Friday, October 03, 2008
Monday, September 29, 2008
Plunge Ady!
Snipped my hair short! Alright, not exactly short short, but it's kinda above shoulder length. Ahhhhhhhh FINALLY! :))))
The hairstylist ironed and curled my hair at the end and wiped on hair serum so every strand is in perfect position and curl. For now.
I dread the hair wash session tonight :(
Ask me quick! What would I do if I have a gazillion dollar! What would you do if you have a gazillion dollar? Well, for one, I'll hire a personal hairstylist on standby just for myself! I know! Soh clever right! >) *pats own head*
The hairstylist ironed and curled my hair at the end and wiped on hair serum so every strand is in perfect position and curl. For now.
I dread the hair wash session tonight :(
Ask me quick! What would I do if I have a gazillion dollar! What would you do if you have a gazillion dollar? Well, for one, I'll hire a personal hairstylist on standby just for myself! I know! Soh clever right! >) *pats own head*
Thursday, September 25, 2008
Here We Go!
不管是好是丑，人是要有突破的。至少在一百巴仙里头，在丑与美之间，有五十巴仙是美的。为什么要去在乎那丑的一面呢？
Joh! Cliché kau-kau! But OK. So I think I'm ready to take the plunge! >.<
Joh! Cliché kau-kau! But OK. So I think I'm ready to take the plunge! >.<
Saturday, September 20, 2008
Kuching!
A quick shout out from the land of cats (eww!) - Kuching, Sarawak!
Our trip kicked off with a major booboo which cost us bad. Real bad.
Anyway gotta go! Got a flight to catch before we miss it! :/
Will update with pics! :D
Ta!
Our trip kicked off with a major booboo which cost us bad. Real bad.
Anyway gotta go! Got a flight to catch before we miss it! :/
Will update with pics! :D
Ta!
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
Mnister's Father
We were at the Kelana Stadium last night and caught Anwar in action! It was so cool to finally see him in person. I think Lim Kit Siang and Lim Guan Eng were around too, but I couldn't see from where we were standing. Anyway, from the newspaper, it was reported that around 20,000 attended the rally and for real, the atmosphere was so... patriotic, so... I don't know, majestic! Especially when Negaraku was sang, everyone waved the Malaysian flags and we were just so united, you know! I've forgotten how long ago was it I last sang the national anthem with such patriotic zest! Haha!
Anyway, I SMSed my dad just now telling him this,
"I was at Kelana Stadium last night and I saw Anwar!"
He replied:
"FOR WHAT YOU WANT TO BE A MINISTER" (he meant to ask "You want to be a minister, is it?" zzz lol)
I replied:
"HAHA! SO COOL! HIDUP RAKYAT! Next year this day, on the Sep 16, I declare you a holiday!"
He replied:
"OK TQ I AM FATHER OF A MINISTER NOW"
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
Uh OK maybe not so funny for you, but my dad!!! T_T SO CUTE!!!! LOLLLL
Anyway, I SMSed my dad just now telling him this,
"I was at Kelana Stadium last night and I saw Anwar!"
He replied:
"FOR WHAT YOU WANT TO BE A MINISTER" (he meant to ask "You want to be a minister, is it?" zzz lol)
I replied:
"HAHA! SO COOL! HIDUP RAKYAT! Next year this day, on the Sep 16, I declare you a holiday!"
He replied:
"OK TQ I AM FATHER OF A MINISTER NOW"
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
Uh OK maybe not so funny for you, but my dad!!! T_T SO CUTE!!!! LOLLLL
Monday, September 15, 2008
Teresa Kok's Arrest: Life's Unfair. But This Is Too Much!
I just read this on the net. I thought you’d be interested.
Rightly said Dr. Ma’mor! Well now that you clarify it, I hope you guys will get to earn more respects and understanding from us Malaysians who are not in the faith from now onwards :)
xxxxx
How time flies! It has been almost 5 months since we first made Puchong our home! We love our taman so much! There’s a forest bordering it, and it’s always cooling and breezy at night, and quiet, no morning calls of any sorts, well ok, maybe just the mosquitoes!
Last month we also hosted cell group at our place which was really cool! Back in Bangi, a densely Malay-populated area, we weren’t able to do so – hosting cell group, I mean – besides the reason of the distance for our cell group members to travel to and fro, our apartment committees weren’t too happy either when we had some guests over during our house warming when we first moved in.
I remembered we had our cell group members from church visiting, and Pastors and family came too! Jason and I were really excited, because honestly, the house was really a little too empty, too quiet for our liking.
Early in the morning, we went around Bandar Baru Bangi/Kajang town to buy snacks, lunch, drinks, paper plates, etc, then came back and continued cleaning the house hoping the apartment will be comfortable for our guests.
At noon, our VIPs arrived! All in I think there’s less than 15 of them and before we attack the food, being Christians, our pastors prayed for God’s blessings to be upon us in the house, we said grace for the food, and sang a couple of praise songs with our cell group leader on the guitar; all these, were done behind closed doors, mind you.
15 minutes into the motion, I think we were halfway singing, there was a knock on our heavy, sturdy door. When it was opened, we were greeted by a group of 7 or 8 Malays garbed in songkoks, tudungs, and baju melayus; one of the men demanded to speak to the owner of the house. Jason stepped forward.
