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Saturday, April 18, 2009

emma bemma

my sister is a cheerleader.

for Shirtliff. yeah, the one that wins all the time.


all the good genes went to her..dammit. (:

practicing hard before the Sport's Day performance

TEAM SPIRIT YEAH!


Emma.



See, cheerleaders aren't happy all the time!


She practices everyday til 5.30 so i'm her driver who waits outside school patiently, then she comes into the car, sits at the back, complains about the many bruises she has and how hot it is while i brave the peak hour traffic.

I went from cheerleader's cheerleader (because I can't do them splits and shits and Anchorz (SBS) was practically made up of my entire gang so I know everything there is to know about cheerleading), to cheerleader's driver.

BLAHDEE HELL.

(: Emma's competing in Cheer 09!

procrastinate much

Yes I am well aware that Valentine's Day was in February, and it is now the end of April.

Sorryla.

Valentines Day itself was spent with Chris' extended family, that was daunting. Trying to remember everyone's name and faces and making sure i don't swear, say anything bimbotic, insulting, racist, sexual SAY THE RIGHT THING SO THEY LOVE ME.

 
The bee got me the 'Love letters of great men' book which he says was like shooting himself in the foot because now he can never write a love letter to me that is 'great' enough. Funny thing though, when I saw the book I hinted and hinted that I wanted it, but he had already bought the book for me a week earlier. I guess when you know someone, you REALLY know someone!


On Sunday, we went to La Bodega which was a real treat!

because i think I look better in this pic
because he thinks HE looks better in this pic 
bee loves his food and alco. it was happy hour, so we were Sangria happy
(: tapas (:

Spanish rice, totally forgot what it's called but it's DELISH!


Earlier on during the dinner, we adjourned from the patio to our table, we left our car keys. After leaving the bar to go catch Slumdog Millionaire, we forgot the food we had tapau-ed.
If Chris and I ever have kids together, we are gona one day walk out of a store and forget that we left our poor baby in the stroller inside.
Slumdog was the shit la. DEV PATEL. aaaaaah. love it when he yells LATIKAAAAAAAAAAA.
No movie has ever moved me to tears as much as this one has, if it wasn't for jaiho at the end I would have walked out of the cinema with panda eyes.
Malaysian Cinema sensors EVERYTHING. even Jamal kissing Latika. which was just a lip to lip thing.


DAMN DUMB LA considering i waited the whole damn movie for them to do that!
PFFT.
'Twas a good Valentines. (:

Tuesday, April 14, 2009

second to none, i promise.

A spider web is tangled up with me,
And I lost my head,
The thought of all the stupid things I'd said.

A spider web, and I'm caught in the middle,
So I turn to run,
The thought of all the stupid things I've done,

A spider web and it's me in the middle,
So I twist and turn,
Here am I in my little bubble,

And I never meant to cause you trouble,
I never meant to do you wrong,


And I, well if I ever caused you trouble,
And oh no, I never meant to do you harm.

Thursday, April 9, 2009

tip of the ice

Today all the air-cons in the house got their not so regular servicing so now we have icy cold air con!

now before you go all global warming on me, i only switch my air con on when its too hot a day and sleeping in close to nothing still isnt enough (ok maybe that piece of info wasnt necessary). 

anywhosies, daddy walks up the stairs and sees that my air con is on, and my bathroom door and room door is open..

kena nicely.

him: why do you need to air condition your bathroom?


me: so I can go pang sai (take a dump, crap, number 2 or whatever you call it) in comfort daddy. (:



always your little girl, daddy.

something unignorable

funny how the name I took for confirmation was 'Faith'

and yet it is the one thing i am lacking so much of during times of trials.

It's difficult, because I we have no control over something that will control our lives.

It's difficult because the wait is so long.

You know how you think you're never going to end up like them?

Eventually, we all will.

Wednesday, April 8, 2009

busy as a bee

busybusy week cuz Easter is this sunday. which means an entire weak of going to church for mass-es.

the boyfie will be doing his first solo ever in church! yay him!

promise updates on penang trip (yes i know that was ages ago)

emma's loverly birthday dinner at Flam's

and the kick ass-est film studies lecturer in HISTORY.
im talking about a funky gay smoking liberal bald overtly dramatic SISTER!

