my sexy friend

nyaha!

Just imagine me saying that as I jump out of the shadows to suprise someone.

So, exam results were released yesterday.
Bwahaha. I still don't know what I got. Nyeh. Yeah, I haven't paid up.

Everyone's on their holidays travelling somewhere. *sniff sniff* Except me.
Woke up at 5 this morning to send my parents and my little sister to the airport. Brr. Cold.

Am home alone. Dunno if I should bother going out for lunch later. I probably won't.
I'm SO sick of eating out. =(
My mom used to cook dinner every Sunday till Wednesday night.
It's been weeks or months since that happened. Hmph. So unhealthy.
So I guess at least now I can cook for myself. ^^

Eee. Dunno what to do lah. I think later at noon I'll drag the PS2 downstairs and play myself some MGS. Bwahaha.

Yes yes, really random rambling found in this post.
I'm such a nerd. No suprise.

:D Home alone. :D

P/s. I sound so overprotected, don't I? Like I've never been home alone before.

condolences muttered thousands of miles away

I only just found out what had happened to James Kim. I first heard about it when I surfed by TechieDiva. All that ran through my head when I first started reading what they had wrote was, "Oh no.. They can't be talking about James Kim.." until I got to the part where his name was mentioned.

I am shocked and saddened by the news. It shook me more than what had happened to Steve Irwin because in comparison, James Kim was more of a hero to me.

To each his own.

I started to know about him watching TechTV and I always enjoyed watching him pointing out the pros and cons of certain products. Then TechTV stopped being shown here, no more watching him point stuff out. Then one day I decided to surf about CNET and found him again as I was watching the videos. I felt delighted that he's fine and that he was still pointing things out.

He was a favorite with me because he always had this positive attitude. He was cheerful, friendly, and always smiling.

The story goes:

Mr. Kim and his wife Kati, their daughters -- 4-year-old Penelope and their 7-month-old baby Sabine -- were stranded in their car in a heavy snow after making a wrong turn onto a logging road west of Grant's Pass, Ore.

The Kims lived in San Francisco, where James Kim worked for a tech news Web site. His family owned two boutiques and a coffee shop where he stopped each day, buying a double latte in the morning and a frappe that he brought home to his wife each night.

They were driving home from Thanksgiving in Seattle, and missed a turn when snow began to fall; and their car got stuck.

The logging road they turned down should be blocked off by a gate in November, because it's considered hazardous in winter. But authorities said yesterday that vandals apparently cut the lock; and the gate was open.

For a week, the Kims huddled and ate berries, baby food and crackers. After a few days, they had to burn their tires to keep warm, and to try to attract attention. When they ran out of food, Kati Kim, who is still nursing their baby, breast-fed 4-year-old Penelope, too.

In these times of mobile phones, instant messages and global positioning satellites, it is hard to imagine that you can be lost and out of reach anywhere in the United States. Many news accounts have tried to imagine the pain, cold, hunger and fright the family must have felt -- the excruciating uncertainty, day after day, as they weren't found and couldn't know that hundreds of people were searching for them.

What might have been hardest for James and Kati Kim was to see and hear their children suffer.

So after a week stuck in the wilderness, and no sign of rescue, James Kim decided that a father has to do whatever he can to save his family -- or die trying. He struck out to try to find help. Hungry, weak, and wearing only street clothes, James Kim, a city boy from San Francisco, walked and crawled for ten miles over sharp ledges, through bristling forests and swam through freezing creek waters.

Two days after he left, Kati Kim and their daughters were found. Their health is good. But two days after that, James Kim was found dead in a ravine, of exposure.

So much of modern popular culture depicts parents who are goofy, foolish, clueless and slightly pathetic. Almost every parent is certain they would risk their life for those they love; James Kim actually made that sacrifice.

As Joe Hyatt, a member of the rescue team searching for James Kim, told reporters this week: "He must have been an extremely amazing individual. I would only hope I could do the same for my family."

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Flowers left outside one of the family's stores. (Source: TechieDiva)

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emo for pictures, music, and videos.. emo for life

I wrote a post before this one which I deleted for it was pure crap.
However, I did mention that I needed to clean out my HDD as I am running out of space.

Hello, I'm being emo.
Am going through my pc and whatever stuff is in it.. Mostly songs, pictures, and videos.
All of which remind me of the people in my life.

I'm sorry to those who sent me their pictures in MSN. I know I promised to delete them right after taking a quick looksee but I never had the heart. I don't know why you would want me to delete them. I find all your pictures very much wonderful even if you complain that you don't look good in pictures. Some of you even have good editing skills.

Were you afraid that I might show them off to other people? I promise I won't. Not without anyone's permission first. =)

Most of the songs that I have collected thus far have been because of all the courteous people who have always wanted to share the things they loved. And these various songs remind me each one of them. Reminds me of that certain time when we had fun and laughed till our stomachs hurt. Some of the songs were exchanged because they were funny.

Such as the song where the artist couldn't pronounce the words properly. So the lyrics "I can fly, I can fly.. I'm so proud that I can fly" turned into "I can fry, I can fry.. I'm so proud that I can fry". Or songs which you told me properly conveyed your feelings for that special someone and just wanted me to listen to it so that I would know how you feel.

Or songs which I decided to get after you've sung them to me. (Thank you)
Or songs that you shared with me cos you were so inspired by them.
Or songs that you simply loved.

Then there are the videos. Funny videos. Remember when you took that video of me stuffing myself into that suitcase on your bedroom floor? It was just too bad no one was around to help zip me up. Haha. Then there are videos of drunk friends. Simply hilarious. Or remember when we were all teaching some of you boys to dance?

Sorry, I need to keep those for future blackmailing purposes.

Then there are videos from my past special someone. We met online so he made me a video showing me around his home and his room. And there was the other one where he was just simply being sweet. I didn't even know I still had them in here.. but it does bring back such bittersweet memories. It was love, it definitely was. But he's changed, and maybe I have too.

Then there are those of people falling asleep in the car.. and then you know how they would start tilting over to one side and eventually they would either fall on the person sitting next to them or the window? Well, mine's of people falling asleep and falling on the windows but amazingly never waking!

Then there's the one of the friend who was laughing hysterically for more than 5 minutes in the computer labs and being the loudest one there.

Then the pictures. It just reminds me of the times I've shared with other people in my pictures. I can look at the pictures and remember how we laughed, how the weather was, how we joked, how you weren't feeling well that day, how in some.. how we used to be friends..

How I met the person I love now. How love makes people gain weight. Urgh.
How when you got that thing you've always wanted, you proudly took a picture to show it to me and how I was happy that you were happy.

Sigh.

Emo gila. I want to cry.. babi betul!
Sayang how to delete.. someone buy me 200 gig hard disc la.

killing me slowly with snail paced loading times

I'm alive but experiencing what people call a slow death.

hey hey blinky bill, our cheeky mate from green patch hill

I've brought it upon myself to attempt blogging everyday. Mostly because I have no idea what else to do this hols and I refuse to leave myself to the mercy of the idiot box.

