Sugar-Rushin' Me

So I'm back. Hey y'all.

I guess most were wondering where the hell I've been for the past few weeks. Mira thought I died - lol Mira. The truth is, I was sick. Really sick.

It all started with the stupid IELTS examination, where the hall's air-conditioning was set to murder souls. I was one of those unfortunate souls, damn it. During the first day, I was having SUCH, BAD, migraines that I became so paranoid. Excuse my imagination, but since Natasha Richardson just passed away then from brain haemorrhage, I started thinking I was suffering from the same ordeal (the brain haemorrhage, not the... death). I know it sounds stupid but my head was in so much pain! Finally my sister took me to the doctor who gave me antibiotics, paracetamol and migraine pills. 

I hate doctors sometimes.

Who would've thought paracetamol and migraine pills are one of the major causes of insanely, painful, annoying, life-crushing gastric pain!!?? I was taking the migraine pills happily cos they totally worked, I wasn't bleeding in the brain no more. Then I went back to Penang and in the bus I was in terrible pain. My stomach was killing me. I needed to eat but when I did, I wanted to puke. My tummy was starting to churn, scolding the living hell out of me for not knowing how to maintain its health. I walked like a feather, swinging from left to right. When I got to Penang I was okay for a while. Seeing a friend after weeks of isolation was rewarding. I went to Carol's house and she'd cooked me ratatouille, but then the smell killed me.

HOW COULD RATATOUILLE'S SMELL BE SO REVOLTING????

It was impossible! I'd been waiting for this meal for MONTHS! And the moment I smelt it I wanted to puke?? I really hate doctors.

What was supposed to be a week of fun staying in a hotel, just hanging and playing at the beach turned out to be H.E.L.L. I was stuck at Carol's house pathetically, couldn't even move. She took real great care of me - bless you for that Rol. Oh thanks to Mary too for having me in her house =) Lovely renovation btw. I was getting really aggressive cos I didn't have much sleep. Who could sleep when they have to wake up every two second to puke, or feel extremely miserable from sweating and yet feels like it's too cold when the fan is on!??? 

I HATE BEING SICK!

A day later mom took me home to Kulim. I was excited, cos there was nothing else I needed besides some mommy loving. And day after day mommy loving was all I needed because I became more and more sick. I couldn't move, it hurt to lift my arm up, I puked all the time, water was too extremely cold or too extremely hot. It was miserable! I was miserable!

TV was my friend. Seriously I fell in love with it. Things that made me happy with TV were:

1. Emotion Sickness video being played. My god! Silverchair??? And not just any Silverchair songs, but one from Neon Ballroom??? It was tres cool. I was happehhh!!!
2. The Biggest Loser. LOL! Whatever, that show was gold.
3. Lara on CSI!! Okay I have no idea what her character's name is in CSI, but Lara is on CSI!! I was sad bout Warrick dying, but him getting replaced by Lara??? DAMN MAN! And her character's so cool! Oh and the miniature killer is getting into my head - really.
4. Thirteen's storyline in House. I don't even watch House so much, but her storyline is awesome. Oh and I'm kinda excited to see House finally getting to kiss his love. I'm such a geek. Oh but whatever, Olivia Wilde is awesome, and her husband kicks ass in photography.
5. Seeing Sheryl on TV. That made my day! I missed her so much when I saw her. It was fun.

After 10 days being in my bed, mom couldn't hack it anymore. She took me to the ER and I was wheeled in immediately. They took my blood pressure, heard my story and placed me on a bed. Then the needles came out. I didn't mind at first, thinking that they were just gonna take my blood. I'm used to that. I have so many holes on my left arm it's nuts. But I was mistaken. They wanted to put me on drips. Let me just say; whatever you guys do, DON'T get yourself into enough trouble to have needles poked into your HAND. Why? Cos it hurts - like a bitch. I still have a green slash purple bruise to prove it, even though it's been a week since my visit to the damned ER.

I've been to the ER a couple of times before. But I've never been there in the state of consciousness that I was in. I could hear everything, smell everything, SEE everything. Let me just say, after witnessing an injured dude who got slashed by a machete by his wife's ex-husband, a family friend who suffered from a heart disease and who kept vomitting in front of me (takziah goes to this uncle, as he just passed away two days ago), countless of motorcyle accidents and buckets of BLOOD - I vowed not to set foot in an ER again. I was there for five good hours. Then the doctor asked me to go to him (right after the nurse pulled out the needle out of me, and I started bleeding like a fountain). He asked if I was pregnant. I laughed. He said he was serious. I laughed even more. He frowned. I assured him I wasn't pregnant after several tries and finally, the doctor diagnosed me. "You have viral fever." ... WHAT??? Viral fever!? Like, seriously? Mom said I was tenat for god's sakes (dying) lol! Even the doctor was skeptical about it cos I looked so bad, but that's what my blood test said. He was still convinced I was carrying an infant. 

I went home and it took another week before I was finally okay, and the day I could finally stand up was the day mom fell sick. Oh the irony.

I feared getting on the weighing scale actually. I knew I lost weight, I could see it from the bones sticking out at my waist. But I think I watched a little too many episodes of The Biggest Loser and finally got inspired to get on that weighing scale. I was shocked. I lost 13 pounds, which is around 6+ kg's. Not happy Jen.

I hate being anything under 50kg. I don't know how to gain my weight back, but hopefully it'll come back.

Besides that.... I've been accepted into 2 uni's. Not the ones I really really wanted, but it's still good =)

Ah life, welcome back !

- S

Six months down the road and I am still alive.

Hey y'all!

So yeah, I haven't written for quite some time, as if any of y'all noticed lol! I'm back at my sister's house and after a whole day of babysitting two infants, I am finally bored and in need of attention. Blog's always a good way to get it - without really getting it that is.

It's been half a year, half a million memories later and I am now a graduate, a person who now hates all forms of sales consultancy, a kiddo who finally gets to buy her own iPod (I know. Shut up.); and I am half a year closer towards maturity. The past few months have not been entertaining - I can give you that much. It had been torturous for the most part, had been downright soul-breaking and I now no longer give a shit about pleasantries. Imagine: I only worked for one and a half as a gym consultant, and I now think that there is no one in the world to trust (except for like; five people lol).

But that's why The Getaway Plan sings "Don't believe in anything, that's what we're told..." didn't they? That's what the world really is, and that's what one of my friends had been trying to tell me. Don't believe in anything. As much as I'd like to say that his words are probably the most pessimisstic thing anyone would say - I would have to agree. This world is dirty. People are fucked. That's why we have wars and economic conflicts. That's why peace is just nice to be sung like a Beatles song instead of said to be believed. With anything more than false belief, we would fall; and this is coming from someone who was really really optimistic. This is coming from me.

