Wednesday, February 28, 2007

I know I know....

Where have this stupid girl been?

Why is this blog so dead?

I think I've lost the passion to blog.

So once in awhile I'll just post some pictures as updates.

And I know some people don't read all my grandmother stories, so I'm doing you good right?

hahahaha......

Neil's Christmas party;

Like Father like Son;

Jason's farewell;

Darren's birthday at Rain Hartamas (and none of his pictures are here. swt) ;

Jason's gone......

Penang sempena Chinese New Year;

Queenie's house for CNY ( again, no picture of her. Man I damn too much )

Visit back to Seafield (pun nak camwhore. swt. but i miss seafield so much!) ;

That's all for now.

We'll see how long it takes for me to come back.

Bye!

Saturday, December 09, 2006

LOVE, LIKE RAIN, can nourish from above, drenching couples with a soaking joy. But sometimes, under the angry heat of life, love dries on the surface and must nourish from below, tending to its roots, keeping itself alive.

The Five People You Meet In Heaven ~ Mitch Albom

Saturday, December 02, 2006

My class was cancelled without me being informed.

Got up at fuckin 7am and paid 4 bucks of parking ticket, you tell me to go home?

@#%!#$&#$#~!@#^$@#^$

So, I didn't want to go home empmty handed (fulfilled), woke the neighbourhood up to have breakfast. Then, headed to female paradise.

One Utama!

I love Sue Ann's Sony Cybershot! It takes crystal clear pictures yet not revealing every single pore on your face.

If you can't take the heat, I suggest you close this window now.

First stop, Forever 21!

The clothes there are all so big! I needed coverage on the bosom *too much empty space I know* Drene need more on the armpit.

Guess what? We got tegured by for camwhoring. So we decided to take a leap.

Topshop!!!!

I'm turning into a camwhore I know, don't need anymore reminders.

What I love wasn't the frills, but the thrills I get from watching from behind!

Drene won't allow me to do this alone. *miss, one pina colada pls*

First come one then come all! *weee*

Sue got really ecstatic she started dancing side to side; Drene started exhaling her button snapped. Haha joking..

Whoa, see the hiao face.. still pretty la muaks

Leon and Philip who supposed to be studying decided to join us instead. They sure take a hell of a long time to drive to One U and I thought I drive slow.

So, what to do, continue lor..

Holy, what the hell is behing me?

A total irrelevant picture to the top. Leon's big 18! That darling is so generous to buy us all dinner at Jogoya Starhill. Above it all, I think we ate less than we paid. Felt so bad.

This is the most messy entry I have ever blogged about. My head is pretty messed up anyway. So you try figure it out.

I miss cutie.

I miss his funny attempt to joke, never fail to make me laugh.

I miss his dry, leathery yet warm and firm grip of his hands on mine.

I miss his smile and pout and silly faces when he could not speak.

I miss him asking me for kisses on the cheek.

I miss listening to his sarcasm and merajuk tantrums when his wife scolds him.

I miss him so much right now tears are flowing I cannot control.

I love you, cutie.

See, he tengah merajuk;

Friday, December 01, 2006

Referring to my previous entry, Wei Ling and I planned on shaving our dogs.

Well, hers didn't make it because she was afraid to expose Moe Moe's balls after shaving all the hair camouflaging it.

However, our house, my mom and I cannot take it anymore! There are fur balls everywhere! Being the eldest with a busy occupied mother all the time, the job of cleaning them falls onto me. You can find cotton-like bundles everywhere! Sometimes you feel it on your face into your nostrils down your throat. Bleh! *furball*

My sis/bro only cares about her basketball or hogs the computer 24/7.

Shouldn't have fckn taught her to use Msn.

Spend RM 60 to shave my dog.

My hair cut costs less than that and looks nicer.

Who said so? Me la! As long as I still can look into the mirror in the morning without throwing up, you got yourself a happy Ju.

Okay, so this picture doesn't really show my haircut, but I like the top.. huhu

So now she is naked, and looks like a kangaroo.

WARNING: the images below may be visually provoking, will not get you horny or high, but children viewing without parental guidance are strictly prohibited, to avoid unwanted consequences like being terrified by their pet dogs. Or wanting to shave their poor dogs to look like mine just for kicks.

Before;

After;

It's pretty damn convenient you know? After bathing, she gets dry within minutes.

When she had that thick coat of fur, she had to sun-bathe for hours.

Probably got a heat stroke from it.

The bad side of this new look, she thinks she's God because she gets cold at night. So, she sleeps on the couch.

Oh wait, she chooses the most expensive couch she once peed on! Wtfknnccb.

Those of you who sat on that red comfy couch of mine, starting to change your mind about what's hiding within it eh?

