Sunday, April 19, 2009
Thursday, April 9, 2009
Respite
The first hurdle is finally over and done with. 
I shall spend the week ahead in silent peaceful revelry, yes I shall.
Semester 5 so far has been one helluvah orrsomm one. Minimum drama (close to none), refreshing, and all the while being loved by not one, but many. Lecturers have been awfully unawful I sometimes wonder if I'm just clever. (jokes, bah. Ish ish ish). Bubba has been so terribly nice, despite me having to reject him several times due to (ahem) responsibilities. In fact, he's with me now as I type. Very rare of him to visit at this hour of the day though. I truly appreciate his company all the same mmhmm.
I shall spend the week ahead in silent peaceful revelry, yes I shall.
Semester 5 so far has been one helluvah orrsomm one. Minimum drama (close to none), refreshing, and all the while being loved by not one, but many. Lecturers have been awfully unawful I sometimes wonder if I'm just clever. (jokes, bah. Ish ish ish). Bubba has been so terribly nice, despite me having to reject him several times due to (ahem) responsibilities. In fact, he's with me now as I type. Very rare of him to visit at this hour of the day though. I truly appreciate his company all the same mmhmm.
For once since a very long while, the house is so...tranquil. Them 2 rascals ran about too much now they're chilling just as I am. No random visits, no namegame, no soulcalibur, no food, no musiq, no tralalalala. Heck, I don't even care if I am making sense, for sense is making me ghey. I am but like a floaty hovery poppy bubble now and I laik it ♥
So, should I go to Malacca this weekend with AhAhRon and the Vanaynay? It's Easter :) We plan to skip the church thing and walk around like lost travellers instead. Nais? Or should I just go back to mom and do the REAL silent, peaceful revelry - with a touch of family? Hmm? Or should I just go to PENANG? Alone? That is one thing I've yet to try. Le sigh. Decisions, decisions. Annoying.
Speaking of going places,
KNIGHT CASTLE!!!!
FREEDOM 09!!!!
KNIGHT CASTLE!!!!
FREEDOM 09!!!!
AHMAGAAAAADDDDDD someone stone me! (hardeeharhar)
I be the big 21 this year.
21 = Freedom 09.
21 = Graduation.
21 = Multiple celebrations yes yes YESSSS.
So everyone,
I sincerely and courteously invite
YOU to PARTAY at FREEDOM with MEH!
Dowan? Nvm, we celebrate after Freedom. Dinner, yes? And BBQ?
Hohohoho I WANT A JOB RIGHT NOW.
21 = Graduation.
21 = Multiple celebrations yes yes YESSSS.
So everyone,
I sincerely and courteously invite
YOU to PARTAY at FREEDOM with MEH!
Dowan? Nvm, we celebrate after Freedom. Dinner, yes? And BBQ?
Hohohoho I WANT A JOB RIGHT NOW.
Btw, here's my Earth Hour a.k.a BBQ Q (late, so what?):
Candles <3
Jude Undercover
And Tya's birthday @ Republic
Cool dood
And zis is my cow. I laik my cow.
My cow.
And zis are random double yoo tee effs:
Yellow...dead yellow
Dog Food
Happy happy happy happy happy happy.
Oh Izzi's got a flower in her mouth. 0_O
ahahhahaa ok I'm going back to my Bubba.
Love love.
Saturday, March 7, 2009
Making Do
If you do not give it much of a thought, it will not even bother you one bit. Hop on and enjoy the ride, I say.
Forgive me if this post daunts you. I haven't had the internet all to myself for 2 weeks now and what better time to spew forth those thoughts than right now, now here? Ah the past week has been surprisingly breezy despite the absence of the WWW. What with the chaotic PD trip and Mr. A-Z and Guitar Hero and good company and the Nay and TH Plantations and Benjamin Button and Mimi Garang and Peepee dog and glorious, glorious food by the Dan Man...who's complaining?
