On emo.

We all had that experience. The one where you walk out of the exam hall, meet a friend who was lamenting non stop about how they were going to set an all time low failure rate.. only when the results came out, they passed with all the flying colors of the rainbow. And you, who didn’t complain even the slightest bit eventhough you had your insecurities and doubts.. did worse.

Yes, very WTF-ing.

I get frustrated at those who dramatize their perfectly ok existence. so everyone steps on shit from time to time. so what? it doesn’t mean the world is out to get you. excuse me for my lack of sympathies. I have none for those who purposely throw themselves into a pool of shit and try to make the world feel sorry for them.

oh shut up its not all about you. don’t you know negativity is contagious?

I am not comparing my issues against yours. its just silly to compare issues anyway. but seriously, lighten up. the last time I checked, aliens aren’t en-route to earth to kidnap our world leaders, an asteroid isn’t headed our way, the ice caps haven’t fully melted and pandas are still in existence.

Grass is always greener on the other side.

Thinking back to when i was 10. I have always wanted to be 20.

Each time i see a bunch of cheh cheh walk past me,bouncy-radiant-pretty-confident, I'd get this pangs of pure green envy. I would tell myself "i want to be 20 too. i want to sleep at any time i wish. perhaps go without sleep for a whole day. eat chipsmore on the bed without having my mom to nag about me making a mess. and eat as much ice cream and chocolate as i want. and and anndd best of all adults would actually start listening to me. wouldn't that be really cooooool ?"

(big round watery eyes)

naivety is so cute.

now i am 20. and i realised that perhaps, just perhaps. all the cheh cheh which i have envied were probably faking the whole bouncy-radiant-pretty-confident aura. i get to sleep at anytime i wish now. sometimes i dont sleep. i can eat chipsmore on my bed now but i dont. cause i dont want to share my bed with the ants. i can eat as much chocolate and ice cream as i want but then i eat a little. cause i found out that they can make me fat :( anndd the adults listen to what i say now. and then tell me to stop acting like an irresponsible kid. wtflah totally not cool.

a few months ago, my 8 year old cousin sis told me: "i want to be like cheh cheh next time"
(big round watery eyes)


ok not so big and round...but the awww effect still intact.

i smile. and thought
"hoho. wait til you turn 20"

Yo pictures.

Just random shots i took while walking around while in besut town and the beach. Thought I'd share some of my favorite shots here :)

besut-very sleepy old town.

morning sunshine at the shops. i love the colors of the buildings here. so quaint!

boulevard.

the shoes matches the sea

jeans as well.

morning panorama heavily photoshop-ed.

seen through the floaty thing.

paradise defined.

MYVI!

praise to coke.

flip flop and mats

empty in the morning.

outdoor dining.

sunset.

thats it. now i am off to rearrange my rather confusing life.

to a dear friend: thanks again for always being there to listen to my little misadventures for two years. from life to studies to guys to random things. eventho i might have been an idiot at times. you know who you are. thank you. and i shall try not to fall back into my habit of thinking too much. finish your assignments before you enter strip clubs k :P

Stop. Relax. Chill.

You're at perhentian.

I know this is an ugly picture in comparison to all the ugly pictures I take. All you see is sand, abit of weird stick poking out of the sand, aimee's red bag, the sea, the hill of the opposite island and abit of some random angmoh's foot.

(yawn)

But I like this picture. Somehow.Because this is the picture of the spot I lay down for hours three afternoons ago and gaze at the lazy pace of perhentian life.

Seriously, except for the speed boats that zoom past, everything is so calm, slow.. even the water is so serene with its steady waves lapping along the shore. And the people.. lets say they dont really move. Everyone's either stoning, reading a book or sleeping.

membaca itu amalan mulia

dan stylish.

To some point we were seriously considering that we were one of the most hyper people on the beach besides pablo the-only-kid-on-the-beach.

fat naked baby belongs to the other beach.
perhentianians learn to walk with that thing. cute riight?

(insert big round eyes)

We were the only chinese people on the beach as well. The other bunch were afraid of the sun and hid in their rooms. perhaps getting wasted on booze in the afternoon. kinda redundant lah. whats the point of heading off to a beach and run away from the sun?

Not very penny wise if you ask me.
Oh well, whatever rocks their boat.

my hair. the mat.

her tattoo. the bikini that matches with the trees.
i am considering getting one done when i hit 21.


her flower. the sea.

us with the quaint looking board.

yipin's going solo.

what she does when she is not stalking jesus or whale lovers.

sunny.

the happy one and the sexy back.

amazing racing.

fulamak camwhoring on canoe tougher than you think.

class of perhentian 08.

top: freddie. angelin. yi pin
bottom: mei kay. aimee. kah hoe.

