arrows. The arrows signify desires and emotions of love, and Cupid aims those arrows at Gods(??) and Humans, causing them to fall deeply in love. Cupid has always played a role in the celebrations of love and lovers bla bla bla.. we all know that. Let's just get to the point shall we?

In ancient Greece he was known as Eros, the young son of Aphrodite, the goddess of love and beauty. To the Romans he was Cupid, and his mother was Venus and this is their story.

Once upon a time, there was this beautiful woman named Phsycho. Wait- no i mean Phsyche. She was really beautiful. Like gorgeous beautiful. Not just pretty beautiful. Well beautiful enough to make the god Venus so jealous she wanted to kill her anyway. And that was saying alot since Venus was already the God of Love. So Ms. Venus here ordered her son, Cupid to punish the girl. But instead, he fell deeply in love with her. He took her as his wife, but she as a mortal was forbidden to look at him. That is really really sad.

(the rest was taken from the website)

Psyche was happy until her sisters persuaded her to look at Cupid. as soon as Psyche looked at Cupid, Cupid punished her by leaving her.

Their lovely castle and gardens vanished too. Psyche found herself alone in an open field with no signs of other beings or Cupid. As she wandered trying to find her love, she came upon the temple of Venus.

Wishing to destroy her, the goddess of love gave Psyche a series of tasks, each harder and more dangerous then the last.For her last task Psyche was given a little box and told to take it to the underworld. She was told to get some of the beauty of Proserpine, the wife of Pluto, and put it in the box.

During her trip she was given tips on avoiding the dangers of the realm of the dead. She was also warned not to open the box. But temptation overcame Psyche and she opened the box. But instead of finding beauty, she found deadly slumber. Cupid found her lifeless on the ground. He gathered the deadly sleep from her body and put it back in the box. Cupid forgave her, as did Venus. The gods, moved by Psyche's love for Cupid made her a goddess.

Psyche and Cupid

And they all lived happily ever after..

THE END

Me: WAAAA!! That was s-so s-s-sweet! (sobsobsob)

You know what? I think this is where those corny love stories get their inspiration from.

Speaking of corn has led me to remember one more very obvious thing abt Valentines Day. The yummies! And speaking of yummies, i think we should at least touch a little bit on the CHOCOLATE section seeing as this is a very biiig part of VD.

So why chocolate?

Since the days of the Aztecs chocolate has been used as a gift. Today a box of luxurious quality chocolate says a thousand “thank you’s”, “good luck”, or “I love you”. Chocolate can be given as a way of saying “congratulations”, “I am sorry” or “get well soon”. On Valentine’s Day chocolate clearly says “I LOVE YOU!” Chocolate is more than just a food. It's a DRUG. What with it's seductive taste and addictiveness. You'd be crazy not to love this sensuous, oh-so-delectable dessert. But of course, it doesn't have to be pricey to be meaningful!

A cute little cadbury bar with a ribbon would be enough to satisfy your loved one. Unless of course, she has a thing for gifts that come with obscene price tags.

So before we part, i would really like to wish you all

A HAPPY VALENTINES DAY!

Calling all haters

2009-02-03T22:18:00.004+08:00

Looks like my blog has become a source of some commotion.

Why don't we get things straight one and for all? I don't expect anybody to react or do anything since this is just for my own benefit. You may keep your comments to yourself because frankly, complaining to me doesn't change anything. This is my blog, therefore i have all the rights to right whatever i want, however i want. You want to read my thoughts, go ahead i don't mind but just don't go leaving your dirty footmarks on my doorstep. Especially if you don't know what you've stepped in.

First of all, the most obvious mistake i would like to clear is the comment that someone made on my post 'Dancer's Bod' Dude, if you can't read i suggest you go take some english lessons on understanding passages.

The purpose of that post is to inspire all the big girls out there with bigger bods NOT to be afraid to show themselves. Not to point out that i am 'that perfect' like you said. Forgive me if i am mistaken but i believe i have not said a single thing about me being slim in that whole post. If yes, do point it out to me? In fact, if you look closely i am actually categorising myself as one of those bigger girls. Man, i feel like a kindergarten teacher explaning all this. OPEN YOUR EYES. Your comment made absolutely no sense and i laughed myself silly reading it.