Friday, April 3, 2009

thick skin.

because i can be quite shamless.

because i know you all are really nice people who want to make me happy

because ive never won anything like this

because it would be quite cool to say i won the Loreal hydrafresh face search. eventho its a tiny competition

PLEASE vote here
http://www.malaysiantoday.com.my/loreal_vote.html/

you only get to vote once. so make sure that you dont terclick some other picture like Logann did. pfft.

THANK YOOOOOOOOOOOU!

Thursday, April 2, 2009

not smarter than a 5th grader

I was telling Jil how it would be TORCHER once i go overseas since i can't see Chris as often as i do now.

She didn't reply for awhile.

And then she did.

'its TORTURE la.'


o o p s i e d a i s i e s h o k i e p o k i e.

'when you said torcher i thought of like fire or some torch light thing'.

sorry la msn no spell check.

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my moral portfolio is about the death penalty. so being the procrastinator i am i started researching yesterday. due, tomorrow. I KNOW I KNOW.

anyway, so i was looking up crimes that deserve the death penalty, and guess what i found!!

"Murder related to the smuggling of ALIENS."
i fell apart laughing thinking omg the americans think of EVERYTHING, smuggling of aliens..what bs. alien abduction. pfft. rosewell. double pfft.

so i thought i was damn smart, i went downstairs to tell my mum about my alien story.

she said,
'oh yeah human trafficking'.

blinkblink.

"maaa they said ALIENS. you know green slimey roswell related things. you mean alien abduction right"

"no. human trafficking. immigrants and illegals. thats what they call people who arent citizens of the country. aliens"




oh boy. just when i felt really smart doing all this reading up on the death penalty.

Tuesday, March 31, 2009

blood red shoes

Disclaimer:
if you're uncomfortable about girls who don't filter what they say and talk about their periods, then don't bother reading!

jil and i were discussing how are periods are always in synch and how all the ladies in my house got their period.

i woke up late (when am i never) this morning, rushed to shower, then realised there was no pad. so had to drive out to 7e at 7.40am and search the shelf for something with wings and not extra long. =.=

why dont they carry the normal stuff ppl use!

so louis who overheard our conversation, said

'no pad? use SPONGE la.'.

Sponge.

total wtf-ness.

jil and i had a good laugh about how we would use sponges as pads.

when its full (or in this case saturated) have to wash and squeeze it out, and how it can only be done when we are showering

then must blow dry the sponge "HURRY UP and dry! i need to use youuuuuu".

We'd have to use granny panties and cut the sponge, so that the sponge would fit.


the next problem? wings.

not a problem, remember when you cut the sponge?? leave the sides and tape it down with muskin tape!

obviously we had nothing better to do, malaysian studies was a bore anyway.

consolation prizes

the only you can find out just how much freecell, solitaire, and minesweeper you can play nonstop is by working at the computer lab.

dahla i dont get paid. grumblegrumble. ok fine so they paid for two semester fees.

they better pay for the next two. -________-

interview for scholarship later. GAH HORROR GASP FAINT. what could they possibly ask?

apart from why do you deserve this scholarship??
because your fees are exorbitant

chris helped me prepare for the interview, actually he prepared me for every other future interviews too.

this is what he taught me to say.


interviewer: unbutton your shirt.
me              : how many?

interviewer: hike up your skirt.
me              : how high?

interviewer: bend over.
me              : how low?

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there you go girls, expert tips from the expert he would like to think so boyfriend.

wish me luck! (:

Monday, March 30, 2009

I'll make you believe

I love you baby.
I love you too.
you make me happy. (:
hehe you too!
Really?
course!
Civil Engineering! you?
What?
Oh. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Mass Comm.
heheh. Slowpoke! (:



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Oh how you make me smile! i love you-ooooo

filter : off

things you dont NEED to know about my body but il tell you anyway just because. (:



1. my hair is falling like more than usual, and its scary cuz i dowana look like the ABOVE

2. But despite all the hair falling i also think my hair is growing sideways and not getting any longer. i dont even know if thats possible but my hair is all poofy on the left side and not on the right, and its been stuck at the same length for awhile now.

