Monday, October 31, 2005

.enjoy it while you have it.

to all that have been worried or rather, hoping that i've stopped updating my blog. well. i'm back. holidays so far have been a blast. well. sorta i guess. its these times where i find i can gather my thoughts. thoughts about everything. life, love, myself, my friends, my family..everything. i know it sounds a bit cliche but its the truth.. and every break we have between semesters, i tell myself, okay the next semester, i'm going to buckle down and concentrate on studies and all the niceties that go along with the happy little package. but then.. who'm i kidding?.. hahahaha.. ME? a serious study nerd?.. hhaha.. i'm laughing just thinking about it.

i'm the person who just bolts n runs screaming like a little school girl at the thought of any manual labor that involved more thought than that required of a goldfish. another thing that always happens (or rather, DOESN'T happen) during the holidays is that i promise myself to clean up my room, to tidy it up and make it more livable. as previously mentioned, i think there's like a whole colony of ants living somewhere in my room.

ah well. live and let live.

my room is seriously an ultimate mess. my notes from our finals are still strewn all about the room. i have multicolored pens, keychains, files, storybooks, bandages (yes, bandaids), a few wristbands, paper bags (empty or otherwise, i'm not sure), three cd covers, one Despotic hair serum, ... an a partridge in a pear tree.

i went to genting on thursday with my dad n brother. thanks to the free gift i got from the previous Masscolympics. noone seems to remember it, but i won a free night's stay at First World hotel from the lucky draw. anyway, did you know.. that First World hotel has 6,300 rooms, which makes it the hotel with the highest number of rooms in the world..? yeah, amazing, i know. or so i thought. then i stepped into the room. even thinking about it now, i'm shrugging and shaking my head at the thought. its like they were playing a game of "see how much you can fit into the least amount of space".. i swear, you open the room door and the first thing you see is the bathroom sink. well, there is no bathROOM persay, its just two spaces, one for the toilet, and one for the shower. the sink's just out there. oh, and the space for the toilet is so miniscule, that you have to practically back into the little space, coz there's not enough room for you to turn around to get ur butt on the illustrious throne.

best part. when i called room service for an extra blanket, i got the hotel reception like three times. and each time, they asked me to "press extension 2 for housekeeping".. and i kNOW i pressed 2, i even did it in front of my brother to make sure i wasnt just hallucinating from the thin air.. but each time, i got connected to the reception. well, getting rather annoyed and amused at the same time, i finally managed to get throught to housekeeping. n so i go "hi, can i have an extra blanket please? room 9875".. and the woman on the other end goes "oh sure, no problem.. i'm sorry we're out of blankets"

.. can't you just HEAR me grinding my teeth in frustration..

its like when they ask you on an airplane flight.. "chicken or beef, ma'am? chicken? i'm sorry we're all out of chicken, you want the beef?"..

slap them left right and center.

Monday, October 24, 2005

.malaysia boleh.

is all of malaysia as corrupted as we think we are? i'd like to believe not. that we, as malaysians, in desperate attempt to seem flippant and nonchalant, always try to write off malaysia as "liddat lah!".. but its even in the tourist guide book thingos.. it says "careful when driving in malaysia, always have a 50ringgit note slipped surreptiously under the palm of your hand, just in case you meet an oh-so-friendly cop".. imagine that. we could be famous for that..

i can just see it now.. "come to malaysia! where the stuff is cheap, and the cops even cheaper!"

my godfather was relating a story the other night. he was driving up to somewhere (Penang, i think it was..), and in good ol' Malaysian fashion, got stopped alongside the highway, where the police seem to camp out these days. and, my godfather being an blue-eyed, yellow-haired America, is his usual polite self with the cops. and so, one cop strolls over, with a notepad in hand, obviously just to look as if he's writing something down. he leans to peer into the window, and says with a rather enigmatic grin "so how? you wan ticket or you wan to pay me 50?"... just like THAT! in plain simple man's english. right in your FACE.

haha.. so of course, my dear godfather did the Malaysian thing n shook the noble policeman's hand (of course with a fifty dollar note greasing the handshake).. you know what they say right? when in rome...?.. well, in this case it's When in Malaysia, Do as Malaysians' bribe..

but that's not all of it. to top it all off, the cop smiles at my godfather, gives a small salute to my godmother in the passenger seat (who, all this while, was watching much to her disbelief and amusement). and the cop says "okay, watch out along Kilometre 189.7, there's another camera there.. so careful ah!"....... *silent disbelief*

...... malaysia boleh.