Moral of the post: Accept your body for what it is and just 'embrace your awesomeness' dont be afraid to show who you are.

NOT

im a gorgeous sexy little princess and you bitches aint got nothin on me.

So please, i suggest whoever wrote this start reading more books cause my face hurts from smiling too much whenever i pass your cute little comment.

NEEEXT.

My other posts may have offended some of you but you know, i don't write anything other than the truth. Like i said, you wanted to read my thoughts and i allow it but dont go leaving your dirty footprints behind especially if you dont understand the whole thing. Before you start furiously writing down your angry comments in your blind rage, why don't you just think about it for a second? Try walking in the shoes of a girl and look from her perspective. And for the girls, have you ever thought that just maybe you HAVE been too materialistic? Or maybe you HAVE been treating a certain someone like dirt? There are other things in life you can enjoy you know.

My blog are my thoughts. They have no significance whatsoever to YOUR life and YOUR thoughts because you can choose whether to believe it or just chuck it away. YOU choose. Not me. I am simply writing what im thinking. You can choose whether you want to do something about it or just ignore it. I don't care what you choose because what does your choice got to do with me? Nothing.

I'm the author I write what I think, not what you think. So before you fire off at me again, just know one more thing:

WHAT I POST IS NONE OF YOUR BEESWAX.

PS: most of your nasty comments don't reli make much sense. maybe can ask mr. peter to teach you some of those cool shakespearian insults :D

My CNY hols

2009-01-31T23:39:00.003+08:00

Haven't been blogging for some time due to school opening soon. Just trying to enjoy the holidays to the fullest : D It's already a Saturday night and my projects haven't even been printed out yet and i still haven't touched that piece of paper im supposed to do for science. Aah well.. last minute rushing AGAIN. I just cant be bothered to do all the work during the weekdays. Too lazy la. I'm sure we're all the same *wink* Unless you're one of those kiasu people who feverishly try to finish all their work on the first day of the holidays.

To be honest, i actually wish i had that iron will. I mean really, who wouldn't want to spend their holidays not worrying about a single thing? Too cool. I'm gonna try it next holiday! (though ill probably end up on the couch with a bowl of popcorn watching the Matrix for the 3rd time, all books forgotten)

So.. how did my holiday go? I think the phrase 'eat,sleep,repeat' would suffice. We also watched a movie and today the whole lot of us walked around town for no particular reason. Except for my dad, he was busy taking pictures of random stuff. We looked like tourists : D The pictures are all loaded up on my Mum's facebook. She has all these albums with pictures of us doing what we do. Haha.

This holiday i consumed the amount of sugar and fat i would usually eat in a month! Imagine a month's worth of sweets, fried chicken and burgers+pizzas all condensed into a single week. I think my pants are getting a little tight. Not good. But then again, it IS the end of the holidays so i might as well bust the whole thing. Enjoy it while it lasts. (munch munch)

I can already feel the darkness of the oncoming week seeping into my bones. If only the holidays could go on abit longer. Hope you all enjoyed your holidays as much as i did! : )

Midnight Blues

2009-01-29T00:47:00.004+08:00

It is currently 12.48am right now. Before i begin, i apologise if my post turns out crappy because i am sleepy and out of focus. Thank you.

So today is the 3rd day of chinese new year! Weehee. Though i have no idea why i am excited because im not chinese but you gotta say, the festive mood is pretty infectious. I even got some money! RM30 i think. Not bad for a non-chinese right? Okay enough beating about the bush. Time to get to the point as to why im breaking my back writing this shit in the middle of the night when i can barely see straight.