There is something about impromptus and last minute decisions and random shiz that make the happy-o-meter in me fluctuate...in a good way, I think. Keeps my mind off things and forces me to enjoy being in the moment of situations. You got lost on the way to Zanzibar? It's all good, might as well take in the view of the present. Forced to sleep in a furnace? It's not that bad, in fact I feel a little breeze on its way. Skate on thin ice? Strive to be careful or suffer the consequences.
Consequences. Damn, how intimidating can a word get? We all know that with random, last minute actions come severe consequences. But whether it is bad or good, it depends on you. Ah, discovery - I now know that things aren't as bad as how you'd make of it. Yay.
But of course, it too has a lot to do with Mr. Luck. I dare say that despite his MIA in countless times of need, he is actually always there if you don't stress it - like looking all over for your pen when it's in your hands, or something similar.
Oh, and Bubba. Yes, allow me to introduce Bubba. Bubba rings synonymous with, say, a friend that drags you down and "degenerates" you mentally and physically, yet you can't bring yourself to shut the doors on him cause he's the only one that could really pacify you and get you thinking all sorts of thoughts that make so much sense (in my case. And I enjoy the company of thoughts) ...but we all know that we will forget them once Bubba leaves. Oh how much I hate-love Bubba for he has been there for me through sleepless nights and ennui - my sanity would be at risk if it weren't for him.
We all make do. Some go to shrinks. Some get distracted. And some just slice open wrists like swiss cheese. Me, well I get busy - in ways that need no pays, for unlike you (yes you) I cannot afford rapid change and be admired for spending my dad's illegal money on aesthetics. Perhaps one day I will pull through. Right now though, I am making do. Watch.
Forgive me if this post daunts you. I haven't had the internet all to myself for 2 weeks now and what better time to spew forth those thoughts than right now, now here? Ah the past week has been surprisingly breezy despite the absence of the WWW. What with the chaotic PD trip and Mr. A-Z and Guitar Hero and good company and the Nay and TH Plantations and Benjamin Button and Mimi Garang and Peepee dog and glorious, glorious food by the Dan Man...who's complaining?
There is something about impromptus and last minute decisions and random shiz that make the happy-o-meter in me fluctuate...in a good way, I think. Keeps my mind off things and forces me to enjoy being in the moment of situations. You got lost on the way to Zanzibar? It's all good, might as well take in the view of the present. Forced to sleep in a furnace? It's not that bad, in fact I feel a little breeze on its way. Skate on thin ice? Strive to be careful or suffer the consequences.
Consequences. Damn, how intimidating can a word get? We all know that with random, last minute actions come severe consequences. But whether it is bad or good, it depends on you. Ah, discovery - I now know that things aren't as bad as how you'd make of it. Yay.
But of course, it too has a lot to do with Mr. Luck. I dare say that despite his MIA in countless times of need, he is actually always there if you don't stress it - like looking all over for your pen when it's in your hands, or something similar.
Oh, and Bubba. Yes, allow me to introduce Bubba. Bubba rings synonymous with, say, a friend that drags you down and "degenerates" you mentally and physically, yet you can't bring yourself to shut the doors on him cause he's the only one that could really pacify you and get you thinking all sorts of thoughts that make so much sense (in my case. And I enjoy the company of thoughts) ...but we all know that we will forget them once Bubba leaves. Oh how much I hate-love Bubba for he has been there for me through sleepless nights and ennui - my sanity would be at risk if it weren't for him.
We all make do. Some go to shrinks. Some get distracted. And some just slice open wrists like swiss cheese. Me, well I get busy - in ways that need no pays, for unlike you (yes you) I cannot afford rapid change and be admired for spending my dad's illegal money on aesthetics. Perhaps one day I will pull through. Right now though, I am making do. Watch.
Sunday, February 15, 2009
♥ Yesterday was Valentine's
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Yes, and not Shmelentines. Not Vajayjay Day too. I still don't wanna know what you did.