It scares me to see what I've written. Scares me even more to actually believe it. But I was writing my scholarship essay and read about frauds statistics in America in the accounting profession. Every year, six percent losses will be found from a typical organization's annual revenue caused by accounting frauds. In average, this would lead to about USD400-600billion of losses per year. That is fucking ridiculous! What the hell is this world turning into? I know most would probably laugh at me and go like; "Duh, as if that's new." Yeah I know this ain't new. I just can't believe we're stone age enough not be able to get rid of the damn problem!

And what scares me most - is the thought that I'd be one of those people committing the frauds.

Who knows right?

Everyone's a hypocrite; I won't be surprised if I end up being one too.

The only thing that's been calming me down these days is the thought of spending MY OWN sweet money, while writing on my song-cum-prose. My last written paragraph was this:

"I looked at her now, and into her eyes. I could see the way they stared at mine, the way they longed for fangs and eyeliners, for swings under an oak tree, for a list of a hundred reasons to love... I could hear the anxiety through her shirt, could feel the intermittent heartbeat drumming uncontrollably; wild and weary at the same time. I could hear her thoughts now because they were exactly like mine whenever I was close to her cousin; consisting of forbidden throughts, of involuntary yearnings and of unwanted confusion; although our concerns came from completely different grounds, I bet both sickened the same way. She grinned cheekily at me, as if trying to hide all those feelings away, looking warm and carefree; moving and affectionate, as if that smile was made only for me and no one else."

Bet you're wondering what the story's about now HA!

.... Bet no one's reading lol.

I think I won the second one. OH WELL.

I love Love Song Requiem by Trading Yesterday cos it makes me cry. Funny enough, my first ex's name is in the song :P

Well I'm running into the abyss of forbidden literature. Take care y'all!

- S

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Emily will find a better place to fall asleep
She belongs to fairy tales that I could never see
The future haunts with memories that I could never have
But hope is just a stranger wondering how it got too bad

I die each time you look away
My heart, my life will never be the same
This love will take my everything
One breath, one touch will be the end of me

Emily will find a better place to fall asleep
Maybe she will save me in the oceans of her dream
And maybe someday live
Maybe someday live

 

Welcome back sars, LJ said to me when I finally logged in after a much needed 2++ weeks vacation away from communication. It sounds pretty horriftying.



Gosh, what a weird name. Sars. 



That's a disease.               Sars.



Well they took the name off of me, cos I've been initialed SARS for ... the past 18 years.



                                                         ..............RIP-OFFER!



Okay yeah. To be honest, I'm too lazy to talk about Bali, though I really have so much to say. Well, let's put it this way - if any of y'all feel like going to Bali anytime soon, just ask me for directions on where to go. I'm getting kinda used to Ubud, and I miss it so much, so I can give you suggestions here and there.


Besides that, a random dude on Facebook just asked me if I was a chef, because apparently, I look like one.

Does watchin' Restaurant Makeover a million times a week qualify as being a chef, or looking like one? I don't know. I feel kinda knowledgeable though, so maybe I can self-credit myself a la Janice Dickinson.



Besides that, a random thing happened on Friendster yesterday, where a random message suddenly popped on my screen that said; "Get me myself's attention and send a smile". Yeah okay, sure I'll get myself my own attention by sending me my own smile - thanks Friendster, how come I've never thought of that! Genius. Pure genius (though I first spelt "pure" as "poor", total coincidence. Oh well.)


It's 3.37 AM, and I'm stuck at Paul's house being too lazy to move - or do anything else. I badly need to pee (when is it that I don't?) - but... I said I'm lazy, didn't I?



I sound like a man. It's been goin' on for almost a week. I'm growing fond of it - not my manliness, just the whole husky voice thingy. I don't know why I'm telling y'all this.




Anyone wanna sponsor me the house next to Hayley Williams, just give me a call eh?






I swear I'm not a stalker.







Well, okay, maybe just a little bit.



=)



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P/S: How weird is that I actually posted this to another username I made (that I don't remember ANYTHING about), and wondered why the hell my whole blog was completely empty. This is a sign. A sign that only comes at 4 AM in the morning. Oh body, I get your hint, stay down.

Sup y'all.

So how's everybody? I actually wanna pee, and this always happen at the start of my post which dearly pisses me off >_> ... oxmoronic.

Over the weekends, I pretty much got excited over the reconnection of my cable TV. Mom's all like; "See this is why we don't pay those cable bills. You become a rock when that thing's on." Lol! Sorry mom, I'm just deprived of entertainment.

I read poems I wrote some time ago but I couldn't remember what they were all about, or remember that I even wrote those things. But the writing was mine... Doesn't it scare you if you can't remember what you've done, and especially when you've written words like; 

"We hate those whom we love,
      tuck ourselves beneath selfish egotism,
   So I ask now, 
                        will we always find an escape
                                          in jealousy,
                                                                my dear?"

I tried to recapture the moment, but I really I don't remember it. It must've been a pyschological time for me, because my mind seems to be erasing any memory left about it. 

Never mind that...

So hey, I was thinking since two of my friends had a break up recently, that most of y'all are probably finding a perfect cure for those heartaches... Or maybe just something to rest your broken heart on, and even though it won't heal, at least knowing that your feelings are said out is enough. What I'm trying to say is, most of my friends would usually go to me to ask for songs that describe the moments that they are facing. Break-ups, make-ups, in-love, out-love and the occasional 'I cheated but I want only him'. Yeah... Well I have the songs for you, and I don't mind sharing. As Sher would say; 'Shera, you always find songs that seriously describe your moments, which is weird,' lol. I miss that woman. 

Anywho; here goes.

Songs Recommendations for Heartaches and Heartmends (in no particular order).

See, when I have to go through moments of difficulties (leaning on towards relationships), I would usually listen to Relient K. They have straightforwards lyrics that don't need second guessings. 


1) The Truth - Relient K. It's all about trust, or the lack of confidence to be able to trust in trust. 


"This is so unnerving
I know you've never lied to me before
But the things you're telling me
I can't yet believe, yet can't ignore
But I'll just have to accept
That my mind is so inept
and the only thing that's left
for me is to trust you

It's a world full of cynics who say to stay alive in it
You gotta stick with what you know
But the soul is always aching
for the heart to start taking
a chance by letting go

...Cause sometimes when you're trying to sleep
and all your doubts and your faith don't agree its cause
Sometimes the hardest thing to believe is the truth"



2) Never Let This Go - Paramore ... Totally about letting go though, despite the title lol. The first verse is enough to make you cry.


"Maybe, if my heart stops beating...
It won't hurt this much."



And honestly, just that verse alone made me fall in love with the song. Sometimes when I'm in pain, I would just switch on that song short enough to only hear those words, and I'll keep playing it over and over again. It's true what they say, simple is the best... or worst, in this case. =/


3) The Mixed Tape - Jack's Mannequin. Can't pinpoint the exact meaning to it but to me, it's about making a mistake of letting go someone when you're actually indecisive about your feelings... but you know what they say, you'll only miss the water when the well runs dry. 


