A camwhore post!

People, please be warned that extreme camwhoring will be seen if you decide to scroll down. Please proceed at own risk, you have been warned. Thanks.

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are you sure? If your answer is Yes, please proceed.

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really really sure? You still have chance to escape you know.

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wah you are serious.

Okayla, this post will feature the camwhoring antics of Sam. Sorryla if you are disappointed, but if you know me well enough, you'd figure that it is impossible for me to be a camwhore queen anyway. A picture or two would be fine, but I am not narcissistic.

Anyway, why the sudden entry dedication to Sam? Well, yesterday marks the 3rd year we adopted her from scpa. So yeah, technically its her birthday!

=)


Can you spot the very vain bitch?


Furry paws.


That idiot still cant tell which paw is left or right no matter how many times we try to teach her.


emo buddy.


*sniff. Yeahla, my sister is one big bully. Thats why my dog goes all emo and attempts to bite my sisters ass sometimes. (seriously)


Melty look. We have learnt that this normally means that she is hungry.

Its been three years.
Gosh, the puppy we took back home has now turned into this big lump of laziness/greediness.

haih. What have we done?

Labels: family, personal, sam

Take a walk in these size five shoes
Caution: Super damn panjang post.

Okay so it has been awhile since I have updated. And daniel, although my update does correspond with you baru commenting, i dont blog for the sake of people's comments Although they are fine also lah

I have been busy. Yes people, although I do indeed constantly update my blog, i do have a life to run anyway. So many things have happened lah since I have updated. So many things to blog about lah. aiyo...

Ok, I think I know what to do.
Lets make this post random.


Hal 1: NBDC
Okay, this is going to be the last tarcian blood donation campaign which I will be involved in. Although this time I wasnt directly involved, I did have to help to train the two emcees for this year, which ironically are twin sisters named mei chee and mei way.

So put that together and you'll have a mei chee, mei way and mei kay all standing at the emcee podium during rehearsals. Damn weird ok? Training them made me think back of my situation last year lah. LOL so damn nostalgic!


Nah aku ngan itu si ritchie.I saw the soh lou today lah and he poked me and called me "monkey" wtf.

Initially was kinda worried they cant get the hang of formal emceeing, being more worried with mei chee cause I know mei way has experience as one of the host of the Talentine night, despite that being an informal event. Nevertheless, I am proud of them and grew kinda fond of them twins. =)

Anyhow, I also did try to donate my blood and failed. And I tried again. And failed again wtf. When I finally got through all the tests, the blood stop flowing halfway and the nurse had to abort the whole thing. wtf again.

And I was rewarded with this

I had to put make up on them black and blues so people will stop staring :(

Anyway, here's a very weird scenario I have encountered during BDC I wanna share with you guys lah lol.

I had to put the blood pressure checker thingy on this guys arm to the job easier for the nurses. I'd be weird for me to just pull someone's t shirt sleeve up wert, so I asked the guy "eh pull up ur shirt lah" while pointing to his sleeve.

And guess what he did?
He pulled up his shirt!

omg.. haha.. thats just so wrong! Ended up with both of us feeling damn embarassed la wei. sheech.

Hal 2: Topshop
Remember me ranting about wanting to get a job? Well I did manage to land one pretty fast la.. actually just two days after my last posting :P

And yeah I got a job offer at Topshop KLCC. Or more like Topman more specifically. I worked there for like 2 days before deciding that I should quit. Nah it has nothing to do with the people there la, they were swell and taught me everything I asked. They pay ok.. RM5 per hour and their uniforms were cute!


hehe pardon the vainess. Just feel obliged to show off abit lah.

So why did I quit? Well, this will bring me to my next story.

Hal 3: Blardy Taxi Drivers
Ok, so I have been constantly complaining about the safety here for godknows how many sunrises. And yeah, recent incidences that concreted my beliefs anyway.

Lets talk about taxi drivers first lah.

Me and my housemates wanted to go Jusco just a few nights ago. There was 5 of us though and if you guys have enough grey matter to figure it out, a taxi can only hold 4 passengers. So what the heck we thought we'd just ask the taxi driver if he could take an extra person.

