exodus of a girl

moving on

2008-09-25T11:59:00.003+08:00

i've decided to haul my proverbial ass over to another blog.

so. for more lisha-madness, go to http://whoislisha.blogspot.com/

the end.

Pooem of the day : 02

2008-09-23T13:42:00.004+08:00

from alvin to me:

God damn it stinks.
Shit that sinks,
makes me feel more like a king
than a prince.
My company prints,
we do not use shit inks.

jack and jill went up the hill

2008-09-20T23:52:00.005+08:00

and i hope i don't come tumbling down like jill did. and i certainly don't want to break my crown like jack did.

i'm going hiking with the Malats to the waterfalls in Hulu Langat. somewhere out in the sticks. i have no idea where it is.

i asked michael if i could get a ride with him. he said yes (not like he has much choice =p).

"confirming time of pick up. 6.45am? groan. apologies in advance if i'm a grumpy bitch. haha"
he promptly replied, "Understood!"

i'm not exactly the morning type of person. but at least, i'm able to participate in minimal conversation now. it used to be just grunts and well... just grunts, really. and death stares.

i just hope this won't happen.

Ons got leeched!

i'll be armed with plenty of food and insect repellent. hopefully it'll be a nice sunny day and maybe, i might finally get a bit of a tan!

click clicking clicked

2008-09-11T21:32:00.009+08:00

surfing online these days is just getting far too dangerous for the likes of me and every other shopaholic.

with the copious amount of shopping blogs popping up all over, it's so hard to resist 'just looking'.

of course, many of these sites are utter rubbish. it's kind of like sifting through the shops in sungai wang to find your pieces of treasure. well, after much clicking, i've managed to find a few independent online stores that are bookmark-worthy.

honey-pumpkin

lacquer and lace

neo vintage

the envelopes

ettoffe clothes

shopaholics unite

muff + stit

shoessaholic

click click click, and before you know it, your bank account has plummeted dangerously low. and all you have to say to defend yourself is, "ooops. i didn't realise i clicked so much!"

okay. i'm off to meet my cousin for a potential project. i might actually get to use my tablet soon! *happy grin*

precious desires

2008-09-01T00:07:00.007+08:00

there is one little store in melbourne which i have been deeply in love with for their unique collection of jewellery made by independent designers - e.g.etal

i have still yet to find out how it's supposed to be pronounced. i am loving their current collection. when i think of jewellery, i immediately look to this store for sparks of inspiration.

oh these really make my hands itch and start digging into my jewellery supplies. specially with the new stock my mum brought down for me. yay!

Pooem of the day : 01

2008-08-30T09:54:00.001+08:00

From alvin to me:

It's been awhile since i wrote a pooem.
So here goes...
When i say uh oh.
It means i got to go.
To where, u don't wanna know.
I'm hardly putting on a show.
Umm and santa goes ho ho ho.

the little chase

2008-08-26T10:55:00.005+08:00

i had the most bizarre dream a couple of nights ago. it was the kind of dream that seemed normal until you wake up. once i opened my eyes and ran through the dream again, i couldn't help but giggle.

me: "guess what i dreamt about?"
alvin: *probably thinking "here we go again"* "what?"
me: "i got chased by a midget!"

alvin paused. then he laughed.

i had just driven into the carpark of a shopping center and i was ambitiously trying to reverse park. i kinda scraped the car beside me, but, it was such a minor scrape i figured i'd just pretend nothing happened.

then as i walked into the mall, a couple of guys were loitering around. one of them was a midget and he decided to follow me around. i got annoyed so i turned into a corridor and see whether he would continue following.

he did.

i turned around and spat, "wat the fuck is your problem?" and continued walking towards the stationery section in an attempt to lose him amongst the stationary shelves. i spotted william and alvin and ran to them.

the rest isn't really worth mentioning.

so yes. i was chased by a midget.

august babies

2008-08-24T11:54:00.007+08:00

okay. i'm really backtracked in my posts, i know.

i've been meaning to write about:
- Bangkok
- MTV Asia Awards
- Panic at the Disco
- Pasta Zanmai

but nyeh. i'm no longer the avid blogger i once used to be. probably coz a whole bunch of my friends gave up on it. i lost my extrinsic motivation.

anyway... i digress, so, let me get back on track.

last saturday, we had a belated joint birthday dinner for way han and leonard at las carretas. su-yen msn-ed me two weeks beforehand and booked me. =p

su: "you better come!! or else...."
lisha: "ok ok, i'll be free on the 16th!"

su can be quite ganas if you piss her off. she's a mum of two boys, yo. so don't mess. she'll crack her whip and discipline you without hesitation. hope amer's into the S&M thing. haha

it felt like a high school reunion. the food was pretty yummy and surprisingly, reasonably priced. the cocktails were pretty cheap too. i think it was about rm14 for a margarita!

leo & way han fighting over who should don the sombrero first.

leo & su - i swear they both look like anime characters.

way han & leo - the august babies

fiona & hisham (more well known as mix fm's sham)

way han: "you blow it."
leo: "nah man. you blow it. your birthday was more recent."
everyone: "just blow the damn thing, both of you!"

Introducing the POOem

2008-08-22T15:13:00.006+08:00

every relationship has their idiosyncrasies and quirks that make it special.

alvin and i share our relationship with the toilet bowl fairly intimately. when either one of us is gracing the throne with our bottoms, we sms each other POOems.

not poems, but POOems.

today's POOem from me to him:

A banana a day makes your stomach give way.
It makes you want to say,
“It’s shit time, dey!”
So have you had YOUR banana today?

romance with a twist.

i've got my bottom covered

2008-08-22T12:36:00.003+08:00

my mother is back in town.

alvin and i went to pick her and paul up from KLIA and brought them out for supper. in the car she handed me two plastic bags of things i had requested for from australia - bonds underwear and jewellery supplies.

"are fifteen undies enough for you?"
"FIFTEEN?!?! why did you buy so many?"
"well... you sounded desperate!"

-_- that's my mother for you.

playing dress-ups

2008-08-20T23:02:00.005+08:00

i don't know what i would've done without jen. thank god someone knows how to sew.

when joyce asked if i wanted to help Tongue In Chic dress up a couple of dolls, i immediately said yes and got girly-excited over how to dress them up.

then. i realised.

shit. i can't sew. -_-

i can do straight stitches. well... they're more like crooked stitches.

but with a lil improvisation here and there, we managed to dress up the dolls a little. my poor dolls look a lil underdressed next to the rest, though. *sniff*

to be fair, most of the other contributors were fashion designers/fashion design students. nevertheless, i was still proud of my glam ballerina and glam diva.

40 days summarised

2008-08-17T22:43:00.006+08:00

okay, it's time to end my hiatus.

it's been a fairly eventful month and a half.

- went to bangkok with cam & soon wei. was supposed to blog about it, but i kept putting it off until the hype died.
- MTV Asia Awards in Genting.
- weekend epicurean trip to penang

and i just spent the weekend sewing outfits for dolls with jen whilst watching SATC. could this be a preview to our future? two old women sitting around, listening to fictional characters discussing their sex lives and sewing outfits for dolls.

oh. plus my 14 cats.

yikes. scary thought.

what happens now?

2008-07-07T14:38:00.003+08:00

"do you really know the person you're sleeping with?" carrie bradshaw posed this question.

what happens when the person you thought you knew inside out, suddenly shows a side of them that makes you take a step back and realise, you don't know them as well as you thought?

what happens when the person you've been building your dreams/future with, becomes the person who tears them apart?

what happens when you realise this person has become your best friend, confidante, your entire world, and you have no one else to turn to? your friends are his friends. your home is his home. your safe place is him.

what happens when you realise you have crossed way over your side and you've lost your way back? it becomes a one-sided relationship.

so what happens when doubt begins to eat inside of you and you wonder if you've given up far too much to let go now, and yet, you wonder if you should?

and yet, all he can do is get angry when you raise your issue.

so what happens now?

you repress your emotions and stay. because if you leave, you know he won't hurt as much as you will.

playing house

2008-06-30T17:04:00.003+08:00

the new house is looking mighty nice. i must applaud my dad's sense of design. thank god he isn't one for gaudy floral wrought iron gates and lions at the front door.

he once said to me, "a lot of rich chinese have no taste." and it's so true.

i'm sure you've all noticed those ostentatiously huge houses painted in pink with garish looking balconies and greek style columns. not to mention the palace gates that barricade the entrance.

my room however, remains to be an eye sore currently. the damn furniture is built in and not white as i was originally told. well, not completely anyway. it's green and white. with my blue walls.

not the look i was going for. hence, i have decided i will drag someone to help me repaint my furniture white. mwahaha. candidette #1 - my colleague, reza (mr. handyman)

list of things i have yet to get:
- bookshelf
- bedside table
- lamp
- quilt
- frames
- wall decal

speaking of which. i need to find someone who can print wall decals for me.

many many projects to go. fun fun.

i'm contagious

2008-06-27T19:57:00.004+08:00

in a non- flattering way.

my senior was having a look at my label designs when i started hacking away like a dying old lady. everytime i coughed, she inched backwards. one moment she was right behind me and the next, she was two feet away with her hand over her mouth!

"oi. don't spoil my weekend! i don't want to get sick!"
-_- "where's the love, man?" *cough cough*
"ok that's it!! you do the labels yourself. i'm going over there..." she points at her table fifteen feet away, "and we'll have a look at it on monday!" *scampers off*

urbanscapes is tomorrow. not sure if i will be going yet. goddammit this is seriously the wrong time to be broke. the sales are on, junkyard sales popping up everywhere, urbanscapes... *bangs head on wall*

meanwhile, thanks to facebook's bowling buddies, we are having a bowling championship tonight at one utama!!

yes, this is what our lives have come to. getting excited over a night of bowling. three years ago, we would have been prepping up to go out and ~~get smashed~~ skank the night away. but not anymore... age has taken hold and decided to climb on our backs for a long ride.

oh, rubbish.

2008-06-20T20:30:00.002+08:00

my laptop was sent in to be diagnosed and the outcome was somewhat, heartbreaking.

it was not, as i had hoped, a fault of the hard disk but possibly the motherboard gone haywire. which means i would have to fork out about rm1000+ to get it repaired!!

i am well pissed off with myself & toshiba. absolutely pissed. i thought i'd spend a bit more on a laptop so it would last longer and not become obsolete as quick, but nooOOOooo. just under two years and it's decided to retire.

urgh. should've just bought a dell for half the price. so now what? i'm going to get a second opinion before deciding on whether to repair it or just tighten my belt and get myself a macbook instead.
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that's not all the bad news. my grandmother has been admitted into hospital for pneumonia. according to my uncle, she's okay. so that's a relief.

am now twiddling my thumbs waiting for alvin to get back from work so we can go visit her. i may be driving now, but that doesn't mean i automatically have GPS installed in my head, yo. and we all know how FANTASTIC my sense of direction is.

*ahem* shaddup.
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urbanscapes is happening next weekend. i'm hoping to get free tix if i can. sounds like it'll be quite the happenings.

chuffed!