Forgive me for my apparent outrage of emotions on FB and my chatterific (&etc) - I'm just, well, bitter. hmm. For I never once had a memorable (because they don't deserve to be remembered) V-day and it's been, what, 20 V-days already? Last year's was a royal fuck up and this year is more like a Family Guy day with them KKs (I still LMAO at the frog scene). And the repairmamamamaman ditched us summore. -_-
Man, I have no idea why I had just publicly and carelessly tossed that notion into the frantic streams of Cyberspace. I have this thing about never revealing your deepest fears and vulnerabilities cause they might be used against you blahdiblah and here I am refuting myself. Way to go.
But it's all good now, the legendare's latest blog post and phone call super upped me. On the other hand, coming to terms with the sudden realization that I have indeed submerged approximately 36% of me into the ominous sea of superficiality isn't too easy to swallow. I completely cannot believe that I have allowed myself to do so. Eww. I shall reserve my views about Valentine's because everybody's got their fair 3secs of fame about their critically-acclaimed views and it's just stupidly redundant.
Very often I find myself genuinely compelled to deliver a hefty whack across my head for being so impossibly stupid. For the umpteenth time, since time immemorial, I should start appreciating the little things in life that become so magical in retrospect. As also mentioned sometime ago on a morbid Saturday morning, "I have to STOP and settle for the simple things that make me happy and STOP chasing temporary, illusional, puffy highs". Someone imprint it in my mind please.
I must admit that Bak Kut Teh with you is better than, say, an abyss.
Forgive me for my apparent outrage of emotions on FB and my chatterific (&etc) - I'm just, well, bitter. hmm. For I never once had a memorable (because they don't deserve to be remembered) V-day and it's been, what, 20 V-days already? Last year's was a royal fuck up and this year is more like a Family Guy day with them KKs (I still LMAO at the frog scene). And the repairmamamamaman ditched us summore. -_-
Man, I have no idea why I had just publicly and carelessly tossed that notion into the frantic streams of Cyberspace. I have this thing about never revealing your deepest fears and vulnerabilities cause they might be used against you blahdiblah and here I am refuting myself. Way to go.
But it's all good now, the legendare's latest blog post and phone call super upped me. On the other hand, coming to terms with the sudden realization that I have indeed submerged approximately 36% of me into the ominous sea of superficiality isn't too easy to swallow. I completely cannot believe that I have allowed myself to do so. Eww. I shall reserve my views about Valentine's because everybody's got their fair 3secs of fame about their critically-acclaimed views and it's just stupidly redundant.
Very often I find myself genuinely compelled to deliver a hefty whack across my head for being so impossibly stupid. For the umpteenth time, since time immemorial, I should start appreciating the little things in life that become so magical in retrospect. As also mentioned sometime ago on a morbid Saturday morning, "I have to STOP and settle for the simple things that make me happy and STOP chasing temporary, illusional, puffy highs". Someone imprint it in my mind please.
I must admit that Bak Kut Teh with you is better than, say, an abyss.
And you, you whom I call my bff, you whom I had my first fight with on Valentine's day cause everybody else was cranky and the Sun was evil, here's to you:
"Knock knock"
"Who's there?"
"YOU'RE there ♥"
"Who's there?"
"YOU'RE there ♥"
It was a fair V-day nonetheless. And I am still awaiting my doggy speakers and other unknown presents stuck all the way in the greens. Give it up, yo!
Ah love. I sometimes wonder if it is as perennial or perpetual as I've been told it was.
Ah love. I sometimes wonder if it is as perennial or perpetual as I've been told it was.
I am suggesting actually that it is our obsession with perfection and permanence in love that is our root cause of our suffering in relationships. I believe that there is a virtue in relinquishing our attachment to perfection and permanence, without compromising the possibility for longevity in our romantic relationships.