What came forth from the lips of this gentleman had caused our jaws to drop and our perception about this group of people sealed. Forever.
He said, “Apa yang berlaku didalam?” [What’s happening inside?]
When replied that we were having house warming, prayer and feast, he continued by saying:
“Encik tutuplah semua pintu dan tingkap, kena respect sikit kaum islam yang tinggal disini. Kalau boleh rendahkan suara.” [Please close all the doors and windows, you have to respect the muslims that live here. If possible, lower down your voices]
Despite being shock and confused, Jason replied, in as gentlemanly a manner as the guy in baju melayu was, “Ini baru kali pertama kita ada sembahyang dirumah, itupun mungkin kali terakhir. Pintu besar kita tutup. Bukan macam sesetengah orang, sembahyang pakai loud speaker 5 kali sehari, bangunkan sekampung. [This is only the first time we are having prayers at home, and it may be our last. Our door is closed. Not like some others, do their prayers using the loud speakers 5 times a day, waking up the whole village.]
The gentlemen replied “kita kena respect lah” [Well, we have to respect others]
To which Jason answered with “Kamu kena respect kita juga. Ini baru sekali kita ada jamuan dirumah kan.” [You have to respect us too. This is the only one time we have a party at home right?]
Jason proceeded to invite them in and join us. They turned us down, and went away seething. Since then, most of the residents in the building knew us by name, it was as if a poster of “WANTED” with our mug shots and names were circulated for easy ID; they’d eye us suspiciously whenever we walked past and the aunties in sarong will whisper and warn their children not to go near us, we get children throwing erasers and all kinds of stationeries on our car from above the building, the result was a cracked windshield. I’m only sad children at this young age were already taught how to differentiate colours and religions.
That incident was 2 years ago. Even though we are no longer residing there, strangely, we don’t feel very much liberated, in fact, things are getting a little… absurd.
Do you feel the same?
Two Malay-Muslims groups who still believe that Selangor exco Teresa Kok was
against the azans emanating from local mosques have come out to defend her detention under the Internal Security Act (ISA).
Bernama reported yesterday that the Muslim Consumers’ Association of Malaysia (PPIM) and the Islamic NGOs, Heritage Associations, Malay Cultural Organisations and Related Bodies Cooperation Network (Pewaris) had lodged police reports against Kok.
[…]
“The detentions are proof that the government does not remain silent in matters involving racial sensitivities and the Federal Constitution.
“Matters such as these should be viewed seriously because, if ignored, they could incite hatred in the people, especially the Malays, because their special position has often been disputed by certain quarters,” PPIM secretary-general Dr Ma’amor Osman was quoted as saying yesterday.
[…]
Speaking to Malaysiakini today, Ma’amor said just as Muslims do not seek to disturb or affect any changes to the religious ceremonies of non-Muslims, Kok should also not have sought to disturb or affect any changes to that of Muslims.
“Azans are among the 'syiar' (symbols) of Islam, and she was trying to change or
influence the syiar of Islam,” he said.
He claimed that Kok and other DAP leaders such as its national chairperson Karpal Singh have a history of making statements against Islam.
[…]
When pointed out that the petition by the residents near Bandar Kinrara were not against the azans per se but the religious lectures, Ma’mor said this does not make a
difference as both azans and religious lectures are “syiars” of Islam.
“Don’ttouch the syiars of Islam at all,” he said.
(source)
Rightly said Dr. Ma’mor! Well now that you clarify it, I hope you guys will get to earn more respects and understanding from us Malaysians who are not in the faith from now onwards :)
xxxxx
How time flies! It has been almost 5 months since we first made Puchong our home! We love our taman so much! There’s a forest bordering it, and it’s always cooling and breezy at night, and quiet, no morning calls of any sorts, well ok, maybe just the mosquitoes!
Last month we also hosted cell group at our place which was really cool! Back in Bangi, a densely Malay-populated area, we weren’t able to do so – hosting cell group, I mean – besides the reason of the distance for our cell group members to travel to and fro, our apartment committees weren’t too happy either when we had some guests over during our house warming when we first moved in.
I remembered we had our cell group members from church visiting, and Pastors and family came too! Jason and I were really excited, because honestly, the house was really a little too empty, too quiet for our liking.
Early in the morning, we went around Bandar Baru Bangi/Kajang town to buy snacks, lunch, drinks, paper plates, etc, then came back and continued cleaning the house hoping the apartment will be comfortable for our guests.
At noon, our VIPs arrived! All in I think there’s less than 15 of them and before we attack the food, being Christians, our pastors prayed for God’s blessings to be upon us in the house, we said grace for the food, and sang a couple of praise songs with our cell group leader on the guitar; all these, were done behind closed doors, mind you.
15 minutes into the motion, I think we were halfway singing, there was a knock on our heavy, sturdy door. When it was opened, we were greeted by a group of 7 or 8 Malays garbed in songkoks, tudungs, and baju melayus; one of the men demanded to speak to the owner of the house. Jason stepped forward.
What came forth from the lips of this gentleman had caused our jaws to drop and our perception about this group of people sealed. Forever.
He said, “Apa yang berlaku didalam?” [What’s happening inside?]