Hey hey! You know what? I think tonight is the first weeknight in a long time that Mark didn't call me. You'd think that I ought to be all sad and moody, eh eh eh?? Hehe. But I'm not. I'm so weird. He just called. Hahaha. I :heart: him so much.

Hey hey! I saw Rafie on TV just now for the Blast Off finalists thing. Don't tell him this (Oh geez, don't anyone Google 'Rafie' or 'Blast Off') but the way he performs reminds me of how Brandon Urie from Panic! At the Disco performs. Not totally horrid but so awkward that it looks like he's trying too hard. You know the act, raising a hand out to the cameras, craddling that mike, trying to convey emotions through the eyes, all of it. Even my friend agreed with me that Brandon Urie isn't much of a performer. Oh, and neither is Cassie (Me & U, Long way to go) apparently. Some VJay on Channel [V] said that her audience were less than impressed by her lip syncing and entertaining skills. Bwahahaha.

Hey hey! I went to the driving range earlier this afternoon and practically played my hands raw! I would've started bleeding if I hadn't stopped. That hurt. I wonder if that's saying something about my grip... does anyone who reads my blog play golf? What does it mean if I manage to play my hands completely raw to the point of near mutilation? Oh yeah, I should mention that I lost my glove so lately, I've been playing without it.

Hey hey! I bought myself a swanky white golf glove after the driving range. I'm so pimping. ;)

how a molehill becomes a mountain

Internet is being a bitch again so my post on my new sexy friend will have to wait.

It's funny how when I first enrolled into Curtin, people were saying that once I went into first year of engineering and out of foundation engineering that things will get easier. I do wonder if it is because going through foundation engineering actually prepared us for worse things to come and when we eventually get there, things aren't as bad as we have prepped ourselves up to be.

Or is it because once we get there, things really are better. Because it does seem to me that in degree, we are given more chances to pass with all the quizzes that we have to take every single week, the many assignments, which in turn help boost our internal marks making it easier to pass our final exams?

Or is it really because that once we get to our first year, we are actually taking two steps back again?

I'm just mulling over this because my mom asked the other day, when Wani was around, whether we thought first year degree was harder or easier than our foundation year. We both agreed that degree was easier. Hmm. Cross our fingers and let's hope that we're not being too overconfident, eh?

Anyways, examination results come out on the 14th of December. Pray for me, people? I've already failed one too many times. Goodluck to everyone else too.

Hahaha.. I just remembered that the school is threatening to withhold my examination results until I pay them RM100. I wonder if I should just pay them the money or maybe stir up some dust storms regarding the whole issue involved.

What's the whole deal actually? I paid my school fees late. Why? Because the deadline of payment was on the same day that my foundation examination results came out. Our results only go up online at 5pm on that day. Also the same time which the office closes.

I did not want to pay my school fees early only to find out that I failed and then I would have to fill out more forms, and then wait weeks/months just for them to "process" everything so that they can give me back my money.

But instead, they choose to fine me for late payment. Which doesn't make sense, does it? What is so wrong with wanting to wait for confirmation that I am in the degree program before having to fork over MY MONEY.

It's just like paying my kidnappers the money for my family members, which I can't confirm whether they were still alive or not. Which even the kidnappers aren't able to tell me if they were still breathing oxygen!

That's what those people with their stupid "policies" are. Kidnappers! Or maybe just baddies. Actually, just the henchmen working for an elusive and greedy boss.

The conclusion is that it was a very stupid policy to have. The logic in it is non-existant!

And that's why my family and I have refused to pay them the money. Not because we don't have it. It's RM100, of course we have it. But it's a matter of standards. And of stupidity on their part.

Ever want to meet a bunch of idiots who somehow were trusted to run a university? Just call me up, and I'll show you. Don't worry too much though. They are all placed within strong glass enclosures. And so far, no serious injuries nor deaths from coming in contact with these beings have been reported.

impromptu movie marathon

The other day, Mimin and Wani came over for an impromptu slumber party slash movie marathon. I can't remember which day it was though... oh yeah, it was Thursday night. Our marathon lasted for only 3 movies before everyone started dozing off. Hahaha. What did we watch? Brokeback Mountain (none of us had watched it before and were curious), Red Eye, and Night Watch (some Russian flick).

Brokeback Mountain: The Gay Cowboy Movie
Sadly sadly sadly, I wish it did, honestly! But it didn't manage to break out of that whole being deemed the Gay Cowboy Movie thing. After watching it, it was still.. the Gay Cowboy Movie. I know I'm mean. Get over it. Besides, they were both cheating on their wives! Living lies! Sneaking away each weekend just to be with one another?? I know they both really loved one another.. and it was really a movie about love. But it still doesn't change the fact that they both lied to their families. But I admit I found the movie disturbing. The many love scenes that was in it.. yeah. I just was not used to all that. I only expected one kiss but got much more than that. I kept hiding behind the little cushion I was holding everytime those scenes came on.. almost like I was watching a horror movie. Ahahaha.

Red Eye: Oooohh.... Rachel McAdams!
Yeah, Rachel McAdams was in this movie. It was an OK movie. Not bad, but nothing to shout about either. Rachel plays Lisa who works in a hotel and is threatened on her flight back to Miami to move some politician into another room from the usual room where he would usually stay in the hotel that she works in so that terrorists can kill him. Lisa is then confronted with the choice of whether she should do her duty and protect the politician and risk her father being killed or vice versa.

Night Watch: The Russian Flick
Suprised me with the visual effects. Stunning. Wished I was able to keep my eyes open long enough to figure out what was going on in the movie though. All I remember were light and dark knights who were at war with one another, witches, killing babies, love potions, vampires, hunters, something about The Other.. and that was it. I fell asleep. Couldn't help it as much as I really wanted to stay up and figure out the story. Also, I heard that the subtitles went off halfway into the movie and only came back on when it was close to the ending. Plus, I think a lot of stuff might've been lost in translation. So, does anyone else know what it was really about? Please tell me.

Then everyone eventually retired to bed at about 4am. I got up earliest. Call me nuts or whatever, but I just wasn't able to stay in bed. Everyone else got up at least an hour later. Bwahaha. I've been watching movies a lot lately. I could probably write at least three movie reviews a day, actually. But you know how people won't be bothered to read things like that. :P

say it right

Nelly Furtado - Say It Right
Artist: Nelly Furtado
Title: Say It Right
Album: Loose
Year: 2006





Eeee.. I really like this new track that Nelly Furtado just released. Sounds very trace. Beautiful. And she looks really gorgeous with that new hairstyle she was sporting in her video. So chic!

In the day
In the night
Say it right
Say it all
You either got it
Or you don't
You either stand
Or you fall
When your will
Is broken
When it slips
From your hand
When there's no
Time for joking
There's a hole
In my plan

Oh you don't mean nothing at all to me
No you don't mean nothing at all to me
But you got what it takes to set me free
Oh you could mean everything to me

I can't say
That I'm not
Lost
And at fault
I can't say
That I don't
Love the light
And the dark
I can't say
That I don't
Know that I
Am alive
And I love
What I feel (feel)
I could show (show you)
You tonite, you tonite

Oh you don't mean nothing at all to me
No you don't mean nothing at all to me
But you got what it takes to set me free
Oh you could mean everything to me

From my hands
I could give you
Something
That I made
From my mouth
I could sing you
Another bridge
That I made
From my body (my body)
I could show you (I could show you)
A place (a place)
God knows (that only God knows)
You should know
Space is holy
Do you really
Wanna go?

