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Monday, September 29, 2008
In memory of iPod Nano 3rd Generation


In loving memory of poddy, R.I.P

Dear poddy, i miss u a lot more than the Friday's mouth watering malt cake. Days without you have been real hard. Today i went to the gym without you, it seems incomplete working out without you. Poddy, without you is like dragging my legs across that sickening flooring in the gym. Oh poddy, i want to tell you something. Today after the strenuous rpm class, i decided to have a steam sauna session. Little did i know there were two guys talking about some crap that i dun wish to hear. I wanted peace when i relax in such a divine place. Then i thought it was all over, another man came in. I was closing my eyes when in the sauna but then when i opened my eyes, i wish i hadn't open it. I saw the dude who just came in, right beside me stretching. Rule no 1, no exercising in the sauna lest stretching. I quickly shut my eye and pretended not to hear him crack his bones and listen to his short moan while he stretches to one side. I quickly counted to 30 and then str8 walked out of the seemingly used to be divine place. It was just not right. Poddy i wish u were with me, so i could listen to you sing into my ears while I stay in divinity.But too bad, in that intense heat, you could break your voicebox.

To Mr Steve Jobs(CEO of Apple):
Please propose your team of designers to create a heat and water resistant iPod to be used everywhere. We only want to hear our poddys sing to us and not other spirit disturbing sounds or moans.Please reconsider....our ears deserve the better.
Thursday, September 25, 2008
Firing The Gun



We humans are creatures of compassion, love and care. How amazing it is that we can forgive people and understand each other.Often we are left with choices in life, whether to fire the gun or not.If you have read the papers there this case recently where a student shot several students dead and then ended his own life.How pathethic this may seem to be.

To fire a gun would mean to end one's life, to bring a halt to something so evil or avoid unnecessary problem to invade. Why is it so hard to fire a gun in a friendship? Firing a friendship gun is not an easy thing to do.Likewise, when we fire a gun, we kill a person and end their life. But if we fire the friendship gun, it means to bring a STOP to the friendship in hand.What are some of the reasons why the friendship gun has to be fired? One of them is out of desperation. 

No one wants to be taken advantage of and then left alone to rot when unneeded. We don't need parasites who only stay for the food and shelter but true epifits who can stay and make their own food. What i truly want to say is look for a friend who can help you grow and not pull you down.If nothing else works, pull the trigger and shoot.

Man is made selfish because of their own desires, they are neither cruel or nice until pushed into desperation.


Tuesday, September 23, 2008
Mystical Divinity



Happy Birthday Stanley and Zoey!
Whether due to my vain nature or they call it 'SS', i do think that today is really unexpected and really divine. Out of desperation after failing to get picked to join the queue to take the KDU brochure pics, Daniel decided to make his own version. Hence, crazy 6 people began to go for crazy, emo, funny, and even candid poses. I need some pics!!!

So after posing to become MNTM (Malaysia's Next Top Model), tiring was the 1st word i uttered.Then i headed back home.Today i celebrated my 21st birthday..oh so random! haha..we went to the thai restaurant and then went home to have some divine intervention with the chocolate indulgence cake.Hohoho...so blessed.And then suprisingly piggy wished me happy bday, so unexpected!


Monday, September 22, 2008
Of Ibumie noodles and Island Cafe Festivities

Camwhore no 1
Vanilla Island...divine ok!
Cards, drinks and game
Fries time

No animals were hurt in this production
Today I woke up at 9...opened my iTunes and then got Good Charlotte slapping me awake into reality. I was thinking to myself, nah this day would not be divine (Boy! i was so wrong). I got up ever so lazily to my usual routine and then drove all over to mom's house. As usual Emily's mom fetch us both to college, haha thanks auntie. 

So mom and i reached college and then i was greeted by some yellow monster in a fading grey background. It was freaking Spongebob on joanne's tee.hahahah..loved him, bt seeing that yellow box bull's eye in the morning isn't a pleasant sight.Hahah..no hard feelings joanne. Then as usual, vel came in to the class and then we started laughing like mad as usual. Of course, the usual crowd gossiping about the usual suspects.I dread talking about them.

