Friday, September 25, 2009

pocket full of sunshines!







happy people happy outing happy pictures!

nuff said.

i dropped my handphone

by accident, and the phone's camera is functioning already

WOOHOOOOOOO. :D

mission numero uno

try to study for est the night before? MUST try.
cut some hair.
lose that flabby arms and thighs that had my 8 years neighbour and family (steph to be specific) complaining whenever i pay my rare visits. just today they did it again.
get my hands on dan brown's the lost symbol and the kite runner! teehee i do realise i've been going on and on about this for few consecutive posts. can't help it :D
watch gg season 2, again. though i'm starting to wonder how the show lacks substance. i miss betty so suddenly!
hunt for aja's BELATED birthday present -- blair's headband with a big bow (challenging, for all i know they're only available at the upper east side of manhattan.)
prepare myself mentally to embrace my results, which deemed to suck. god's punishment.


before this holiday ends. tick tock tick tock.

caterpillar in the tree
how you wonder who you'll be
can't go far but you can always dream

Thursday, September 24, 2009

小孩不笨

has its own tv series now, something worth your time watching and you dont need to master mandarin for that matter. singaporean jokes are somewhat lame but they actually cracked me up till my belly literally bounced! *(not that i have a belly, i think?) knowing mandarin however is a plus point because mandarin jokes too can be utmost hillarious! =D i'm no banana thankfully but i do regret giving up on mandarin, sometimes. at least i still speak the language, still able to recognize words and all the nonsensical han yu pin ying. anyway, you should really check out the tv series on youtube, it's good.

and hana, going out to pav once doesnt make me a socialite, nor you an anti-social! but i fancy the idea of having a pair of homozygous recessive allele for anti social :D

to prove my point further,
I DONT FACEBOOK. NEVER WILL, UNLESS PUAN JULIANA HAS ONE! STOP CONVINCING ME LAINE, IT'S NOT GONNA WORK -winks-

gosh my blog needs some colours, some pictures to spice things up. it's so bland reading word after word of teenage ramblings doesnt it? unfortunately you gotta bear with this for a while till i get the picture issue sort out.
in pappadoms we believe.

munching on the biggest kuih kapit i've ever seen at the moment. one day i really think i'm going to inherit my dad's size. freaking biology tells me that they're in my genes. T___T

an excursion to the bookshop suddenly piques my interest in books, books which my mom will never buy unless none of my friends owns it. chanced upon dan brown's latest series -- the lost symbol. it has no summary whatsoever at the back cover (GRRR) so i'm harbouring hopes that amanda has bought the book so i can take advantage once she's done! weee~ lim poi yin my dear, kite runner, pretty please. sejarah and all can wait, time for some good books now! i'm really showing some social withdrawal symptoms....................... maybe anti-social runs in my genes, after all.


and people dont forget, we still have est after raya. no frets though because dan's mom is the writer of the est textbook which still remains perfectly untouched in my school's locker XD

Wednesday, September 23, 2009

an ultimatum.

jet is the MASTER OF BOWLING. happy? =)

the outing today involved heaps of walking. walking from lrt station to times square, from times square to pavillion, from pavillion back to the lrt stations.. not forgetting shopping itself and it has to be today when i wore my heels.

aly and nurul were my only companion of the same gender. the rest of the girls bailed on us. yin, aja, laine, mel, dharr, julia, kim, afzan... sorry to say but there wont be any outings until after spm :D nik was preoccupied with her kelate boyfriend, the national public speaking/debator champion, riza i think his name was. chumeng's height made it tougher for us to sneak into the cinema with an 18sx rating. haseef was gloomy when i couldnt accompany him back to putra lrt station after the outing. kien yoong was being gay, as usual and constantly persuading us to go for karaoke. jia xiang's outfit was perfect for a business meeting and had us pondering lifestyle of the rich. daniel was stupidly daniel. marc, jon and faisal were throwing a gay party at redbox room 34 and they headed for the ugly truth, a very inappropriate movie for guys.

the final destination you say? no shit.
because the majority, the guys i mean, insisted that the movie sucked after listening to marc. marc sucks because he practically said every other movies available suck except for the ugly truth. in a nutshell, marc ruined my day haha :D

we ended up watching.......
gamers.

quote daniel:
"never watch a movie with only one word." somewhat bullshit.
"only people like ian will love that movie."
true.

it's really not at all that bad. i just did not get the drift of the movie for the first 30 minutes until jiaxiang and haseef started mocking my lembap-ness. the concept of the movie was okay, very futuristic i must say; and there's this very prettyyyyy boyyyyy to feast my eyes. i thought the ending was abrupt, as though they exceeded their budget that they had to end it in a predictable happy ending. so hate it.
beautiful eh! logan lerman =D


on a brighter note, we went bowling! the only reason why we were at times square anyway, because

jiaxiang: i belong to pavillion, not times square.

IM NOT KIDDING YOU. HE REALLY, REALLY SAID THAT. TSK TSK. poor kien yoong was the victim because times square is his so called hometown. LOL.

bowling as mentioned, i'm a natural at it. like seriously, i have this grace when i spin the ball. i have the movement of a bowler okay! and i was LEADING THE SCOREBOARD until jet had a strike for the last two rounds. i was somehow distracted, or overly flattered by my own talent (sheesh) at the crucial rounds which ultimately made way to jet's victory. sixty two points was something deserving applaud for an amateur like me okay!


jet: my right arm feels limp now larh.
me: because of bowling? mine feels fine ><
jet: well you took the pink ball, number 8. mine was a TWO DIGIT ball okay.
me: pink ball's designated for GIRLS. and anyway you DID use the pink ball for a few times.
jet: ....................................
me: my legs are sore though.
jet: SO CHAAAA! mine's fine!
me: i wore heels and shopped for two hours after you left!
jet: ..................................