(you don’t mean nothing at all, to me)
(you don’t mean nothing at all, to me)

This is the music video that I mentioned that Nelly looked gorgeous in. Doesn't she though? The video just oozes chic. And I have to say that I've always been jealous of her high cheekbones. Hmph.


And this is when she performed at the American Music Awards which was only yesterday. She was sporting the new hair and working that wind machine. It was a great performance. Loved it. Couldn't help laughing at the dude who did the background sounds though. Hehe.

we went to shiki

We did say that we were gonna treat ourselves to some Japanese food after our exam, didn't we? :P So, we kidnapped Halim to come makan with us. And brought my cousin, Greg, and brother, Aaron, along too.

Definitely fail as models. Hahaha. I ate till my heart's content that night. I had unaju, salmon sushi, and tuna salada. I think I spent the most that night too. But I've been planning on doing that also anyway cos I have to celebrate that my exams are finally over, right? Not only just cos my exams are over.. but also cos the whole sem is over and so begins my 3 month holiday!

*clap clap* Happiness. So, no regrets. Plus, I got home just in time to catch House on tv too!

first day of hols was yesterday

First day into the holidays and already I was bored. This must be a record. It should probably be at least a week before anyone could start complaining. Ha ha.

Hurrrmm.. so.. what should I do for this 3 month holidays?

I don't really want to work. I've been slaving my ass off for the past 9 months. So no, thank you.

What Kim should consider doing over the holidays:

1. Work out/exercise
2. Read books (means must buy books, but no $$!)
3. Watch TV? (Actually, no thanks.)
4. Buy X'mas presents (means I also need $$. hmm.)
5. Take up a new sport?
6. Practice violin!
7. Practice piano. Muahaha.
8. Catch on Anime. :-/ Geek, I am.
9. Read comics. Ehehe.
10. Watch movies and DVDs. (sounds like a good prospect)
11. Pick up cycling again.
12. Fix the bikes.

Just stuff that managed to come to mind just at the moment. Maybe there's more.
Oh. Yes, catch up on PS2 games should also be on the list. Hahaha.

Ah. Bored, I am.

random pictures for that splash of colour

cayman islands

Kings of Convenience - Cayman Islands
Artist: Kings of Convenience
Title: Cayman Islands
Album: A Riot on an Empty Street
Year: 2004





Been relistening to this song lately. It's an old song, I know. It was first introduced to me by a friend. Glad he did cos I loved this track. It's funny because this song, even after these few years, still sounds great to me. It helps mellow me out. And unlike other songs, I can listen to this one when I'm happy/sad/stressed/angry whereas with other songs I feel that I can only listen to a them when I'm only happy/only sad/only angry/only stressed. Definitely one of my favourite songs, ever.

Through the alleyways to cool off in the shadows
Then into the street following the water
There's a bearded man paddling in his canoe
Looks as if he has come all the way from the Cayman Islands

These canals, it seems, they all go in circles
Places look the same, and we're the only difference
The wind is in your hair, it's covering my view
I'm holding on to you, on a bike we've hired until tomorrow

If only they could see, if only they had been here
They would understand, how someone could have chosen
To go the length I've gone, to spend just one day riding
Holding on to you, I never thought it would be this clear

we are all a bit stupid at times

I can be pretty stupid at times.

Last night as I was lying in bed, I was thinking to myself..

"hmm... how else can you spell stupid?"
"s-t-o-o-p-i-d."
"or maybe s-t-o-p-i-d. oh no.. it wouldn't be pronounced the same that way."
"hmm.. s-t-u is pronounced the same way the first syllable sounds.."
"so.. s-t-u-p-i-d then! Haha! I'm so smart."
"hey wait. s-t-u-p-i-d.. that's the correct spelling already la!"

Told you I could be dumb. Maybe the exams that are going on are frying my brain cells.

Another thing that happened last night too was that I decided to take a nap before I continue studying. It was at 1.10am when I took my nap. I was sure to set my alarm to ring at 1.40am so that I would wake up and continue on with my studies.

At 1.40am, the alarm rang, I got up all groggy, and switched off my alarm thinking, "What the... it's 1.40 in the morning!! Who so stupid set this alarm." and promply went back to bed.

:D

... christmas is near

URGH! THE GEEK IN ME IS SCREAMING, "I WANT I WANT I WANT!" [Link]

Someone please tell her to shut up and just keep on dreaming.

question is worth 100 marks

10 + 12 + 4 = ?

Cos that's the amount of mosquitoe bites I got all over my body right now.

I feel so loved by the one species I hate the most. Uh. Next to cicaks. Hee.

Damnit lah. Have to wait for my skin to recover before I can wear anything sleeveless.

Or any shorts too. And maybe skirts. But I don't know if that's counted.

Since, you know, I rarely wear skirts. Heh heh.

slightly late well wishes

Phew! Relieved. The exam went better than expected. Except that I ran out of time. I managed to answer all the questions except for half of one. Haha. Cos I was writing halfway through answering the question when that usual, "Time's up. Please stop writing and put down your pens" line was said.

Can pass la, I pray. Not too sure about the next two upcoming exams though.

Isyk isyk.

Goodluck to myself.

Goodluck to everyone out there also facing exams. Let's make this quick and painless.

Goodluck to addicted bloggers. You know you shouldn't still be blogging about mundane things?? You could be using the time you spend online, typing away, studying some more! Teehee.

Goodluck to couch potatos. Don't worry, there are always reruns. And bittorrent.

Goodluck to procrastinators. You can always catch up on avoiding more work during the holidays. Easier some more.

Goodluck to you average/less-than-average students. May the light of intelligence or answers shine upon you this exam season.

Bwahahaha. Sounds like I'm only wishing luck to myself. Because. I'm such a horrid student. An addicted blogger, a couch potato (I have MTV playing in the background. Watching a pre-MTV EMA 2006 special about Copenhagen), a procrastinator, as well as an average student.

But yes, goodluck to the rest of you too!

PS. Copenhagen looks like a really gorgeous place to visit. Mmm! Must go there someday!

PPS. I was daydreaming about what I would do after exams while doing my exam just now. I must be nuts.

today

it's D-Day...

Farewell my friends.. May we meet again..
Should else happen.. a good life I wish for thee.
*sniffles*

digging my own grave

Hahahaha! I'm soooooo hopeless. Exams aren't over and the holidays haven't yet started and I'm already so happy thinking about what I'm gonna do after the exams and with my holidays.

First, I plan to have a boring Christmas.

Oh Wani! We absolutely have to go celebrate with Japanese food after our exams! Any other takers? You're all welcome if you wanna join in. Lol. We'll probably be more than happy to even care should someone else tag along.

Yummmmmmy! Can't wait. Eeeeee.