When replied that we were having house warming, prayer and feast, he continued by saying:
“Encik tutuplah semua pintu dan tingkap, kena respect sikit kaum islam yang tinggal disini. Kalau boleh rendahkan suara.” [Please close all the doors and windows, you have to respect the muslims that live here. If possible, lower down your voices]
Despite being shock and confused, Jason replied, in as gentlemanly a manner as the guy in baju melayu was, “Ini baru kali pertama kita ada sembahyang dirumah, itupun mungkin kali terakhir. Pintu besar kita tutup. Bukan macam sesetengah orang, sembahyang pakai loud speaker 5 kali sehari, bangunkan sekampung. [This is only the first time we are having prayers at home, and it may be our last. Our door is closed. Not like some others, do their prayers using the loud speakers 5 times a day, waking up the whole village.]
The gentlemen replied “kita kena respect lah” [Well, we have to respect others]
To which Jason answered with “Kamu kena respect kita juga. Ini baru sekali kita ada jamuan dirumah kan.” [You have to respect us too. This is the only one time we have a party at home right?]
Jason proceeded to invite them in and join us. They turned us down, and went away seething. Since then, most of the residents in the building knew us by name, it was as if a poster of “WANTED” with our mug shots and names were circulated for easy ID; they’d eye us suspiciously whenever we walked past and the aunties in sarong will whisper and warn their children not to go near us, we get children throwing erasers and all kinds of stationeries on our car from above the building, the result was a cracked windshield. I’m only sad children at this young age were already taught how to differentiate colours and religions.
That incident was 2 years ago. Even though we are no longer residing there, strangely, we don’t feel very much liberated, in fact, things are getting a little… absurd.
Do you feel the same?
Tuesday, September 09, 2008
Friends. Fiends. Fools
What does "FRIENDS" mean to you?
xxx
The genius in me has found a safer way to blog - post through email!!! Man! I'm so outdated! T_T' I hope this will help ease my boredom and the sense of lost at work.
Ah well!
Friday, September 05, 2008
OL From The Second Floor, With Private WC
Hello from the land of uh… many hawker stalls and traffic jam, Sri Petaling, the location of my new company. It feels really weird to be blogging again, and what’s worse, I’m typing this with a sense of guilt and paranoia because apparently, my company is not very big with its employees having any sort of contact with the outside world using the net. Bleah.
But rightfully so, I guess, your time in the office should be devoted to the company entirely but, man am I bored! T__T When I’m done translating one article, I’ll be mentally drained, physically exhausted, and pretty much KO-ed; but I have no source of energy charging (i.e blog-hopping, msn-partying)! Well, other than thestar.com.my. -_- but as you all know, it’ll only serve to raise my, and your, blood pressure.
With my logging into blogspot/blogger kinda frequently now, I’m afraid they might pick the trail and block them altogether! T_T or terminate me on grounds of erm… blogging! O___o eh yeah hor! Suddenly thought of that! Erm, I guess I’ll save this up to be published when I’m off work lah. =_=’’’ Seriously, what have I got myself into lah?!
Oh by the way, do you want to know my timetable? Come! Let me share with you my timetable! It is by far THE most interesting thing in my life, other than the free nescafe the company's poviding.
Alarm will go off at 6am. SIX FRIGGING AM! T____T and I actually want to have it goes off at 5 to do my devotion. Who am I kidding man!
Snooze. Ring. Snooze. For 15 minutes.
Wake up and proceed to sit on the throne for say 10 to 15 minutes, just to sit off the sleepiness. What? It’s important OK! T_T
Wash up and stuff.
Fret over what clothes to wear, because honestly, not much shopping had been done during my holiday month. Thanks to some crazy retsnips (don't bother decoding lah zzz) who stood my translating project up and I ended up wasting time cleaning the mess she created and now kena chased by her for payment! Outrageous! Argh! Being an employer sucks.
I’m into my 3rd day now, and my somewhat presentable work clothes are running out real soon, like, tomorrow -_- I mean, what do you expect right? 2 years of jeans, tshirts, and flats and now you want me to dress up?! Pfft! Madness! But on a different note, it does feel good to be in anything but jeans, and actually feel like a *ahem* lady. Heh.
By the time I pick out what to wear, it’s 6:35am, plus minus. Now it’s a mad dash to get my face made up. Quick swoops of foundation, colour for lids, I can’t line my eyes though because by mid day, the line will like, you know, drop, making me look like a red Indian -_-, mascara, comb eye brows, speedy swirls of blusher, and colour for the lips!
I just cut my hair 2 weeks ago and it’s growing into a bush now. So I’ll also have to decide how to tame it, either pony tail it, bun it, or convince myself that the mess of a crowning bush is actually the latest, sexiest hair trend. It’s usually a pathetic attempt, I know. You don’t have to remind me. Daymnit!
If there’s time, and I’m not being a bitch, which usually I am every morning =) I’d make a cup of milo for Jason. And dash out of the house to be greeted by never ending lanes of traffic congestion. Seriously, like bumper to bumper, inch by inch, if-I-give-you-a-Lotus-Elise-right-now-you-won’t-even-want-my-life kinda congestion. Zzz.