"This is morning
That's when I spend the most time
Thinking bout what I've given up
This is a warning
When you start the day just to close the curtains
You're thinking bout what I've given up..."



4) Let It All Out - Relient K ... Gosh the piano piece in this song, it's as if listening to the rythm of my heart breaking if I were to be in such a position at all... It's just beautiful. And his wretched voice, it beats any word that could describe what hurt is... although it's not as typical, as one who have made the mistake of being dishonest in a relationship, and regretting it, can also relate to this song (of course, there are other meanings to the song but who cares).


"And today I'll trust you with the confidence
of a man who's never known defeat
But tomorrow, upon hearing what I did
I will stare at you in disbelief,
Oh inconsistent me, crying out for consistency

And you said "I know that this will hurt
but if I don't break your heart, then things will just get worse.
If the burden seems too much to bear,
remember, the end will justify the pain it took to get us there."

... And I know you know
You touched my life
When you touched my heavy heart
and made it light"



5) Breathe - Paramore. It never made it into the albums, which is SAD. Lyrically, the song is a bit emo-like but... melodically the song's.. wow. It can make you cry.


"I climb, I slip, I fall
Reaching for your hands
But I lay here all alone
Sweating all your blood

If I could find out how
To make you listen now
Because I'm starving for you here
With my undying love..."


Damn, what more would one need if another would sweat his blood lol.


6) Lucky - Jason Mraz & Colbie Callait. Yeah well, too many heartbreak songs so I thought I'll throw a light one for y'all. Though I do hate the transition between first verse to chorus. Ah well


"Do you hear me,
I'm talking to you
across the water, across the deep blue ocean
Under the open sky, oh my, baby I'm trying..."


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AIGHT! 'Nuff of that, it's depressing me and I'm not even broken! Lol. 

Listen to I'm Yours - Jason Mraz though. The original one (not the radio edit version) always make me feel like floating =) ..

Know what's weird? When I listen to Steve Vai and Joe Satriani, I feel like jogging. So weird. Especially when The Extremist is on. What's with the guitar-hero (the real one lol) memory backtrack you say? -anticipate people looking at me in silence as they did not say anything--crickets- ... Yeahhh... Okay anyway, I started liking Canon Rock for a few years already actually, but my favourite remake would ALWAYS be Matt Rach's, this 17-year-old French guitar genius. He's played a lot of Vai/Satriani stuff, and improvised them as well, beautifully. Check him out and don't sell him out lol. Go to his Myspace for his original songs, and damn you know what, here's a Random Fact: I would SO marry Matt Rach. He's guitar skills alone can make me the happiest person for a thousand years lol.


Alright I'll probably lay off my talk on the oil prices for now. Hope y'all are good 

Ta.

- S

HEY Y'ALL!

Oh my god. I are on teh interneth!!! I feel so rejuvenated suddenly. Reju. Venated! BAH!

So I've been away for quite a while. A lot of things happened - as it always do with my life >_> ... First off, all the sad stuff. My cat was murdered -yes, I said murdered. He was poisoned by some guy, and I had to witness him suffering to his death. It traumatized me, and will continue to do so for the rest of my life. I was thinking that night, if people can kill other people, then why would it be any harder for them to murder an innocent animal who cannot reason or understand. I'll assure you now, sitting beside my cat as he shook and bubble-mouthed to his death, there is definitely one thing that I've learnt. Animals may not have intelligence. They may not understand. They may not be able to distinguish the right and the wrong and therefore they may be annoying all the same. But that night as he came back to our home - not any other home - he come back to OUR home, although he was clearly suffering as he walked, I know one thing's for sure. Animals feel. And they love. And they hurt all as much as humans do.

Trying to recover from the loss of a family member (not being dramatic, I raised that cat since he came to my house when he was just few weeks old) ... I picked up a book to get lost in. The book I chose was My Sister's Keeper. I've had that book for months but I never really cared to read it. Making the mistake of judging the book by its cover, I realized how amazing the book was from its first sentence. The sentence that I'll always remember is when Anna said (forgive me with my quotes, this is based on my short-lived memory); "My mother moves so fast I don't even see it coming. But she slaps my face hard enough to make my head snap backwards. She leaves a print that stains me long enough after it has faded. Just so you know, shame is five-fingered."

Damn Picoult, you are amazing. 

I would recommend everyone to read My Sister's Keeper. It's not really a book that can be classified into a specific genre. It attacks a very important controversial subject, that is the debate on the moral conduct (or lack of)  in vitro fertilization (ie: designing babies to suit your specific need ie making test tube babies). At the same time, it uses very important symbolisms in addressing its themes - using fire and stars a lot as a symbolism of fear, courage and hope. But the book is not merely about designer babies. I mean Picoult took that very hateable debate, and relate it to family, love and a mother's will to keep her children alive. I don't like certain things though because I think it distracted me from the original story about Anna and her family. 

(I won't give much away, but I'll say names to make clear of myself. Y'all won't even know what I'm talking about if you haven't read it so it's okay.) For example, Alexander and Romano. I love the introduction of their characters, especially the latter who really intrigued me. But then, the conclusion or the revelation of the secrets that had been clouding among these two characters left me confused. I didn't think it was necessary, but nevertheless it was there. The other thing I didn't like is of course the ending. I bet no one liked it. It's because the way it ended, the things that had happened to Anna, was again unneccessary. This is of course a personal opinion. I mean, we go through the book and felt so much pain with all the stories revealed by each character (especially Jesse cos really, I feel for him)... so the ending was just too much. But that didn't stop the book from being amazing, honestly.

The movie's going to come out soon and I'm surprised to see that Diaz is going to play Anna and Kate's mother. But I'm even more surprised to see BALDWIN, Alec, playing Anna's awesome firefighting dad. Damn it. Lol. Abigail as Anna is pretty cute I think. She can pull off Anna's witty comments. It'll be great! But before you guys go jumping into those movie seats, get the book and read it first. It won't be the same I can assure you that.

The other thing I totally wasted my time with (in a positive way lol), was Untraceable. I saw the trailer from my Rocket Science's DVD and when I went to KL, my brother-in-law was so excited about it and begged me to watch. The movie reminded me so much of Dot.Kill (2005) but it's more refined in its themes. Basically the movie attacks what the world had become after the introduction of the internet, or more of the EXPLOITATION and ABUSE of internet usage. It starts with a website that allows people to view the torturing of humans, but a murder will only occur when more people view the website. It scares me as these things are possible. The comments that they showed people make upon seeing those humans being tortured are scarily alike the things we see already happening nowadays. In Cyber Space, all of us become animals. We forget our reasoning, we forget our respect. I mean, how many fucking post mortem pictures are out there nowadays? Have we forgotten that these post mortem bodies belonged to a living person once, who has family, lovers, friends. I remember seeing the videos of jockey Kim Hyung-chil's death and some were even done in slow motion. What the hell is wrong with people really? Then there'll be comments like; "lol that's awesome!". It leaves me speechless. However, it's the real deal, how people lose their humanity in the cyber world, they think that they are invincible, just because no one knows who they are. Newsflash; cowardice is not courage. 