Then I keep daydreaming about what I'm gonna be doing once I'm in KL/Seremban/Singapore for the long holidays. Mmmmm.... I keep dreaming about making a video of my trip. Just so that I could have a little project to do over the holidays. Yes, I would LOVE to experiment with "film".

And then there's the chance that Mark might be able to come along with me to Singapore! Yayyyy!~ Then I'm gonna bring him around.. and show him the place... Did I ever mention that Singapore is probably my 2nd home? :P

What else? I'm so happy. Geez! Happy happy happy. Hoppity hoppity hop! Lalala~

And the shopping. Ooooh! Crossing my fingers that there would be some great sales going on when I'm over there. Then I can shop shop shop! Ah... I think I love shopping now. Eeee. I sound like a girl! Cover your ears! Urgh. I'm sure you're all like, "wtf. kim? shopping? kim??! shopping??! did kim just say the word 'sales'?? does she even know the meaning of the word?!!"

Hahahahaha. Ya, but that's cos I only learnt the joys of spending cash just the previous year. When I bought many the things. Ooohhh.. and I fell in love with brands. Oh psssh! I can still wear non-branded things. But you have to have noticed how branded things are so much better.

But then again, there's that thing where I don't know how to spend on myself. And I never shop for myself. I'm a failure. The only reason why I could shop before was cos I had people around me pointing stuff out to me, telling me to try, all I had to do was give a thumbs up or down, then they would pay for me. Muaahahahaha.

Then I remember when my handphone got stolen and I felt so down and sad and disconnected from the world. That's how heavily I rely on my handphone. Haha. So then my aunt brought me to buy this handbag which cost a couple hundred dollars? Bloody expensive bag. Also my first taste of retail therapy. =)

I'm digging my own grave here.

I sound so blonde. Ew.

manic mondays

You know, I was so happy earlier today. Not only did I have a great weekend, but I also handed in my last assignment for the semester.

Lega rasa!

It's the first time that I've ever made a portfolio that is so thick. 170 plus pages, people. Although my portfolio was not the thickest of the bunch but it still remains the thickest portfolio I've ever made. Our assignment was to make a Learning Portfolio where we would have to pick three samples of work from each unit that we have been doing this semester and to write our reflections on it. We had to pick our best, average, and most disappointing work and then comment on why we picked them and how did they help in our learning process or how it did not do anything for us. And we had to do that for all the units that we have been taking for this semester.

That's why it was so thick.

I'm kinda proud of what I have done for it.. cos I also put little tabs along the side of my portfolio just so that the lecturer or whoever would be thumbing through my portfolio would have an easier time looking for certain chapters. I thought it was cute.. Hehe. Ah. You know, I didn't even want to hand it in! Because soooooo sayang la! That portfolio is full of all the work and effort I've put into this frigging course over this semester.

Sigh. But have to lah, kan? Dahla my portfolio looked so professional and pretty. Ah, darn. And to think that I won't be seeing it ever again..

Legalah but now.. RIGHT NOW... I'm having a panic attack.

Any guesses why?

Yes,exams.are.in.a.weeks.time.bloody.fuck.fuck.fuck.
need.to.breathe.breathe.before.i.pass.out.from.lack.of.oxygen.fuck.

It rained earlier today. So as I was walking by myself, in the cafeteria, I slipped, and cried, "FUCK!" out loud.

Eheh. Malu la. At least I didn't fall. But a girl that was closeby looked me right in the eye and I just clapsed one of my hands across my pretty foul mouth and walked quickly away. Hahahahaaa.

great weekend

Definitely. And certainly one I needed. Hehe!

*on a buzz*

Love really is better than C₈H₁₀N₄O₂ (caffeine).

(Ignorantly) take it from someone who doesn't drink coffee. :P

raya post

Sadly, the only house I visited for raya this year was Mimin's. Eheh!

I got excuse! Dad was lazy to go visiting. Mom was in Singapore with my lil sis, Andy. And since I would usually go visiting together with my family... and they're all not around... the most I could bring myself to doing is walking over to the next street to visit my friend, Mimin. :P

Itupun I didn't eat as much as I would during the festive season. Was full the whole day through, till dinner. Suprisingly. I can't even remember what I had that morning. But it was all still good.

After I got home, I noticed that in one picture I took whilst I was at Mimin's house well... you'll see. Don't kill me.

Sadly, I was bored. Talentless and unfunny.

i still want want want

Oh gosh! She's got more! She's got more! *jumping around, clapping hands with glee*

And these two are more gorgeous than her previous ones.

I still want want want!! Eepps!

don't laugh please, smile and sigh instead

I was going through my old blog, Guilty Secrets, trying to figure out what it was that people liked about it. And I have no idea. All my posts were a mess. All I found out was that I had a lot more going on back then than I do now. Which just goes to show, how sad my life got. :P But I do know this, eventhough my I had more going on back then, I'm defnitely happier and more stable where I am now.

Last night Mark and I got into a fight that stemmed from a misunderstanding that happened 2 afternoons ago. Just so that you guys know that we're both human too. :P

All I know is that for the first time, I felt really hurt by him. I think it's the first time I yelled at him. I think it's the first time we both said hurtful things about each other.

It's the first time that he made me cry so very badly. I honestly felt like I lost him. That although we were still together, that he had broken up with me because I didn't feel like I could rely on him anymore. I felt like he's not the person I thought he was. That he doesn't care.. I still loved him though, at that moment. But in my mind, I tried to tell myself that it's alright if I behave like nothing mattered, like I don't have any feelings so that he can hurt me all he wants to.

That I don't need him to feel better. That I can feel better all by myself whenever I'm upset. That I didn't have to tell him anything anymore because he more than likely would not be able to understand or remember anyway. That even if I told him, he would ignore what I said so that he just wouldn't have to deal with it.

But we managed to eventually talk it out. It was very bittersweet..

He said that ever since I got mad at him and left him alone without a word, without any smses, without any emails, without any chats, without any calls.. that in that time he realised that he does love me and that he does care.

I was crying badly when he said that he thought of me and missed me.. and he said he remembered how we were together.. how I would hug him.. how he would give me piggybacks.. how I smiled.. then he told me he loves me.. then he said that he remembered how we would cuddle.. and all these little things.. and he told me that he loved me again.. then he said that while he was walking past a shop window.. he saw the masks that we both got.. and how the idea of leaving me angry till the weekend and then suprising me with presents crossed his mind.. but how he decided against it because I might break up with him and leave him sad and lonely with presents to give to no one.

I need to remember that moment.. it's rare to see or hear my boyfriend behaving that way..

Yeah.. I don't ever want to lose that memory. =)

I thought I didn't need to be coddled... talk about me dreaming. Pfft. :P

just a thought

I'm wondering if I should be honest here or would it be better if I just sugarcoated my life.

how it basically evolved

This is the position I usually take when I'm lying in the back seat of my aunt's car with Mark after church. Teehee.

Anyways, anyone noticed anything new about my blog? Or did everyone just come in and go, "Hey, wait! This isn't what Cupcakes and Muffins is supposed to look like.." and then prompty exits my blog without telling me how nice/horrid it now looks.