3. i feel totally naked and alil violated because my facial lady decided to remove my upper lip hair before i could say yes or no. thats like one part of my body that i have never removed hair from! its all hairless now. not like it was very hairy in the first place. i hope when it grows its not all ugly and thick and black and BLEAAAH.

                                   THUMBS DOWN.


4. tweezing, waxing and shaving is such a chore. I cannot wait til im so rich i can spend on money on leg and underarm hair. not for rebonding or treatment, but to zapzap it AWAY PERMANENTLY, with electrolysis!

5. so my facial lady may have removed my upperlip hair but she totally rocks cuz she permed my eyelashes for free. (: (: (: so its all pretty and curly and FREEEEEE. if only i could flutter them.

6. you know how under your lip theres this thing that connects to your gum? mine was all the way down between my teeth. chris calls it a mouth clit. abigail used to say if i talked too fast that that THING would just POP and my lips would be all flat. i went snorkelling in bali 2 years back, and that thing actually came out from between my teeth, so now its just there. and if i smile and youre looking at me from the side you can see the gap between my teeth. God im weird. find me one other person who has this stupid mouth clit...then we can form a club. i always wonder if i can push it back in or just remove it completely. but im so afriad my lips would fall flat on my teeth and not move. how to talk like that ( chris is probly gona go remove it in my sleep after reading this).

7. my nail is peeling, not breaking, PEELING. like in layers. like an effing onion.
i banyak masalah la.

Saturday, March 28, 2009

pitch black

so how was your earth hour?

my neighborhood quite cool la


mostly participated in the hour of darkness  helping to save the Earth.



the Khoo's had a candlelit dinner then a stroll around the neighborhood.


it was kinda cool (not the best word) despite how earth hour went from a bid to save the earth to a huge publicity bandwagon knowing that we all did a teensy part in conserving Mother Nature.



i'm now typing in darkness and hotness because mum says try to p r o l o n g earth hour. my daddy keeps wishing people happy earth hour. my brother is making lame jokes about how the dogs should stop barking and conserve their energy to save the world. 


im wishing i didnt have Malaysian Studies because now im stuck BS-ing my way through an essay. its amazing the things that i (and im guessing jil and also the rest of my coursemates,. maybe not shalyn. haha) magicaly conjure up when i really need to.

words i cannot splle

1. accessory

2. nescecary

3. definition

4. business

5. definitely

6. a lot (until i was 15 i thought it was alot. then i had an english teacher who was so annoyed she told my mum about my alot problem during report card day =.=)

7. thought and taught (not that i dont know how to spell. but i always forget the difference)

8. center centre (which is it?????????????)

9. career (everytime i have to write this word down, i sit and think for a very long time, more often than not i would write courier first then realise thats the postal service)

10. neice/ niece (and im talking about the family member)

11. john (i used to think it was jhon. i was 9. hee =D)

12. anything that has an S but is spellt with a Z depending on whether you spell it the british or american way. im beyond confused. 


you see, im a huge barney fan. he taught me loads as a kid. like how to spell, how to put that imagination to good use (which probably has lead to bad bad things!) and to stick my tongue out when it rains in case the raindrops were lemondrops and gum drops, oh what a rain that will be. barney is american. but our school system is british. OH the headache.


13. fantastically, horrifically, anything with a -cally at the end. 

14. and when i was a kid i had no clue that it was cough and phlegm, i thought it was kof and flem.
 
15. superkalafragalisticexpialadocious (cmon la WHO CAN??..oh right, manjuli)


considering that i cannot spell the words mentioned above (if you just scrolled up to check its spelling, its only correct because i spell checked) and probably many other words that have conveniently slipped my mind, and that i want to one day write for a magazine and wear haute couture (omg i had to spell this 4 times before i got it right) then take over the magazine and be a FIERCE editor...









 

THANK GOD FOR SPELL CHECK.

11 already?

our problem?

semantic noise.

noise = anything that interferes with a message being communicated to the receiver


semantic = difference in interpretation of words by different people due to their culture, or background. in our case sex (men = mars, women = venus)

and lets face it, together we are i am as noisy as noisy can get.