So I've suggested a book and a movie. Another thing I'd like to suggest is in the form of poetry. I realized how previously in my posts, I had rarely spoken about one of my favourite things in the world, which is poetry. One of my favourite poets is Sappho (who spent most of her life in the isle of Lesbos, lol! That's a place, no shit). I wish I understand Greek though, so I can truly appreciate the beauty of her words. I mean reading her translated stuff is phenomenal so go figure. I also love Dickinson and DH Lawrence among others. So check em out if y'all can. Read a thing or two, learn more than a thing or two lol!

You know, seeing Paramore on TV always gives me a momentarily relapse into insanity. It feels so good sometimes to see the artists you've loved and supported for so long, get the success they dearly deserve. I love Paramore, and no, I'm not just saying that. I love them as if I know them, which is freaky, I'm aware, but that's how I feel and I can't really do much about it. One day I'll meet them, probably for a few seconds, but it'll be the best day of my life =)

Random Fact: I am dearly apologetic to my future husband. Yes, our wedding day won't top the day I meet Paramore.

So... why don't y'all steal a song or two from ES Posthumus and Jeff Buckley? Ha. I kid, I kid. 

The petrol price rose by 78 cents per litre. I won't deny it, I was afraid. We keep taking things for granted and then suddenly BAM! ... we're all losing things, losing money, losing control. This is not just about oil or inflation. This is about how the world is change so fucking fast we're waking on different grounds every morning. Seeing the earthquake in China, the hurricane in Myanmar (and inclusive of the fucking retardation of the Juntas extending Suu Kyi's house arrest to another year), the earthquakes in Indonesia, the fucking oil prices and the lack of paddy.... damn, what is happening to us really? 

Tell me.





I have no complaint prosperity that the golden
Muses gave me was no delusion: dead, I won't be
forgotten. 

by Sappho tr. Barnard



- S

Sup y'all.

Not feeling so great but I have to blog before I leave for my holidays. How y'all been doing? This is gonna be long cos I'm gonna be gone for a while so I'm just gonna drain all my thoughts here.

I saw a bunch of movies for the past few days (yeah, I'm aware that I blogged two days ago lol, but that's how much I watch movies haha). The older ones were Trainspotting (re-watched it after I finally found the DVD), Dummy and Good WIll Hunting. The news ones were The Chronicles of Narnia: Prince Caspian and Indian Jones and The Kingdow of Crystal Skull. So... basically I guess I'll just be reviewing the movies eh?

i) Trainspotting (1996)

Now, this is one of my favourite movies ever. It'll always be a cult favourite for its honest, raw, and highly thrilling interpretation of heroin, and those who fall victim to its abuse. I've watched this movie so many times but I still get that layer of fear instilled in me after watching it again. It's a good thing they made the movie hilarious, and besides focusing on the abuse of heroin, they also made us see more into life, or the lack of it, or maybe just a person's final acceptance of it. Ewan McGregor was brilliant for a sort of newcomer at that time, and this movie made him one of my favourite actors. (Check him out in Velvet Goldmine too. Christian Bale and Jonathan Rhys Myers were amazing as well!).

Check it out if you're ready to accept the brutal, honest horror of the lives of drug addicts, and try to understand (instead of scorning them), that just like any other stereotypes in the world, not all of them have the qualities that people keep labelling them with. Some have it hard, and just need a second chance. But hey, this movie's offer of a second chance to Renton is nothing short of brilliant so check it out!

ii) Dummy (2002)

Not gonna say much about this movie because you have to watch it, and it'll unfold itself to you. Basically, an insecure man is trying to pursue his dreams of becoming a ventriloquist, with the help of his aggressive, witty friend (Milla Jovovich - who surprised me with her "fuck off" attitude lol); and the motivation of falling in love with a beautiful amazing woman. It's a real feel good movie and if you're wondering how it's like... think of Juno and Rocket Science. Before them, there was Dummy, except for an older generation, nevertheless quirky, extremely hilarious and realistic in its own ways.

iii) Good Will Hunting (1997)

This one is about a man (may I say a boy?) in his early 20's and the discovery of his identity. He is this really genius kid, but who works only as a janitor. Then a professor tried to change his ways and make him accept his "geniusity". This movie reminds me of all the kid geniuses who get pulled by the media, the authority or just the education line and forced to show their talents repeatedly. It gets SO ANNOYING, even I can feel it. But really, in the end, they'll just have to realize that all these things were done with good intentions - so it's really up to them to accept it or not. Matt Damon was amazing as the Southie genius who is torn by his street violent background and his desire to learn. 

iv) Narnia: Prince Caspian (2008)

This is gonna be short. I liked it than the first one. Honestly, Prince Caspian had very little role in the movie, but I think it's only they were focusing more on Peter and Susan as they might not be appearing anymore (or as much) in future sequels. The action scenes were brilliant, the special effects were WHOA, and there were enough humour to entertain. I won't say much, I just love the movie. Don't know if it's as great as the book because I only read the Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe - and I must say that my opinion is subject to my personal taste so don't depend on it. Because I just had a thought that some of y'all may think it's too draggy, or some parts don't make sense (yes, a lot of people still go watch fantasy movies and think it doesn't make sense and I always feel like slapping them) but the movie's amazing nevertheless, so check it out if you want.

v) Indy (2008)

I didn't like it. Yeah. Sadly enough. First half of the movie was great, but the other half just sucked the living soul outta me. First-timers would like it - fans, not so much. This is not even close to being as awesome as Raiders of the Lost Ark which is a damn huge assholic bitch of a disappointment, but that doesn't stop me from wanting to watch future Indy sequels, so I hope Spielberg keeps making em - with better script.

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Aight so that was all I guess. Nothing much happened besides me going out and catching up with friends I haven't seen for two years. Seeing Izlan and Syazni felt good. We hung out till almost 3AM, just talking and bitching about each other's exes and teasing the sad lives that we went through when we were younger. I thought back of everything and laughed at myself (yes, not to) lol. I was such a dumbass back then. Teen angst had ruined the reasoning microchip out of my system. It reminded me so much of Silverchair's Wasted Fix Me. 