2008-06-16T18:06:00.002+08:00

my first t-shirt designs have been printed the samples were sent over today for us to have a look at. i'm quite pleased with the results, although... they do need to tweak a few things, naturally.

designing prints for fabric is quite different from print on paper. you have to keep in mind the stretch of the fabric, the curvature (does it make the wearer look too fat/thin/saggy), results after washing processes, etc.

they'll be available in WH by the end of the year for the holiday season. =)

oh... it's men's shirts, btw. sorry ladies.

kokokaina

2008-06-13T20:57:00.003+08:00

who'd have thought u could be famous through the internet? it seems to be the trend now.

colbie caillat did it. so did marie digby. and here's an undiscovered talent (for now). eunice introduced me to kokokaina and i'm in love with her songs and her sultry vocals.

check out her videos here.

party in your jammy

2008-06-13T19:46:00.013+08:00

as promised... some of the (many many many) pics. i ain't got no photoshop right now so all the pics are in its original form. aight.

if u want any of the pics removed for good reason, just let me know. there are some priceless moments caught in stills. *grin*

ons

pimpdaddy brian

"let's see if your muscle is still so big when i pull your armpit hair!"

anrie is the hottest photographer

so man!

old folks unite - yue neng & brian

birthday boy & i

david and one of his many 'natural' poses

absolutly alcoholic

we had a mini series in still shots going on. i think it needs no explanation...

the end of mini series

bradders in pyjamas

david's natural pose #215

high-waisted is like, sooooo in right now.

stu, shean, mike, ons, dave, jo, big B & birdbird

me & stu

joanna & b

geisha girl

oh, out comes the tongue again.

poor johan was pinned down and tickled while they all forced him to whistle.

mike & david pretending they're tag heuer models?

the cake says, "happy birthday hunny bunny!"

brian & i

cheers!

doncha wish you had this many chicks in your bed? joanne, cindy, audrey, me & anrie

yue neng gets a taste of a night in hugh hefner's life

the result of viagra

the result of a penis enlargement

the result of too much alcohol

girlfriends vs football

2008-06-12T22:51:00.004+08:00

we all know who is likely to win.

i've lost alvin to euro cup for the last week... and there's still two weeks to go. he's lying right next to me, completely knocked out thanks to all the late nights staying up to watch the games.

thank goodness it only comes once every 4 yrs. haha. but then, there's also EPL, champion's league and of course, world cup.

we can never win.

and gullible me, i believed him when he told me at the very beginning, "you will never have to fight EPL for my time." wat utter rubbish. =p
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:: edit ::

saturday night, we had a surprise birthday party for yue neng. everyone rocked up in theme - pyjamas @ Ascott.

it was a hilarious night full of borderline gay & lesbian activities. ~~brian~~ cindy bought yue neng a matching set of pyjamas so both of them made it look like an old folks home.

david donned a sarong.
anrie looked ultra hot in her lacy top, boy shorts and a satin robe.
ons & johan looked like they were dressed for Phys Ed in singlets and track pants.
zee rocked up in a towel. (i really thought he just had a shower til i realised he was still in his towel 2 hrs later)
michael was surprisingly boring in a plain shirt and (holey) sleeping shorts.
joanne was rather perturbed that no one would take her seriously in her pink fluffy pyjamas.
audrey was super hot dressed in a man's shirt (and hot pants underneath).
cindy and i wore tank tops and PJ pants.

my laptop is still out being repaired, so no photoshopping for awhile. will post up pics soon when brian's compiled everything from everyone.

cherry ripe

2008-06-12T21:44:00.002+08:00

another polyvore set. =)

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i've got a penis

2008-06-05T21:04:00.010+08:00

i'm serious. i do. i told alvin about it on msn.

lisha: i have a penis
alvin: .....
lisha: really baby
alvin: uh oh
lisha: but it's kinda small...
alvin: oh well
alvin: looks like u dont need a local object anymore
lisha: wat should i do with it?
alvin: tuck it in somewhere
lisha: is that what you do?
alvin: i was born with it
lisha: true true... well... mine is really hard. it's like wood. it's brown too...
alvin: thats wierd, cos u are a fair girl
alvin: hmm this is truly a mystery
lisha: indeed....
lisha: my colleague gave me a penis keychain from bali
lisha: i've got an imported woodie
alvin: so it is a foreign object

only he can layan my nonsense. because he's full of even more nonsense!!

speaking of nonsense... i had a truly nonsense dream a couple of nights ago.

i caught a man who had somehow violated a girl. i caught him with every intention of getting revenge on her behalf. i tied him to a chair and the girl sat next to him as i cut off his ears, hacking away slowly. i threw them aside and he yelled "i can't hear! i can't hear!"

gee. really?

i simply laughed at him and was thoroughly enjoying myself. i cut out plastic ears from cups and placed it over where his ears were, as makeshift ears.

sick, bizarre, psycho dream. probably my all my repressed anger bubbling up in my subconscious. don't play play yo. i'm the next Jigsaw (from the movie SAW).

pigging out at el cerdo

2008-05-29T20:11:00.011+08:00

cam, mei yin, soon wei, alvin and i celebrated jin min's bday at el cerdo on changkat bukit bintang on sat night, recommended by soon wei.

a very animated soon wei

i was told it was a spanish restaurant so, naturally, i was expecting tapas, paella and sangrias. so shoot me for having stereotyped all spanish restaurants. how was i to know it would be a pork affair?

the first thing i noticed were pig statues greeting me at the entrance. how cute. i found myself suddenly wondering whether i had stumbled upon a chinese restaurant instead. after all, show me a malaysian chinese whose face doesn't light up at the mere mention of 'pork'.

i felt like a kid in a candy store as i looked at all the pork dishes available on the menu.

pork! pork! oh look, more pork!!

i kept forgetting to take pics of the dishes coz i was ravenous and scoffed everything down before i realised. oops.

our menu:

green pea soup with smoked kassler ham

boquerones

hickory smoked pork soft ribs

paella

roasted suckling pig

rum & raisin pancake

complimentary dessert

bottle of red wine

by the time the suckling pig came, i was rather over-porked and salad started to look more appealing.

the bill came up to rm880+ between six people. O_O my jaw dropped.

i have to say my favourite part was definitely the ribs. it was lip smackingly awesome. not to mention the injection of spanish customs like breaking plates for good luck and serving dessert by order of age/importance.

mei yin obliging me with a half-smile

soon wei, JM & mei yin

what an uncanny resemblance

"who should i give it to first?"

happy & well fed birthday boy

el cerdo is definitely an experience.

little miss turquoise

2008-05-28T12:03:00.002+08:00

i was playing around with polyvore again. *big grin*

this is something along the lines of the colour theme i wanted to decorate my room by. a touch of romanticism with a hint glam, yet maintaining a cosy feel.

i'm going to be immensely broke next month. ok, so what's new?

i didn't realise my insurance renewal would be due so soon. and of course, it collides with my bangkok trip, causing my bank account to plummet like a suicidal skydiver jumping off the plane head first.

bah. time to get back to work. will be posting up a few pics from jin min's birthday dinner at el cerdo soon. =) and i have yet to steal the xLive pics from TY.

let's play dress-ups!!

2008-05-25T15:32:00.002+08:00

warning: for bimbos only.

i've just discovered this awesome site - polyvore

you get to do up your own styling moodboard, publish it, see other people's work and the choices are almost seemingly endless. it's like having a fantasy wardrobe at your disposal!!

bliss.

this is my first attempt. and of course, i decided on a colour theme none other than.... yellow!! if you guessed correctly, it just shows how well you know me.

i foresee many many hours spent lying here playing dress-ups. *big grin*

from industry to industry

2008-05-22T23:30:00.003+08:00

i never thought i'd say it but...

i miss advertising.

or at least, certain aspects of it:

waltzing in anytime before 10.30am without feeling guilty
running around the office like maniacs barefooted
sneaking off to tea time with my boss and colleagues any time of the day
extended lunches anywhere and everywhere
being surrounded by party animals including the BIG BOSS
having a family-like group of people to work with
brainstorming and freedom to conceptualise (within certain restrictions)
yelling at servicing for no real reason (but they know it's just a bit of fun)

but i certainly don't miss:

working ungodly hours
being chucked job briefs at 6pm and having to stay back all of a sudden
having servicing calling me up and saying, "i'm coming over now!"
stupid clients with shit for brains giving dumbass feedback
being caught up in a net of politics
running around like a headless chicken trying to complete mock-ups which were due an hour ago

well... every job has its ups and downs. but in the end, i realise being happy with your work environment really makes a shitty job that much more tolerable.

i miss my y&r family!!

of the cute and the awesome

2008-05-21T19:13:00.003+08:00

first of all, i just HAVE to share this with you. it is just absolutely adorable!

his name is pito and he travels around carrying a backpack with his owner. isn't he absolutely adorable? too cool for felines.

i wonder what's inside the backpack though. food? ipod? or maybe it's his own pet! like a hamster or something. haha.
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eddie, charlotte, alvin and i went up to genting for xlive. i didn't expect much out of it. the thing that i was most excited about were the free rides all night long!

it turns out i wasn't the only one. the number of people queuing up and giggling like small kids for the rides just proves that everyone wants to be a kid again.

met up with foong and TY at the scene. a bunch of my ex-colleagues were there too. the music was awesome. it brought back memories of our partying days back in melbourne.

i thought i'd gotten over the stage of being able to listen to dance music without any 'substances'. the music was so good, i felt like indulging and bringing myself back to uni days. but i didn't.

then came missy elliots performance. one word.

AWESOME.

she was great with the crowd and totally down to earth. one of the best performers i have seen so far. despite having had her flight delayed, flying 23 hours, travelling from KLIA to genting AND got a punctured tyre on the way up, she was all bouncy and energetic.

a true pro performer.

after everything closed, we headed down to mcDs on the way back to the hotel. a bunch of people were yelling, singing and dancing. only after awhile, we realised it was missy elliott and her troop.

R E S P E C T to missy E.

i'm waiting to leech pics from TY so i can post them up. =D

two and a half more days til the weekend. YES!!

then it's time to start moving house. urgh.

edit :: the thing about missy e's flight being delayed and the tyre puncture were lies. alvin conned all our asses... except i only just found out. -_-

and running running and running running

2008-05-11T01:02:00.005+08:00

this morning, i received a call from my stepmum.

"hey, your dad is thinking of painting your room light yellow."
"NOOOOO!! no no no!! i want to buy my own colours!"
*yells off into a distance* "see!! i told you she wouldn't want yellow!"
"can i just buy my own paint and pass it to the painters?"
"i guess so. but you have to give them the colours today."
"today?!?!" -_-

they love doing this last minute shit to me.

eddie and charlotte picked me up for lunch in ss2 and i dragged them off to the paint shop. had to rush because charlotte had an appointment to get her feet nibbled by fish in bangsar.

finally found the light mocha & light blue i wanted and got the guy to mix the colours for me. i dragged alvin to the new house so i could test the paint colour on the walls.

the blue turned out okay. the mocha... was a total failure. it looked more like the colour of lao sai!! instead of a nice cool mocha, it came out slightly yellow ochre-ish. totally out. so i gave the painter a colour swatch and told him to match the colour.

i'm crossing all my toes and fingers now hoping it will turn out alright. or else my dad's never going to let me live it down. he'll be taunting me with "see? you should have just let me paint it yellow."

speaking of lao sai... alvin's extended family booked 3 tables for jap buffet at kin no uma (palace of the golden horses). i think i got a little greedy and had one too many oysters. i'm paying the price now through my asshole. literally.

i witnessed the worst proposal in history. lizi's fiance had to propose to her in front of the entire family at dinner. talk about pressure. it took him about 10 minutes of everyone taunting and teasing him.

"faster la heng tong! get it over and done with so we can eat!"
"shy a? what's so hard? faster put the ring on her finger!"

lizi eventually got tired of waiting.

"oi! faster la. i want to show my aunties the ring."
"which hand do i put it on?"
"this one!" she puts out her left hand.
"you sure a?"
"this hand la. are you going to propose or not?"
heng tong opens his mouth, "lizi, you have to marry me."
"yea la, i have no choice," she replied.

-_- i thought patrick's proposal was bad.

i poked alvin.

"you'd better not propose like that." *killer glare*

it's 1.23am and alvin is running in the mock night marathon to train for singapore's sundown marathon end of the month. damn semangat.

and while he's busy doing that, i'm off to bed. muahaha.

the lady joiner returns!!

2008-05-09T23:28:00.004+08:00

oh yeah baby... i'm off to bangkok again! it's become a yearly tradition now.

well, i guess there's no better way to learn lady joiner skills than learn it from the country of its origin. this time it'll be cam, hunter soon and myself. a fraction of the old melbourne crew.

there's room for one more, if anyone wants to join.

here are some photos from my last trip...

awesome thai & italian restaurant which served yummy mojitos

me and my lovelies - ally & cam

anti-pasto at zanotti

the DFSes at Vertigo Sky Bar (Banyan Tree)

partying at slims in costume

places i MUST visit:
pratunam market
suan lum night market
zanotti for awesome italian food
thong lor

things to eat:
larb gai (mince chicken salad)
som tam (green papaya salad)
tom kha gai
red duck curry
lime minced pork noodles
beef noodles

a taste of thai

2008-05-03T13:15:00.011+08:00

i can't wait for the new house to be ready and hopefully be able to do some cooking. it's been awhile and i really miss it. nothing gets my mouth watering like thai food, so just for future reference, i'm posting up my self-made menu for a thai dinner.

managed to dig out a recipe for tom kha (tom yum with coconut milk) from way way back. definitely authentic and super yummy.

Tom Kha Gai

one stick lemongrass
5-6 kaffir lime leaves (fresh ones are better than dried, more flavour)
2-3 limes
3-5 chillis (depending on where the chilli is from and how hot it is i guess)
a quarter head galangal (ginger is ok if you can't find galangal)
4-5 cloves garlic
fish sauce (to taste)
sugar (to taste)
chicken stock
one can coconut milk/cream
500g chicken

cut up the lemongrass into 1 inch pieces and smash them. peel and smash the garlic. cut the lime. slit and smash the chillies. peel the galangal and slice.
bring the chicken stock to boil. when it starts boiling, put in the lemongrass, garlic, lime and galangal. but you can leave the chillies til later.
abuse the kaffir lime leaves and put them in.. all of them..
leave to boil for about 5 mins so all the flavour from the herbs come out. then simmer and add lime. add fish sauce and sugar to taste... you may want to add more.
put in the chicken and put in the chillies. simmer everything for about 5 mins. then slowly add the coconut milk/cream. but make sure there are no lumps so you might need to turn up the heat and stir it a bit.
have a taste and make sure it's yummy... and the chicken is cooked. then serve and impress your guests.