Ya he did. "extra 2 ringgit" he said. Dont give me the looklah, everyone rasuahs taxi drivers anyway. So in well squashed into the car lah.

And he took the long road to Jusco. So I asked him why. And he didnt reply me. wtf okalh just let him be lah. Many drivers are like that anyway.. but the last straw came when we reached Jusco...

"tambah seringgit lagi"

Huh? What? He already charged us extra 3 bucks for the ride and he wants MORE? Talk about being greedy. I was pissed and banged the door harder than I should.

And he came after me.
fists clenched as if he wanna beat me up.

WHAT. THE. HELL.

Thankfully my equally pissed housemate decided to play hero and came up and blocked the guy in his tracks,pushed him back and asked him "eh u nak buat apa"

To which the driver went "dia tutup pintu saya sangat kuat!" and tries to push past my housemate.

And the two guys were like that for a few minutes omg. Thankfully my other peacemaker housemate cooled the two down.

Another incident which happened is that a pervert decided to mansturbate in front of my house, just right outside the porch! And weng yan was unfortunately the victim. She screamed. But no one peduli her cause she always screams anyway. LOL. Kinda sad though but she was fine in no time. We even joked about it later.

My advice: "eh next time he does that, point your finger at his brother and laugh creepily. he'd be so freaked out he'd leave"

Haih, KL is such a retarded place to live in sometimes.
Now you understand why I am afraid to stay back here alone in the weekends?


Hal 4:Assignment.. tests and well, classes

Dont laugh la, I know mei k is the worst serial procrastinator I know of and is even msning to the wee hours of the morning eventhough she has 8am class the next day. She then turns up fashionably late to classes, that is if she turns up anyway. LOL. Gosh I think I have single handedly tarnished my own reputation lah.

For the record, I do care about my studies ok? I do really mind how much I get for my CGPA and GPA. Its important ok?

So far, I had passed up a Starbucks assignment, went though my business econs and commercial law midterms and is going to take tamadun mid term on wednesday.

Havent studied for that though... omgness.



Hal 5: Bandar Bukit Tinggi 2 Mall

The mall near my house back in klang is finally opened. It is said to have to biggest Jusco stall in Malaysia and has this whole array of stores. To my surprise, Guess opened there as well. And Green box. And GSC ya!

The best thing is, the mall is just 10 minutes walk away :)

Well, that pretty much sums up what I have been up to lah since my disappearance from my blog. ;)

til next time.. ciao

Labels: personal, random

Crossing paths

Sometimes, do you wonder about the people you crossed paths with?

Some just pass you by.
A fleeting presence.
Stopping by to say "hi and bye" for a short while before fleeing.
Soon, you'll forget their names and perhaps even longer.. their faces.

Some are even worse
they crossed paths with you
and no one really realised it.
for they are just faces in the sea of people.
never to be recognized or distinguished.

Some stay long enough to watch the show.
perhaps even sharing some popcorn and coke with you.
Laugh at a few stupid jokes and crap around.
but never really getting anywhere below the surface.

spot me!

Some are just forced into your presence
awkward. staying too long for anyone's liking
sometimes even invading your jar of skittles
yet they stay like chewing gum stuck to the bottom of your sneakers.


Be my ray of sunshine =)

Some are like superstars
they are like chipmores "now you see them now you dont"
yet they impact you the most.
for they shine so bright. so brillant.
know them well you do not.
Yet you'll always remember them.

Some,
you know will always be checking on you
the path you are on
and you on them

even if you decide
-to go for a sex change
-divorce, trice cause ironically your spouses

a.decided to go gay
b.went go for sex change
c.AND sue you for rape

-elope to Santa Claus's kampung
-become a stripper in Las Vegas
-get knocked up by micheal jackson, twice!
-or whatever shit


RM150. Gracious.

you can always count on them to be there for you.
Sometimes you imagine yourselves sitting with them on the same table 30 years in the future
-talking about plastic surgery
-and botox
-your husband's affair with his secretary
-and your affair with YOUR secretary
-and your kid's education

Such bliss!
Will you be able to discuss botox,plastic surgery and affairs with me some 30 years from now?
Will you be able to share dirty little secrets with me?
Yes, even the micheal jackson one.