Doesn't matter anyway. I mostly do these things for me. It took a couple of days to get everything together, to create the graphics, yes, simple but it took awhile to come up with them because I wasn't satisfied with the maybe 100,000 other samples that ended up only in the bin.

And then there was the coding. Had to sort of relearn how to code again because I haven't really been HTML in ages. If you're gonna ask me how I did it.. or how I learnt it.. it's completely by trail and error!

I remember starting out back in Secondary school with FrontPage. Thought it was fun and then I set up my own little website on Angelfire and Geocities as well as a various other webhosting service sites which I have now forgotten. Eventually blogs were invented. Which made posting my writings easier and much more simple. I signed up with Blogger first and then signed up with Xanga as well just to see which would be better for me. You can guess which one I chose to use since I'm still with it after all these years.

Learnt how to edit templates in blogger by refering to FrontPage, surfing sites that gave tips on HTML and viewed the source codes of other blogs as well as normal websites. Does that sound like stealing to you? :P Well, that only happened when I needed to know how that person did something or I really liked what they had on their sites.

Then enters in Photoshop. And this is what you get. Which isn't much considering how unprofessional it still is.

But whatever, you know? I like it.

I hope you all like it too.

i want i want i want

Click on image for a better look!

I'm in love! With Stella Im Hultberg. I'm only hoping that she wouldn't mind my declaration of love for her on my blog. Ha ha.

Stella is an artist in New York City. According to her website:

Stella is a painter and drawer living in New York City. Despite her background in industrial design and toy design, she has recently turned to a more personal and expressive kind of creating, showing her works at galleries since last year (2005). When she’s not drawing or painting, she likes to eat while thinking of more food to eat; search for the perfect cupcake; eat ice cream at the park; and just walk around her most favorite city in the world.

Stella's livejournal.
Stella's portfolio.
Stella's shop.

Gosh. I'm a little stalker, aren't I? ;)

HINT HINT!

I want the prints you see in a little picture compilation above.

I'm thinking that I want them all lined up, hanging on a wall in a corridor of my future house. Wouldn't they look so nice that way? That way I can walk along the corridor and admire each piece.

So. No more second guesses! Make me happy this halloween/christmas/new years/chinese new year/valentines/independence day/deepavali/birthday/anniversary/hari raya/monday/tuesday/wednesday/thursday/friday/saturday/sunday/labours day/cherry blossom season/etc etc etc.

You catch the drift. ;)

i do this sometimes

The other night, Mark was so tired and sleepy so I let him sleep in my room for a bit before letting him drive home. We initially planned to watch a DVD together but decided to leave it for another day.

He was tired cos of the workout we got from going to the driving range earlier that day.

I wasn't sleepy.. but decided to accompany him.

When I wriggled out of his arms, he would mumble, "Where did you go..." and then hug me again. So cute. Although I wasn't sleepy nor tired, I eventually fell asleep.

This was kinda embarrassing but sometime whilst I was sleeping and dreaming away, I think I started whimpering and crying in my sleep and maybe kicking about as well.

Mark got up and asked in a bit of a panic, "What's wrong??"

To which I mumbled a reply, "Oh nothing.. just.. bad reality..." and dozed back off into dreamland.

Haha. So malu. I talk in my sleep. Hahahahaha.

The next day when Mark came over again, I had to ask him what happened cos I think something happened but I couldn't remember.

Hehe. So malu.

Bad reality.. Mark kept laughing about it cos what was that supposed to mean. Haih. But I guess it's cos I've been having a rough couple of days. Nothing to worry about. Just stuff that makes me upset/stress/sad/hurt/panic.

Still funny though.

Although it can't beat what I said once in my sleep a long time ago.

Which was, "No Rudolph! Don't eat the strawberry flavoured cookiessss...."

I think I was saving Rudolph. I didn't really like strawberry flavour at the time and so I associated it with poison. Teehee.

the twisted mind of mine

Went for dinner at Pizza Hut just now.

Don't you just hate it when they run out of your order so they decide to take the liberty to change your order for you.

I despise it when that happens because I'm a very fussy eater. Much to the dismay of my boyfriend. Har har har.

Anyways, I ordered for a Stuffed Crust Island Supreme. I used to not like pizza hut pizzas until I discovered that one. *sniff sniff* Why didn't anyone ever tell me that this was one pizza I could eat? To think I've been missing out all those years.. anyways!

When my order came, it was not what I ordered. Not exactly anyway. There weren't any crabsticks on the pizza, and the bloody tuna was spicy! I can't take spicy food.

Don't care what you people might say about spicy food being nice. I just can't handle it, ok? Everyone has their own tongues. Mine just happens to be extra sensitive. So pfft!

So, I waved over one of the waitresses/supervisors (she had a diff uniform so I wasn't sure) and asked her what was this that they put on my table. Cos I ordered an Island Supreme and this sure didn't look like it.

Then she proceeded to say that they ran out of the toppings, yada yada yada. So I asked her why I'm seeing pizzas that are coming out of the kitchen much later than mine with the same toppings. So she told me that it's because those (the 4 flavors in 1) pizzas were on promotion so they were prepared before anyone placed any orders and mine was made when they got the order.

That's okay then. Then she keeps on going on and on, whilst I was trying to say something, mind you, about how it's not her fault and that all they did was change the toppings to have spicy tuna on it instead and that it's still the same. If not for the tuna and the crabsticks.

But damnit! Aren't those the main toppings?! You take those away, it's not the same pizza anymore!

Actually, what pissed me off most was that they didn't let me know that they ran out of the toppings and ask me if I wanted to have a different pizza instead before they decided to change the toppings themselves.

So my dad and I were like, "If you run out of something, you should tell your customers. Cos I/she don't/doesn't take spicy food. So this would only waste not only our time, but yours, as well as your resources."

Only in Malaysia do they do things like this.

So, I got them to change the pizza. Duh! What for I pay for something I can't eat?

But after that, my mood damn bad already lor.

I started glaring at every working in Pizza Hut. Cos this is all their fault. Not even just that. Before that, it was so hard to get any of their attention whilst trying to get one of them to come take our orders.

And also, I started imagining bad bad things like slicing the supervisors body with the knife or with a katana..

Or smashing her head in with the pizza pan..

Or throwing the pizza and rubbing it all over her shirt and then leaving.. and then maybe as I leave, the picks up the pizza pan and throws it like a frisbee aimed at my head but I'm better than that, and with my lighting fast reflexes I turn around and catch the pan a split second before it would hit my head and using the momentum from the pan, I spin around, and in an unexpected move, throw the pan like a frisbee back at the supervisor's head. It hits her with a loud KONK! and she falls to the ground. I turn back around to leave and as I leave, every other customer in pizza hut gets up to their feet and applaud my bravery. Before I am out of sight of the patrons, I turn around once again and give them a grateful bow and leave.

flabby fats and pained punaners

Was going through the files of pictures I got on my pc cos I was bored, again. And found these pictures that were taken ages ago!

This first picture was what my brother and I noticed was on the phone screen when the were listening to songs on the phone. Look at that! Hilarious or what.