Moo Pad Gra Pow (Stir-fried minced pork with basil)

2 tbspns vegetable oil
chilli flakes
1 tspn sugar
a handful of basil
500g minced pork (can be substituted with chicken or beef)
3-4 cloves of garlic minced
a few dashes of fish sauce

Fry the garlic in oil over high heat. When garlic starts to turn brown, drop the minced pork in. Stir constantly. The juice will start to come out.
Keep stirring until all the juice is gone. It might take a couple of minutes.
Add chilli flakes, sugar and fish sauce. Then add Thai basil.
Quickly turn it over a few times to mix the leaves with the meat and then remove from the fire.

Roasted Duck Red Curry (Kaeng Phed Ped Yang)

a whole roasted duck, deboned and cut into strips
2 and a half cups of coconut milk
10 cherry tomatoes
half an eggplant cut into cubes
6 canned rambutans or pineapple slices, cut into bite-sizes
4 fresh kaffir lime leaves
pinch of sugar
pinch of salt
few dashes of fish sauce
half cup of chicken stock
1 tbspn cooking oil
3 heaped tbspns of red curry paste (the cheating way)

Put vegetable oil into wok over medium heat and add the red curry paste. Fry til the paste becomes fragrant.
Add 3/4 cups coconut milk and stir to mix thoroughly.
Add the duck and stir well. Next pour the mixture into a pot, add the remaining coconut milk, water, tomatoes, rambutans/pineapples, eggplants, kaffir lime leaves, sugar, salt, and fish sauce. Bring to a boil then let
it simmer for about 15-20 mins.

this is not helping my hunger at all. -_-

food, glorious food!! i live for thee.

out of the box

2008-04-20T19:22:00.005+08:00

is how i seem to live my life. i don't think i've ever had a period in my life since i was 14 where i have not had things in boxes. and before i get everything out of the boxes (which admittedly, can be quite awhile) it's time for me to move again.

my family's getting ready to move out into our new house in ara damansara soon... as soon as the renovations are over.

just as well, most of my things are STILL in boxes since i moved back to KL one and a half years ago! =p

whilst packing, i came across a recipe my stepmum's brother wrote for me. one of my absolute favourite chinese dishes - vinegared pork trotter or chu keok shin. he makes a killer vinegared pork trotter. i better archive it here before i lose the piece of paper. it's just too precious.

Vinegared pork trotter (one big pot enough to feed half an army)

Ingredients:

1 bottle of vinegar

500 ml of water

2-3 pcs of gula melaka

750g of local ginger

2kg pork trotter
a few dashes of soy sauce
dried chillies optional
scotch whisky optional

Directions:

Blanch the trotters in boiling water for a couple of minutes to get rid of all the yucky scum. Then bruise the ginger with a good smacking and fry it in sesame oil to get the flavours going.

Throw the trotters in and add in a dash (or a few) of scotch and flame the muthas. Not recommended if you have never tried this before. I won't be held responsible for any fires caused by this recipe. Fry the trotters til they're slightly browned.

Pour in the vinegar and water then bring it to a boil for 5-10 minutes. Throw in the gula melaka, chillies, soy sauce and voila! Let it simmer away for a few hours til the meat is ready to fall off the bones and melt in your mouth.

YUM YUM!!
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i've just discovered a whole directory of online shopping in malaysia.

uh oh.

guess wat i'll be doing a lot now. the amount of time i used to spend on ebay... is the amount of time i'm going to be browsing through these online stores.

feel like getting a shopping without lifting ur arse off the seat? then go to emmagem and have a look for yourself!! you kind of have to sift through the junk before u find some gems. i found a few of promising sites (i only got up to E):

button my buttons
cat in a bowl
etoffe clothes

i'll be in singapore from tuesday to friday setting up a new store. it's going to be a super hectic and exhausting week. but it should also be fairly fun and interesting.

alrighty, i'm off to do some online shopping!! =D

dead romance & design wonders

2008-04-12T23:35:00.007+08:00

why do i feel like we're drifting apart although everything is still the same?

perhaps it is because he no longer has 'that look' as often as he used to. or is it because of the lack of cuddles that used to make me feel so appreciated? it could also be the signs of him wanting to be single every now and then. and certainly no more whispers of sweet nothings.

i know, it's almost inevitable for all this to happen as a relationship progresses towards the stale end of the scale, but i don't like it and i refuse to accept it. just like how i refuse to accept that my metabolism is starting to slow down and i need to start exercising.

lesson number one on marriage:
his mum once said to me (in her cute nyonya accent), "marriage is not about love love thing. it is about keeping each other company until you're old. even though we fight everyday about small small things, i know he is a good person."

but the thing is, i WANT that "love love thing". i want it to be the forever, ever ever (ala outkast) thing. who doesn't?

it is because of this, i don't think i'm very good with keeping long relationships. i refuse to grow stale. i want passion throughout, not obligations. perhaps, i really am going to be an old spinster with 14 cats as someone once told me.

oh joy.
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i love looking at interiors. here's some i drool over.

BATHROOM

BEDROOM

love the colour scheme of this bedroom. contemporary shabby chic with a vintage feel.

here's a reason to never get out of bed. a HD plasma tv embedded into your bed. now all you need is a bell to call for food!

another reason to sleep all day. in your very own rocking bed!! i'm so deep in love with this bed.

simple yet curvy in the right places.

dead. dead. dead.

2008-03-25T21:16:00.002+08:00

my laptop is playing dead with me.

when i switch it on, it whirs... and then all is silent. a blank screen stares back at me rebelliously and i get a feeling it's gone on strike.

but why?? i treated it well. i scanned it almost everyday for viruses. i never abused it.

so why the fuck has it decided to PMS on me like a bitchwhore?

i'm terrified at the thought of having all my stuff wiped out. my photos!! my music!! my folio work!!

*breathing in deeply*

so much for a $6,500 toshiba laptop. i should've just bought a dell.

manly me

2008-03-25T20:16:00.005+08:00

i'm going to have to get used to thinking like a man.

designing t-shirts for guys isn't quite as easy as i imagined. i was told to stop thinking so femininely (is that a word?).

i disagree. i think guys are much more metrosexual now and guys wear all sorts of graphic styled t-shirts. *stubborn frown*

still... it's fun.

can't wait for the weekend. i'm reeeeeaaaally need to get myself some new clothes. so i've decided i'm going to drag someone with me this weekend to showpink.

okay. time to shovel food down!

fashion, death and cars

2008-03-23T22:46:00.008+08:00

wat a week.

the fashion show is over, thank god. no dramas, no heads chopped off.

i was supposed to go and help set up the store at great eastern mall. then the head of design intercepted and got me into designing t-shirts instead.

i'm pretty excited about it. THIS is what i joined the company for. to get my foot in the door of the industry.
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alvin's aunt passed away on tuesday morning. the funeral was on thursday.

she left behind three children and her ever-so-cheerful husband. the youngest daughter is still in high school.

hundreds of people gathered to remember her. it was a beautiful funeral.

she was too young. too young to die.

she'll never see her daughter graduate high school. she'll never see her second son finish uni. she'll never hear her eldest son's record. and she'll never be able to be there for her husband.

but in their hearts, she will always be around.
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last night, alvin's A1 rookie racing cousin, aaron, got us passes to the BMW party at KLCC. i tried uploading videos to youtube but the file size is too huge. gotta figure out how to compress them first.

the set up was very nice. it was free flow all night. full bar. cocktails, champagne, wine, liquor, beer and nothing but perrier sparkling water.

we walked in and immediately felt very underdressed. i was sort of expecting a more casual car-loving crowd. instead, it seemed to be filled with filthy rich, glam people sizing each other up wealth-wise.

william was so cute. he was trying very hard to maintain his cool.

"you know, i feel like we're illegal immigrants," he commented.

then the show started, and all the rich aunties and uncles started to let loose. before we knew it, the place was filled with what i'm pretty sure were gatecrashers (just like us!).

foong, alvin & bass pretending to be cultured

gleaming beauty

racer aaron

i should never stand next to foong without heels -_-

the F1 car (personally i can't tell the difference between A1 and F1 cars, except the latter makes a heck of a lot more noise)

BMW showing off their errmm... nice car...

brazillian beats to heat up the night

the boys upgraded from cocktails to champagne.

the best part of the night was DJ Sky Neller. she was the bomb! she's super hoooootttt. she stood up on the deck layan-ing the music and dancing like there's no tomorrow while spinning awesome mixes at the same time.

that's what you call a multi-tasker.

foong requested for this to be his new facebook profile pic. -_-

mili & me

the stage

belvedere-filled bar

one races. the other works in a bank. both share a love of alcohol.

silly behaviour runs in the family...

fashion can kill

2008-03-15T16:54:00.004+08:00

it's been a bloody stressful and exhausting week.

sunday night i had a chat with my godmother. monday morning i was an employee. so much for my bumming.

i am now a stylist/visual merchandiser/graphic designer. i'm not sure wat my official position will be. that should be interesting.

on monday, we went to one utama to set up the store at 9pm and finished at 1am. whilst pulling apart the mannequins and stripping off their clothes, it suddenly occurred to me, "i have one of the most shallow jobs in the world."

visual merchandisers stress over how to dress up dolls as though they are making life-changing decisions.

the last five days have been the most stressful days - trying to sort out invitations and guest lists for our fashion show. it is part of the STYLO Fashion Festival and is strictly by invitation only. it'll be filled with all the who's who of KL and Tatler-worthy names.

on the upside, models have been walking in and out of the office. mmm... yummy.
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alvin managed to get last minute free tickets for sunburst. yay!

incubus, here i come!

D-A-wat? P-K-wat? P-A-wat?

2008-03-09T14:12:00.005+08:00

i have a confession to make.

to those who know me, it may come across as a shock and some of you may even shake your heads in disbelief. so, here goes...

I VOTED!!

okay. you can close your mouths now. you can blink too.

everybody knows how utterly clueless i am when it comes to politics. and i have noticed that i am not the only one. many people in my generation haven't got a clue about what's going on behind the curtains in the world of politics.

and because of this, a majority of us don't bother voting because we haven't got a clue who we should be handing our futures to. it's like choosing between giving ourselves over to slavery or prostitution. which, in fact, isn't really all so different from giving ourselves over to politicians, innit?

i admit, i wouldn't have taken the initiative to register myself and certainly would have adopted the common thought of "why bother? nothing's going to change anyway," if it hadn't been for an accidental discovery.

i didn't register myself. but i was registered.

the word "phantom voter" echoes through the air.

so instead of letting them use me, i decided to use the opportunity and turn the knife around.

over the last couple of weeks, i realised how bleak the future looked for our generation. less than one third of the people i know actually said they were voting.

imagine. less than one third. i've been told that the statistics are something along the lines of:

population : 27 million
registered voters : 11 million
submitted votes : 8 million

don't quote me on that. but it's an indication of how much we could change the system if everyone DID put their one measly vote in.

so that's what i did. and i'm proud of it.

superior interior

2008-03-05T12:19:00.003+08:00

being a bum is not as fun as i thought it would be. i'm constantly thinking about what i should do next to keep boredom at bay.

so i've been researching interiors for my imaginary room. here are some wallpapers i lovelovelove.

courtesy of interiors europe

god, how i can't wait to have my own place!

new year, new job, new me

2008-02-29T11:58:00.004+08:00

i'm holding my breath in anticipation of her answer.

i asked the design house if they would reconsider their figure. and if they do, i've decided to just take it. i've decided to hold on to the passion while i'm still relatively young.

worse comes to worst, i'll work for Godmother and freelance for them instead. that just means i'll have to stay in this country a lil longer than planned.
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i had farewell dinner and drinks with my colleagues last night at J&Rs.

it still feels kinda surreal. i don't think it's quite hit me that i'm actually leaving! i haven't even started packing up my stuff yet.

i told my boss i'd probably come back to the office next week to hang out coz i'll be bored. and i'm really going to miss some of the colleagues i have come to think of as my second family.

i'll definitely miss the lunches full of sexual conversations. and my boss walking around barefoot acting like a hooligan. i'll miss pretending to be pissed off with the servicing people and throwing pseudo tantrums.

but i think the first thing i'll miss is having a cheque to look forward to at the end of the month. hopefully won't be unemployed for too long.

back at the t-junction

2008-02-28T09:21:00.008+08:00

tomorrow is my last income earning day before i become an official bum. i'll live on bread and water and when i can't even afford that, i'll have to start eating my car.

i went for an interview on tuesday. my first REAL interview. it was nerve wrecking. you know that feeling before you go on stage to do a public speech? i had that feeling ALL day before the interview.

everytime i thought i about it, my heart jumped to my throat and got stuck there before sliding back down.

the interview went well though. they said they liked me.

unfortunately... being a small design house, they can't pay me what i'm currently earning.

so why am i still thinking about it? because i love the work they do. i love their working environment. i agree with their philosophy and i can see myself doing lots of interesting projects with them. plus, i think i'll learn so much more and be able to build my folio.

once again. passion vs money. that seems to be the theme of this year.
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some pics from krabi.

the hot springs

the river below the hot springs

nature's own pool - the emerald pool

my daddy!

daddy & the kids

travelling feet

my stepmum and kids

ao nang beach looks nice in pictures. but is a huge disappointment in real life. the sand was made out of coarse ground shells. it was only about 20m from the top to the water. and it wasn't very long either.

apparently the nicer beach is railay. i'm aiming to go back to krabi and hop to koh phangan and koh samui.

oh. another thing. don't bother staying at maritime park hotel. it was an absolute con. it's old and rundown, the service was lousy and it's 20 mins away from the beach!
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back to pondering on life decisions.

i got the big chop

2008-02-05T09:17:00.000+08:00

nine years i held on.

nine years is a long time to hold on for. so i decided it was time to let go. i got it all chopped off.

i impulsively decided i needed a change of hairstyle. fei asked me how short i wanted it and i indicated just below my shoulder.