After photo class, out of nowhere vel and the rest discussed their fetishes with emily's maid must have noodles.Basically, they are just Ibumie noodles stir fried and given a tinge of lime taste on the noodles. And of course, the banned immigrants from Somalia who can't be vegetarian had to have eggs, eggs, and more of them.

The after the much awaited feast, everyone was full to the brim and satisfied after clearing their fetishes..hahahah. Then we drove to Island Cafe in ss2, so random as we were playing cards and not forgetting camwhoring for some. Vel and Steffi were playing it for the 1st time, but Vel seems quite the pro and laughing like her laughing gas stock never fails to pump out of supply.Oh what a day,I would want more of these minus the stupid drama that happened of course.Thank you lord.Bless+
Friday, September 19, 2008
Ugly is the new beautiful


I guess i have hidden too long in my labyrinth of thoughts to not remember to blog. Well of course, the hectic schedule and sleepless nights made me more the not willing to post a new blogpost. Coming to think of it, the reason y i started to blog again may be because of something drama that happen these days. Mom and I called it the D-day where everything just unfolds, hahaha..armageddon they say.

i wish to make short statement here regarding my post title ugly is the new beautiful. If referring to Sugababe's, 'Ugly' song, the songs says that no matter how we would look like, in the end our personality only reflects who we really are. Well, which in turn this is seems to be very true. My friends and I are sick of people who are two faced or inflicted with multiple personalities. adding to that, some people who are like that are like a 'switch'. Whenever confronting with a certain type of people say the rich and famous, they automatically try to please and lick the shoes of that certain group of people. Likewise, whenever trying to take advantage of others, these two faced people can lift you up high to the highest point and then bring you down like in a finger snap.

I wouldn't want to pull out names but one person in my life, affecting my friends and I have been poking us like a needle on a thread or simply put is like a disease in our lives. These people when feeling threatened, just evolve into a cancerous cell metasizing into other's lives. What i'm trying to point out is that these people when feeling threatened or lose out, they change to some Dr Jekyll becomes Mr Hyde and then tries to drag you to misery or even put you to shame. How amazing! Really..I can't be amazed more that these people actually appear and feel good when causing this saddistic behaviour enveloping their own body.
When these people attack, they throw false accusations and allegations that who actually did this and who actually say !@#@#$%%. I wonder how much effort that these people actually throw in to cause such misery to others.I'm utterly disgusted.Oh no, i feel so sorry for them.

  These people would just add more people to their arsenal of enemies. True love or friendship would be their death wish, so pathethic. Attention to those who are labeled liars by these people, remember what your true friends would do or react. true friends would only believe all statements and stories from the real person him or herself. True friends are able to gauge what is really right or what really is wrong. True friends is not a filter paper in your filter funnel that can puncture easily after its wet, true friends are antiviruses or the system of your body who or which would not die out until the mind closes its door.Death to put it more layman.

Of course, my friends and I are not weaklings. Once struck hard on the head doesn't mean we can't stick and bond. well in fact, the glue or bond between us gets stronger with these challenges.FYI. To the two faced and multiple personalities people out there who can't take the way my friends and I do things...F**K OFF.

Anyway, all these weeks since from the 30th of August has been a super great blessing for me. I can't say how happy i am, so blessed. thank you the one above and to all my friends. hehe, to9 i will be meeting Kelly, Kent, Winnie, Li Xian ..how great..hehehe..oh well..can't wait to see them!

Ps: 143 so much H@##!$ 
Thursday, September 11, 2008
Does it feel right?


Hello Kitty mooncake cute le...
All the time i dunno about you but i use the 'does it feel right' way to do things. Does it feel right(DIFR) to do this, it looks dangerous, what if...what if. At some time of our life when making decisions, using this DIFR acronym to work isn't the way. I am not pointing at anyone but im using it as an example. One of my friends recently got a 3rd call from ex asking to get back together. She when slapped with this idea in her face got no avail and had to turn to her own feelings and see whether DIFR applies. Did he change, did i feel good with him, did he really cared about me after all, am i his puppet or am i his master. A 1001 question seems to shoot out inside her head causing millions of synapses that in the end caused what they call mental block.