This is a reply to sam's blog entry:

Hey im totally cool with us being hi-in-the-corridors type of friends. Yeah i still miss the good times too but i guess we're just not meant to be BEST friends. I have to admit i am a pretty too-honest person but well.. that's just me. I've found friends i can truly relate to and i know u've found ur matches too :) that's great. I guess now we can finally live our lives without worrying anymore. I wont lie, the first few weeks apart was terrible. I was a mess. But now, i think it's safe to say that we've both recovered frm the shock in pretty good time. Haha you being my best friend was a truly new experience. I've never met anyone more random and funny. (Remember we used to those claymen impersonations in the playground?) But i guess time reveals our differences and we realise that we just can't cope with it. Still, wer both happy now and that's all that matters right? :)

Material Girl

2009-01-25T10:41:00.006+08:00

Last time it was all about the boys. Now, it's time to whack on the girls :)

You have read about my views on the attitude problems of the males in my school. Surprisingly enough though, the girls also have the ability to produce the same amount of annoyingness as the opposite gender. If not, more.

The scary thing about women as that they don't stab u in the back directly like men.

They do it when you're not looking.

We tend to bottle things up and then unleash them at the worst time, in the ugliest possible way. In front of them we smile and act all friendly. Behind their backs, we're brewing an evil concoction of deceit and lies to pay you back for whatever thing they have done to arouse our inner witch. This can range from getting beaten in a test to using your favourite $30 bodyshop foot lotion without permission to asking your chauffeur to get around town without you knowing(wink). But usually they do it just because they don't like you or how you look since they're so ugly they just can't stand looking at a decent girl.

5 signs that she has Bitchitites:

1) gossiping about you behind your back

2) spreading rumours about you

3) poisoning your close friends with their stories

4) boycotting you. usually girls with Bitchitites surround themselves with many minions and influencial followers. they feel 'safer' that way.

5) somehow get the insults at you but not in a direct way (spreading rumours or getting their minions to tell you)

Another thing that many girls(ESPECIALLY those in Lodge) are prone to is..

MATERIALISM

hence the title.

I DONT CARE if you have Armani Exchange tampons or a Louis Vuitton bra set. I DONT CARE if you go to Roxy and Esprit as often as you go to the toilet. I DONT CARE if your luggage bag buckles are made of REAL snakeskin or that your panties are trimmed with REAL chinchilla fur. Just because you enjoy wearing dead animal skin on your body doesn't make me respect you any more than other people. Having tons of branded things doesn't make you a better person either. Is your life so SAD and UNHAPPY that you have to resort to buying stuff to make you feel better? Are u so insecure that you wear all these branded things in an effort to cover up your flaws? Do you think that showing how rich u are on the outside changes how rich you are inside? NO IT DOESN'T.

The best things in life are free. I don't need all these material things to keep my feel good factor up because i haf everything i need right here at home with my family. Call me anti-social if you like. Maybe i am, but you know what? i dont care :D

And i know for a fact that i am far richer than any of you lodgians. Because love and happiness are simply... priceless :)

Unfair Labour Practice

2009-01-22T21:57:00.004+08:00

Do you see that poor boy? Now, times that by a 100 and that's what WE poor year niners have to carry on OUR aching backs for one long, non-stop, no-breaks-unless-you're-dying-or-something, school week! Talk about one ton of spine-squishing homework. I'm positive they're trying to kill us by piling thousands of books on us everyday in the hopes that the insane weight might accidentally squash us entirely. IT IS TIME TO GO ON STRIKE!

Nah, im just exaggerating :D
They don't break our backs. Just sort of bends it a little. But there IS a fair sized gap between the amount of homework given last year to the amount of homework given THIS year. Especially when it comes to projects.

Chinese New Year is supposed to be all about celebrating. Fireworks.. oranges and alot of ang pao(cha-ching!). But sadly, the 'authorities' have set us an absolutely UNACCEPTABLE amount of hmwrk and projects to do this holidays. What happened to fesitvity? Most of the teachers have probably manifested into something utterly inhuman from teaching this retarded school. It's supposed to be 7 whole days of joy and chinese new year spirit but for some of us.. the only spirit we'll be feeling is the lingering, dark, sinister aura of our teacher's threats echoing in our already-half-dead-from-being-forced-to-think-too-much minds. It's sad to think that some people are enjoying their fantastic holidays, stuffing themselves with delicious food while we sit hunched up in our room brooding over the 9 laws of indices. Just the thought of that ugly pile of homework stacked up in a dark corner of the room sends chills up my spine. At least we'll have a COUPLE of days to ourselves. I'm hoping to finish my work before the next weekend.