Reach office, park car, read in car (Blind Faith courtesy of Juju), wait for office door to be opened, get into office, make coffee, chomp on biscuits (coffee, milo, biscuits, Lot 100 gummies are company-sponsored items yay), read thestar.com.my, start work – which is translating articles for now, stare and focus on the clock hoping I am Hiro of Heroes and move time, or whatever, wait for lunch time, read thestar.com.my, refresh my yahoo mailbox every 10 seconds, try translating another page of article which proves to be quite a gargantuan task, stare and focus on the clock hoping I am Hiro of Heroes and speed up the time to 6pm, and hope my boss won’t email or call me and subject me to utterly uncomforting meetings and such.
When 6 strike, I'll kinda have to like, sneak out of the office with a graceful and brave front, because everyone else is staying until 10pm ~_~ and I'm well, not. I’ll then be greeted by another set of never ending traffic jam all the way back to Puchong. Everywhere I turn, it’s jam, jam, jam! Yum! Can you believe that! Urgh! The ramadhan crowd only makes things worse!
Reach home, sprawl on the coach with sore feet (yes lah! yes lah! very unladylike lah,whatever. Heels hurt ok! T_T), get change, another mad rush to church for whatever activity if any, rush to go home and fight for more time to sleep.
Repeat cycle.
Congratulations HOleishia! You’re now one of the many indistinguishable office ladies on the face of the planet earth! Ooo I feel so exclusive!!!
OK enough lah! The creative brain needs to rest! I’ll blog later… when Rachel or Gabby start bugging me again! :p
Oh man, I just ate a piece of cake with kiwi slices on top (for tea, courtesy of the company too! HEHE! Looks like from now on my only lifeline is free food from the company =___=) and now my tongue itches like a flea-infested dog! GAH!!!!
But rightfully so, I guess, your time in the office should be devoted to the company entirely but, man am I bored! T__T When I’m done translating one article, I’ll be mentally drained, physically exhausted, and pretty much KO-ed; but I have no source of energy charging (i.e blog-hopping, msn-partying)! Well, other than thestar.com.my. -_- but as you all know, it’ll only serve to raise my, and your, blood pressure.
With my logging into blogspot/blogger kinda frequently now, I’m afraid they might pick the trail and block them altogether! T_T or terminate me on grounds of erm… blogging! O___o eh yeah hor! Suddenly thought of that! Erm, I guess I’ll save this up to be published when I’m off work lah. =_=’’’ Seriously, what have I got myself into lah?!
Oh by the way, do you want to know my timetable? Come! Let me share with you my timetable! It is by far THE most interesting thing in my life, other than the free nescafe the company's poviding.
Alarm will go off at 6am. SIX FRIGGING AM! T____T and I actually want to have it goes off at 5 to do my devotion. Who am I kidding man!
Snooze. Ring. Snooze. For 15 minutes.
Wake up and proceed to sit on the throne for say 10 to 15 minutes, just to sit off the sleepiness. What? It’s important OK! T_T
Wash up and stuff.
Fret over what clothes to wear, because honestly, not much shopping had been done during my holiday month. Thanks to some crazy retsnips (don't bother decoding lah zzz) who stood my translating project up and I ended up wasting time cleaning the mess she created and now kena chased by her for payment! Outrageous! Argh! Being an employer sucks.
I’m into my 3rd day now, and my somewhat presentable work clothes are running out real soon, like, tomorrow -_- I mean, what do you expect right? 2 years of jeans, tshirts, and flats and now you want me to dress up?! Pfft! Madness! But on a different note, it does feel good to be in anything but jeans, and actually feel like a *ahem* lady. Heh.
By the time I pick out what to wear, it’s 6:35am, plus minus. Now it’s a mad dash to get my face made up. Quick swoops of foundation, colour for lids, I can’t line my eyes though because by mid day, the line will like, you know, drop, making me look like a red Indian -_-, mascara, comb eye brows, speedy swirls of blusher, and colour for the lips!
I just cut my hair 2 weeks ago and it’s growing into a bush now. So I’ll also have to decide how to tame it, either pony tail it, bun it, or convince myself that the mess of a crowning bush is actually the latest, sexiest hair trend. It’s usually a pathetic attempt, I know. You don’t have to remind me. Daymnit!
If there’s time, and I’m not being a bitch, which usually I am every morning =) I’d make a cup of milo for Jason. And dash out of the house to be greeted by never ending lanes of traffic congestion. Seriously, like bumper to bumper, inch by inch, if-I-give-you-a-Lotus-Elise-right-now-you-won’t-even-want-my-life kinda congestion. Zzz.
Reach office, park car, read in car (Blind Faith courtesy of Juju), wait for office door to be opened, get into office, make coffee, chomp on biscuits (coffee, milo, biscuits, Lot 100 gummies are company-sponsored items yay), read thestar.com.my, start work – which is translating articles for now, stare and focus on the clock hoping I am Hiro of Heroes and move time, or whatever, wait for lunch time, read thestar.com.my, refresh my yahoo mailbox every 10 seconds, try translating another page of article which proves to be quite a gargantuan task, stare and focus on the clock hoping I am Hiro of Heroes and speed up the time to 6pm, and hope my boss won’t email or call me and subject me to utterly uncomforting meetings and such.