Imagine someone dancing with their own flabby fats. Teehee. Doesn't that paint such a funny, disgusting , and disturbing mental picture?

This second picture is very special lar. Especially for Kym. Saw this very special looking cactus in Kym's house.

This would be one incredibly painful uh... experience. Haha.

Hahahahaha. Let's just pray and hope that no one would ever be that desperate.

in just one week

Just. So. Friggin. Cool.

walking along the shores of miri

Last Saturday, Mark and I went to take a walk by the beach. When we got there, it was crowded with people who were there to either participate in a jogathon or just to spectate and enjoy the booze coming later.

We walked together along the shore, hand in hand, with many runners going past. Once, we saw a guy dressed as a pirate running along complete with eyepatch, striped pants and striped shirt, a bandanna, and a sword. That was so cute.

We saw little kids also running. I envied their stamina. I'm sure the adults they were passing during the race did too.

As we walked and talked, a rainbow flew over our heads. We waved at the rainbow which waved back. Hehe. It was a guy who was parasailing with his rainbow coloured sails. He flew over us several times and waved each time. So did his friend who had a red sail.

I think I would love to try that one day. Flying up high in the sky. Woo. Scary. But fun.

We turned around once we thought we had gone far enough.

On the walk back, I decided to go barefooted and convinced Mark to do the same. =) I'm a hippie.

We went back, still holding hands, talking about such random things such as what would happen if the runners had their iPods with them and were listening to Crazy Frog on loop throughout the entire race. :P Or even better, what if we slipped on them an iPod and made them listen to Crazy Frog and somehow they never notice it on.

Hehehe.. they'll probably start running like mad. Hey, we're helping them win the race, 'aite.

There were a couple of young adults sitting in the mud, building their little own mud castles as we walked past them. They looked like they were into their mid-20s. Am amazed watching them play like that. And on their own too. They weren't talking to each other or helping one another build.

That was weird.

Not to mention that they looked at Mark and I funny too. Hmph.

For some reason, the walk back felt shorter..

oh how the mind wanders

Now where was I.. oh yes, the ponder.

I'm too lazy to continue.

I'm sure you're all smart enough to figure out why if a woman should consider putting family before career to not have consider it to be anti-feminism.


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I'm blogging from my friend's room. It's dark because the curtains are drawn and there aren't any lights on. She's currently sleeping on a mattress on the floor. Totally unaware of what I might be doing. LOL.

She's funny. She's actually got this really fantastic queen sized bed in her room but she chooses to sleep on a mattress on the floor instead. Hmm.. but now that I think about it.. the floor is more comfy. Because it is closer to the ground, it's softer, and smaller makes it just right.

Darn. Hey, I could actually do that if I wanted to. Cos I too have a queen sized bed in my bedroom plus extra mattresses leaning against the wall just in case we have guests that want to sleep over.

Nah, I adore my bed too much to do something like that to it. Haha.

I have a lecture in 15 minutes which I feel too lazy to go to. But I guess I should. Heh. Yes, let's torture ourselves for 2 hours, ya?

Horrid! It's a Saturday and I have classes. Usually I only have one lecture from 12 to 2, but it usually finishes at 1pm so that's fine. I don't mind that much cos it's not taking too much of my weekend away from me.

Yes, my weekends are precious to me. But today, I have this replacement lecture for Mechanics. Urgh. And he had scheduled it to start at 2.30 till 4.30. 2 hours!!! 2 hourrrrssss!

2 hours of my weekend, stolen!

Hurmph. And my previous lecture finished at 1.. which gave me 2 and a half hours of just waiting for our next torture session.

Okay, enough complaining.


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I had sardines and scrambled eggs bread for breakfast.

I'm hoping it won't do something bad to me. =( Cos it doesn't sound like it would be a good combination.


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Okay, fine fine fine. I'm going now. Y'all have yourselves a good weekend.

I'm gonna try redeem my own.

the song i mentioned before

Here's the Hawthorne Heights song, Decembers, if you haven't listened to it yet.

Don't be lazy. Click on play! Play being the little triangle that looks like it's down on it's side.

we'll ponder more on this later, kids

What makes a woman ambitious?

Is it how she willingly walks into a man's world alone?

For example, being the engineer, going on oil rigs for weeks on end, and coming home bringing the bread?

How about if she chooses to stay on doing what for centuries men thought the only reason for a woman's being?

Staying at home, raising children?

Would she be considered any less ambitious? Any less brave? Any less intelligent?

syiok shock

Did I tell you? Obviously I didn't.

Yesterday was a public holiday in Brunei. Something about the anniversary of the Quran, if I'm not mistaken.

Anyways, Mark planned to come back down to Miri on that day since it would be his birthday too.

Not to mention that he wanted to bring his Japanese friend around Curtin campus since his friend was interested in maybe undergoing a course to get another degree. Maybe.

So, he went back to Brunei on Sunday, and worked on Monday.

It wasn't confirmed whether or not he would be coming back to Miri on Tuesday.

So, that Monday afternoon, I messaged Mark asking if he would be coming back.

He replied saying that he's sorry that he could not.

I, of course, was disappointed but I expected him to stay back in Brunei anyway cos his parents told him not to come back to Miri, since it was only a one-day holiday, it's just gonna be a bit of a rush.

I replied his message, asking him what he had planned on doing the next day instead since he wouldn't be able to come back down to Miri.

I was upstairs in my room at the time. Just sitting down on my bed replying his message. I had just sent my message when someone rang the doorbell.

I was not expecting anyone so I did not bother getting up from my bed. Someone else is gonna get it. That person just wouldn't be me.

Then I heard my dad calling from the foot of the stairs, "Kim!"

I got up from bed with an urgh, what now and started trudging down the stairs.

Guess what I found at the foot of my stairs?

Evil stupid Mark.

I couldn't contain my suprise though and exclaimed, "Oh my... what the hell are you doing here??!"

"Suprise," was all he said.

Sometimes.. I think my boyfriend may not be as clueless as I think he is.

today marks the day

Today is my sweet angel's birthday. Haha. And I think that's the first time I've ever called him my sweet angel. He's 23 now, still a big baby but I still love him so.

Happy birthday, baby..

It's amazing being with someone this long..
Sure, call me sakai la..
I don't mind. I know I am.

I never said anything about this but when we first agreed to only last a month, I felt sad but I decided not to be because if a month is all I'm gonna get, I'm gonna make the best of that one month. But towards the end of it, you said, "Maybe we'll let this go on a bit longer..." and that made me so happy.

It's silly to fall for someone because it makes a person ditzy, shy, blush, giggle, as well as walk on air. Not to mention that it's embarrassing for someone who doesn't even fall for guys so easily.. to have been easily reduced to that.

Am I talking about me though? Hehe. Who knows.

It's embarrassing to still feel that way sometimes.. but.. *blush* ... it feels good.

It's hard to say what that feeling is.. but here are a couple of songs that for me managed to encapsulate that feeling..