Then two years fast forwarded and I feel like I've found myself - but not quite. Still immature as ever, but I've found things that I'm good at. In fact I realized that I ain't as stupid as I thought I was. I can actually do a lot of things after learning them for the past couple of years. Acting (so-so), modelling (horribly), drawing (I can draw more than stickmen at least lol), writing (okay I won't deny it, I don't suck at this), singing (I can hold a note or two, but the expected Simon Cowell's critique will in fact drown my self esteem lol), playing instruments (I can strum a string or two), painting (nothing natural, had lessons), and photography (again, I don't suck. Lol). But hey, those things that I do, anybody can do it. I am not great at any one of the abilities I've listed above, and no matter how much I've tried, I just come to the point of accepting that I'm not born to be great at any of those abilities. I'm okay with it. I guess you don't have to be great at things you're passionate about because it's your choice, and it's not like I'm gonna let anyone stop me =)

Leona Lewis' Bleeding Love is playing on the computer in front of mine, and I was reminded to bring this up. Yesterday, Marco, Jeromy and I decided to interpret its lyrics - but from a first-time listener p.o.v. We came up with some pretty funny interpretations (mostly from Marco's behalf). So we had judged what the lyrics could possibly mean, ignoring the videos or any comments made by the writers (if there were any). So here were our thoughts:

Marco: "I think... it's about.... losing your virginity."
Me: "Ridiculous la you!"
Paul: "Hey, that kinda makes sense. Bleeding love. Get it?"
Marco: "Yeah! So it's like making love, then bleeding. Losing your virginity!"
Jeromy: "I think it's about... you know... The boy's bad news, and her friends are warning her but she goes on with it anyway, and then she gets hurt by that guy."
Me: "I thought it was about this girl who is kinda afraid to get into a relationship because of past hurt, then like she found someone who can just... I don't know... Totally kill that insecurity. So like.. she's closed up you know, but he "cuts her open" meaning he set her heart on fire again, and then she's just bleeding love. As in, that's how much love she has for him, as much as the blood flowing through her body."
Jeromy: "That can work too. But you see, bleeding can also mean she's hurting you know. Cos he cut her. He hurt her."
Me: "That makes sense too."
Marco: "Losing your virginity makes sense too."
Paul: "Yeah!"
Me: "(~.~||)... useless ...."

Lol but you know, when I heard the song again, I kinda see where Marco's coming from. It makes sense too, if you listen to the words carefully. I guess other people would probably have different version of meanings in their heads, and that's why I love this song. One lyrics, can mean more than one thing. But the part where Lewis sang "I'll be wearing these scars for everyone to see," is strongly leaning towards Jeromy's version, so who knows. Maybe he's right? Maybe everyone is :)

I'm falling in love with the shot that I took at the beach, this one: 

I don't really know why I love this shot so much. But yeah. It's giving me memories. It's cool =)

Oh yeah, I was reading an article about book-cum-movie thingie majig. I really like Neil Gaiman's books and both Mirrormask and Stardust were beautifully turned into movies. The movies don't make you love the books more or less, but it makes you love the books and the movies equally. It's not like LOTR (personal opinion here) where I totally gave up on the books once I saw the movies. It was so much better than the books (though of course, the books were epic). Harry Potter sequels were disappointing on film, and while I'm not so sure about Narnia, I'm pretty sure the second film was not too shabby. However, movies like The Spy Who Came in From the Cold was like... ten times better than the book (I despise that son-of-a-bitch novel lol). I, however, would love to see American Gods made into a ... I don't know. Something like a BBC TV Three-Volumes Movies kinda thing. Why? Cos I don't want it to fall short of details, and I also don't want it to be made into a series where unnecessary  details/characters/storyline will be added. So here's too American Gods - fingers crossed -. 

Watching Dummy reminded me to download Milla Jovovich's songs. I made the mistake of searching for her band's stuff for years because most of the mp3's are under her name. Because I'm a noob, I tend to love Satellite of Love, but there's nothing wrong with it. I like the remix with Bono too. Her voice is so hauntingly beautiful, and it reminded me of so many great musicians like Sinead O'Connor, Bjork, Portishead, Massive Attack, Sia - so and and so forth. If you wanna know how she sounds like; her sound is more or less like Portishead, Massive Attack genre kinda thing (I refuse to use "trip-hop" because that phrase is just annoying, but to give a better view I had to mention it), Josefine Cronholm kinda thing. Check out her The Divine Comedy album if you guys are into such things. But if you never heard Portishead, Massive Attack, Bjork, or even Tori Amos, then don't listen to her.

Y'all can try to listen to any of the songs I've mentioned in this blog, but I doubt those who don't listen to indie, punk or anything experimental will love any of it, so don't waste your time downloading the songs. Get Bleeding Love though, and love it. If you want a feel good song, listen to Metro Station's Tell Me What To Do and start dancing lol!

I'll leave with lyrics from Wasted Fix Me. This song was written during the time when Daniel Johns felt all Sex-Pistols, Ramones-inspired. It's punk rock-ish, and not a lot of people will like it. But it fits fine with me. 

Take care y'all. Hope you have a great holiday. If you don't have holiday then... too bad. Ha.

- S

"...I was so wasted,
I was so fucked up, I was so messed up.
I was so screwed, I was out of my head.
I was so jacked up, I was so drunk up.
I was so knocked up, I was out of my head.
I was so wasttteeed.

Go!
Someday, I'll feel no pain,
Someday, I won't have a brain.
They'll take away the part that hurts, and let the rest remain.
Fix me! Fix my head.
Fix me please? I don't wanna be dead...."



P/S: Megan Gale's playing Wonder Woman. I wanted Sarah Shahi to play her but Megan Gale's awesome too! So I'm so stoked! We'll see how it goes eh? TATA

Hey y'all!

So over the weekends, Mira asked me to post on my blog and therefore here I am~!

Ok bye.

Lol kidding, not very funny I know >__>; . One tend to lose their humour skills when trapped in a house located far away from civilization (dramatic much?), with no cable, internet connection or proper entertainment for a whole week. I am not ashamed to say that I am very dependant on technology; that I'm such a sucker to the World Wide Web and my fingers are useless unless if for pressing buttons. I managed however, spending whole days watching the local stations. They are slightly improving I guess, but I'm still very much amazed with the suckiness of our local TV -insert dramatic scorned face- ~! I mean goodness God, I bet they haven't even played Grease - and I do not really care that not everybody happen to like cheesy 70's musicals, or the fact that cheesy 70's musicals are not credible enough to be used as a medium of rating a station's efficiency - it was still a hit, and they should play it ! (This is the reason why I was never a debator , and why law will not be associated with my future careers whatsoever  =/ ..) . You can't find The Simpsons on local TV - you get cartoons like Kekacang (and to whom who's fortunate enough not to know Malay - I love the language, I really do. But most entertainment mogul conveniently murder it more and more with their stupid business - "kekacang" means nuts.) So yeah, I was flippin' through RTM and saw a bunch of nuts kicking balls (soccer). It's pretty distasteful. 