When 6 strike, I'll kinda have to like, sneak out of the office with a graceful and brave front, because everyone else is staying until 10pm ~_~ and I'm well, not. I’ll then be greeted by another set of never ending traffic jam all the way back to Puchong. Everywhere I turn, it’s jam, jam, jam! Yum! Can you believe that! Urgh! The ramadhan crowd only makes things worse!
Reach home, sprawl on the coach with sore feet (yes lah! yes lah! very unladylike lah,whatever. Heels hurt ok! T_T), get change, another mad rush to church for whatever activity if any, rush to go home and fight for more time to sleep.
Repeat cycle.
Congratulations HOleishia! You’re now one of the many indistinguishable office ladies on the face of the planet earth! Ooo I feel so exclusive!!!
OK enough lah! The creative brain needs to rest! I’ll blog later… when Rachel or Gabby start bugging me again! :p
Oh man, I just ate a piece of cake with kiwi slices on top (for tea, courtesy of the company too! HEHE! Looks like from now on my only lifeline is free food from the company =___=) and now my tongue itches like a flea-infested dog! GAH!!!!
Wednesday, September 03, 2008
Jumping Jumping
"You jumped out of a frying pan into the fire didn't you?"
Erm yeah... I think so lohhhh :( actually it's more like jumping out of the fire into a mega-size bonfire =__=
Gah! *HELP* I'm becoming an OL*!!!!
*OL - office lady (ugh. Typing the 2 words make me shudder all over ~_~ how lah!)
Gah! *HELP* I'm becoming an OL*!!!!
*OL - office lady (ugh. Typing the 2 words make me shudder all over ~_~ how lah!)
Monday, August 18, 2008
The Story Is Like This...
... maybe I'll blog about it another day lah huh. Just sent out the completed project to the client (fingers crossed crossed they won't come throwing the papers back at me! T__T) All I want now is total quietness, chic flicks/romcom, and a house all to myself.
Man! I thought this day will never, ever arrive! *kisses ground maniacally* T_____T THANK GOD!!!!
Man! I thought this day will never, ever arrive! *kisses ground maniacally* T_____T THANK GOD!!!!
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
32 Minus 14
Ugh.
What would you do when life deals you with the most unreasonable, it's-everyone-else's-fault-but-mine, suckiest ever, almost a living hellish, basically the minute you call her she'd scream and yell at you (which, btw, I believe that's her style of talking) temp-colleague who happens to be your ex-lecturer?
Sweet talk. That's what you do.
-___________________-
Life sucks! *slaps self*
What would you do when life deals you with the most unreasonable, it's-everyone-else's-fault-but-mine, suckiest ever, almost a living hellish, basically the minute you call her she'd scream and yell at you (which, btw, I believe that's her style of talking) temp-colleague who happens to be your ex-lecturer?
Sweet talk. That's what you do.
-___________________-
Life sucks! *slaps self*
Thursday, July 31, 2008
32 Days Of Bliss. Hopefully.
Me time:
-Detox
-Visit dentist
-Glam up my new wardrobe
-Movie marathon @ home (HK soaps! Crazily time sapping activity! lol)
-Make lamb stew again! And chicken pongteh, and beef soup, and potato sambal, and a yoghurt dessert! Man I might as well throw a dinner party! xD
-Blog like mad and flood the cyberspace with my decade old pictures
-Revive my other blog with proper reviews -_-
-Haircut (how ‘bout chop everything off like Essie’s... or Rachel's! But too lazy to maintain. Le sigh. I need advice girls!)
-Sweat a bucket every other day and tone up for goodness sake HOleishia!!! (see, lijen, no more “hole is hia” ok! -___-''')
-Play with make ups
-Shopping on my own
Family time:
-Shopping with my sisters
-Invite Polly to stay over (Important: polish and shine the floor first!)
-Spend time with grandma at home… Ooo, maybe invite her and her maid over my place for a stay over too! (then gotfree labour an extra pair of hands to HELP me clean up, of course)
-Dine more at home with Jason
-Cook a full meal for my family!
-Baking with my sisters. Banana bread and cookies! Yum!
-Melaka trip! Gonna fry up a mean curry paste for Jason’s mom and sis!
Friends time:
-Movie marathon @ cinema with Sailorsim
-Day trip to Pulau Ketam (2nd Saturday of August: everyone’s welcomed to join because we’ll be taking KTM!!!)
-Ops. PigOut II
-Catch up with friends (buzz me! buzz me! Me me ME!!!)
-Shopping with friends
Anything else I left out?
* new items will be added to the itineraries as and when.
* looks like all the above agenda will be quite damaging tomy Jason’s bank account, so if you have any writing projects/temp jobs, I’d appreciate if you hook me up!
OH BY THE WAY,
who that?! O_O 
love the tie! :)
As promised, TwinnyBoys, here's the pictures I mentioned to give you! :)))
Ta now!
Oh wait, ta for good! The next I post, it won't be from my current office anymore. Oh did I tell you that I resigned? Yeah well I resigned! :D
-Detox
-Visit dentist
-Glam up my new wardrobe
-Movie marathon @ home (HK soaps! Crazily time sapping activity! lol)
-Make lamb stew again! And chicken pongteh, and beef soup, and potato sambal, and a yoghurt dessert! Man I might as well throw a dinner party! xD
-Blog like mad and flood the cyberspace with my decade old pictures
-Revive my other blog with proper reviews -_-
-Haircut (how ‘bout chop everything off like Essie’s... or Rachel's! But too lazy to maintain. Le sigh. I need advice girls!)