Sade - By Your Side

When you're on the outside
Baby, and you can't get in
I would show you
You're so much better than you know
When you're lost, you're alone
Can't get back again
I will find you
Darlin' and I'll bring you home


Team Sleep - Ever (Foreign Flag)

You make that dance look so new
And I'm in awe
A face like you've never seen
I'm yours tonight


Hawthorne Heights - Decembers

You don't have to speak because I can hear your heartbeat
Fluttering like butterflies searching for a drink
You don't have to cover up how you feel when your in love


Jack Johnson - Better Together

I believe in memories
They look so, so pretty when I sleep
Hey now, and when, and when I wake up,
You look so pretty sleeping next to me
But there is not enough time,
And there is no, no song I could sing
And there is no combination of words I could say
But I will still tell you one thing,
We're better together

Happy anniversary too, silly..

... *blush*

malaysian public service announcements

I don't mean to be bitchy or anything. But I noticed that the latest PSAs that has been churned out by the Public Service Department have been really demeaning if you take a good look or listen at it.

They have been demeaning to women especially.


First PSA (may not be specifically correct)

Man #1: Aiyoh.. my wife ah.. everytime shopping..
Man #2: Yalah. And they always take so long!
Man #3: That's why I always tell my wife... choose smart and buy.
Man #4: Yes, wives should learn how to choose smart, pick good quality, pick best price and buy!
Man #2: Hahaha. Then we won't have to wait so long either!
Narrator: Choose smart, pick good quality, go for best price, then buy. Shop smart.

So ignorant! That is what we call gender discrimination.

And what? Wouldn't have to wait so long? Eh, hello?? If you want us to really look for the best quality, the best price, before we purchase anything, it'd take longer.

What pisses me off is that it showcases a group of men making assumptions and thinking that they're better than the fairer sex.

Isn't it already known anyway that men are the ones who are actually the more thrifty shoppers? Not to mention that they spend more too?


Second PSA (may not be specifically correct either)

Wife: Aiyah.. this Syabas water company so useless. Everytime got something wrong!
Husband: Don't be like that.. Don't you know? Syabas is currently undergoing blablabla and is trying to fix its problems so that things would be better in the future.
Wife: Oh.. heh heh.. oh okay.. thank you Syabas!

Okay, so that may not really be a PSA but it still pisses me off. This is because Miss Wife was just speaking her mind and after one single sentence from so-called husband, she quickly changes her mind as if she's a mindless zombie that just needed to be reprogrammed.

She couldn't support her claims and how quickly she changed her attitude towards the company just because her husband thought of the company otherwise. It sounded as if she is too afraid of confrontation and is unable to think for herself and that she just doesn't want her husband to be angry at her.

I just hate that she had to act so weak and that she has to potray a total pushover.

Sheesh. Malaysian PSAs.

So lacking in creativity and so unconcerned about what else they might be saying.

curtin carnival and two boys birthdays

Since I feel very much like slacking tonight.. I guess I would blog about my weekend.

I woke up late on Saturday. At about 10am. Okay, so it's not that late by teen standards but I felt like it was late since lately I've been having to wake up at 8am for classes.. actually.. 7am to get ready for classes but I've been running late this whole entire week. I don't know what's wrong with me. I keep waking up later than planned and being so very deaf to my morning alarms. Sleeping right through them and all.

Ah, anyways, I was practically like a blob that didn't get enough sleep when I woke up although I think I did. So I slittered around the place before taking my shower at 12pm. Hee.

Mom brought my siblings and I out for lunch since I didn't have any breakfast. We all went to Grand Palace Hotel for some dimsum which we didn't get to finish because halfway through the meal, my little sister threw up. Yups. She has been sick the whole week. Poor thing. Lucky thing though. I managed to fill myself up before we had to leave.

Sent my two siblings home then went out again to get the cars washed. My mom and I anyway. Urgh. It took them so long to finish washing the cars. I felt like I was gonna lose my mind. My head started spinning because I couldn't take sitting there any longer. Yes, I'm someone who fidgets around a lot because I don't like staying in one place for long periods of time.

Although the hours I spend in front of the computer says otherwise. Ha!

Anyways, I was supposed to pick up my brother and my cousin after I got the car washed at 3pm. I went to get the cars washed at 2pm. But they only finished washing the cars at 3.40pm.

AAAAARRRRRRGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!

So, rushed to pick the both of them up and rushed right to Curtin. From the carpark, I could hear a song that my friend, Derek's, band was playing. And I promised him that I would be there to record his performance so that he could send the videos to his girlfriend. He would be playing the bass. Mweh. First time ever seeing him perform in public.

Anyways, good thing was that they only just started. It wasn't a very bad performance, btw. Pretty good too actually if compared to other bands that have played in the past for the carnival.

My good friend, Derek, whom we always make fun of for looking like a chinese pop star. Muahaha.

And you know what he said? "Wah! Kim! You're wearing a skirt lah. Come come. Must take picture this!" and then he turns to a friend standing beside me, "Eh, you know ah.. this girl.. very rarely wears skirt! Help help take picture for me." :D "Hehehe."

There was another performance after that by the Otaku Club president which got me going: ~_~

Man. That girl is delusional. The Otaku Club is a new club in Curtin of which consists of members that are crazy about manga, anime, cosplay and the like.

Aaron first told me about her when he said that she came over during orientation week to introduce the club to the new students. During her presentation, she put on a false anime voice which Aaron said, scared him. I don't blame him. And then he said that at one point during her presentation, the person who was helping with the slides forgot his cue and didn't change it.

So at that moment, she turned around, and said in her normal voice in a garang way for him to change the slide. And then when she turned about around, she became all animated again. Whoa. How fake is that? :D

No offense to other Otaku Club members. I showed Mark later that night the video I took of her performance and all, he told me that he knows that girl cos she was new the time he was a SOAR Advisor and said that she doesn't really think much before she speaks or acts which is I guess the reason for her being deluded. :D

I'm SO mean. *punches air* But at least I didn't put up a picture, mmmkay?

Didn't stay long because I had a dinner to attend later that night. What's the occasion you ask? The celebration of two birthday boys. One of them being Mark. The other being my dad.

Yes, shocked? Hahahaha. Their birthdays are only a day apart too.

Gah. The coincidence. My mom decided to arrange a special dinner for the both of them. People present were, my family, cousin Greg's family, and Mark.

Things said over dinner:

Cousin Greg: Why is a suckling pig called a suckling pig ah?
Dad: Because the pig is young and is taken away as it is still at its suckling stage.
Cousin Greg: Oh. Then why is pecking duck called pecking duck leh? Its taken away when its at its pecking stage? Heh heh heh..

Mark: Eh, what if it's called pecking pig and suckling duck?
Kim: ??? Can pigs peck and ducks suck?? *duh*

Mark: How do you tell the difference between a female and male catfish?
Cousin Greg: The females don't have misai!
Everyone: -_-"

Suckling pig.


Pekking duck.

When the food came out, everyone whipped out their camera phones and started taking pictures.

Oh gawd. Sakai lalu. :D

Anyways, this is Mark and I later that night.

He doesn't like being kissed.


I don't like being kissed and poked.


Aren't we tres adowable? Hee.

the introverted extrovert

In a day, I've been described as two different extremities. One, being quiet and alone. Two, being popular and sought after by boys.