- Shinen Wong, fridae
Monday, January 26, 2009
Happy Chinky Niu Year!
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This is mummy's year. She be the cow
Take care peeps. Mae is ang pow hunting.
Rich! I will be rich, I tell ya!
♥
This is mummy's year. She be the cow
Take care peeps. Mae is ang pow hunting.
Rich! I will be rich, I tell ya!
♥
Saturday, January 24, 2009
VB, VB, more VB
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1,2,3,4 Lemme hear you scream if you want some more
Like Aaahh~
Push it push it watch me work it,
I'm perfect!
Blahblahblah you are so self-conscious and you've got your head up high high high in that putrid sky. Every time I am compelled enough to take a peek, you disgust me...and well, I admit, you did me in too. But so what? Like them sucky sticks, I will learn abstinence in days to come. You no rockstar, you betch.
1,2,3,4 Lemme hear you scream if you want some more
Like Aaahh~
Push it push it watch me work it,
I'm perfect!
Wan mor houre. Oh noes, I should go get ready for the VB partay. So excited to be meeting them after so long. Come one, come all, come even ze unwanted, for eet ees 2009 and eet ees time to make merry. 
Thursday, January 22, 2009
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Looking back,
feeling just a lil bit sentimental...
Looking back,
feeling just a lil bit sentimental...
2 years ago...
Bruto was accidentally, brutally murdered with a hairdryer and buried in a grave dug and shoveled by spoons.
Zomg. If it weren't for the blog, I wouldn't even remember that unfortunate event. Feeling so guilty as I type this.
That was during my hamster-frenzy days. Hah.
And we got Princess (which turned out to be a Prince) on that day itself and it attempted escape 3days after.
Then Baby and Nacho had Mamat, Ah Neh, and Ah Chai approx. 6 months after we got Princess.
And then Baby died...which surprisingly, was my last entry about hamsters.
Nacho went on to a peaceful death after that and Mamat, Ah Neh and Ah Chai never made it to adulthood - they became victims of domestic violence and their home was severely wrecked.
1 year ago...
I wasblogging mushrooms
Sooo anyhoos, Chinese New Year is 3 days away and I still haven't done any shopping. I know, wth, what am I going to wear?
Oh well whatevers, I's thinking - I'm going to be meeting people I haven't met for a year, they surely won't be able to tell the old clothes from the new, will they? Save up yaww!
I still have stuff on my wishlist to grab and debts to settle!
And btw, yesterday was fun. Thankies be to Fiona, Jo and Cynthia
Oh well whatevers, I's thinking - I'm going to be meeting people I haven't met for a year, they surely won't be able to tell the old clothes from the new, will they? Save up yaww!
I still have stuff on my wishlist to grab and debts to settle!
And btw, yesterday was fun. Thankies be to Fiona, Jo and Cynthia
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
oh hai ^_^
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So yeah, first post. The long-awaited, overdue one I've been talking about.
It's finally here!
I'm so sorry xanga, I really am. You have served me well for the past 779 days (wow) and now I am forced to move on due to your indolent and (sometimes) stress-inducing ways.
Seeing that blogspot is so xanga-unfriendly, try as I might, I couldn't import the posts from my xanga site. Therefore, we shall start afresh and I shall convince myself that it is not that bad.
Alright then I'll leave it here for now. Till next time =D
p/s: Gawd I'm so going to miss xanga's smileys
So yeah, first post. The long-awaited, overdue one I've been talking about.
It's finally here! I'm so sorry xanga, I really am. You have served me well for the past 779 days (wow) and now I am forced to move on due to your indolent and (sometimes) stress-inducing ways.
Seeing that blogspot is so xanga-unfriendly, try as I might, I couldn't import the posts from my xanga site. Therefore, we shall start afresh and I shall convince myself that it is not that bad.
Alright then I'll leave it here for now. Till next time =D
p/s: Gawd I'm so going to miss xanga's smileys
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