"how long has it been since you cut your hair short?"
"ummm... eight or nine years?"
"WAT?! ok i'm going to cut your hair til here," he pointed at my chin.
*sharp breath and exhale* "okay."

he motioned for a rubberband and tied my hair before hacking away a good 20cm of my hair. when the deed was done, he dangled it in the air to show me. i surprised myself by not freaking out. it was kind of liberating.

no regrets.

and no, i have not had my heart broken, broken up with alvin or just come out of depression.
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one more day to CNY eve. three days to krabi.

and i'm pissed off. i think my period is coming. and my rashes haven't entirely disappeared.

damn it. no beach body for me then.

big decisions. big headache.

2008-02-01T14:36:00.000+08:00

passion or money?

the answer's pretty obvious right? usually it'd be passion, of course. it'd be simple to decide if there weren't other factors involved.

like time. like career. like my PR.

eerrrgh. but after a week of churning it over and over in my head, i'm leaning towards passion. thanks to will who gave me a very inspiring speech.

an opportunity to do something which i have passion is something that may not come by very often. money can always come later. before i moved back here, i wouldn't have thought twice about it. but living in an asian society, i find the materialism and money-mindedness is rubbing off on me.

if i chose the money, i know i would also be giving up any life i have now to be able to spend it. which, kind of defeats the purpose, no?

watever it is, my decision now lies in the hands of the immigration department.
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my PD trip got cancelled thanks to our company's fuck up. we were told we had to go to singapore on thursday for a workshop, so we decided to cancel the trip to PD on friday.

turns out... it wasn't 31st january. it was 21st february!! -_-
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my rashes have flared up like crazy over the last week. i've been dousing myself with cider vinegar everyday as advised by my beauty queen godmother. seems to help more than the medicated creams given by the skin doctor. and cider vinegar is a whole lot less expensive.

i'm just crossing my fingers they will miraculously disappear before my trip to krabi next week!

otherwise... u can call me dotty.

driving phobia

2008-01-27T18:48:00.001+08:00

everyone who knows me, knows i don't drive. or try very hard not to.

the thought of it stresses me out and i start to feel anxious. i wondered if it could be classified as a phobia, and if there was such thing as a driving phobia. there's phobias for everything these days.

so i googled 'driving phobia'.

You have the fear that you may lose control and cause an accident YUP
You are afraid to drive on congested town roads YUP
The fear is so intense that you become confused and fail to take the correct action HASN'T HAPPENED YET
You avoid driving in heavy traffic areas YUP
You don’t feel like driving in poor weather conditions YUP
You avoid joining motorways YUP
You are completely tensed while you are about to approach junctions, roundabouts and the vistas of numerous lanes YUP
You don’t want to go out of the house and make excuses for not driving OH DEFINITELY YES
While you drive, you feel tremendously anxious and uncomfortable YUP

i remember when we were teenagers and all my friends were dying to get their license so they could drive around on their own. i was never one of them. the longer i didn't have to drive, the better.

six years after taking my driving test, and i'm still a useless driver.

i think, if i don't die of a heart attack due to high cholesterol, i'll probably die in a car crash. worse still, is if i don't die and survive an accident with permanent brain damage.

aren't i just full of sunshine?

school reunion

2008-01-27T17:37:00.000+08:00

what was supposed to be a chill out and catch up night with ridzwan, ended up in us going to velvet and unwittingly being part of a high school reunion.

all the samad rascals gathered in a crowded room; ridzwan, justin, collin, hisham, marcus, kok soong, megat johan, leonard..... and then there was me.

the rose amongst the thorns. or so, i'd like to believe. haha.

hisham, justin, johan, chin chan (don't remember him) and ridzwan sucking collin's dickiebird

hisham is now on mix fm.
justin is doing what he loves most - being paid to drink and party as a zouk ambassador - whilst continuing his studies.
ridzwan is working as in logistics.
and collin is still reshmonu's slave, i think.

it was nice to see so many old faces. brought back many memories for me mostly because i was the only one who left early to go over to australia. in a way, i think i was a familiar stranger to some of them.

collin was always the tall one. justin... kinda shot up like jack's beanstalk.

camwhoring with collin

but i had my two rascals to babysit me, so all was good.

not only was there a high school reunion. it just so happened they were good friends with a couple of my primary school friends. -_- KL is just too small.

i poked ridzwan. "hey, he looks damn familiar! is that azrul?"
"yea, it is!"
"shit. he's from my cempaka!"

then johan comes along.

"hey, this is rik. rik, this is alysia."
shazrik and i looked at each other, then laughed at johan. "we were in primary school together."

out of the blue, johan introduced me to another guy.

"alysia, this is lion."
i stoned. "i'm sorry. what?"
"lion!"
i looked at the guy. "lion??"
"yea. as in meowwwrrr," he said as he imitated a pussy cat with big paws.

i didn't quite know what to say to that, so i just smiled politely. poor guy must have parents with a wicked sense of humour.

bimbo-nation

2008-01-19T13:09:00.000+08:00

i just bought season one of girls next door. for those who haven't heard of it, girls next door revolves around the lives of hugh hefner's girlfriends and their lives in the oh-so-famous Playboy mansion.

i just finished watching the first disc. my brain hurts after watching it. after each episode, you need to take a five minute break or i swear, you'll start talking like them. it's incredibly brainless. the things they say really crack me up.

"people laugh at my sleep diet."
"what's a sleep diet?"
"you sleep. and when you're sleeping, you don't think about eating. you skip breakfast. you skip lunch. you wake up and you're skinny!"

*bang head on table*
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i went to get my blood test done this morning, which was way overdue. i completely forgot i had to do a urine test as well. so i didn't bother drinking any water before leaving the house.

they gave me the container and showed to me to the toilet. it was a squat toilet. i drank one glass of water (which is alot by my standards). in i went.

five minutes later, out i came.

"can we do the blood test first? i can't pee."
"sure."

after he took my blood, i gave it another try. i drank TWO more glasses of water. in i went.

ten minutes later, i came out.

"i still can't pee!! this is all i have!" i waved the container around, swirling the pitiful amount of urine in it.

"umm... i think it should be enough," the guy looked at me in amusement.
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since last weekend, i've developed some weird itchy bumps all over my mid-torso down to my thighs. they look like bites and they itch like hell at night. at first, there were only a few. now they're spread all over!

i need to get rid of it quick before i go to PD and Krabi! imagine me strutting around in an itsy bitsy bikini, displaying my lovely rashes. i don't think people will appreciate the exhibition, somehow.

smooth as silk

2008-01-18T11:35:00.000+08:00

i'm being really productive at work today, as you can tell. i've been going through sites like glamourpuss princess and frockshop.

makes me miss shopping in melbourne like hell. and it makes me want to kick myself for not buying silk when i was in siem reap last yr. why, oh why, did i not just pick up all that lovely raw silk?

you walk into any store now and look at the price tag of any silk top. you won't find anything for under rm300! at RM30/metre, i could've made ten tops for rm300 (coz everyone knows i don't wear much material)! *banging head on desk*

the next trip i make up north, i'll be prepared with sufficient funds to buy a whole luggage worth of silk, jewellery & clothes. *nodding head confidently*

fab feb

2008-01-16T09:28:00.000+08:00

february looks like it will be an eventful month.

my colleagues and i are planning a lil getaway on the first weekend of february. one night stay in Port Dickson, bbq and drinks on the beach, a bunch of rowdy chicks - should be fun.

the following weekend will be chinese new year. everyone is eagerly awaiting its arrival with open arms. the food. the gambling. the ang pows. and more gambling.

but this year will be different for us. everyone will be scattered all over the globe, so my parents decided to follow suit. we're going to krabi. more sun and sand!

before you know it, i'll be jobless and desperately looking for a job.

yeap. february will be a busy month indeed.

two zero zero eight

2008-01-13T12:53:00.000+08:00

christmas is gone. new year is gone. but chinese new year is coming up full speed ahead!

i never make resolutions, but this year, i felt compelled to make one. i need to start kickboxing again. i can barely walk up a flight of stairs without panting like a dog on heat. how like that? so i'm dragging donkey back to TNT with me next week.
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last thursday, alvin, eddie, charlotte and i went down to melaka. i've been wanting to do a food journey for ages, so we took advantage of awal-muharram (does anyone know what it is?). but we realised, there's only so much you can fit into your stomach in one day. one day is just not enough. we need TWO!!

we satisfied our tastebuds with pong-teh, sambal kangkung, assam fish, otak-otak, devil curry, cincalok omelette and sago gula melaka for lunch. the day was punctuated with completely un-malaccan snack food. dinner came and we stuffed ourselves with satay celup. i had 8 sticks of cockles. i had to stop myself from eating anymore or face the wrath of the lao sai god.

it was awesome. next time on the menu - chicken rice balls & ikan bakar.
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i've resigned. finally. after months of dragging it out. i'm now standing at a crossroad.

no, wait. i'm at a t-junction. i can't decide between continuing design or try my hand at writing instead. perhaps i shall just do both, if my job allows it. either way, i'm still looking at putting my foot in the door of the fashion industry.

not much time left to get my act together or i'll be unemployed come march. eek. can't afford that.

antsy pantsy

2007-12-26T22:31:00.000+08:00

i find three wandering around.

at first i thought i was imagining things.

surely not. it can't be. it's just a coincidence.

and another one comes out. and another. and, oh, there. another one.

okay. wat the hell. i've got ants coming out of my laptop. i'm not kidding.

why the fuck do i have ants coming out of my laptop? i'm guessing it's getting a bit hot in there and they're all coming out to escape the furnace. i'm a little worried.

they don't tell you in the handbook, wat to do if ants start to live in your laptop.

*sigh* the strangest things happen to me sometimes.

merrilicious christmas

2007-12-26T21:59:00.000+08:00

i haven't had a good christmas since i was a kid. this year, i did.

i can't believe it's over already. i love christmas for the christmas carols, food fests, gift shopping, wrapping, giving & receiving presents and most of all, the gatherings.

what made this christmas good:
- receiving cool presents eg. polaroid camera - thanks G!!
- preparing christmas eve dinner
- christmas shopping with my baby
- costume parties
- excessive eating

i don't think i've ever had so much lamb in so little time. not complaining. not complaining at all!!

new year's coming up next. no one seems to have any solid plans. wat to do, wat to do?

how do couples decide who to celebrate new years with? his friends or her friends? i'm always celebrating occasions with his side. when's it my turn?

i'm not drinking... for a year.

2007-12-16T23:11:00.000+08:00

thanks to ty, mili and dave.

cam, dave, mili, ty, alvin, paul, clarence and i went to bar club. i'm guessing the owner couldn't think of a name.

the combination of champagne, whisky, tequila, some apple liqeur shots and a flaming led to my rapid downfall. by the end of the night, i had to cling on to alvin so i wouldn't fall flat on my face.

"don't let me sit down."
"why?"
"because... if i sit down, i'm going to pass out."

ty was a darling and hosed down the toilet for me so i could share my dinner contents with the toilet bowl.

i had a great night. thanks all!!
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alvin and i were talking about getting a jigsaw puzzle to keep ourselves entertained.

he: "where are we going to put the jigsaw puzzle?"
me: "what do you mean?"
he: "like when the kids come over."
me: "huh? just shove it under the bed."
he: "how?"
me: "the jigsaw puzzle comes with a frame, right. you just put all the pieces on the framed board and move it la."
he: *amused look* "only the kids puzzles come with frames, okay."
me: "oh. *pause* really? well that's how long it's been since i've done a jigsaw puzzle!"

busy little bee

2007-12-15T21:56:00.000+08:00

for once in my life, i can't wait for christmas to be over.

every year, our company throws a christmas party.

every year, a group of people are selected to be part of the committee responsible for organising the party.

but this year, we were only given two weeks to organise the entire she-bang. i was unfortunate enough to have been selected to be part of the committee in charge of decorations and design.

having to:
- work full days
- put up christmas decorations in 3 offices
- attend committee meetings every other day
- design teaser cards
- gather materials for the party venue deco
- shoot a video for the opening gambit
- write a script (because i was also chosen to MC) AND
- figure out a costume to wear

is bloody exhausting. kinda makes you dread christmas. 4 more days till the party. it'd be a lot more fun if we had more time to organise things (and moolah too!)

i'm rather worried about the MC-ing part. this is the girl who gets nervous and blanks out when she has to present to just three people. what if i blurt out something stupid like, "well we all know the boss is a conman who can't drink but pretends to anyway. and he talks big for someone so small."

that would be really career limiting.
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finally went for a shoot this morning with jacky and his friend pete, after months of procrastination. i have a new found admiration for models. it's not as easy as it looks.