-Sweat a bucket every other day and tone up for goodness sake HOleishia!!! (see, lijen, no more “hole is hia” ok! -___-''')
-Play with make ups
-Shopping on my own
Family time:
-Shopping with my sisters
-Invite Polly to stay over (Important: polish and shine the floor first!)
-Spend time with grandma at home… Ooo, maybe invite her and her maid over my place for a stay over too! (then got
-Dine more at home with Jason
-Cook a full meal for my family!
-Baking with my sisters. Banana bread and cookies! Yum!
-Melaka trip! Gonna fry up a mean curry paste for Jason’s mom and sis!
Friends time:
-Movie marathon @ cinema with Sailorsim
-Day trip to Pulau Ketam (2nd Saturday of August: everyone’s welcomed to join because we’ll be taking KTM!!!)
-Ops. PigOut II
-Catch up with friends (buzz me! buzz me! Me me ME!!!)
-Shopping with friends
Anything else I left out?
* new items will be added to the itineraries as and when.
* looks like all the above agenda will be quite damaging to
OH BY THE WAY,
As promised, TwinnyBoys, here's the pictures I mentioned to give you! :)))
Ta now!
Oh wait, ta for good! The next I post, it won't be from my current office anymore. Oh did I tell you that I resigned? Yeah well I resigned! :D
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
Ich Bin Your Brother, Brother.
I thought this is some awesome news.
"Imma punch you if you pull that fist on me!" ~brother lovin'
God sure has a weird but funny sense of humour. Ha! It's all good! Really weird, but good :)
God sure has a weird but funny sense of humour. Ha! It's all good! Really weird, but good :)
Friday, July 18, 2008
My Mensa Friends & I
Sailorsim says
Someone just asked me what the hokkien word for giraffe is?
Zzttt!
How would I know?!
You know ar?
Disfcuktional J-Boo is milked like a cow. Moo~ says
Erm… Hakka I know!
Sailorsim says
What?
Disfcuktional J-Boo is milked like a cow. Moo~ says
Uh… let me call my grandma first!
Sailorsim says
lol
Disfcuktional J-Boo is milked like a cow. Moo~ says
Chong giang look
Sailorsim says
Ooo.
Long neck deer
Must be the same in hokkien!
Gotta think of the equivalent!
Disfcuktional J-Boo is milked like a cow. Moo~ says
I don’t think so loh…
Sailorsim says
No meh?
Disfcuktional J-Boo is milked like a cow. Moo~ says
No lah. So different! Like English and French different.
Sailorsim says
But all Chinese mah! It’s a dialect wor…
Canto is Cheung Geng Luk also right?
Disfcuktional J-Boo is milked like a cow. Moo~ says
Yeah. Canto and Hakka is like English and German
Sailorsim says
OK. Sailorsim’s off! 5:30pm baby!!!!!!!!!!!!
Disfcuktional J-Boo is milked like a cow. Moo~ says
While Hokkien is like… French and Spanish… the Romanic languages
What??? Zzzzzz
I was just about to revel on a linguistic discourse!
We are discussing on a very important topic concerning the mankind here!
It’s about the giraffe in hokkien!!!!!!!!
Sailorsim says
Muaks! Buh byeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!
Sailorsim is offline
Disfcuktional J-Boo is milked like a cow. Moo~ says
-_________-
ANYWAY!
The Romanic languages, or sometimes referred to as the Romance languages, are a group of languages belonging to the Italic subfamily of the Indo-European family of the world. Among them are French, Italian, Spanish, Romanian, Portuguese, Occitan, Catalan, and many more! If you listen carefully, they do sound quite similar, right?
Right!
Same goes to English and German, they belong to another group of languages called the Germanic family. Dutch is also under the same group.
Can you see the difference? Yes you can, of course! Yeah! Sailorsim boleh! And I’m talking to myself in a chat window! whoo hoo. yeah. =___=’’’
Someone just asked me what the hokkien word for giraffe is?
Zzttt!
How would I know?!
You know ar?
Disfcuktional J-Boo is milked like a cow. Moo~ says
Erm… Hakka I know!
Sailorsim says
What?
Disfcuktional J-Boo is milked like a cow. Moo~ says
Uh… let me call my grandma first!
Sailorsim says
lol
Disfcuktional J-Boo is milked like a cow. Moo~ says
Chong giang look
Sailorsim says
Ooo.
Long neck deer
Must be the same in hokkien!
Gotta think of the equivalent!
Disfcuktional J-Boo is milked like a cow. Moo~ says
I don’t think so loh…
Sailorsim says
No meh?
Disfcuktional J-Boo is milked like a cow. Moo~ says
No lah. So different! Like English and French different.
Sailorsim says
But all Chinese mah! It’s a dialect wor…
Canto is Cheung Geng Luk also right?
Disfcuktional J-Boo is milked like a cow. Moo~ says
Yeah. Canto and Hakka is like English and German
Sailorsim says
OK. Sailorsim’s off! 5:30pm baby!!!!!!!!!!!!
Disfcuktional J-Boo is milked like a cow. Moo~ says
While Hokkien is like… French and Spanish… the Romanic languages
What??? Zzzzzz
I was just about to revel on a linguistic discourse!