I know I'm not easy to decipher.
I know its just as hard to try to catch everything i'm saying especially when i'm frantic because i speak ten times faster.


I know its even harder when I don't say anything and expect you to just know what i want from you when that's just unfair.


 
I know sometimes it kills you that i just dont refuse to understand why you can't be here all the time.


I know sometimes you just want to kill me especially when its the time of the month because anything that goes wrong becomes your fault and my mouth knows NOT how to filter.


But you've been doing a FANTASTIC  job for the past 11 months bee.


Good luck for the next 11 months! cuz thats 11 more PMSes and 11 more months of ME.










of course that is if you'll still have me.

 because you put such a horrific pic of me on your blog



Cheeks loves you. 
More than you'll ever know.




Ever thine, ever mine, ever ours.

Monday, March 23, 2009

your lsd.


Guess who?


I know all you girls standing in the line for the bathroom ready to give him a free lap dance, really wanting to move, know it.



BOO YA! Pharell in your face! Well, mine, jue and jil's at least.


He even looked straight at us at one point. Don't ask me which song because we were too busy swooning.


And then it happened, guard pulls jil who pulls me. next thing i know we're up on stage with 15 or so other girls. jue realised we went missing and being the lil pixie she is managed to run pass the security guard and got up on stage with us! tralalalala.



So after taking evidence of us being on stage, we berdancing!


And then he hugged us. (I can hear you cry, Nel). Note our happy sweaty faces.



But it wasn't all that easy. First we watched Nidji (who were awesome and total crowd pleasers and they all wore suits so it was so cute and the lead singer kept on gyrating his hips like elvis so that got us excited)


When Nidji finished, pixiejue said lets make our way to the front so we will be right up front for N.E.R.D.. so we happytrippyskipped our way to the front and we waited. and waited. then we decided to look at the program.




wewereatthewrongstage.

so we had to endure another 2 hours of butterfingers and agrikulture (their bass was so power i swear the speakers could have blown me away).

i got very tired and decided to take advantage of chris by leaning on my tower!

we ended up climbing the barrier to be right infront all cheerleader style (ok i wasnt as graceful as jue, it looked more like a tangle of limbs when i climed over)

then we had these people infront of us


security guards who cockstared us like we were lunatics. they were being all cute holding hands trying to keep us away from the stage. HAH. didnt work did it. nanananabuubuu.


But other than the big shebang over N.E.R.D. it was just a happy sunshiney day (as jue put it) spent with the besties Jue&Jil




and the boyfie Chris whom i abused.

Piggy-back rides.



To lean on when my back got tired.


To climb on his shoulder when pharell said we should if we came with a guy, to go and buy fries eventhough i said i wasnt hungry, to go and buy beer while jue and i waited at the wrong stage, to lift me up so i could climb the barricade when he couldnt cuz he tall mah, to go play the f1 simulation cuz i told him it was cool and probably fun but really i wanted to go but didnt have teman. (: i wuv you.



Other than bullying, i mean being with the boyfie, we went to watch estrella the lead singer so pretty.

cosmic kitchen was really good. irish or british band, who had a lead singer with such a sultry voice. total chill sorta music.
we watched estranged too but we were too busy headbanging, i kid you not, chris and jil were REALLY feeling it.

we got to go to a silent disco. from afar we looked like retards. dancing and bobbing our heads to music you couldnt hear cuz we had earphones.


Thank you beebee.
Thank you Jue&Jil.
Thank you Pharell.
Thank you Sunburst 2009.


'twas MORE than a good day.



Saturday, March 21, 2009

baked.

Penang was a lot of food, a lot of sun, a lot of swimming. 

The formula for a perfect holiday.
oh wait the holiday was missing chris.

not so perfect.
 
Off to sunburst to see my baby the ultimate sex god with the hottest abs and mouth singing off the sexiest thing i want to be your baby doll, your lsd and give you a lapdance Pharell take off his shirt!

Sunday, March 15, 2009

ooo look...pig flying!

It's that time of the semester again. Where everyone sits in the computer lab compiling their notes. Then it gets worse, upon printing the notes you decide to flip through it before you start to really memorize it.