They repeated Anaconda a million times (for the makers, note please, that there is NO SUCH THING AS BORNEO ANYMORE. The damn territory has been separated and divided as land to two separate countries. Ass.), but probably never had Pulp Fiction or The Godfather. It's been god knows how many years since the locat TV had first run. Instead of adopting so many Hong Kong game shows (hell I ain't against it, I watch them. There's just WAY TOO MANY OF THEM.), they should start filling it with actual entertainment. Wanna educate? Take Myth Busters, or American Chopper (very biased choices since they're not educational at first view - but watch 'em and you'll know. That's why they're on Discovery on the first place). Please just get anything from Travel and Living. Those stupid jukeboxes SMS chats, GET RID OF THEM - THEY'RE ANNOYING AND BAD FOR TEENAGERS - such a waste of money and time indirectly teaching people to waste their days texting to a TV station! But who am I to judge (most people would say). It's right. I don't know what they probably have to go through and how much they have to spend to import overseas shows. I'm no communication student, but I'm a future accountant, and I know this much. In the communication, media mass, a.k.a. TELEVISION business, you don't have to be in America to make a fortune. In the end, it's the consumers who get cheated - so really, since y'all are making enough profit, why don't you put something people actually wanna watch and earn more by getting more ratings? Damn it. I should've taken communication. Lol.

That aside, I guess it is safe to say that in the end, I'll still have to depend on cable TV.

Completely different from the topic above, I was watching a talk show on NTV7 (bad rip-off of the "7" logo from ABC's Channel 7 too I must say), and the host was discussing about blogs. Then he made a comment about how people are using blogs to mainly just talk about their day - and that totally ruins and minimise the chances of getting actual credible reading materials online. He was saying that it would be hard to find blogs that are actually educational, used as a valuable editorial or commentaries that are highly seeked.

Fact: Wikipedia describes blog as a place where regular commentaries are made by an invidual in their own cyber space, a description of events and can function as something more personal, ie: "online diaries". Dear Mr Talk Host, the internet world is huge. It has no boundaries. It's free. And the most important characteristic that it has, is the freedom of speech. This is where you won't get trashed just because you're shallow enough to make a mediocre characteristic, comment, satirical song, videos etcetera of someone else's parents, friends, family, holy figure, group, or they themselves. This is where pictures of people's post mortems get sent around through chain letters. This is where people trash and feel good about it. This is where when people say "freedom", they really mean it. Politics, religion, sexuality, bad sexual fetish, entertainment, fun, games, movies, crime - you can find them all online. It is not necessarily a good thing, but that's how things work and you can't really do much about it.

So really, I don't see the big deal in a person using their own page to talk about their days - I really don't. Yeah I know most would say I'm getting defensive cos I am one of those "talk about myself" people. But if you were to know me in real life, I've spent half of it writing "artistically". I just find much more fun in writing about my days online because when I want to be asthetic, I do that to a crowd that are expecting it. A crowd that I can see, that I can ask for opinions, that shows expressions which I can immediately judge to get feedback. Online? This is a cyber world - so I'll crap all I want. Besides, that was how blog became famous on the first place. Blogs like Xia Xue's, Pink Fairy (or something) and Maddox's - they spend talking about what they like, what they do, what they look forward to and these bloggers don't go on begging people to read their stuff. People just happen to like it. And they can't do anything about it. 

Maddox for example - an old acquaintance of mine told me about him. She was also the same person who misjudged one of my hate post as an entry dedicated for her and decided to write an equally hateable post. Sounds horribly childish and something that you would just beg to stop, but you know what, you can't? I can't stop her from writing what she wants to write. She can humiliate me all she wants and it'll still be ok. In the end what you have to do is take actions. My action was that, I strayed away from her page. Isn't that just so much easier? You hate to hear a band? Don't listen to it. You hate a TV show? Change the channels (as I did, every 10 seconds or so). You hate chocolate? (shucks! How could you!) ... Terribly enough as it sounds, then don't...eat it. If you hate someone's blog so much - three words. (i) Don't. (ii) Read. (iii) It. And god's sakes - the internet is not a good place to get credible sources - everybody knows that! Me using Wiki above - I don't even know if that's right! If you wanna read editorials or commentaries - go get Times or spend your days in Borders instead of wasting it being pissed at a person's honest interpretation of a blog - that is, online diaries. 

That aside. I totally love Love Song by Sara Bareilles. AAAND Bleeding Love. I can't believe a guy co-wrote that song. It's just... I don't know.. Such a feminine song lol. That's why I love Ryan Tedder. Heck, that dude co-wrote Love Like This so go figure. Anyway, speaking of Love Song - gosh it's the exact song that I need in case of a break up (lol look out Scotts! HAHA). There are some songs that just ... kinda take my breath away with its words. I know, most people would find that cheesy; but I've always since myself as a writer. Yeah I'm probably going to be an accountant one day, and after that maybe a photographer, and yeah, I've been an actress in my past, or a promoter, a guinea pig, god knows what else I've been. But inside, really, I would like to see myself as a writer. And sometimes, some written words just amaze me. Most people would not see it the way I do. It's the same way I wouldn't understand why people are so into their football teams but this is what I'm passionate about. Words can take my breath away and these words did:

"I learned the hard way
That they all say
Things you want to hear
And my heavy heart sinks deep down under you and
Your twisted words,
Your help just hurts
You are not what I thought you were
Hello to high and dry

I'm not gonna write you a love song
'cause you tell me it's make or break in this
Is that why you wanted a love song
'cause you asked for it
'cause you need one, you see
I'm not gonna write you a love song
'cause you tell me it's make or break in this
If you're on your way
I'm not gonna write you to stay
If your heart is nowhere in it
I don't want it for a minute
Babe, I'll walk the seven seas when I believe that
There's a reason to 
Write you a love song today"


--

That took my breath away because the instance I heard it, I realized I've been writing "love songs" for someone, without needing a reason. Hey, that means the world to me, I hope it means the world to you too. 

Ah I don't have much to say (as if I haven't said enough =___= ...) ... Tonight I'll be hanging out with Izlan and Syazni. I think I haven't seen them for 2 years. We'll see. So there Mira, hope your days are less boring. Another thing: GET A LIFE LA DEI. LOL!

Tata!

- S

P/S: Forgive me for the negative notions of the post, I was simply exercising my rights =P Ta!

Whoa I'm ass sleepy. T_T

So hey y'all sup ma jiggahs. Haaaa... The effect of dancing non-stop from 7-12 is still wearing me out although it's been almost two days since that awesome night. So what am I talking about? Penang World Music Festival 2008, of course! 

Bleh, first of all we'll just go back to Friday. It started off pretty crap. I was in a bus and there was this bastard-looking of a man who sat at the end of the long seat next to me. He looked like he was on drugs so I ignored him. Songs were blasting in my ears so I couldn't hear that well. Ten minutes later I heard a strange noise, so I took my headphones and looked to my right. . .  There he was, staring at me, JACKING FUCKING OFF, and he came. I was revolted. So revolted I almost puked on the spot but I managed to take my things and went to the front. The driver kicked him out. He's like 50 for god's sakes, that son of a bitch. When I finally reached my stop, I stepped out, and puked. I didn't care what people said -- I was so disturbed I was practically shivering. 