Sunday, October 23, 2005

voila!* matt ong after three months of lack of basic human grooming skills.

advertising girls stole the show! no doubt.

i didnt believe it when eiran said he was coming as Brad Pitt in Troy.. guess he proved me wrong..

the crowd was so dead when we performed.. i dont know if it was us, or just the lack of crowd. i'm gonna assume its the lack of crowd. don't anybody tell me otherwise, or else..

man, it took me the longest time to track down matt so that i could get a picture with him. i know you're popular, matt! but give a friend a break!

* if you look closely, you can see liyana taking the picture in the reflection of our sunnies..

Saturday, October 22, 2005

.flurry of costumes and cookies.

halloween came and went, with many stories to tell. start from the beginning. thursday was the last paper of the semester, the one that everyone looked forward to and yet dreaded. looked forward to the end of the semester, but dreaded the horror that was MARKETING.

just as soon as i stepped out of the hall, i immediately felt a weight lifted off my shoulders. n i kept thinking to myself "oh i can't wait to go home and keep all those HORRIBLE thick-ass textbooks of mine".. as usual, van, hilyah n i were one of the first few to step out of the hall, i dont know if that's a good thing or a bad thing. we either know too much or too little. both ways, its scary. haha..

first stop: Wisma diCor. funny story to that, something about it originally being Wisma PadiCorp, but who likes PadiCorp? sounds like a corporation for PADI. what's padi in english? paddy? The Paddy Corporation Building. hmmm.. right. so, i think nature tooks its course and wiped out the first n last letters of the building name. hence stands Wisma diCor. sounds so much more high-tech, if you ask me. even if it doesnt mean jack-squat.

funky letterings aside, we (we being hilyah, van, liyana n the bunch..) spent like ages in this little costume rental place. to tell the truth, when we first stepped in, all i saw were two racks of multicolored cloth hanging rather dejectedly in one corner. n i thought to myself "shit, what have we gotten ourselves into".. then the lady (Sue, i think her name was), directed us to their folio which consisted of mounting boards and cut-up pictures of the costumes. all-in-all, it looked rather sad and not at all what i had in mine. then Sue (who wasn't the friendliest woman in the world) took us to the back of the shop. it was like she pulled a curtain, n WHOA, there was ALL the costumes in the world.. racks n racks of dresses, velvet, lace, capes, devil-horns, angel-wings, and even a boob-shirt or two. (yes, a boob shirt)

well, we picked out our costumes and left. hilyah and i went to meet arvin to practice for the night's performance. which got us even more scared i think, coz hilyah n i kept forgetting out lyrics and arvin kept forgetting the chords. but after a while, we were like "whatEVER, dont give a flying fish about it"..

note: thank you to van and hilyah, for helping me with dressing up n stuff.. =)

needless to say, we were fashionably late (as usual). and NO, i was NOT driving fast. someone please tell hilyah that driving at 100 is NOT fast.. yeeshh..

costumes that caught my attention. of course, eiran and his troy-gladiator outfit. eiran has sexy legs. hahaha.. of course van's outfit was cool as wednesday addams, it won best dressed. actually van tied up with this other girl that dressed up as some can-can woman or watever. i still think van should've won. whatever. van, you owe me a drink. i screamed myself hoarse cheering for you!.. li's outfit was hot. everyone thought u were super hot that night! (li, dont get all bigheaded). haha.. you should've seen arvin's face when he saw you get out of the car. hahaha.. oh man..

*speaking of arvin.. some things are meant to be never EVER EVER be seen..

anyway, all-in-all, the night was only so-so, not because of the organization (i thought the degree kids did a damn good job of the night, esp with the decor), but i think mainly because of the lack of people.. and a bad sound system.. but we had a good time and we took alot of good pictures.. which i shall post up when i'm feeling less lazy...

right. i just realized that this entry is damn freaking long so i'm stopping here. next stop: Teapot Cafe for lunch with BillieTan and Sulin.. mmMmmm.. hungeringz..

.warming the house.

man, were we bored or what..

ultimate jinz wei..

walking after you...