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oh. time to go!! going to bar club for a night out with fellow saggitarians. =D

taste of japan

2007-12-10T15:55:00.000+08:00

alvin won a voucher for a 2D 1N stay at Palace of the Golden Horses months and months ago, so we decided to use it this weekend.

truthfully, i was expecting a small, old, dingy room dressed with the bare neccessities. we were pleasantly surprised. it was an old but big room with a huge king sized bed, big bathroom and amongst the complimentary toiletries they provided - was shoe shine.

kind of indicates that they gave us a business suite. that, plus the executive desk in the corner of the room.

but the room is really nothing to shout about. it's the japanese restaurant downstairs that alvin and i have fallen in love with. we decided to go for the buffet at kin no uma. it's rm69+ per head. not much more than rakuzen, but the food is fresher, better, tastier.

and because it's all the way out in the mines, it's quieter. so you don't have to fight the crowd for that piece of sashimi. the good thing is, they only prepare a few at a time, so you never have to pick up a piece of sushi that's been sitting there for hours while the rice becomes rock hard and the fish looks like it's half-rotten.

the oysters. oh my god. the oysters are huge. i regret not taking my camera. i guess you'll just have to go and see for yourself. totally recommended.

digital flasher

2007-12-07T08:58:00.001+08:00

a few mornings ago, i logged into msn. Ons messaged me.

ons: guess what happened?
me: what?
ons: i added someone on msn and it was this guy. he said he was gay and he turned on his webcam and showed me his giant albino snake (eg. cock)
me: hahaha serves you right. who asked you to simply add people?
ons: i thought it might be a hot chick ma...
me: -_- idiot

so. beware who you add on msn, people. we don't just have to worry about flashers on the street anymore. we now have new age flashers.

the digital flashers.

fortunately, we can avoid this from happening by adding only people you are SURE you know. too bad we can't hit a delete button for all the dodgy people we see on the streets. hmmm... then again. alot of my friends might go missing then. =p

hellooooo? helloooo? helloooo?

2007-12-05T17:37:00.000+08:00

i hear myself echoing in the emptiness. it's like stepping into an abandoned house.

i don't know where to start, so i'll just start with today.

on the way to lunch, LoudMel and i were walking down a sloped road to her car. we were happily trotting away until my shoe lost grip and i slipped and fell. i managed to stub and scrape my toes, my knee and my hands.

i felt like a small kid. quite the embarassings.

when was the last time YOU fell down? when you were a kid, you'd be happy if you got through a day without scrapes and bruises. i almost forgot what it was like to fall. i guess i've just been reminded.

moral of the story- don't buy vincci shoes unless you want to embarass yourself.
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throughout the year, i've been complaining i needed a holiday.

in the last two months, i've been on four trips. it's depressing to know that the stint is over. =( no holiday til february. hee hee. off to krabi!!

first it was langkawi. then siem reap. then phuket. then singapore.

a whole year has gone by so quickly and before we know it, it's almost christmas!! not forgetting my birthday will be coming up.

so many birthdays have been and gone without me even realising it. to all whose birthdays i have missed... i'm so sorry. you know what i'm like with dates. so i can't expect everyone to bother with mine either. i need an organiser.

just for fucks, i'm going to post up a wishlist. since i know no one really reads this site anymore, it's more an inventory for myself... and the few stragglers still loitering around. =p

all i want for christmas/birthday:

• air asia travel vouchers for next yr's travel stint
• ikea vouchers to furnish my room in the new house
• sexy new underwear for a sexy new year
• a new job i'll love
• ipod touch
• lots of yummy food
• lots of good memories

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some random photos from the various trips

langkawi

mum, my grandmother and paul

criss-cross waves

he liked chilling by the jacuzzi

siem reap

beautiful. they were all over the place.

the rooms at hotel de la paix

on our way to see the floating village

welcome to angkor wat

why can't we have architecture this beautiful in our country? oh. because they keep demolishing the buildings.

within the walls of the temple

me trying to look demure.

phuket

entrance to burasari

alvin has no problems going into holiday mode

on our way out to do some island hopping

jack and rose on titanic

canoeing into the caves

it was like a scene from LOTR

we arrived at james bond island

the infamous james bond island

crossroads

2007-11-10T05:08:00.000+08:00

i find myself in an unfavourable situation. i've gone on a full ride of emotions - from being pissed to no end, to feeling numb and being unable to care anymore.

and yet, i am unwilling to act upon it simply because it would be rather inconvenient.

part of me wants to stay. but part of me says, there's no point. i am expecting more than i can be given. there is no future here. it is continuing to walk on a road with a dead end, hoping that you are mistaken.

priorities. everyone has a different list. unfortunately, i know i'm not up there on that list.

despite knowing all that, i'm still here. afraid that if i let go, everything else will crumble all around me and i'm just not ready to deal with that.

emo-nya. and i'm not even PMSing.

it's not helping that my stomach is being a bitch and my bowels are threatening to let loose an avalanche. damn steamboat.

u know that feeling where you were pissed off for so many little reasons, and now you can't remember why you're pissed? that's where i am. i'm just over it. tired of being angry and disappointed.

perhaps i shall try and get some sleep.

blame my internet

2007-10-23T22:23:00.000+08:00

just when i have enough time to put up some pics... the internet decides to chug like a government worker.

!@#$%

by the way. just got incubus' new album and i must say, i'm quite disappointed with it. they didn't churn out anything spectacular as they have in the past. a few nice songs. just nice. i guess it's hard when people expect you to be extraordinary all the time.

i can't wait for this friday. black eyed peas in genting. uncle lim's passing doesn't seem to have affected the business. if they closed genting for a day to mourn, his soul would probably be floating around yelling "OI!! no need to work ah?" typical chinaman style.

can u imagine the amount of long lost relatives that would turn up for the funeral, waiting around like vultures?

angkor what??

2007-10-16T15:26:00.000+08:00

that was pretty much me before i went over to siem reap. it's no secret that my geography is atrocious. i wasn't even sure where saigon was until our cambodian guide told me with a patronising look. i was even more embarassed when i asked whether phnom penh was bigger than siem reap.

"of course. it's the capital city of cambodia." o_O
"oh." -_-

since certain people are not supposed to know we went on this trip, i won't post up any pics of the other people. i haven't even had time to post up my langkawi pics yet.

it was a short 3D 2N trip. got back yesterday utterly exhausted. i don't even know where to start, so i guess you'll have to wait for the photos. coming soon.

like sooooonnnn.

peeling: sign of a good holiday

2007-10-11T23:24:00.000+08:00

i got back from langkawi on tuesday night and dragged myself to work on wednesday - thrust into a pile of backlogged work piling up in one corner.

major post-holiday blues.

will put pictures up soon, when i have time. will be going off to angkor wat this weekend. another expense paid trip. =D yay!! and then another month before alvin and i head to phuket... that's if they don't decide to close it off due to potential tsunamis.

i finally managed to get my tan. after a year of bitching about being too fair. now i really look like a lady joiner. yipee!

diorrhea is the new black

2007-09-26T22:37:00.000+08:00

i should get diorrhea more often.

after squeezing everything out and emptying the entire contents of my stomach and intestines, my stomach is now completely flat. it has not been this flat since... i don't know when. but my point is, it's flat.

or at least, it WAS completely flat... until i had dinner. *sheepish grin*

so girls. forget dieting. forget exercising. forget those slimming pills.

just eat really bad food and lao-sai your way to a slimmer, trimmer you!!

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i got a job offer today. should i take it? hmmm. tempting, oh so tempting. the only thing is, can i handle working with my godmother? this is where mummy's advice comes in.

and dear mummy is coming down this sunday. i'm half looking forward to it, and half dreading it. my loud, rowdy, hyper, psycho, doesn't-know-how-to-grow-old mother.

i've found a new best friend

2007-09-26T09:09:00.000+08:00

in the last sixteen hours i've been to the toilet eight times. so, we've been getting to know each other very well. it's a love-hate relationship.

my ass really hurts. the first five times was fine. but slowly, it started to burn and sting more. someone needs to invent softer toilet paper. like silk.

three times in one hour this morning. it's really not funny. i dread the next one.

i blame facebook

2007-09-21T23:29:00.000+08:00

- it has caused the death of this blog.
- i can't stay away from it for even a day.
- i am addicted to bogglific.
- i reload my home page to look at all the updates several times a day.
- it's kept me from focusing on my work more than a few times.
- there is sooooo much crap to explore!
- i have full-blown conversations about facebook outside the cyber realm.

i quite like my room on facebook so far. *beam*

aren't the cats cute?? i'm thinking of what to name them. ebony & ivory? haha. so cliche.

send me items to add to my room!!

damn those drop-out college kids.
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i am really looking forward to my trip in two weeks. it may be just langkawi, but anywhere with sun, sand and sea is better than nothing. it was originally going to be phuket... until the plane crash.

really. why would that deter anyone? it's not like they crash all the time. you could be flying to anywhere and crash!

on the other hand, weather reports say it's raining almost everyday in phuket now. so i'm not so sore about it. besides... i'm going in november. hurray!! alvin and i finally made our holiday a reality. after a year of prodding, poking and whining.

october:
"babe! when are we going for a holiday?"
"hmmm... end of the year, we'll go."

december:
"baaaabe. when are we going away for a holiday?"
"we'll go after chinese new year okay? when perhentian island is open."

march:
"we still haven't gone on our holiday yet!!"
"oh ya. err... we'll go in june or july."

july:
"ok. WE REALLY NEED TO GO ON A HOLIDAY!! i'm going to go insane!! i need a tan, damn it!"
"you can plan and i'll go."

-_- wtf.

and so i did. and we are finally going.

survey friday

2007-09-08T00:17:00.000+08:00

1. Like to walk under the rain?
- not particularly

2. Sleep with or without clothes on?
- depends. is it 'happy time' night?

3. Prefer black or blue pens?
- thick and black. and i'm talking about pens.

4. Like to travel?
- hell yea. i'd love to be paid to travel.

5. Do u like someone?
- i have to like him to love him, i suppose.

6. Do he/she know?
- i think he has an inkling.

7. Think you're attractive?
- depends on the day. sometimes i think i'm jessica alba... until i look into a mirror.

8. Want to marry??
- i think so... eventually... when i'm ready.

9. To who?
- someone tall, rich, smart and handsome. so... i guess i'm never getting married.

10. Alaska or Hawaii?
- definitely hawaii.

11. Are you a good person?
- depends whom to.

12. Are you currently in a relationship?
- yes

13. Colored or black-and-white photo?
- depends on the photo.

14. Do long distance relationships work?
- no. no. no. trust me.

15. Do you believe in astrology?
- no but i like reading about it.

16. Do you believe in God?
- i'm not sure and i don't know if i'll ever be.

17. Do you believe in love at first sight?
- nope. you can't love what you don't know.

18. Do you consider yourself the life of the party?
- i'm the quiet one. until i start drinking and skanking.

19. Are u an outgoing person?
- i don't think so...

20. Do you have a job?
- yes. unfortunately, i need one.

21. Do you make fun of other people?
- all the time... to their faces.

22. Do you think dreams eventually come true?
- well... depends on the dream. the dream could be eating durian gelati on a summer's day. or it could be wanting to be paid to eat and sleep.

23. Chocolates or Candy?
- chocolates

24. Favorite food?
- good food.

25. Go to the movies or rent?
- both, depending on the movie, and the mood.

26. How's the weather right now?
- dark and wet.

27. Hug or kiss?
- hugs all the way.

28. Last person you talked to on the phone?
- sexophil

29. Last time you showered?
- not long ago. wanna smell me?

30. Loud or soft music?
- depends on the music

31. McDonalds or Burger King?
- hmmm.... that's a tough one. mushroom swiss or spicy mcchicken?

32. More romantic? Baths or shower?
- definitely... baths. as long as he doesn't drown.

33. Night or day?
- night

34. Number of pillows on your bed?
- 2

35. Piano or guitar?
- both. together. but guitarists are way sexier.

the hens played in bangkok PART THREE

2007-09-01T14:52:00.000+08:00

finally. the last instalment of bangkok.

the hen and buck all dressed up

dinner at cabbages & condoms: meng, edmund, mei ling, cam, dave, jarrod and me

a novelty restaurant built for a cause - to spread the awareness of AIDS and safe sex. the entire place is decked out with sculptures made out of condoms. you won't see this many condoms in one place bar a condom factory. big ones. small ones. yellow ones. red ones. ribbed ones. smelly ones.

donny, gene, phil, bryan & ally

three horny devils

being surrounded by condoms makes a happy bride

all dolled up and ready to hit the scene in RCA!!

angels in disguise... *cough* at slims

ally giving cam some horn action

cam the angel and ally the horny devil

we met this italian australian guy... and they told him i was single!! idiots.

this is what happens when men try to chat up a bunch of girls and they're all married except one.