I wouldn't dare to suggest what she would do or would she even accept the offer from her ex to get back but at this time, she should test him when going out with him. No more comprising of whatever requests and just go on with the outcome. DIFR is out of the question when something so valuable like human's heart and feelings is cornered. When we get rejected a lot of times, its hard to move back on without true will. Well, the term is rejected isnt't it?


Even so, it would be a ridiculous idea to cage ur ex and then test with drugs A B C or even experiment !$@@@%$. I have much desire to support and help this friend of mine. To me, nothing else matters when you find true friends.


Class today was really really crazy and fun also. As usual,Mr Shern was confusing us with his nonchalant ways of how to really understand org comm. Credits to u sir! and then we had photo tutorial which i had got smacked into attention when Mr G asked me to get the projector ppl to fix it.Sorry sir, was talking to Jody ok! Well, im bracing myself for the 2 week mid term exam and I believe i can do well. Thank u the one above that is coloring my life now.
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
Of sheep, lamb, and goat



Yeah, its been a long break or hiatus mode since i last posted or even updated. I took a two day MC as i was feeling horribly sick but im good thanks to much prayer i did.Thanks to the one above. The week has been reasonably great with ever crazy classmates which i truly appreciate and happy to have. Thanks guys. My pillar of strength and also my daily dose of laughter. Well, mid term exams starts next week and then drags on to two weeks. Oh, lord have mercy...I do not have a clue for this sem at all.Everyone is on panic mode and all of us are in dire of understanding what the lecturers are trying to drill into us. Some of them just end up like high school lecturers, some talk way beyond our capacity and some just plain weird. KDU should start hiring proper lecturers, groom them well before testing all the lecturers on us. My friends and I are really mad at how these lecturers can end up teaching us.


Sue says after our mid term all of us will go for manicure and pedicure and then my friends set me a new girly name (Stacy Choong Kar Mun)..wth ok,,lolx.,Anyway, can't wait to get back to see all my other friends again.Till then, ciaoz



Thursday, September 4, 2008
Numbers can be a mode of expression


This is taken by the road during my picture taking.Hehe

Yesterday I received an sms from my friend who likes to tease me.So teet teet, teet teet(nokia tune). Then i read, it said 143. I went what the hell is 143, and I was asked to guess what is it. Math lesson perhaps? So i was thinking for the whole day what 143 reli is...until today afternoon after asking mom and sis(they were clueless about it) then i found out...143 actually means I Love You. If mom saw my face, she would probably say i pulled the black face again. Interestingly i also found out that 182 happens to be I Hate You (not suprising) and then one more 459 which also means I Love You. Hahah..simply put, these numbers tell more than just figures in math but words that actually mean something.Wow..lolx

Hmm today's class was as early as 11am(yes 11 is early fr mass comm students ok?), and then i drove a half an hour journey to college for Org Comm with Mr. Shern. I dunno if my classmates felt the same way but I feel that i'm lost when he teaches us. He gets it so twisted, so yea you talk about point A and then you fly to dimension A and then Square B before coming back to point A. Now that's 'organized'.Oh my.When he asks the class questions, we would observe like a 3 to 4 minutes silence and then he patiently waits for the answer from us. As a matter of fact, the waiting time is useless as we wouldn't give any response. I wanted to barge in and tell him my ideas but the questions he posed made me derail from my train of thoughts.

Then during our 10 minutes break since Mr Shern throat was deprived of rest, sue, vel and the rest all played with my knitted scarf. After I got the scarf back from them, i got ambushed! Yes, i am ticklish but that's not the right way to bully me.Lol..Evil people.

Oh then again, I am waiting for this saturday to come. I can get to go out! lolx..

P.s: Sis...good luck with mandela ok! lol!