My Dogaroo in her comfy expensive bed;

Fluey: Omg! not nice! take again! I'm still undressed!

Tuesday, November 28, 2006

Blogging is about expressing own thoughts and feelings right?

So normally, it’ll begin with an I.

I have not been updating my blog frequent enough due to laziness and most of the time now, I prefer to sleep.

I hate other people’s problems to become my worries. Solve your own shit.

I have been visiting Old Town Kopitiam too often with my friends I think they should grant us a V.I.P excess. Maybe name a chair after our names. Or a bread on their menu.

I am so sick of my college for them being unorganized. The only reason I went there is for their average reputation, close to home, can check out guys from Taylors, and affordable price.

I love my crazy mom day after day. I hated her yesterday or perhaps last week, but I will love her forever.

I do not hold marriage as a sacred and deep bond as an inspiration now. Somebody will have to convince me that I’ll be 100 percent safe and sound in their care before I marry them. Maybe request for a pre-nuptial. Sad but true.

I might be losing something beginning of next year, yet gaining something else I’ve lost a few years ago that I envied from others. However, my conscience telling me whatever that is on the contrary side.

I am grateful I bumped into such a wonderful guy who puts me on top all the time that I sometimes wonder have I done enough.

I am pretty disappointed with the fact that I might not enter a university with a good rep and status, but I should be grateful enough to have books to study and learn about, with a secured future at least.

I read half of Tuesdays with Morrie by Mitch Albom at Borders, but too thrifty to purchase it because it costs 30 bucks for a small amount of pages. So anybody with the book, I will love to borrow it from you thank you love you muaks you.

I love Happy Feet it’s so cute, simple and funny I’m going to drag mister to watch with me tomorrow again. If you expect dry, sarcastic and mature jokes with a twist, I suggest you leave to another theater to watch Eva Green or Daniel Craigs well-endowed physique that makes you go gaga instead. Don’t call Happy Feet lame or I’ll stick my feet into places you can’t imagine.

I realize that I’m pretty good at stalking. Beware.

I need to read the newspaper more often, I am so ignorant of what is going on with the world and I’m now 8 anymore where the biggest issue in life is to predict what Smartshop is going to promote today at 12p.m. Don’t laugh at me because I found a lot of people have this weird leisure pursuit.

I once questioned my sexuality. Surprised?

I really need to figure out my interest and my future prefer career soon or I’m going to have to stick with the idea of marrying an old dying rich man. I realize a lot of girls have this dream eh? Damn it means even this field I have to face competition. What the lame. What do I look like more? A lawyer/ biotechnologist/ mass-com person/ a housewife? Please help me through the dilemma and I’ll buy you dinner at Tony Roma’s once I earned my first 10 k pay cheque.

Until then, good night and good luck.

My beautiful mommy;

Sometimes, I dont understand myself too. Swt. Why do my fringe look so weird? or because we were sweating like mad waiting for sue.

Wednesday, November 22, 2006

Yesterday evening me and my itchy mouth complained about my right ass-cheek.

It hurts la.. Not exactly excruciating, but more to irritating. Like a bad tooth in your gums pinching you lightly that you can’t sleep at night. Or after waking up from sleeping in an awkward position that your bones got sesat in between.

Yeap. That was how I felt about my right ass-cheek.

Wtf.

I thought I was just going to make my mom and my sister to laugh that joke off since we say random lines to see who can make each other laugh at home, the ones that got cengkerik loses. Imagine crickets cricketing at night. When nobody laughs.

Swt-ness.

After they laugh at that weird/disgusting/toomuchinformation/imaginative (well not for my sister and my mom since they’re all females) remark, my mom brought some Salonpas-like plasters and ask me to take off my pants.

Me : NOWAY!

Mom : Come here! Dont play play its not good to have unknown pains everywhere.

Me : Nevermind. I play only, my mouth itchy.

Mom : No need to shy shy.

Me : I do myself la!

Mom : You cannot see! *looking frus* Come here!

Me : *speechless*

Do you know how embarrassing it is to let your mom see half of your ass at this age?

Although she made me bathed me fed me played with me dressed me once upon a time, at this point of life, more accurately when I started primary school, letting people see your pee-pee or your nen-nen or your buttock is considered as, shy-shy.

Wtf.

Au revoir

Monday, November 20, 2006

Are you tired of seeing the same ole green blog i had?

I used to say, it is not the design of the layout that matters, but the wonderful content, the ability of the blogger to express his/her life with interesting details.

EHHHHGGGGGGGGGGGGG

I'm bored of it so i decided to change its image, a clean fresh background for more enjoyable reads.

Raighttt....

Thanks to miss Andrene Kang,

TA DA!!!!!!!

It's simple, 'concentrated' and not blinding.

So come and visit my blog more often k?

Au revoir, huney buns