"hi, ladies. would you like to join our table?"
"oh no, it's okay. she's getting married and we're celebrating her hen's night!"
"oh, awesome. how about you?"
"i'm married too."

all eyes turn to the only one left and the two married women point at her.

"but she's single!!"
"err... ahh... umm... i have a boyfriend," she protests lamely but somehow it doesn't have the same effect as "i'm married", and the vultures descend.

the farang who taughts us to say kinky things in french and swear in italian

obviously he thought he was some kind of hero. rambo, perhaps?

hope everyone had a good merdeka!

nineteen fifty seven

2007-08-29T23:23:00.000+08:00

yes yes. the third instalment of the bangkok trip is coming.

it's been a super crazy week with non-stop jobs at work. i can't bloody wait til friday!! not because i'm really that patriotic (sadly) but simply because i'm tired and i want a proper weekend!

merdeka. i remember when i would get excited about merdeka. my grandparents would take me to merdeka square to join the masses and watch the fireworks, performances and be part of the parade. my grandfather would carry me around on his shoulders, so i could always see what was going on, even if he got tired.

i have a wave of nostalgia washing over me now as i recall those days. when my mum had left the country and my dad couldn't afford to take care of me. my grandparents were my guardians. my protectors. my surrogate parents.

and so, this merdeka, i will celebrate. not the country's independence, but my grandmother's birthday. and commemorate my grandfather who passed away three years ago.

the hens played in bangkok PART TWO

2007-08-25T18:33:00.001+08:00

day 2
we spent the day doing a little shopping, searching for something cam could dress up in for her hen's night. and since shopping is SUCH a stressful and tiring affair, we hopped on the train to a spa called urban retreat. two thumbs up! nice spa, great service and still cheap. we liked it so much we decided to go back again on our third day for a foot and thai massage.

that night, cam took ally and i out for dinner at zanotti. it is fucking excellent. thinking about it makes my mouth water every time. if you're going to bangkok, you have to try zanotti. i ate like a pig. okay... i always eat like a pig. but i only eat like a pig if i really like the food.

baked mussels

antipasto

i had pork loins with blue cheese sauce

we may look demure but we eat like cows. or at least, i do.

ally found a place for us to go and have a little fun with salsa lessons. we got in a cab and got completely lost. after about half an hour of trying to speak thaiglish, we finally managed to find the place.

when we got to the entrance, there was a sign posted on the window that utterly perplexed us. it said:

NO DANCING

the three of us looked at each other in confusion.

"err... this IS the right place, isn't it?"
"yea! this is it. i don't understand!"
"how strange. a dancing club that doesn't allow dancing."

the guy inside must have noticed us standing outside looking a bit lost so he opened the door.

"yes?"
"umm. we heard you have salsa lessons here."
"ah yes. but tonight, no dancing."
"huh? what do you mean?"
"tonight we have no dancing."

we eventually realised he meant the dance classes had been cancelled for that night. -_-

with that plan chucked out the window, ally suggested we go to Vertigo bar at banyan tree instead.

ally and i posing with the lights of bangkok

my incestuous other half - cam

all pretty in shades of pink

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it's been a really long, tiring week for me. late nights, early mornings. and i'm told it will be this busy until next year. eek.

well... looks like i have two, possibly three trips to look forward to. YAY!!

angkor wat, krabi-phuket and one to be confirmed when my mum comes down to KL.

*crossing fingers*

the hens played in bangkok

2007-08-23T23:29:00.000+08:00

this is long overdue. luscious ally has finally posted up photos of our hen's trip to bangkok on her multiply. here's a quick preview...

day 1
phil and i arrived at the hotel and met up with bryan and ally for dinner. they got there a day earlier so they played scouts and found this cool place down the road from our hotel.

gorgeous restaurant with two levels. the lower level serves fusion italian while upstairs, you get to hit the taste buds with thai food. they serve great mojitas too!

chubby me with ally, phil and bryan before cam&dave arrived on the flight after mine.

as alcoholics will be alcoholics, they decided mojitos weren't enough. we adjourned to Q bar which also happened to be down the road from our hotel, as well as Bed Supper Club.

i made a HUGE mistake. i went back to the hotel to change into a top, shorts and heels. BAD MOVE. i ended up looking like a thai lady joiner (hence the lady joiner banner). everyone else seemed to find it amusing. i got stared up and down by almost every other thai guy we walked past.

so can you imagine what it felt like, walking into a bar filled with white men? white men who are looking to pick up thai chicks?

i clung on to phil like a bad smell.

"don't let me out of your sight!"

sexophil not only makes a good bodyguard. he makes a pretty good bartender too!

the DFSes reunited in bangkok!

after Q bar closed, we moved on to another place. i think it was called poppy... but i'm probably wrong. it was super dodgy. like going to a school dance where everyone wants to pick up or get picked up.

phil looking annoyed with this invasion of his drinking time.

lady joiners

it might not look like it, but phil literally had to pick me up and force me to get up on the podium with ally and cam.

male joiner!

this guy is the most awesome skank ever. EVER. he has to be gay. no straight man dances like that. it was like watching porn. since it was cam's hen's trip, we dared her to go up to him and give him some thai baht for a personal dance. so she did.

so that's day one. i'm too sleepy to continue. i've been scrabbling on facebook for almost FOUR HOURS!! oh god. facebook is evil.

EVIL!!

birthday kiss for luscious lips

2007-08-19T22:39:00.000+08:00

big birthday kiss to one of my favourite women (of which i have very few of). hope you had a blast! and i have no doubt you are regretting every single drop of alcohol you have had. that's usually a sign of a good night, or several, in your case.

i dug up some pics but only found a few good ones. i still haven't taken all my photos from my old hard drive. here's to the good old times! i miss you, my lovely skank.

we bonded at sasha

the beginning of our skanking times @ next blue

sultry seductress luscious lips

your last birthday @ boulevard...

my two lovelies - ally & cam

we skanked at publicity

you looked absolutely gorgeous on your special day

i'm so glad i have you as a friend.

who else:
- lets me grab her boobies?
- makes me laugh like you do with all your angry bangriness?
- kisses like you do? =p
- parties like there's no tomorrow even now in married life?
- is a good listener and gives good, honest advice (though the truth can sometimes hurt)?

i think i speak for many when i say you're one of a kind, and you'll always be my ally.

ok. this is starting to sound a bit lesbian-ish. haha. much love!

bizarro weekend

2007-08-19T10:43:00.000+08:00

yesterday, jen and i went to the office to get some work done... only to find out that they were shutting off the electricity for maintenance work. so after scoffing down bak kut teh which my boss had packed for me, i decided i needed a nap.

so, home i went to nap like a retired old man.

then i had to go for TJ's housewarming at his spanking new apartment, which i must say, was quite tastefully decorated. not by him, of course. that's what women are for. jen and i got a call from our colleague, chen, saying he didn't know where the place was. we, being typical girls with directions, told him it'd be better for him to ask TJ.

one hour later, chen still hadn't called or arrived. he didn't pick up his phone.

"where the hell is that boy?"
"i think he's sesat."

two hours later, he calls TJ.

"i can see your apartment on the left."
"huh? but my apartment is on the right!"

chen hung up.

"that boy is damn sesat. i don't know where the hell he is," tj announced.

half an hour later, chen finally rocks up.

"where the hell have you been? sesat ar?"
"umm... a bit."
"it took u two and a half hours to get here!"
"three, actually."
"why didn't u just ask for directions?"
"never mind la. i thought since i haven't driven around KL in awhile, i would drive around and see."

-_-

for three hours?? i work with some strange people.

after that, alvin and i went to marketplace to celebrate edmund's birthday. everyone was supposed to be there by 9.30pm to surprise him. eunice smsed us at 10:30pm.

"where are you wei?"
"we'll be there around 11.3opm."
"there's no one here!"

oh shit. poor eunice and the birthday boy had to wait for everybody to get there. wat a surprise it turned out to be.

*sigh* back to the office today. hope it gets bombed or something.

or si pei si (big shit, nose shit)

2007-08-17T13:37:00.000+08:00

are u kidding me?

three campaigns in less than a week? no. you are not kidding. work never kids. clients never kid.

*pengsan*

and on top of that, we need to submit an initiative by next week in preparation for the kancil awards.

one word. SCREWED. this is going to be me soon...

"wat's that next to the printer?"
"that looks like.... feet. those shoes look familiar!"
"hey... isn't that alysia's ugly feet?"
"yea, you're right. what's she doing??"
"the poor thing. she was drowning in work last week."
"u think she did it?"
"probably. maybe she tried to chew and swallow all the trashy visuals."
"that's sad. killed by your own art."
"oh well. we better get going. we're late for our client's meeting!"

sorry cam. looks like no tennis this weekend. and yet another week, my box of stuff gets to live at your place. haha.

conspire to inspire

2007-08-15T09:35:00.000+08:00

i've been obssessing over interior books, magazines and websites over the last few days. my favourite eye candy especially are ohjoy and poppytalk.

a few ideas have been forming in my head and it's all so wonderful and different, i don't know what direction to go with for my room!

i love these wallpapers i found at interiors. love love love.

not to mention, i've had this HUGE obssession with birdcages for ages and ages. specially white birdcages. i know it's so overdone now, but it hasn't killed my love for it. i still want one. or two. or a whole house full. and look what ohjoy posted up not long ago!

gorgeous... GORGEOUS birdcages from horchow that i simply adore. i want them all!

and a couple more things which i found through poppytalk.

i love the simple, clean look of this room. just subtle touches of a little something different here and there. it reminds me of a sun room where i can just laze around in warmth and coziness with some books and some nice jazz in the background. i know... it sounds so pretentious.

okay, time to go home and look for some photos for REAL work. the internet at work is chugging violently. dial-up would be faster than this. i bet someone's downloading porn. dirty bastards.

a new chapter

2007-08-13T12:53:00.000+08:00

my dad is a mystery to me.

last sunday, i talked to my dad and he mentioned that he was looking at some houses. after three weeks of not being home, i finally went back to stay over the weekend. and what do i know. i found out we've sold our house and bought a new one.

how the hell did that happen?

"we make decisions fast," my stepmother said.

no kidding.

"i took your sister to see the house on saturday. i liked it, so i brought your father to have a look at it on sunday. on monday, we wrote the cheque."
"wah. it's like you're buying shoes."

at first, i was a little upset because i've barely had time to really settle into this house and i really like the way it's been done up. nothing ostentatious. simple, homely yet tasteful. two thumbs up to my dad for someone who's never done any design.

but after going over to see the new house, i'm filled with excitement and my head's bubbling with all sorts of ideas for the new place. wood. glass. plants. louvres. white. green. stone slabs.

i can't wait to get started! my dad and i spent the whole day yesterday poring over ideas, surfing websites and flipping through magazines. fun fun fun!

awaken the morning grouch

2007-08-09T09:09:00.000+08:00

why bother asking someone if everything is alright when you'd rather not talk about it? you ask me what's the problem. i tell you. all you do is keep quiet and i wonder if you're even thinking about what i've said. or do your thoughts simply wander off into the mundane so you can avoid the issue?

even worse. sometimes you just shrug it off and make a joke out of it, hoping it will divert my thoughts so we won't have to face the issue. how mature.

as long as YOU are happy, everything is fine. that's selfish love. you love, to be loved back. you love, to feel good. you love, temporarily. sometimes i think, it's better to have no love than selfish love.

prove me wrong.

trauma

2007-08-07T21:57:00.000+08:00

my boss made me cry today.

he didn't fire me. he didn't yell at me. he didn't throw my work out the window. no. he traumatised me.

i was sitting on the window ledge by cinatan's desk chatting away with jen and cinatan when sabine casually comments, "there's a cockroach in the pot plant."

we all looked into the pot plant but saw nothing. i started to get abit edgy and eyed the plant warily. my boss, KK, strolls in and lies down on the window ledge feeling restless as usual. he starts playing with the pot plant.

"don't do that! there's a cockroach in there!" i yelled.
"oh really?" kk proceeds to tilt the pot plant and starts to flick pebbles out of the pot with a plastic rod.
"K! if that cockroach comes here, i'm going to scream!"
"oh look! the cockroach!" he quickly flicks it at my face.

i screamed.

and i broke into nervous laughter and started tearing at the same time. he didn't flick the cockroach at me but a pebble.