LOL I'M GOOD AT MAKING GUYS GO GAGA AND TOTALLY SPEECHLESS.

will post up pictures when nurul sends them. my phone camera's spoilt. ughhhhh!

my heart went pitter patter

the moment i laid eyes on you amongst the sea of faces. almost three years now yet you still give me that tingling sensation.



laine, when you're reading this, i might be tugging onto someone's shirt (whoever unlucky enough to sit beside me) yelping at my best, wishing you were there with me too. =(

it's frustrating that i cant reply smsses at the moment. sorta grounded from using my phone because my bill was horrifying the last two months that my dad finally thought it was.. enough. T___T explains why youve been receiving texts from me from various phone numbers too. including my maid's sometimes when the situation gets critical. even she has credit =S

my nails are a shade of yellow and i am regretting it because..

dad: you have a smoker's nails!
dad: no no.. like some penyakit lahhh!

Sunday, September 20, 2009

you're daddy's little girl.

sigh, one after another, seriously, this technology curse never will cease. technology hates me i suppose T____T

somehow a virus (how the hell it ACTUALLY thrives in there, god knows) is detected in my CAMERA and that no files can be copied into the computer because my antivirus is too POWERFUL. (where did the strength go when i needed them most? when there was trojan horses attacking full force and shutting down my entire software? where?!)

hence the video that was recorded solely for aja azman could not be published. such a pitiable waste because it took me almost 10 takes to be finally satisfied with the outcome and the outcome is really fantastic even to my own eyes. perasan but true, okay.

so i guess i'll go with the old school, usual dedications that always appear in blogs. the writing a 500 word essay on the birthday guy/girl thing? then many many many pictures and a blissful i love you as the perfect happy ending? *eh read again, both sentences rhymed!

AJA BINTI AZMAN.



y'know, malay names (no discriminations intended) are usually adorned with nurs and amirahs and sitis.. but this dear fried of mine here is named just after three letters and two alphabets, definitely beats the shortest chinese name you'd ever find. coincidentally she is borned short too akin to the length of her name :D short but sweet, short but adorable, short but gosh, loud. her laughter, mind you, totally opposes her size which often deceives people into thinking that she's someone petite and bulliable. YOU'RE WRONG.

i've not much to write about her, she's pretty indescribable. someone whom you have to be closely knitted to to know her indepth. known her for four years now, and i think she's a COOL great buddy anyone can ever have!

BEST OF ALL, we're uber die-hard fan of I NOT STUPID! (difference in race is never a barrier, talk about one malaysia)


TOM!!!
but i kinda prefer cheng cai after watching the recent tv series leh... shyttt~


SO, aint gonna end this dedication with an i love you, you're my best friend crap whatsoever, because not only they're common, overratedly mundane too.
SO... how do i make this ending special eh?


well, we'll be in contact for the next 10 20 30 years, no ending necessary okay my friend! your mom's nuggets rock my recess!!! and my mom's nasi goreng beats your nuggets anytime too! :D

HAPPY BELATED TO THE POINT WHERE THE MONTH OF SEPTEMBER IS SOON ENDING BIRTHDAY, AJA AZMAN! i owe you one and neither are you free from debting me too, it's a tie. let's just buy each other's presents of our own choice on wed?

Saturday, September 19, 2009

one of those gadget-faulty days, again.

i... i...

gosh. i'm sorry, erin. cant believe i'm stating an apology to this bitch =s
MY BAD okay. i'm the one who needs to be saved. ._____.""

justtt... take a look at that havoc in my cbox. yeah, silly silly me.

*

apart from that, if you've noticed, i havent been online much because my streamyx has been utmost lansi to the max! i gave a call to the technician, and this super nyanyuk one woke me up at 9 in the morning today.

nyanyuk fella: ini ____?
me: ya ya.
nyanyuk: telefon line awak takde problem kan.
me: ada, tak boleh guna. saya sudah complain semalam.
nyanyuk: tetapi saya sedang call telefon awak sekarang, awak sedang jawab kan!
me: bukan, ini telefon bimbit saya bukan telefon rumah.
nyanyuk: ini telefon rumah awak la, saya call number ini *states my house phone number
me: tetapi..tetapi.. ini telefon BIMBIT saya!
nyanyuk: OKAY, AWAK TENGOK. SAYA CALL LAGI NOMBOR INI.

i was pissing mad at this nyanyuk okay. not only he woke me up this early on a wonderful saturday morning, he was doubting my ability to differentiate between my house phone and my handphone. sheesh, service nowadays. best part? he did not call back. HAH.


as usual, streamyx did not function as we obviously deserve to. hello, we pay 88 bucks a month for what? nothing but slow, nyanyuk technicians, nothing but disconnections and bad services, nothing but frustrations and devastations when the DSL light wouldnt stabilize itself.

unable to put up with this anymore, dad and i bought ourselves a spanking new router from p1w1max (i dont remember the name sorry). then the impossible happened when we returned.

streamyx was functionable. THE IRONY.


ZHA DOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU.
we're terminating it anyway. unless that new p1w1max has no match against streamyx's speed.




" why does time fly when we're talking? "
" happy times past quickly! maybe we should be sad so you can save your credit! :D "

he's just priceless, man~