I wanna be a perhentianian.

Wouldnt it be nice to wake up everyday to the serenading sounds of the sea? To have the fresh sea breeze in your face and soft white sand in your toes wherever you go? To take a swim with the fishes whenever the urge kicks in? To just lay around stoning at the ever changing hues of the horizon all day with no one to chivvy you around with a long to do lists with promises of responsibility and adult-ish choices.

And who knew oasis's wonderwall is the best song to play by the beach?

paddle pop colored sky.

How orgasmic. and oh so romantique.
Escapism. It feels so nice. And oh how the sea breeze clears one's head.

the groom. the pastor. and the bride.

telur
stellar


yipin and angelin for cuti cuti malaysia.

someone said freddie looks like an island pimp in this photo.

with the one who sleeps like a dead fish.

we are chinese.

peter stuyvesant model wannabe.

An idoits guide on how to be emo by the beach:

budak emo 1: angelin

budak emo 2: freddie

budak emo 3: yipin

double dose of emo.
eh, i swear i wasnt drawing anything obscene.

ohhm..sunrise.

more pictures when i finish editing them.
off color lah some.

oh yeah, tesco is selling novels at really cheap prices. between 7-20 ringgit. some of the stuff is pretty good. oh happyness! go grab!

::mk and aim-2 years ago::

by the time you are reading this, i'll be at perhentian.
hello white sands and sunny skies!
=)

Old man in surfer dude pants.

Life never gets boring with you around.

It might get uncomfortable when we dont agree with each other and end up shutting off each other off in silent wars. It might get frustrating when you keep channel surfing when I like to place my loyalty in one channel. It might even be plain disbelief at the times you would treat me like a mister wong you never had and bring me rollerblading, fishing, jungle trekking. It might even get plain weird when we would sometimes analyze hot chicks when the old lady isnt around. Disturbing when you send me lewd forwarded smses. And just plain doubt when you tell me that you have enough exes to fill a whole ktm after office hours. Anger and fear during the occasion when I was coaxed into going kayaking with you only to be swept so far away by the waves that pangkor island looked tiny. we could have died! And shock when we ended up buying the exact same surfer dude pants which was on discount in the hypermart the other day.

Yeah, life is never boring with you around.

I know all dads wanna be superman. Minus the wardrobe malfunction. But in this recent years, I realized that dads, like superman, are less than perfect beings that try so so so hard to be perfect. At least, in the eyes of their kids. But try as they might to do no wrong, they screw up too sometimes.

So you did have your share of screwing up. So what? I never did ask for superman to be my dad.

Happy Father's day.
And I promise to get you more surfer dude pants in the future.

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Everythings a freaking big question mark now. Each question leads to another and another and another and oh screw it, another. Now if I have rubik's complex I wouldnt mind so much. But I dont. There are things I rather try not to understand anymore. All I am waiting for now is an arrow to point me on my way. And a full stop. To end all the stupid question marks.

The biggest question being: why do i nearly always screw up the good things that come my way?
I have no answer, but listening to mika's relax take it easy and newton faulkner's dream catch me does help.

I know I am such a freaking ray of sunshine.

But I cant pretend I am one of those oh-i-am-so-deliriously-in-denial-i-see-rainbows-AND-silver-linings
-even-during-a-tropical-storm kinda girl.


That'd be weird.

Part of me died with my C drive.

I have a question for you people. Do you feel sad when your computer gets reformatted and you dont have backup?

I know I do.

A week or two ago, due to the fact that my cpu was making enough noise to wake a whole cemetery, my sister took it to the computer shop to have it checked and guess what, although the problem with my computer was that the fan was old and needed changing, they decided to be 'nice' and reformat my computer's C drive. To make the system run faster I think. Dunno lah I am an idiot when it comes to computers.

So in the end I lost almost two years worth of music. Of pictures. OF MEMORIES.

I am especially pissed about the pictures. Cause I know for music, I can always just redownload them back into my life. But each picture is precious and irreplaceable. For each snapshot captures moments and situations. Some can even trigger back thoughts and emotions. And try as we may, we all know we can never duplicate a picture. Each is unique, distinct and special.