"oh shit. i'm sorry!"

i was half sobbing from the trauma and half-laughing because i knew how stupid i looked. tears were streaming down my face and i couldn't breathe.

"eh... is she crying or laughing? eh, you ok a? is she laughing or is she crying?"

it's not the first time i've screamed in the office. i'm somewhat famous for it now.

i'm the girl who screams.

a new member

2007-08-06T21:44:00.000+08:00

introducing lisha simpson...

man am i ugly.

as much as a non-fan i am, the website is quite fun. you can create your own avatar and save your characters.

this is what i have turned into. some kind of lame geek who seeks fun in recreating herself as ugly cartoon characters.

wouldn't mind having lashes that long though. i could take off and fly around the world just by batting them.

and we have LIFT OFF people!!

ok. i officially belong in the nuthouse now.

i made it alive

2007-08-06T11:53:00.000+08:00

i am still alive after that 10km walk albeit rather sore.

- my hips groan with every movement, complaining about how much i strained them. lazy buggers.
- my butt squeals in pain every time i try to sit, stand or climb stairs.
- my knees reprimand me with every step i take.

so. the question is... will i ever do it again? the answer is...

like the coupling's theme song says, "perhaps... perhaps... perhaps."

and if i do, next time i'll make sure i'm more prepared for it.

i got conned

2007-08-04T22:21:00.000+08:00

super conned.

into doing a 10km marathon. ME! doing a marathon! i can just imagine all the reactions.

*fall off chair*
*stunned silence*
"yea right. she's more likely to eat cockroaches than do a marathon."

but you know what. i AM going to do it. i am going to drag my ass out of bed at 5.45am, scoff down some breakfast and WALK the whole 10km.

yes. walk.

you didn't think i was actually going to try running, did you? how gullible.

gullible, says the one who got conned into this in the first place. i can't believe people pay money to wake up at an ungodly hour, put themselves through kilometres of pain and exhaustion just to run with thousands of other smelly, sweaty people.

i can't pretend to understand. but maybe i will after tomorrow.

the lady joiner is here

2007-08-04T15:41:00.001+08:00

i have decided to embrace my heritage whole-heartedly. okay... it's only quarter of my heritage but everyone knows i'm a pretty lousy chinese anyway. i'm still working on that part.

you want lady joiner? lady joiner can bring a friend too. you take two, we give you special price. you want two dollar sucky sucky? then go to the supermarket and buy a packet of straws. i charge premium price.

you want massage? i give you very good price. happy ending - charge extra.

time for lady joiner to get a shower. a smelly lady joiner gets no business.

it's a sign

2007-08-03T19:30:00.000+08:00

just a few things i found amusing in common places.

at pasar seni. i pushed jen next to the sign so i could take a photo. for you blind nutters, it says:

"PARIO. One for RM20.00. Buy 2 Free 1 COCONUT."

wtf? why would i want a free coconut. i just want a skirt!

this was taken in WH. i'm all for gay love, but this is a tad awkward.

this was stuck on the wall of the toilet cubicle in MBK, Bangkok. i wonder what people have done with those hose sprays to warrant such a sign.

a word of advice. don't touch hose sprays in public toilets. you never know what people do with them.

starve for a cause

2007-08-03T15:19:00.000+08:00

World Vision is holding their annual 30 hour famine this september. come and fast for a good cause together with fellow fundraisers.

if you are interested and would like to get a donation card, email me at alysia.song@gmail.com

i will be there. will you?

luncheon escapades

2007-08-02T17:36:00.000+08:00

just got back from a three hour lunch.

cinatan suggested going to peter hoe, near petaling street, for quick eye candy therapy. so there we were nicely browsing through all the pretty things. unfortunately, there was no space at the cafe so we headed back to pasar seni to see what we could grab for lunch.

we ended up in this nonya restaurant called precious. it's very nicely done up with traditional nyonya chinese furnishings, stained glass partitions and chandeliers.

the menu at precious

the photo doesn't do it justice. i'm a poor photographer.

the service was extremely slow. while waiting for our food, we decided to amuse ourselves by taking shameless photos.

tina aka cinatan

tina and i trying to act cute

jen and tina being coy

jen is my cubicle buddy and i look like a vampire

it was 2.00pm by the time we were served lunch. we were already late so we scoffed down our food. tina with her pulut hitam. jen with her fried glass noodles and bubur cha cha. me with my chicken pong teh.

we got into cinatan's car and headed back to the office. suddenly we heard *keduk keduk* *kepom keduk*

tina looked at her side mirror.

"oh. fu lat (pants drop)."
"what?"
"i think i've got a flat tyre."

i gasped. "u think the tyres were slashed on purpose?" i quickly looked around to check if anyone was following us. miss paranoid of the day.

being in the middle of KL, it's not easy to find a convenient spot to pull over. how ironic we should pull over right opposite our *ahem* favourite client's building.

"okay. let's pull up here."
"oh no! look where we are!!"
"oh fu lat."
"where's the bomb?"

jen called our boss to come to the rescue.

"kk said he's going to bring some big strong boys along."
"i wonder who he's going to bring."
"K-man to the rescue!! ta-ta-ta!"

kk, tina & jen acting like tourists

our big strong men - sunny and chang

our very own AAM!

all done in too little time. darn. time to go back to the office.

wat a drama day.

it makes me sick

2007-07-28T14:41:00.000+08:00

edit: i have taken off the video due to concerns of me being subject to the ISA. because we live in a free country that is only free for the rich, powerful and corrupted.

"The Internal Security Act 1960 (ISA) is a preventive detention law in force in Malaysia."

"The ISA has been consistently used against people who criticise the government and defend human rights. Known as the "white terror", it has been the most feared and despised, yet convenient tool for the state to suppress opposition and open debate. The Act is an instrument maintained by the ruling government to control public life and civil society." - Wikipedia
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do not watch this if you have a weak stomach. it's almost like watching passions of the christ to a lesser extent.

i am traumatised. i can only imagine how this guy managed to walk after all that. *shudder* you would hope he'll learn his lesson. i don't think they mentioned his crimes.

i find this kind of corporal punishment so medieval. in this day and age, you would think we would find other ways to teach law breakers a lesson. but as we all know, "malaysia boleh!" anything goes in this country.

banning the pussycat dolls for improper dressing and stage behaviour is just so silly compared to inflicting pain upon another human being. don't you think our country's views on morality is just a little skewed?

yeah. i find more and more reasons to leave this country.

DA DA DA DA DA DA DA DADADADADA!!

2007-07-25T12:01:00.000+08:00

anyone care to hazard a guess as to what song that is?

i guarantee you'll know it. unless you passed your mid-life crisis twenty years ago. in which case, you wouldn't be reading this anyway.

alvin and i went to the premiere of the simpsons last night. my rating? one star.

to be fair, i've never been a simpsons fan, simply because i find it can be mildly offensive to the intellect. not that i claim to be a highly intellectual person, but lame american humour just rubs me the wrong way. it irritates me more than anything else.

so then, why one star? i give one star as credit to the maker's wild imagination and ability to create a (weak) story out of a whole series of random nonsense.

the group of people behind me were obviously simpson fans. they laughed at everything as though they had never seen anything funnier in their lives. it wasn't the "hur hur" chuckle. it was more like...

BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA *pause for breath* BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

alvin and i looked at each other in amusement, eyebrows raised. i guess there are people who appreciate lame humour, after all.

u scratch mine, i'll scratch yours

2007-07-20T15:40:00.000+08:00

after waking up at 3.30pm yesterday from a restless sleep dreaming about aligning text for booklets, i smsed alvin.

"baby. come home."

i was expecting a loving sms back. instead i got this.

"i have bad news. very bad news."

oh shit, it's my car, isn't it? i thought.

"wat??"
"your car got scratched. i'm sorry."
"how bad is it?"
"come down and have a look. i'm downstairs."

while changing out of my pyjamas i was preparing myself for the worst. fortunately, i was way too tired from my 24 hr work stint to react dramatically. so i calmly walked down looking rather disheveled. alvin stood outside looking really pissed off.

luckily the scratch turned out to be a superficial scratch at the right corner of my bumper. i probably wouldn't even have noticed it for a couple of weeks.

"wat happened?"
"some fucker must've scratched it. it was already scratched when i went to collect the car from the parking lot. i screwed the parking guy up."

nyeh. karma dictates what goes around comes around. you scratch mine? someone else scratches yours, bitch.

killing three days in one

2007-07-19T18:01:00.000+08:00

finished work at 8.30am this morning. it's amazing how many mental phases u can go through in 23 hours of work.

9am: i'm not an early riser. early mornings are the bane of my existence. sleepiness clings on to me like a leech and refuses to let go.

12pm: the stomach senses lunchtime approaching and starts to rumble in anticipation. i'm wide awake now. it's glutton time!

2pm: post-lunch trauma. sleepiness holds me with a tight grip and threatens to put me in a coma.

5pm: just a couple of packaging mock-ups to do and i'm done for the day. early day, perhaps?

6.30pm: boss tells me servicing needs my help with a booklet. fuck. so much for leaving early.

7pm: briefing time. they only want to change the layout for half the bloody booklet. angry bangry. i've still got to figure out one more packaging keyline and do the mock-up. it's going to be a late one. the grumpy bum appears.

8pm: i manage to con my boss into doing the keyline for me while J and i work on the booklet. perhaps we might be able to leave by midnight.

10:30pm: J and i are still on our first page. frustration and impatience reigns in our cubicle. who the fuck puts every single sentence into a separate text box? it's a design of complete mess! copy-paste-align. copy-paste-align. copy-paste-align.

11:30pm: finally. ONE page done. five more to go. oh boy. so much for leaving at midnight. we trudge on, resigned to many more hours at the office.

1am: hyper bunnies. we are on the brink of tiredness, bordering into the realm of delirium.

3am: sleepy. it's way past bedtime and we're still on our 3rd page. curse the messy art director.

5am: getting closer! three zombies ploughing through the morning.

7am: DONE!! and i still have my other mock-up to finish off. the sun is peeking through the clouds in the horizon and i am fully awake now. i feel like i could continue the day like i had slept through the night. but that's just me being delusional.

8:30am: exhausted and happy. i've got the day off. i bid the office adieu and ride off into the sunrise with my knight in shining red. that would be alvin picking me up in my car. -_-

and there you have it. still want to work in advertising?

want some leaky action?

2007-07-16T14:16:00.000+08:00

i am feeling fantabulously sexy right now. absolutely gorgeous.

it's 2.18pm and i haven't had a shower. i'm still in my pyjamas. i haven't washed my hair. and i've got a tissue stuck up my nose so it doesn't gush like niagara falls.

it's a good look. you should try it sometime.

of disease, scorpions and floating printers

2007-07-12T17:00:00.000+08:00

i had a string of stressful dreams resulting in me waking up super tense with a stiff neck.

dream 1:
alvin had a huge lump growing on his palm and it was painful so he went to see a doctor about it. he was diagnosed with myglucoma (something i made up entirely in my dream). the lump was like a huge boil but hard. inside was trapped urine. don't ask me how urine gets trapped in your hand.

the doctor told him not to have any physical contact with anyone in case he passed it on. but those with hepatitis were exempted. so i was ecstatic, because i have hep b. the doctor bandaged his hand and i helped look after him, feeding him his meds and making sure he ate the right food.

dream 2:
alvin and i were in the room and i saw a scorpion-like thing zipping past on the floor incredibly fast. i panicked and prodded alvin. "is that a scorpion??" he looked and for awhile he couldn't see anything against the brown tiles. then it moved again and he started flicking his towel at it.

the scorpion flew upwards and landed on alvin's face. i wanted to scream but alvin told me to stay calm and still so it wouldn't sting. then the scorpion jumped and landed on my face. i really panicked then but managed to remain still. i didn't want the nasty bugger to sink his stinger into me. and i closed my eyes waiting for it to get off.

it felt like forever. and ever. and then i opened my eyes and it was gone.

dream 3:
i was at a pier with ships all around. i was stranded. the ship i was supposed to be on had left and it was moving towards the horizon. i had to find someone who could take me to that ship so i asked this old, dodgy, pirate-looking man if he would help me.

he said he'd take me as long as i held on tight and didn't let go, because he wasn't responsible for me. he pointed at a row of printers tied to each other with an orange piece of rope floating in the sea. the printers were being towed by his boat.

so i said okay. he started his boat and i held on to one of the printers for dear life. the rope kept slipping off the printer and i had to try to keep looping it back over the printer, otherwise i'd find myself stranded in the middle of the sea. after awhile, i realised we were heading in the opposite direction of the ship i was supposed to get on!!