Wednesday, October 19, 2005

.of halloween and the end.

i confess. i've given up trying to cram as much marketing details as i can into my brains. instead i'm listening to robbie williams and thinking of what i'm going to wear for tmr's Halloween do. haha. guilty as charged. one more paper to go. i dont know if i'm the only one who feels this way, but when the last papers comes around, i just totally give up. i feel as if "ah, well, its the last paper, i just dont give a HOOT anymore"..

HOOT.

like an owl.

hooot.

but i digress.

haha.. man, am i random.. well, i'm looking forward to the end of the exams (yeah, duh, who isn't..) well, i'm looking forward to alot of things during these holidays.. for one thing, i have a change to get rid of the ugly thick textbooks that have been littering my desk. i swear, the mess of my room is not to be underestimated. i think i have a habititation of ants living somewhere on my desk. my brother complains that he hears this occasional thump from my room. i explained that every once in a while, a lone ant crawls out from its paper home and graces my desk. THUMP. i think the ants come out to check on me, just to laugh at the poor stupid blob with a head and arms n legs, having to struggle through the quagmire of marketing notes.

i can just hear them now, in their high-pitched squeaky little voices that we seem to give to all small little animals.. "haha, look at the stupid human! no wonder their brains are a total mess!"

ever thought of an ant, or any other little animal (lets say, cute little fuzzy squirrel) having a deep-throated voice?.. why not? who's to say the cuddly bushy-tailed creature must have a voice that can contend with Minny Mouse? (is that how you spell it btw?.. or is it Minni Mouse.. or Mini Mouse..coz i know there's a MIGHTY Mouse, so there might be a MINI mouse..)

i crack myself up sometimes.

Sunday, October 16, 2005

.do houses need to be warmed?.

sunday night is supposed to be a relaxing time before the havoc of the week starts all over again. by the time wednesday rolls around, you're begging for it to be sunday again.. ah yes. but here i am. sitting in front of the computer. multitasking. yet again. =).. i'm studying crm at this exact moment. advantages of experimental research.... how exciting.

anyway, chillingz la hilyah! i will update my blog whnever i can.. you know i haven been around this whole weekend. haha.. i actually slept at 3 last night. n had to wake up at 8, to send karleng to her seminar. i'm tired. karleng, you better get all A's for spm man.. if not, you wasted my sleep for nothing!..

ooooh, one tree hill season 3. yeah man..

went to billie's house warming party/birthday party to aunty rita (billie's mom).. had this big ass roast lamb. it was like the WHOLE lamb sitting out on her lawn with a skewer rammed through slowly rotating like a giant rotisserie chicken. except it's lamb. anyway, there were like 101 people in the house, not to mention little brats that were running up n down the stairs screaming, shooting each other, n whatever it is that kids do these days..

i dont think i'm ever gonna have kids.

man, i should return to crm. oh joy.

*will post pictures soon of the housewarming.

why "housewarming"?.. does a house need to be warmed before we live in it? someone please enlighten me..

Thursday, October 13, 2005

.of cats and stolen slippers.

i take a brief respite from the long long babbling of Wells, Burns and Moriarty (our 2D advertising teachers from the pages of a very VERY thick text). the very thought of final exams tmr is right in front of my mind right now. its screaming EXAMS TOMORROW! and yet, i don't feel worried or harrassed or anything of that sort. in fact, right now, i'm thinking of the next episode of One Tree Hill, besides other things like what am i going to wear for the Halloween thingamajiggy at taylors. and then i realize that the advertising exam is not 12 hours away from this minute. then i start to worry that i'm NOT worried. and then i confuse myself all over again. but i've gone through all the notes, browsed through the long tedious powerpoints, glanced at the exam tips (which only served to confuse me more, which i think all syireen's students can concur with). so i've studied all that i need to study, and yet, i know nothing.

nothing.

my dad hates cats. he hates anything that has fur on it and walks on four legs. my neighbour's cat, on whose dainty little neck hangs a dainty little bell which rings daintily everytime the cat so much as moves a paw. its so daintily annoying that if i hear that dainty little sound again i'm going to shoot that dainty little cat right between the eyes.

whooooooozzzsssaa....

the aforementioned cat was having his (her?) afternoon nap, perched right on top of my dad's car, where i supposed is the best place to catch the last of the fading sun's rays. but anyway, my brother, o my nature-loving, soft, gentle-hearted brother, sneaks up onto the cat, picks up his left slipper and with accuracy that only an athlete could boast, throws the slipper (handball-style, i might mention) and smacked the poor unsuspecting cat right in the body. of course the poor creature leaped at least 5 feet into the air (well, maybe i exaggerate a little)... the ironic part is that my brother loses the slipper that he threw at the cat. for the longest time, he stood out there in the bushes with a torchlight, peering forlornly through the leaves in search of his stray slipper.

i told him that the cat probably took it and hid it away in revenge.

yes yes, i remember. exams. right. to the books i shall return.