Heres an example.
Thank goodness I didnt dump everything into a folder :)



Photographer: Me.
Models (from front): Char siew, kai shin, the back of mei leng's head, and a very very attentive Kat.
Situation: We were in the lecture hall before our management lecturer walked in. I was fooling around with my handphone's shoot mode (the one where you can take continuous pictures). Since we were bored, I talked her into modeling for me. And the above picture is the result.

Actually, there was this whole bunch of them ridiculous pictures but I didnt managed to salvage them cause I didnt managed to gif-kan them and save them in my other folder. Sniff sob sniff.

I am so going to print my pictures....

On the other hand, maybe I should get an external hard disk. Or one of those really really cool digital photo frames. I reckon that would be cheaper. =.=''

Damn I wish I wasnt perpetually broke.
Oh well, at least you all know what to get me for christmas/new year/birthday/chinese new year/valentines/hari raya/deepavali/St patrick's day

:) :) :) :)

Forget stuffed animals. I have so many I can start start a zoo liao.
Ps: A DSLR camera would be fine too.

A very shibby post

Here's a toast to the scholarship:

shibby.shibby.shibby.shibby.shibby
shibby.shibby.shibby.shibby
shibby.shibby.shibby
shibby.shibby
shibby
shib
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Okay enough of the shibbyness.

Ini untuk rakan sekampung aku, angelin yeoh yang telah dapat biasiswa untuk menyambung pelajarannya di tanah orang angmoh=australia. hebatkan? Sebenarnya nak postkan ini lebih awal tapi tak tau macam mana nak mengekspressikan perasaan aku lah. Ampun beribu-ribu ampun.

Aku akan menggunakan bahasa kebangsaaan kita untuk menulis post ini. Tak tau mengapalah wanita ini selalu buat semangat patrotisme aku membara-bara ;)

7 tahun lah aku kenal kamu. Rasanya banyak dah berubah. Tapi juga ada yang masih kekal. Macam persahabatan kita. Memanglah tak selalu berjumpa, tapi kamu masih selalu ingat aku. dan bertanya sapa. dan hebatnya kamu ingat hari jadi orang. terima kasih untuk monkey singapore kamu. dan poster linkin park yang kamu bagi saya sejak berkurun lamanya sekarang ditampal di tengah tengah dinding bilik saya walaupun minat aku terhadap mereka kurang dah.

Banyak nak dicakap tapi susah....tapi memang nak cakap terima kasih lah. Untuk semua yang kamu buat. Aku tau kadangkala aku memang susah untuk faham.. hehe.

Ingat enjoy tapi mesti belajar apabila kamu pergi ke australia walaupun terdapat banyak angmoh hensem. Apabila pergi ke nudist beach bondi, jangan pandang orang terlalu lama tau. Sebaliknya, dengar bisikan bayu, rasalah lambaian ombak dan lihatlah bintang bintang yang diselamuti awan di langit australia. Dan rindu kita orang malaysia bagaikan apa apa pungguk bulan. (sry lupa dah peribahasa). Sampaikan salam aku kepada orang asli situ.

Jangan risau terlalu banyak. Kamu sangat pandai dan orang pun senang untuk bergaul dengan.Lawak kamu mesti buat si angmoh ketawa dan senyum sengih sengih. Rasalah mesti senang nak mengadaptasi kepada kehidupan dan hidupan kat situ :)

Jaga diri baik baik.
Ps: Saya sayang kamu.

Pss: Klik untuk imej yang lebih besar.

Gimme a cup of optimism with no questions asked.

A week ago, I tripped and spilt my cup of optimism. And while I managed to salvage back some of the contents within the proceeding few days, I got careless and tripped again recently :(

Yeah, I am really clumsy and trip alot. Over objects. Over issues. And gosh you should see the people I trip over.

I blame it on my small feet. Lousy center of gravity. No wonder I walk funny.

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On another note,

Fuel went up. Everyone is pissed and they just simply pick people to complain to. So far, there's my mom, a friend who just pumped $200 worth of gas due to kiasuness, this taxi driver and this random auntie who was q-ing in front of me in tesco.

=.=''

They should all go buy this shirt.

Best t-shirt in the world. Ah wong's. Damn cooperative la this fellow when I told him I wanted to snap a picture of his shirt.

Its great to know there are so many ways to interpret this mighty word.

Since I always say wtf, does that mean I am generally a very confused person?

hmm. persoalan yang bagus.

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Life, just give me a cup of optimism.

I promise I shall be nice and share some with the people around me.

Cause I think everyone need some at times such as this.

Okay, some is an understatement. We need TONS of it.