We are discussing on a very important topic concerning the mankind here!
It’s about the giraffe in hokkien!!!!!!!!
Sailorsim says
Muaks! Buh byeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!
Sailorsim is offline
Disfcuktional J-Boo is milked like a cow. Moo~ says
-_________-
ANYWAY!
The Romanic languages, or sometimes referred to as the Romance languages, are a group of languages belonging to the Italic subfamily of the Indo-European family of the world. Among them are French, Italian, Spanish, Romanian, Portuguese, Occitan, Catalan, and many more! If you listen carefully, they do sound quite similar, right?
Right!
Same goes to English and German, they belong to another group of languages called the Germanic family. Dutch is also under the same group.
Can you see the difference? Yes you can, of course! Yeah! Sailorsim boleh! And I’m talking to myself in a chat window! whoo hoo. yeah. =___=’’’
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
An Out Of The Blue (And Yellow) Evening
We’ve since moved in to our new pad for 2 and half months now and we haven’t officially invited anyone over. Well simply because our wardrobe is still in the living room (!), our CDs are on the floor, the weeds are having a field day, and the paintings and photos are not up!
So finally we hopped over to Ikea on a work-night, hoping to bag some good buys and ideas. Man, I’ve forgotten how long since I’ve last set foot in Ikea! When I was younger (and was all hot about becoming an interior designer), Ikea was D dream company! I'd make dad to bring us over every Sunday after dinner! I just love, love the whimsical ambience there! It’s so cool!
We drifted from one showroom to another, seeing so many new, fresh things, soaking up the ideas, drinking in the ambience, and with the air-con on high, I was reminded of the carefree times when I was in Finland! Oh the bliss!
After all the walking, giggling, and discussing about the furniture like 2
Monday, July 14, 2008
Tuesday, July 08, 2008
The Bane Of Emoness
Sometimes you get so caught up with emo-ing, you can't even remember the reason why you began emo-ing.
Pfft!
Pfft!
Monday, July 07, 2008
I <3 Happy Hangouts & Happy Meals!
That, my friends, has been my tagline for the past few days :D
The Ops. PigOut @ Ogawa Japanese Kitchen was awesome! I won’t speak for the rest lah, but I had a total kick-assed blast! And guess what, the get-together actually hooked up some old classmates which was so cool!!! *feels very achieved having done a good deed. Zen out*
Aw man! Happy food and happy friends make me really one rainbowed happy camper! :))) We should really do this more often!
Actually I’m just really lazy to blog lah, zzzz so I’ll leave you with some pictures (but I colour-enhanced them!). There weren’t much photos taken though, we were busy… uh, pigging out. Next round we should put more effort to invite camwhores to join the party! Heh.
The banquet - ready for its guests Jap's (I mean Japheth's!) favourite dish from the buffet line - "Wateroo Bungari Kekwako". This, apparently, is very good for your health
everybody get their hot or cold green tea in this plainnnn lookin' short glass. EXCEPT for some dude who came in royally late and still get a whimsy sky blue ceramic cup! Cis!
The happy piggies! (I'd stitch up the photos and make them seamless. But whatddayanoe! I'm lazy liddat :)
And from here on I'm lazy already so no more captions. Food and randomness!
The Ops. PigOut @ Ogawa Japanese Kitchen was awesome! I won’t speak for the rest lah, but I had a total kick-assed blast! And guess what, the get-together actually hooked up some old classmates which was so cool!!! *feels very achieved having done a good deed. Zen out*
Aw man! Happy food and happy friends make me really one rainbowed happy camper! :))) We should really do this more often!
Actually I’m just really lazy to blog lah, zzzz so I’ll leave you with some pictures (but I colour-enhanced them!). There weren’t much photos taken though, we were busy… uh, pigging out. Next round we should put more effort to invite camwhores to join the party! Heh.
The happy piggies! (I'd stitch up the photos and make them seamless. But whatddayanoe! I'm lazy liddat :)
And from here on I'm lazy already so no more captions. Food and randomness!
Wednesday, July 02, 2008
WONDERfullyMILKed
I know I’m gonna get some good flaming for this. But I can’t keep quiet! Wondermilk is such a rip-off!
There. I just said it. -_-
Lijen was raving about wondermilk like, 2 days ago, and yesterday, my colleague’s gf made us all chipped in to buying a box of mini cupcakes for his bd, and that’s a whopping RM49 per box of 50 cupcakes? That’s RM1 each after rounding up.
Yes there are cute, they are sweet, there are pretty and for RM1 you can’t expect a muffin-sized cup right? Fine! I get that. But this! This is … argh! The mini cupcake is mini alright! I could even hold it up with my pinky and it wont topple over! When put in the mouth, I felt…. I felt…. toe curling, mind numbing, eye squinting, brain freezing sorta nothingness! It’s just a teeny tiny bite of baked sugar and flour. For all that I could taste, the cakes tasted sweet and… stony wet, you get me? It’s wet but it’s also kinda hard for a cake. Nothing like you would expect from a cake. I mean, come on! It’s a cupcake for goodness sake! Zzzz!!! You're killing all the cuppy magic!!! :(
And the flavour was apparently chocolate chip. But there wasn’t enough space for the chips to “float” themselves in the body of the cake, so they sink (sign of too wet batter?), and were kinda burnt and stuck to the teeny tiny foil cup. Gargh! It makes me angry just eating them!