And......I'll try not to laugh.

=p

Labels: musings

So Gay.
(not me lah)

Actually, I have alot of things to do. But here I am hammering at the keyboard at a very alarming speed. Starbucks assignment havent done, a test blah the list goes on... anyhow, wanted to write something about this for awhile lah.

Okay, today I present to you the entry called "Things men shouldnt wear cause it makes them look gay"

1. Tight T back singlets
I have shared this thought with other girls. And yeah, they do agree that guys who wear tight t back singlets look gay. And no, we arent refering to the white ah-pek singlet.that, doesnt look gay. If not, all apeks are also all gay lah.

I am talking about the tight fitting t-back singlets.

I mean, maybe some guys think its hot to wear something that shows off all that abs, but seriously, teeny weeny tight fitting singlets which are probably 5 sizes too small are not the way to go.

THAT, my friend, screams "GAY!" in every girl's face.
Might as well have the words "I am gay" printed in front of your shirt. Even that doesnt score as high a score on my gay-dar compared to the teeny weeny singlets.

2.Handbags.
Forget David beckham and metrosexuals. Guys who trot around with handbags of their own is just so gay. Especially if they trot around carry the handbag like a woman. Uber gay.


This is a MEN's bag. See?

Before all the guys dump away your billabong/tropicana/or whatver bags in horror and refuse to have anything to do with bags in the future,please understand I am talking about handbags. As long as it isnt pink flowery lacy and decorated with glittered hearts.

I dont care what the haute couture people are saying about real men carrying handbags. I still think they look gay. Ask any girl la, and they'll tell you it looks gay too.

3.White rimmed sunglasses
Okay, so although I do think white sunnies are really pretty.. but forgoodnesssake leave that to the women!


On women they look pretty. But on guys, they just look so damn super uber gay.

Please la forgoodnessake stay away from the white sunnies.

That all lah, I think thats what I can cook up at this moment. Its isnt much.. but unless you are gay, you'd better not try wearing such stuff. It'd scare all the girls away. THAT i can guarantee you 150%.

O yeah, here are some common misconception of what some guys think is gay but are seriously not gay.

1. Wearing pink
As long as it isnt glittery or lacy or have hearts all over the place, its not gay.

2.Wearing super tight flare formal pants
Not gay. but it only makes a person seem like they just dropped out of the 80s/lala zai/insurance salesman.

3.Wearing rings
My dad says men who wear rings look gay. And I argued with him. I told him the reason he says that is that if he wears a ring, he wouldnt be able to hook hot chicks when mom isnt around.

And he agreed! Tsk Tsk. Lelaki memang miang.

4.Earrings
They look cool ok! Not gay! But janganla stick two disco balls on your ears like cristiano ronaldo. ISH. Tak cantik lah.

5.Pony tails
Not gay. Tapi tak cantik also. Makes a person look like a mat rempit. Tapi para para Minah Rempit suka tau.

before I end this, I'd like to say that I have no prejudice against gays anywhere. So if you suddenly break down and confess to me that you are gay, I can still accept one okay? I'd rather you tell me you are gay then to confess that you are a serial killer cum rapist okay?

ISH.

Okaylah. If have anything to add, please tell me lah. hahaaha. I think I'd be damn interesting to know what people think looks gay and not.

Ciao peeps.

Labels: opinions, random

Just randomly hitting the keyboard

I am feeling particularly random now. Thus, it'd be really ridiculous to ask me to put together something that has a beginning and ending now. I probably jump into his huge array of weird crappy topics and write something completely irrelevant to end it all.

haha. Better get all that randomness out of my system. So beware. Today, I shall speak crap and theres nothing you can do to protect yourself against me! (except closing this window haha!)