------------

STREEEESSSSSSS.

i can still see that bloody scorpion zipping across the floor like a ghost.

i'm going shoe shopping tonight. retail therapy.

shoemania

2007-07-10T14:10:00.000+08:00

clothes. bags. shoes. the three things women will never have enough of.

one of the biggest mysteries of women - how can one have a whole roomful of clothes and still complain about not having anything to wear? there is no real answer. it just happens.

okay... i'm lying. there are answers, but women generally don't like mulling over them because it gives them an excuse to do MORE shopping!

i had to throw away half my clothes and shoes away during my move from melbourne to KL. instead of feeling heartbroken, i felt relief. relief that i had given away all the clothes i would probably never wear again which were taking up way too much space. relief that i now had space for more NEW clothes and shoes!

such is the mentality of shallow, matetrialistic, bimbotic females such as i.

i have been on a mission to find a pair of flat shoes. i have been looking for MONTHS. seriously. and when i finally find a pair, naturally, my size is sold out.

i swear the shoe fairy is holding a grudge against me. being the sad, desperate person that i am, i had to resort to eye candy instead.

marc by marc jacobs bow flats

marc by marc jacobs peep toes

Pedro Garcia

Carmen Ho

Jill Stuart

Juicy Couture

Loeffler Randall

Carmen Ho

*sigh*
*sigh*
*sigh*

the hunt continues...

snap snap

2007-07-06T11:06:00.000+08:00

it's july already. we are now more than halfway through the year. can you believe that?

where have the last 6 months gone? i have been planning to get some studio shots done with a photographer since january. but bad timing (and financial planning) has not allowed for a shoot. it's july now and i'm still planning to do that damn shoot.

since the middle of last year, i have been meaning to send in some photos to talent agencies in hopes of getting the chance to make extra moolah. you know, just in case they need a talent who:

- looks thai
- can pass off as a lady joiner
- is chinese but looks like she has abit of an identity crisis
- can switch between a manglish accent and an american-australian-malaysian-super-cialat mixed accent
- a hairy chinese girl
- can do a pretty good tangkachi accent

pretty good chances of me getting jobs, huh.

yeah. well... i can only try.

have finally managed to set an estimated date with jacky (cam's wedding photographer) in mid august for an outdoor shoot. should be fun and quite possibly, terribly embarassing.

emmm...

2007-07-05T15:18:00.000+08:00

ok disregard the previous post.

but i am still going to work on a new layout.

eventually. haha.

i love the word 'eventually'. it doesn't promise anything. it's a vague gauge of time. eventually could be next week. it could be next month. it could be when you're 90 on your deathbed cursing everyone who has ever shitted you off.

so yes. eventually....

temporarily ugly

2007-07-05T14:34:00.000+08:00

just so you know... there's a reason why my blog suddenly reverted to this standard dreary looking template. i was playing around with blogger's new template thingy and i thought it would keep my main stuff...

i was wrong.

poof. everything disappeared.

ah well. it's time for a makeover anyway. so... yes.

i love reminding myself

2007-07-02T14:14:00.000+08:00

how i'm extremely lacking in the moolah department of my life. so i browse through sites and resort to window shopping, fantasising about decorating my future house.

with pretty little things like....

Chandeliers Plexy Baroque

Profile Mirror with Colour-Changing Inks

Undergrowth Bone China Urban Gnome

and then of course i wander off in my thoughts and start thinking about other things like...

feather earrings by Alex Monroe

*sigh* but alas... in the end, i can afford none of these. time to get out on the streets and sell my lady joiner self.

i lady joiner. you waaant? i gib you special price. for you i gib cheap cheap. wat hotel name? wat hotel name?!

transformed!

2007-06-29T14:30:00.000+08:00

i was utterly, totally, completely awed. it really blew my mind. i have not been so wowed by a movie since V for Vendetta. partly because i wasn't really expecting much. i don't remember much of the cartoons except optimus prime and the decepticons - thanks to jin min.

it was just soooo... sooooo.... soooooooooooo COOOOOL!! right after the movie, i turned to alvin.

"i want to watch it again!"
"haha."
"no. really. i want to watch it again in the cinema!"
"oh. ok. we'll watch it again."

this is coming from the girl who sang the transformers song really loudly, and rather shamelessly, in the office one day not so long ago.

"TRANSFORMERS!! Robots in the skkkkiiieeeesssss!!"

my colleague looked at me in disdain and snapped at me.

"it's not robots in the skies!! it's robots in disguise!" he rolled his eyes with the most offended expression plastered on his face.

"oh. hee hee. TRANSFORMERS!! More than meets the eeeeyyyyeeee!! TRANSFORMERS!! Robots in the ski... Robots in DISGUIIIISSSEEEE!!"

my boss just laughed at me.

i can't wait to watch it again!! *bouncing in chair*

chubbs and chucks

2007-06-25T15:08:00.000+08:00

i call him chucky. he calls me chubby.

he looks like a real-life chucky minus the blood and psychotic expression. everytime i mention it to someone they go "oh yeaaa. actually, he does a bit!"

and i... well, i'm chubby. i've stopped denying it. i've stopped looking at myself in the mirror and sucking in my belly thinking to myself "i can still suck it in so it's okay." i used to wake up with a flat stomach. i don't wake up with a flat stomach anymore. i just wake up with a big stomach. i can't use the "i just ate so it doesn't count" excuse anymore, because even hours after eating... it's still that big.

i am not complaining that i am fat. i'm just a fat skinny person. which is probably worse.

so this weekend i decided to start doing something about it. i did some abdominal exercises and realised how terribly unfit i am. yesterday cam and i got psyched up to play some tennis. something we've been meaning to do for several months now.

after about 15 minutes under the sun, we were panting like crazy. half an hour later, we were about to collapse. one day later... my body has delivered swift retribution for not keeping it fit. my butt hasn't been this sore in a long, long time.

oh dearie me.

BOOYAH!!

2007-06-24T23:50:00.000+08:00

*ahem* i couldn't think of a better title. it's been awhile since i've written so i'm a little rusty.

i know. it doesn't justify the "booyah" but what the heck.

oh god. where do i start? i feel as though i've just met up with an old friend whom i haven't seen in ages (which really happens alot because i'm shit at keeping in touch)... and so much has gone by but i don't know where to start.

firstly... i'll start with paying tribute to my dear beloved fat cat. on 14th june 2007, stupid fat cat @ champs died of cancer. =( i was quite upset about that but not as upset as my mum is.

being thousands of miles away creates a numbing effect. it won't hit me til i go back and realise he's not around to ignore me anymore, or act cute when he wants food. and i will certainly miss trying to think of ways to get him into bed with me ( i assure you it only happens with him).

* car alarm goes off causing a flurry of panic resulting in scattered brain*

right. back to champs before moving on to other things. his cancer was found the day before he died and i can only be thankful that he went quickly. he is now buried in his favourite spot where he used to lie under the sun in the garden.

you will be missed.

*moment of silence*

okay... next other thing. i have a new baby. my new pride and joy whom i have yet to tame. she gleams marvelously like sparkling red wine under the joyful sun.

i call her saskia.

i have only taken hold of her reins three times so far. twice around housing areas... and tonight on the highway... that was by far, one of the most stressful moments i've had in awhile. tension sial.

see. getting a car forces you to learn to drive. the exact motivation i need. or else i will never get around to it.

don't say you haven't been warned. if you see a red satria neo roaming around slower than a grandma walking and more crazy than a jamaican on weed... it's probably me, so you might want to steer clear.

more news to come so stay tuned.

if anyone still comes here.

in a traffic jam

2007-04-01T22:35:00.000+08:00

before i start rambling, i'd just like to say... having a double eyelid is not cool.

yes. i said *a* double eyelid. over a week ago, i had conjunctivitis (again) and my left eye developed a double eyelid. i figured it was due to the swelling of my eye so i've somehow managed to live with it. but the swelling's gone and so has the conjunctivitis.

the double eyelid hasn't. it now looks as if i went under the knife to get double eyelids and ran out halfway. it looks damn retarded.

funny thing is, just before this happened, i really wished i had double eyelids and wondered what i'd look like. now i half-know. it looks retarded. be careful what you wish for.

ok. now for emo ranting.

i've come to the conclusion that life is like a traffic jam. donkey would rather liken life to a rolling ball though.

Karipap... says:
and how do you relate traffic jam to life?
.+. a l y s i a .+. life is like a traffic jam. says:
it can be slow-going. it can be at a standstill where you're stuck with nowhere to go.
.+. a l y s i a .+. life is like a traffic jam. says:
it can be frustrating to no end
.+. a l y s i a .+. life is like a traffic jam. says:
and then the traffic clears and it's all good
.+. a l y s i a .+. life is like a traffic jam. says:
and just when it's all good... you find yourself facing another bloody traffic jam
Karipap... says:
why not life is like a ball rolling along the road... sometimes smooth going, sometimes bumpy, along the way it picks up shit... then you roll and roll and the shit falls off... sometimes roll down valley or up hill..
.+. a l y s i a .+. life is like a traffic jam. says:
how can u roll up a hill??
Karipap... says:
it's a motorized ball smart ass
.+. a l y s i a .+. life is like a traffic jam. says:
-_- oh. right. times have changed
.+. a l y s i a .+. life is like a traffic jam. says:
haha

i maintain it's more like a traffic jam. at least, that's how i feel at the moment.

ever since i've entered the rat race and moved back to this place we call a developing country, i've felt like i'm losing my 'self' - the self that makes me who i am.

bleh. lazy to ramble.

end of hiatus

2007-03-24T12:50:00.000+08:00

or maybe just a break from it.

wow. it's been more than a month since i last stepped into this page. chinese new year has been and gone. ally and bryan, also been and gone, but will be coming back!! yipppeee!! can't wait.

so what have i been up to? one word. WORK. boooooorrrriiiiing, i know. unfortunately, what they say about advertising is true. you don't get to have a life. work is life. life is work.

it's been a long, long week and i'm absolutely exhausted. oh. and i'm trying to quit nasi lemak. today will be day one - attempt #3. shit. this is not good. it's just as hard as quitting cigarettes i swear!!

i have told my colleague to stop buying me nasi lemak everyday, which is a start. but then, out of nowhere, i still find nasi lemak on my table from OTHER colleagues!! *faint* how to quit like that??

i think it's time for me to print out a big sign saying "nasi lemak free zone".

that might work. thursday night i worked til 5am and came back in on friday afternoon. surprise surprise. there was a packet of nasi lemak (as a bribe or thank you gift?) on my table greeting me. aaaarrrggghhh.

so here goes. NASI LEMAK REHAB starts again. wish me luck.

piggy wiggy!! yes, that's me!!

2007-02-16T17:49:00.000+08:00

it's the year to make a complete pig of yourself!! oink oink.

okay, shut up. i'm running on very little sleep and an overworked brain... or wat's left of it. yet again, i worked into the wee hours of the morning and finally managed to drag my ass out at 6am. and i thought it was going to be an early one.

HA-fucking-HA!!

technically, when we've worked an equivalent of two days in one day, we are allowed to take the next day off. but not me. nosiree. i had to come back to finish off stuff at lunchtime. and i had it good. my colleague jen clocked 26 hours straight before crawling out of the office this afternoon.

enough work talk. it's time to eat, drink, gamble and be merry!! unfortunately, the song dynasty isn't supposed to celebrate this year due to the passing of my grandfather last year. well, at least i have 5 days to recover from work.

*mental note* refrain from spending early salary lest i starve next month. *end of mental note*

i've been having this major urge to... surprise surprise.... go shopping!! neeeeeed retail therapy!!

okay. the stomach has woken up. i hear yu sang calling me. actually... i just want the salmon.

it's over!!

2007-02-08T12:27:00.000+08:00

the last three days have been.... exhausting. when i got pulled into a meeting on monday and was told we had to pitch for an account, my first impulse was to run out of the room. far far away.

i have never looked at so many babies and snowflakes before. don't ask.

yesterday i spent 18 hours at the office... working straight through it all. munching on snacks throughout the day while clicking on the mouse coz i didn't have time to get food. then came dinner... and i subjected everyone to grey's anatomy.

yay grey's!! i want my own dr bourke and mcdreamy.

moving on... it's ally's (third) hen's night tomorrow. and definitely the last. haha. who in the hell has THREE hen's nights?? i'm looking forward to some pampering and skanking with my favourite girls. woo hoo! it's going to be a busybusybusy weekend.

okay... i suppose i should at least make it look like i'm doing some work. bah.

to the land of evil!!

2007-02-02T16:22:00.000+08:00

that would be genting. evil evil evil. i don't like casinos. they emanate a vibe of evil, greed and excess wealth. don't get me wrong. i like gambling. i love gambling. but only for fun. and i prefer just gambling amongst friends for a bit of friendly fun. i don't gamble for extra income. that's just plain stupid.

and as if to emphasise my point on how evil genting is, alvin and i kena con by their website whilst booking accommodation. long story short, instead of staying at a nice hotel for a cheap price, we end up staying at a crap hotel at a higher price. fugg. in a matter of minutes, the room rates changed and availability dwindled to nothing!! bleh.

oh well. still. it'll be nice to get away from kl even for just a little while. even if it's just genting. even if i've already been away from kl for 3 weeks. heh.

no casino though. no no no. evil evil evil.