Wednesday, October 12, 2005

.bored.

bore ( P ) Pronunciation Key (bôr, br)

v. bored, bor·ing, bores
1. to make a hole in or through, with or as if with a drill.
2. to form (a tunnel, for example) by drilling, digging, or burrowing

v.
1. past tense of bear.

adj
1: tired of the world; "bored with life"; "strolled through the museum with a bored air" [syn: world-weary]
2: uninterested because of frequent exposure or indulgence; "his blase indifference"; "a petulent blase air"; "the bored gaze of the successful film star" [syn: blase ]

Tuesday, October 11, 2005

.small me.

small me.

of building sandcastles and dreams.

look at me chewing on my nail in deep concentration.

*no, its not obscene, vaseist..

.truest kind.

A friend...

is someone who keps your secrets

and never divulges them, even if tortured -

or worse, tempted with chocolate.

is someone who quietly destroys the photograph

that makes you look like a beached whale.

is someone who knows you don't know

what you're talking about, but allows you to reach

that conclusion on your own.

is someone who goes with you on a diet -

and off it too.

is someone who doesn't say, "I told you so,"

no matter how tempting it might be.

A friend of the truest kind is kind and true to you.

Sunday, October 09, 2005

.kaling's block.

why is it so hard to start studying? i know we have like damn alot to study for exams but i just can't get myself started. i think i have a problem. i just can't start on stuff. its like having writer's block, 'cept this is studier's block. is there such a thing? maybe i shall invent it and call it KaLing's block. haha.

anyway, i've been sitting in front of the computer for the past hour, procrastinating studying for my finals. i went out to chat with the 'rents, went downstairs to watch How to Lose a Guy in Ten Days (kate Hudson is hot...), had dinner.. the works.. everything EXCEPT start studying. argh.

i miss old times. i miss my friends at school. cempaka. billie, jo-anne, weikit, ronnie, gavin.. i miss you all.. without them is like missing my right hand. yes, billie, i know you're here n all but i hardly get to see you. well, not as often as in school. we used to see each other for 7 hours of our lives every single day. and now we're lucky if we even get to see each other more than three hours a week. sigh. what happened to us. will we just be faces we pass by on the street?.. i hope that i wont be the person that you see and go "hey, you look familiar. do i know you?".. its a scary thought. really it is.

i hope never to forget you. all the people that have played such an integral part of my lives. two years ago i could never have imagined spending a day without the madness of billie tan or the weirdness of jo-anne. but here we are now. jo-anne's a whole continent away. billie n i are separated by time and work, which might as well put us in different continents. but we'll work it out. we always do.

most of all, i miss you.

more than you could know. or feel.

Saturday, October 08, 2005

.the beginning.

i can see the light from my dragonfly lamp dim as the night fades into early morning. VERY early morning. its shocking to find myself actually BLOGging. an activity that i used to abhore. what an ironic thing. i guess you could call it peer pressure. THANK YOU hilyah, van and liyana. karuna also seems to have succumbed to the horrible tsunami wave that is peer pressure. taken lives of many young hopeful teens.

anyway, i got very idealistic when i saw what van did with her blog n all the photos. i just love photos. i'm gonna take up photography after our silly diploma. anyway, i just realized that i will never... NEVER have to patience or the time to sit at the computer and figure out the monster that is HTML.. i dont even know how to post a picture onto this stupid blog. i swear i spent at least twenty minutes staring at the screen trying to figure out a title for the damn blog.

anyway, its another lazy saturday night. despite what you all may think of me, i'm not THAT COOL.. haha.. i dont spend every single night out with friends drinking n what-have-you-not. in fact, i am sitting at home, and have been home the whole day (well, not really WHOLE day). and my eyelids are beginning to grow heavy.

so.

thus ends this transmission of thoughts for today.

lets see how long i can keep up with the monotonous maintaining of a blog. *btw, why IS it called a blog?*

*meep*

.my angels.

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