You have been warned.
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Random shit number one:

Since the beckoning of assignments, people have been routinely treating me like some sort of living breathing walking hairy dictionary. It has become so serious that I am getting msn messages and smses asking me about certain words when people get too desperate.

Sometimes, I end up being a mandarin > english dictionary.
cham. My mandarin isnt really THAT amazing to begin with. -.-'

Congratulations mei kay! You have been nominated as the dictionary of your peers.

Random shit number two:

Really worried about my Business Accounting subject. We have no textbooks, no notes, no reference material what-so-ever. All the lecturer wants us to do is copy the whole syllabus. So everytime we go to tutorials or lecturers, we go on a writing frenzy.

Standard Procedure:
1. Masuk
2. Get ass glued to the chair
3. Take random pieces of test pads and pencil box
4. Start scribbling away like mad.

I wouldnt mind so much if I really understood what she was trying to do.
But how can you expect me to understand anything if your notes look like this?


May I remind you we are talking about ACCOUNTS here?

And you know what?
It gets worst.

Cause we have Accounts lecture and tutorials on the SAME DAY!
I think I hate Wednesdays.

Random shit number three

My purse is getting thinner day by day. In fact, it looks so haggard and malnourished that I kinda feel sad for it. Thus it needs someone to feed it to keep it well fed and watered. A healthy purse will have a happy owner. ^^

New semester really sucks alot of spirit outta my dear purse. haih. Nevermind, dear purse, I shall find a part time job to provide security and safety for you. Dont you worry!

hahaha. You know something is wrong with you when you start addressing your purse like a human being. Maybe I should start naming my purse. How does Bill sound to you?

=)

Random shit number four

Cats are renowned for acting high and mighty. (aka: Lan C)
But this is ridiculous la:



It looks drunk.
Or like going through a post-breakup phrase.

Maybe possibly BOTH.
Tsk Tsk. Cats these days....

Any comments?

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Thats all, I have got all of the randomness off my chest for the meantime. Til next time lah.

Labels: random

Random choices. Not so random outcomes

Several grandmother entries ago, I did a tag where I was asked whether I think more on the past, the present or the future. And I answered I thought more of the past and the future. But less on the present. Weird right?

Cause logically I should be thinking of the present more. Cause the past is already set and the present is its result. And if I do not get the present done right, the future I've been dreaming of could very well be as real as a oasis in a desert. Then 'poof!' everything I had imagined or planned would disintegrate into fine sands and be blown off along with a sudden gust of wind.

Ironic. Just really ironic.

Lately people from my past have been popping out of nowhere (like dasies!)from facebook. Gosh I love facebook. It make friendster seem so lala. Familiar names yet unfamiliar faces. We have a similarity: We shared a same past.

Yet,we are taking such different paths in the present.
So many different places. Like dandellions when you blow on them.



Nah dandellions.

Maybe I shouldnt compare. But I have been mulling through that thought for awhile now. What it is indefinately true: What choices we make in our past will affect today. The choices made were perhaps not by us. Yet they have some power to influence the paths which we are on now.


I suppose we all have been at crossroads. And at that point you ponder. You think and you wonder.. if the choices you made is correct? And yet, make a decision you must.It always seem hard at first. But we survive. And we continue hesitantly at first... and gain our confidence with every step we take. But somewhere along the way, we being normal human beings begin to doubt ourselves. The words "why when what who how?" seem to settle comfortably in the infinite space of our thoughts then.

I was stuck at that phrase for a looooong time.

Now, I think I have come to terms with the path I am on. I have met many great people along the way. And will (hopefully) continue doing so.


the spontaneous fun loving. (anyone want textbooks?)


The hardworking studious kinds.


and even twinnies! (Retarded looking twins anyway..)

and of course other great great people who I havent got the chance to take a picture. And of course some of my high school friends.

I should savour the present more =)

My mom has recently found out the existance of this blog. She gave no comment except "why hiddenmickey?!". Oh well, it changes nothing anyway...hahahaha.. just wanted to share that piece of info only.

Labels: personal random college life past