Although this post has just added to the weight of evil thoughts in your mind, you still have to remember to be POSITIVE! And even though i am not feeling as cheerful as my sentence suggests, ill still try to live up to that sentence. Because when you are WILLING to do something...

I'm So Gangsta

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

If there's one thing more un-attractive in a boy- it's being a wannabe. And i trust myself to say that our class in chock-full of them. No joke.

Doesn't anyone know the meaning of being REAL anymore? Everyone is trying to be like someone or other. Do you know that the excessive use of foul-words simply shows that you are a simple idiot who has a limited vocabulary? And acting all "samseng" doesn't make you a step higher than other people either. Also, shoving off girls and acting all hard-to-get is not a big turn-on(you know who you are). I can understand that using malaysian slang in a british school shows that you are motherland proud which is all very good but when u use it too much for the sake of showing how "gangster" you are, it just shows everyone how uneducated and barbaric you are. But that's okay becos i know that if you try really really hard you WILL be able to speak english :)

What happened to all the good boys? Gone like the dusty malaysian wind. Please, there is a serious lack of decent boys in this school.

Music & Me

2009-01-19T18:26:00.003+08:00

Does music really heal the soul? Maybe.

But you know.. i find i can't concentrate on anything when there's music on. Like now, I'm listening to Chris Brown's Superhuman(in my playlist) and i don't know half of what i'm typing. I'll go switch it off. Okay done. SOO, i'm wondering how some people feel they can study with music around. Doesn't it mess up your brain? I cannot la. Really. I've tried it a billion times but my head just goes blank and all you can hear is the stupid song. And I've heard that classical music allows you to concentrate better. True meh? I don't believe it.

But there was one time i cud study with music and i still dont know how i did it. Maybe im getting OLD(14 years is old?) Or maybe my brain is just deteriorating faster than my body :D

Conclusion: Music is nice for leisure. Not for last-minute cramming before exams.

PS: I hate rap.

Dancer's Bod

2009-01-18T19:07:00.008+08:00

Crap you la.

Yesterday at dance, this skinny-mini girl came in to sign up for classes. She was like stick-thin. And the instructor told her she had a nice body!! Hai.. don't u know the difference between skinny and slim? I know i sound very judgemental and witchy but I just have to let this one out. If you think this girl is smoking hot, then please read on. You'll need some enlightment. Or better, go see an eye doctor.

PEOPLE, what happened to all the curvy girls? I feel like saying to this girl that just because she has an eating disorder doesn't mean she has to display it. In the olden times, big girls were all the rage. Paintings of fat women weren't disgusting, they were artistic. But this doesn't mean I want you all to be obese pigs or anything. I'm just saying that skinny girls are NOT beautiful. Or sexy. Or hot. Men want sexy, curvy girls and not stickmen. Fleshy is sexy. DEFINATELY. To all the girls with REAL butts, boobs and hips, put on a bikini and stay strong. You can't change your body shape but we can all excercise our way to the best our body can be! Embrace your awesomeness.

Pepsi is handicapped (sob)

2009-01-17T17:21:00.004+08:00

Omigosh i jus realised that Pepsi's hind leg is broken! I let him out and he kept limping and falling over on his side. He looks skinnier too and im worried he's sick. Doesn't seem as active as Cola. In fact, Cola's acting about 5 years younger than Pepsi. It hit me and i realized how old they were. A gerbil's lifespan is 2-4 years and my babies are already 3 years old : O I'd be smashed if they died. So, i preserved their awesome cutesiness in these pictures. May Pepsi and Cola live a healthy ten years. Insyaallah.

Pepsi and Cola in their little cubby hole. Pepsi's the rough ball of fur lying on the side, not very clear tho.

Cola posing for the camera.

Pepsi. I really hope he gets better... I don't wanna lose him!

Cola, the new face of Playboy. (nevermind that he's a guy)

Actually i have one more pic of Pepsi but it's taking ages to get uploaded. Nevermind la. I love my furry old dudes : )