Random Fact: At least now when I do those boring Myspace surveys, I'll have a "yes" as an answer to "Have you ever throw up in public?" LOL!

Okay, sad things aside -- the rest of the day went well. I went to school, then after class Ck, Paul and I went to get some chendol nearby Penang Road. Afterwards we went to the beach where the beach BBQ held by the Jaycees were at. That place was awesome. They had a hut and a treehouse thingie that they rented. We had fun all night. I made an open dance when Raj and Nathan asked me to, and we all danced to crappy songs lol! (At one point even dancing to the soundtrack of Sivaji the Boss. Don't know what that is? Google Image it. Then laugh with a crooked face. Yeap.)

Nevertheless, I went home happy even though Friday was one of the most terrifying days of my life. The next day I went back to my hometown with my laundry lol. Didn't do much at home cept bother my mom and watched Shark Tale. I still like that whole rip off of Gap to Gup hahaha. 

The next day I was going home, but the bus didn't come! ASS! I hate buses I swear! But dad sent me to Butterworth then I went home and whatnot. When I reached home I was shaving my legs (TMI lol) to get ready for the Music Fest that night. Mei wasn't sure if she wanted to go, but she said she'll come to my house anyway. Who would've thought she'd reach on time! LOL! When she reached, I was still in my towel and shaving. I freaked out and cut myself T_T.. AIYO. Without brushing my hair I went down, and kinda cursed at her for a while before we went to US Pizza. Yench joined us for dinner afterwards. I was so excited about going for the fest and managed to persuade Mei to go too lol. We ordered two pizzas, but when we got the receipt we realized that they only charged us for one pizza. We were like so excited and left discreetly. I was all like; oh my god what a lucky day...

Random Fact: Actually, we didn't realize that if you buy one, you actually get one free. Winny told me of that fact yesterday >_> .. So much for "what a lucky day". Lol!

Fetched Carol afterwards and we were car pooling to the Fest. When we reached there, I almost got hit by a van lol, how amazing right? Well, if that's not amazing -- the WHOLE NIGHT was! We danced with strangers, went crazy. Screamed till my voice became soare. Walked around, made friends. Basically we went wild. It was definitely an amazing experience haha.. And Mei, that woman. She was all like; 'I don't wanna waste my money!!' ... Well, I couldn't find her when Yench and I was ready to leave because she was lost in the crowd while dancing lol!

All of us went to Jemputree afterwards but Yench, Mei and I were pretty much goners. We met up with Carl, Paul and Yoke Mee and had a very late dinner. When we were eating, Carl pulled up some riddles, but Yench, Mei and I were just gone in our own worlds lol! We were so tired and just couldn't wait to leave. To Carl -- never question stoned people hahaha..

I gotta say, Sunday night was one of the best nights of my life. I am so glad it happened, and it'll be one of my memory must-keepers. Thanks all who made it happen =)

Anywho, today I got my money. I haven't transferred my pictures yet. I watched Iron Man and loved it. It was witty -- that's the key point. Songs recommendation! Listen to Phoenix's Too Young and start dancing like a dork! I'll love you for it :)

--

Baby when I saw you turning at the end of the street
I knew a time was gone and it took me like ages
Just to understand that I was afraid to be a simple guy

I tried my best to smile but deep inside my heart
I felt it was shouting like a crowd dancing
I guess I couldn't live without the things that made my life what it is

I can't lie on my bed without thinking I was wrong
But when this feeling calls this world becomes another
Night time won't hold me in your arms again

I got a very good friend who says he can't believe the love I give
Is not enough to end your fears
I guess I couldn't live without the things that made my life what it is

Can't you hear it calling, oh yeah
Everybody's shakin' 
Tonight everything is over
I feel too young

Oh rainfalls and hard times coming they won't leave me tonight
I wish I knew what I was doing
Just do let this spirit survive 

--

I'm going nuts over Daft Punk all over again. There was a time when I was crazy about these kinda songs. Some call em' club mix, some call em' techno and some call it house. I just call it music =P


Take care y'all

- S

Sup sup y'all.

I are not hungreh anymore!! I'm here in the lab, feeling cold as hell (cold, as hell, yeah okay that makes sense.), and my bladder is squeezed to the point of no return; ie -- i need to pee. I always need to pee. Isn't that effin' strange??! Yeah well, if the owner of the body can't figure it, as if the watchdogs can.

Random Fact: I have no idea what I just said.

Okay updates! I got the tickets for the World Fest already woot! This morning I had to go to the bank first thing, and I withdrew a couple of hundred ringgit bills. Feels weird to hold such a whole lotta money in the morning, especially when the money ain't yours. I have like; fifteen effin' people buying tickets from me! And one ticket cost less than RM40 so I don't know. I had like; more than RM400 -- so go figure. The ticket is different from last year's. This year it's in the form of a card -- the size of a hotel room key. It's pretty cool.

Yesterday was my lucky day. I got home before six for the first time in MONTHS. The reason for that is because a certain nice lecturer of mine spotted me and CK at the bus stop and decided to give us a lift. She said she'd sent me all the way to my place since she's going to USM which is a few minutes away from my condo. So there I was in front of my house; less the one and a half hours, double bus trip and 30 minutes walking. I felt so good I smiled and laughed all to myself when the rain started really pouring. That's when I started cursing at luck. It's been almost THREE effin' months since I last caught The Simpsons on TV. I was so excited to catch it last night at six. Then, just when the theme song was about to start, Astro went on a service breakdown. Why? Cos of that rain. That rain that I managed to escape. I know it doesn't seem like a big deal to y'all but I'm a huge The SImpsons fan. SO BOO YOU ASTRO! GET A DECENT COVERAGE CAN OR NOT!? ... yah okay. I spent the next hour watching half of Lost of Translation.

Random Recommendation: Get the soundtrack. It is uber trippeh.

I couldn't finish Lost of Translation because Han asked me out. We went to Pele, this Indonesian restaurant about five minutes away from my condo. When we got there, as we were eating and Han was telling this story thingie quite loudly, I noticed that everyone was really quiet. I started looking around but Han kept talking, not realizing what was going on. That's when I heard the soft, breaking of the Azan (this is the calling of people to pray in Muslim world), and Han is still telling her story loudly. I went; "Han, I finally understand why everybody's so quiet." She caught my eye, and then looked around. Then, she brought her head down timidly and whispered: "We should understand it too...right?" LOL! I almost laughed out loud -- which would've just been an even more awkward of a situation. It's like those times in Sydney when I was in the library with Sally, and we shouldn't even be talking in the library on the first place but we did, and missed out the request of one-minute silence as a tribute respect to the victims in the Bali bombing that was going through the intercom. So we talked and talked, and then we realized that no one else is. We asked the next person but she just kept silent. A minute later she was like; 'oh by the way, there was a one minute silence'. That's when we ... finally were, silent.