I love cupcakes, don't get me wrong. I even had cupcake towers for my wedding! And I used to love them, the brand cuppacakes I mean, the whole concept, the whole fairy and romantic-feel that bundled in with the branding and cupcakes and all, but after seeing and tasting their product now, I’m not so sure anymore guys, I’m sorry. That’s it. That’s what the mini cupcakes make me feel. Extremely frustrated. Like, for real, EXTREME FRUSTRATION AND BEYOND THE GOLDEN UNIVERSE. whatever that means.
And for that price! That sad tray of mini cupcakes! Oh and the amount of colouring that went in to decorate those little teeny tiny cuppies! Let’s just say we all garnered quite a bit of attention on the streets with awesomely gothic black lips and chow chow’s purple tongue (the gf ordered the Rockstar theme, you see. Zzz). -___-
And you’re gonna call me cheapskate. Whatever suits you man. Money is not supposed to be earned and spent that way. For 50 buck (oh we were told delivery charge was RM50! From DU to Puchong RM50! T_T so we had to drive all the way out there to pick them up.), we could’ve bought him a nice meal at Chillis, or for a hundred buck, TWO huge yummy Secret Recipe cheese cake (chocolate cheese!!! YUM!!!) and we'll still get change I think, or if we go to a nice hawker/restaurant, we could have a crab feast! Le sigh.
But to wondermilk’s credit, I suppose it is time consuming to decorate ‘em cuppies, what more, when they are so tiny, it’s hard work! Yeah.
Oh well lesson learnt. Art is not foreveryone cheapskates. But cupcakes are! :(
So yeah, I’m just being cheapskate. *slaps self* And don't ask me to chip in to any of wondermilk purchases no more! *roar*
OK End of rant.
There. I just said it. -_-
Lijen was raving about wondermilk like, 2 days ago, and yesterday, my colleague’s gf made us all chipped in to buying a box of mini cupcakes for his bd, and that’s a whopping RM49 per box of 50 cupcakes? That’s RM1 each after rounding up.
Yes there are cute, they are sweet, there are pretty and for RM1 you can’t expect a muffin-sized cup right? Fine! I get that. But this! This is … argh! The mini cupcake is mini alright! I could even hold it up with my pinky and it wont topple over! When put in the mouth, I felt…. I felt…. toe curling, mind numbing, eye squinting, brain freezing sorta nothingness! It’s just a teeny tiny bite of baked sugar and flour. For all that I could taste, the cakes tasted sweet and… stony wet, you get me? It’s wet but it’s also kinda hard for a cake. Nothing like you would expect from a cake. I mean, come on! It’s a cupcake for goodness sake! Zzzz!!! You're killing all the cuppy magic!!! :(
And the flavour was apparently chocolate chip. But there wasn’t enough space for the chips to “float” themselves in the body of the cake, so they sink (sign of too wet batter?), and were kinda burnt and stuck to the teeny tiny foil cup. Gargh! It makes me angry just eating them!
I love cupcakes, don't get me wrong. I even had cupcake towers for my wedding! And I used to love them, the brand cuppacakes I mean, the whole concept, the whole fairy and romantic-feel that bundled in with the branding and cupcakes and all, but after seeing and tasting their product now, I’m not so sure anymore guys, I’m sorry. That’s it. That’s what the mini cupcakes make me feel. Extremely frustrated. Like, for real, EXTREME FRUSTRATION AND BEYOND THE GOLDEN UNIVERSE. whatever that means.
And for that price! That sad tray of mini cupcakes! Oh and the amount of colouring that went in to decorate those little teeny tiny cuppies! Let’s just say we all garnered quite a bit of attention on the streets with awesomely gothic black lips and chow chow’s purple tongue (the gf ordered the Rockstar theme, you see. Zzz). -___-
And you’re gonna call me cheapskate. Whatever suits you man. Money is not supposed to be earned and spent that way. For 50 buck (oh we were told delivery charge was RM50! From DU to Puchong RM50! T_T so we had to drive all the way out there to pick them up.), we could’ve bought him a nice meal at Chillis, or for a hundred buck, TWO huge yummy Secret Recipe cheese cake (chocolate cheese!!! YUM!!!) and we'll still get change I think, or if we go to a nice hawker/restaurant, we could have a crab feast! Le sigh.
But to wondermilk’s credit, I suppose it is time consuming to decorate ‘em cuppies, what more, when they are so tiny, it’s hard work! Yeah.
Oh well lesson learnt. Art is not for
So yeah, I’m just being cheapskate. *slaps self* And don't ask me to chip in to any of wondermilk purchases no more! *roar*
OK End of rant.
Tuesday, July 01, 2008
Prayer Blunder
All I wanted was to compose myself, calm down, and get a grip. So I took deep breaths and said a silent prayer. Only what came out was this:
"Dear God, please bless this food for my nourishment. Amen"
Chibabom!!! O_='
I *heart* chibabom moments like this. not. -_-
"Dear God, please bless this food for my nourishment. Amen"
Chibabom!!! O_='
I *heart* chibabom moments like this. not. -_-
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