I believe the first one. But the second? Hah.

Kinda funny.. how some people comment on how whenever they walk around with me, they always see me being stopped by so many people just to chat and so many others who would wave and say hello to me.

But it's sad too.. cos you might actually find me walking the hallways alone most of the time.

And in class, I tend to end up sitting alone only because I'm too shy to sit next to someone else. I don't want to sit next to someone who might actually hate my guts or something. Though, I don't know if anyone really does hate my guts.. but yes, I'm paranoid that way.

There have been noted observations from other parties who have labeled me as an introverted extrovert. I'm quiet unless I'm in the right situation where I tend to let it all go and then I'm almost an attention whore.

Almost.

rainy cold december nights

My iTunes is currently looping the song, Decembers by Hawthorne Heights.

I am loving this song.. if you ever get the chance to listen to this song, put on a couple of headphones, or listen to the song whilst you're alone in a quiet room and listen.

The images it brings to mind is one of a rainy December night where a girl sneaks out of her home to be with a boy she loves and after the shared conversations, the eye gazing, holding each others hands, and eventually falling asleep next to one another, and waking up again in the early morning.. the boy sends the girl home in her car, it is still raining and there's a chill in the air.. whilst driving, he holds her hand and tells her that they can't go on sneaking out to see each other and that they shouldn't be scared about letting others know about their love because he doesn't feel that it's right for the girl and he loves her too much to have to lie to her family to be with her..

Lets try to remember these days back in December
Our lives were very different
I was lonely when we first met
A small upstairs apartment
Driving through the darkness to get back home
Before they knew you were even gone

You don't have to speak because I can hear your heartbeat
Fluttering like butterflies searching for a drink
You don't have to cover up how you feel when your in love
I'll always know I'm not enough to even make you think

Please, slow down, girl
We're moving way too fast for their world
We've gotta make this last

I miss you so much, a self-inflicted coma
The days drag on I never thought of running with their feet
And when i feel the stress, I'm lonely and depressed
I picture you in the dress you wore four weeks ago

You don't have to speak because I can hear your heartbeat
Fluttering like butterflies searching for a drink
You don't have to cover up how you feel when you're in love
I'll always know I'm not enough to even make you think

Please, slow down, girl
We're moving way too fast for their world
We've gotta make this last
I know it hurts to feel so all alone
I'm by myself, more then you could know

If only they were all alone...
They were all alone...

Please, slow down, girl
We're moving way too fast for their world
We've gotta make this last
Slow down girl
We're moving way too fast for their world
We've gotta make this last

I know it hurts to feel so alone
I'm by myself, more then you could know

If only they were all alone...
They were all alone...
They were all alone...
They were all alone...

useless boys

Okay. This is getting annoying. I don't go out often, but when I do.. there are guys who are just staring staring staring. Eeeeeee. I hate that. So whenever I'm with Mark, I'll run over to where he is, and grab his hand so that they would know not to disturb me!

Yeah, that's right! I'm taken!!

What's funny though is that when I do that, those guys would do a double take. Hey, I don't blame them. It's not often that they see a skinny hot chick with some horizontally challenged boy. In fact, I would do that too. I used to raise an eyebrow to guys who are good looking and built enough to have any girl he wants but chooses to be with some incredibly fat chick. Or to girls who are skinny with a guy who is much bigger than she.

Sometimes, I'll walk pass with Mark and I would see these guys looking at me as I walked in their direction and then pass them with Mark holding my hand and I would hear them exclaim, "Woo.. boleh tahan." Stupid stupid stupid. I wish they didn't have to do that.

In a way, it's a compliment, to both Mark and I but really.. just like today.. I went out for lunch to McD with my dad and my little sis. My dad went off first to buy some things from the supermarket downstairs leaving my lil sis and I to continue on with our food..

There was this group of boy who were just miling around. Before, I noticed them trying on some sunnies at a small shop. After my dad left, they decided to sit around a table in McD and that's when I noticed that they were all carrying a video camera.

Nothing wrong with bringing around a video camera. But I got really... I don't know what's the word.. but try to guess what I felt when they pointed it straight at me. I know this because there's no one else that was sitting in line with where they were pointing their camera.

And they even had their lens off. But I know that they're not recording cos I know how video cams work. A little red light would come on if they started recording. After a few minutes.. I noticed that they had their camera still trained on me, and then I noticed that this time, the little red light on their bloody camera is on.

Bastards. Have they no respect for other people's privacy? I decided to hurry up and usher my lil sis to finish with her lunch and then left. I don't think they got much recording time of me sitting and innocently drinking my coke.

Pfft! C'mon la... and it was one of those days where I didn't bother to dress up or to do anything nice to my hair. At least let me do that if you wanna record, k? Nyahahaha.

Idiots.

senseless

You know what's ridiculously funny about what's been going on with the pope's comments on Islam's founder?

Pope Benedict quoted the Byzantine emperor who said that the teachings of Prophet Mohammed is evil and inhuman. Why? Because muslims were encouraged to spread their faith via violence.

Of course, the muslims got enraged about what the pope said about Islam being a religion where violence is okay and in some ways, encouraged. So they went on a rampage attacking churches and also threatening the church with a suicide attack for the pope's remarks.

Which just further proves the point, doesn't it?

So, the pope apologized. Yes yes, sorry sorry! But no, they just don't understand? Uh.. hello?? What more else could you want? The pope did not outright say anything horrid about the Islam religion.

He was just commenting on the ongoing violence that is going on in the world. And most are unmistakably done by muslims. I realise that this is a very sensitive issue to debate over or to write about.

I have nothing against muslims. I have nothing against the religion. My friends are in fact, muslims, and I respect them. But the point of the matter is.. why would you further prove someone's else's point and then demand that they take back what they said or do something about it?

It just doesn't make any sense.

this dog is a cutie pie

The almost rug.

The other day I went over to the hair salon and I met the most adorable individual. It made me want to hug him, squeeze him, love him. Ah, isn't he the cutest? After I was done doing my hair, I got up off the chair and almost walked on the little fellow. (Or lassie. Hmm.. I'm not too sure.) Because the way it was sitting on the floor was so much like that rug we have up in my parents' bedroom!

Except that this one had softer hair. And it was sooooo clean. Clean doggy.. it wasn't even smelly! Ah... *hugs* It was watching me so I took a picture of it. Hee. Perfect! After awhile it got up and started chasing it's tail. Hahahahaa! Stupid adorable dumb funny dog.

I didn't manage to start recording a video of it chasing its tail before it stopped and started looking at all the other people wakling past it. Watching them sashaying past with their shiny new hair, knowing that its hair is still the best. The cheek of that dog!

So adorable.. the people who run the hair salon tied its' front hair up so that it could see.. and they dyed the very tip of its' tail pink as well as the tip of the doggy's front hair.

I'm so jealous of this little dog's hair. Seriously. Cos it's so nice, clean, and soft. Lol!

After awhile of staring at the people, it got up, walked over to the front door, and plopped itself down on the floor and stared out into the world. That poor lonesome dog..

*plop!*