Random Fact: Han and I did laugh our ass of though when I told the story about Carol's weird expression when commenting about a certain old friend of mine. LOL!

After dinner, we went to my condo and sat by the pool. There were these two kinda overweight men, who was all dressed in swimmers, but they were just standing in the swimming pool talking to each other. I was like; 'oh my god, if you wanna talk go la to a coffee shop or something. At least a sauna. At least you'll burn something there,' which made Han laugh. Then, one of the men's wife came and started taking pictures of them -- and they bloody posed like some kinda James Dean hotshots. In the pool. These are not teenagers, these are probably teenagers' granddads I'm talking about. So yeah. It's kinda gross.

Then we just sat, and laughed out so loud till our voices echoed. I got beaten up by her a few times when I brought up a certain incident that happened between us at Hammer Bay LOL! Gosh that was embarrassing. Then yeah, it was just good hanging out. I miss the old times...

Random Fact: I like Mariah Carey's Touch My Body. I know, I know. Shame on me right? WHATEVER. That song is so schmexy. And I like the Youtube part lol. Any reference to current popularities sound like pop art to me so whatever.

Alright so like tonight I gotta go the hospital again. I hope Sudeep remembers to pick me up this time lol. Something random just happened. My sister called and told me she found my clone =___=... Apparently some girl at her workplace looks exactly like me -- cept hotter. That's her way of telling me that I'm hot. S'okay sister, s'okay. I understand. And I'm so terharu *sniff*. 

Random Fact: This morning there was a car accident at my condo. Like who the hell gets car accidents in a condo area for god's sakes? How fast can you drive? Like less than 20KM per hour right?? Then the dude from the Satria (which is basically saying the dude who got his car dented worst since his car's made outta Milo tin) got out and when he saw the shape (or lack of) of the whole front part of the car, he started beating the car's body in frustration. I mean like, wouldn't that just make it worst? I don't know. Males and their testosterone weird me out.

Whoa super long random fact. Hookay that was weird. Alright I have a very uber random suggestion for songs this time haha... Touch My Body!! But, no, not really. Yup, there I said it. I know it's all about sex -- wait do I care? No, not really. MUAHAHA.

Whoa like okay, so evil <-- that's what Carol would say =P

Alright you mighty smiters! Take care!

- - S

P/S: Anyway I thought this morning about what kinda malay songs do I like. Don't ask why I thought that. Then I came up with a certain list. I like songs from OAG, though some of their songs are kinda poor in production. I also like Candy's Akan Ku Tunggu -- which in translation means 'I will wait' or... 'I'll be waiting'...? Then there's this other track I like from my brother in law's brother's band (whoa how many aphostrophe's lol!) Coda. The song is called Bila Matamu Tersenyum, which in literal translation means "When your eyes smile," and if you pick the artistic translation it'll be... ... when your eyes smile lol! I don't know how else I can translate it! Sounds pretty darn corny in English. Damn joo Shakespeare -- you should invent more words!

Random Question: How do eyes smile anyway? Tyra Banks is always goin' smile with your eyes smile with your eyes. How the eff do you do it!? I mean I tried "smiling" with my eyes and looked like this (minus the moustache lol) :

Right. Bye.

Hey y'all sup sup sup!! .. .. .. . .. . 

Okay yeah a bit too hyper though, which is something I totally am not right now. I feel like a fucking corpse. If death feels like this, then I don't think I really wanna die anymore. Wait, when did I ever felt like dying anyway!? =/

Bah anywho, yesterday had tax. It was alright I guess. Ms. Yusminov was all getting amused with the power point slides she made, and kept saying how awesome it is to use a projector instead of writing on the board cos; i) she gets to sit down and point, ii) she can keep her hands clean [from the marker duster you tool]. OMG my effin' stomach is screaming for a refuel. Damn.

Okay anyway, yesterday I's met Scottsamologys! Anyway, I have dearest's tees on my pillows and by my side every night. I'd be sniffin on the scent like a drug addict lol! This morning I was in the bus being dead (I don't know why I'm feeling dead anyway), and then suddenly Sempurna came on and I was smiling so big like a dog with an effin shined bone. Is shined a word? Is it!?!?! .. No I don't really care. Well, I'm whipped. The hilarity of it eh?

Watched The Forbidden Kingdom and have only three words to say about it: "Don't. Watch. It." What I'd recommend however, is Rocket Science. That is such a good movie my god. I think Thompson's gonna go fair. I was hoping though that a typical happy ending would occur, but Rocket Science is anything but typical -- so go watch it!  I can tell you a bit about it if y'all don't already know what it's about. Basically there's this guy who stutters and he just wants to get through school. But then the school's debator who is this really pretty girl, recruits him into the debate team. Stutter dude? Debate? ..... .... rocket science. =D=D .. Lol I's happeh.. 

Anyway last night Mei, Bern, I's and some people went to eat at the food court in QB. [say food court ten times fast now!] .. Okay anyway, I finished my food quite fast and Bern did too. Then he turned and looked at Mei and was suprirsed that her rice was still sittin' like a proud mountain on the plate. So he went; 


Bern: Dood! -looks at Mei with a supposed angry face-
Mei: What!! It tastes so disgusting. My god I'm not gonna finish it.
Bern: What!? Think of the kids in Africa. They would just kill to have some of that okay!
Mei: Then you finish it. -pushes plate to Bern-
Bern: Okay fine. -scoops a spoon of rice and ate- -looks detoxicated- -starts choking-
           -almost spits back out all the rice- -groans- UHHH! Oh my god... Uggghhh..
Mei: So you were saying about the kids in Africa??
Bern: LET THEM STARVE!!!


LAWLL! I laughed so hard after that! And I furthered my laughter all through http://icanhascheezburger.com .. That site makes me happier than Shakespeare learning about contraceptions! Lolcat always make me feel uber happeh.. I don't understand how anyone can hate cats really. They're just too effin' adorable!

                                                                                 THIS IS MY FAVOURITE!

Ah gosh I really have to go to class now damn it. Stupid Audit. It's deathfying. Listen to Burn Out Bright by Switchfoot for a good feel. Oh yeah, this morning as I was walking to the bus stop, it was like winding so bad (what the hell, winding? Okay whatever.). So I started pacing even faster cos I didn't want the damn rain to start pouring down on me. But then, when Daft Punk's One More Time starts playing, I just can't stop lazing away you know? It's like that every time! I'll just start walking real slow, just enjoying the wind and all. Gosh. And I finally realized THAT is the reason why I are corpse-like right now. Damn it.

Moral of the story.... (Random Moment: ZOMG I DIDNT PUT ANY RANDOM FACTS!) ... ... I don't know what the moral is, but y'all can think it up yourself. 

TATA!

- S