OMGWTFIDIDNOTKNOWSUCHATERM
EXISTEDAREYOUSUREHETAUGHTTHIS
INCLASS!


above response also comes hand in hand with jaws dropping and frantic calling of everyone else in the class making sure that you printed out the right stuff.


But i guess that's NOT the worse bit.


You really are only tested when you sit down at your desk, prettypink highlighter in hand, pen in the other, nerdy black glasses on, fringe clipped to the side with your cute sharktooth clip, notes infront of you.



I don't know about you but it's when i am forced want to start studying that my 


1. half bed/half handbag and clothes dumpsite looks like one of those four poster beds in the beach resorts with nice white egyptian cotton sheets, and fluffy pillows. 


2. laptop starts calling out to me (I SWEAR IT SPEAKS), it keeps saying 'FACEBOOK' 'SKYPE' 'POKER PALACE'


3. urge to text Jue, Jil, Sha Lyn, Saby, Safy  or call Chris to tell them just how lazy i am becomes as strong an urge as after you've drank a huge bottle of water and need to pee.


4. eyebrows suddenly need tweezing, my whiteheads and blackheads need to be squeezed, my eyelashes need to be curled, my eyes need to be lined, and my lips need to be lipglossed. okay so i study better with a lil bit of make up on cuz i feel pretty, hence, semangat. it is not a crime.


5. wardrobe in which i can never find anything to wear suddenly has lotsa clothes i dont remember having that MUST be tried on that instant.


6. house in in which ive lived for, for 5 years seems like a mazed garden that needs to be explored by the procrastinators of this world. i like to walk around the house aimlessly just to while away time because orgcomm is just that boring.


7. need to blog suddenly seems so apparent that i just decided to abandon my notes and come sit infront of my laptop and now im typing away on blogger.



Oh only the procrastinators of this world would understand. (:

Saturday, March 14, 2009

boys..pfft.

So today was the big match.
Liverpool vs. ManU
I thought i'd be the perfect girlfriend and watch the match with him.

I sit there (okay so i admit i was playing freecell and poker most of the time but i SAT THERE) in between my dad was on the other couch supporting liverpool and next to me was Mr. #1 MU fan.


Boys. pfft.


You do not want to be seated in between a liverpool and MU fan.


But thats okay, i still sat there watching MU put in the first goal, Liverpool's equalizer, Liverpool's second goal and finally Liverpool's 3rd goal and OH WAIT they just put in a 4th.


Now by this point my dad is ecstatic. Laughing and taunting Chris, while Chris tries to come up with some witty line to come to MU's defence.


Here's the worst part...
Chris: Baby the last time i watch an MU-Liv match was with you at the mamak.
Me: so?
Chris: MU lost that match.
Me: yeah?
Chris: YOU'RE THE JINX.



remember that conversation we had?

about how you would snuggle up on the couch with me and watch football, or how i would let you have friends over next time to watch football and id make sure there's pizzas and beers.



NOT HAPPENING.

whatever you want

call it a hiatus.

call it writer's block.

call it being lazy.

call it whatever you want it to be.

I've been busy

Turning 18 three times


Once when Chris cooked (see theres no need for me to cook cuz you already can do that bee!) me a candlelit meal.




Another time at home with a splash of red and kinky gifts.


And third time's the charm with dinner at Hilton.


Sitting on the sidewalk with the Jil and the Jue.
so what we were really doing was resting our legs after happyshoppingtime at a bazaar.

Freezing my non existant bum off at cameron.

Celebrating Malaysia's Independance - i kid you NOTcelebrating birthday's


GARYIHAVENOTSEENYOUINFOREVER.

JiaWei I think he's in Switzerland.


cuppiecakes for Auntie Hilda


having'fun'. lots of it.

Telawi Street Bistro.


At the Hilton.



The Apartment.





M.O.S.



Cloth&Clef

because i'm the only one that celebrates Christmas out of the 10? of us!
mandymisseshersayangs.


soaking up the sun.


Sentosa.


at the club.

and of course, ChristopherMOSESCherianGeorge.

I had no clue his name was Moses until like, a month or so ago.

Noah nicer la.
(:


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finals on the 16th and 17th

kuantan and sunburst next week

3 week sem break.

bliss.