Reaching You

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2011-10-26T22:45:00.004+08:00

I wanted to be a bitch and write up about some recent encounter, but on second thought, never mind. Why add lime juice to that sour grape?

Sigh.

In my worst-leg-on-chair-arm-on-leg mannerism,

"Dei! Where my single shot scotch whisky?! I want neat! Ya hear me?!"

Pray

2011-09-19T20:58:00.001+08:00

So here. I am sitting in front of my laptop all ready and possibly 'inspired' to type out an entire post of emotional outpouring. Well. Possibly.

I don't know when this started, this... this... or rather THESE constant waves of discontentment that has clouded my rational judgment, boosted the green eyed pig in me and drowning me in the bottomless sea of sadness. It seemed like almost forever!

And here's the catch. I don't know what it is i want. And because i don't know, i cannot get out. You know, when there is that little miniature devil and angel looking you, sitting on both shoulders, whispering sweet nothings (devilish bit) and hurtful truths (*sings hallelujah*), convincing you to just angle your head a little to look their way, whichever one it is.

Well, it's the same for me. Perhaps most of you have the angel winning you over, but more often than not, i have allowed the devil to turn my head his way. It's pure conscience (not that serious evilness that you see in scary movies. har har. is there an 'un-serious' evilness. har har.) truly exists.

And in all these tear jerking, pipe flowing, gut punching, heart aching depression, that happens to be the sequel of discontentment, i turn to my trusty ol Macallan bottle, well, too much a time (i firmly assure you that 'much' is the more appropriate word because, really, i've lost count). Ahhhh. The feeling of high. That bottle almost never finishes, maybe because i'm the only one drinking it. But ohhh i'm getting there.

I've been reading this book 'Eat, Pray, Love' for the last 3 days now. i'm off, on the last chapter, the Indonesia bit. Initially, i dreaded the india bit, because, lo and behold, meditation! hmmph. big bit of boring block.

But then, it became pretty inspiring i may say. It was a journey, reading just that chapter. I gave it an opportunity to prove me wrong, well, mostly, i knew i should give it the chance. And boyyyy, in it's most critical manner, it certainly did.

I wish i could take this know-i-should-do-something attitude and put it to good use, like letting go of this stubborn pain wrenching experience of mine, which i so happen to be putting myself through day after day. Fact is, i find it difficult. I don't want to. But it's eating up the both of us. Bit after bit. There is probably nothing to eat anymore when the last bite is gone. By then, i will need illegally prescribed anti-depressants. Because in the end, one of us will go. And the other is left picking up the broken pieces, possibly using elephant glue to patch it all back together. Three guesses who.

And right now, i am so, so, SO afraid of even text-ing or replying. I hope and pray to God, please don't. Not now. I am so afraid of what i'm going to say. Would i be mean? Would i be comfortable? Would the conversation be smooth flowing? Or would it be my darkest, most bitter nightmare? No. Not ready, not now, not yet. Not going to try to fix it for fear of disappointment. Yup. That's me. But back to the book.

There is this part, that tells me, bliss is always there. Question is, do you want it? So, if you do, why search further and make life so difficult for yourself? One ought to recognize pain and understand that it's there, it's going to be there no matter what. And in the midst of hell, despite those fiery pots waiting to burn you, well, hey, least it ain't frost-bite-cold there - my metaphor, not a good one though.

After reading this book, i am going to attempt meditating. I am going to sit still for two hours, i am going to put myself through a sore hip and the discomfort of having my big butt out of place which i initially would not have corrected. And if i can endure all these, hey, what's a little bit of irritation?

Zen. Maybe by then, i'd have changed my attitude towards this particular individual, or many individuals to come. Or maybe by then, i'd have cared less. Who knows. But let's find out.

To peace within. Aummmm.

Man of My Life

2011-09-13T00:52:00.000+08:00

In all my 23 years of life, you've been there. Prolly changing my diapers when i was 1, feeding me milk when i was 2, teaching me how to ride a bicycle when i was 8, watched me excel in my academic when i was 11, that i should apologize even though it's not my fault at 12, taught me that gifts are to be earned when i was 15, that i should always try harder and never settle for less when it comes to studies, throughout my whole life.

I try to take things the positive way.

happy birthday. =) love you.

from,

your semi grown up daughter.

The Sims

2011-09-06T21:19:00.000+08:00

I didn't know what the big hype was about. Until i played with it. No, i'm not a virgin Sims player, i've once purchased the software to play, but over time, i lost interest in it. But since Scooby was talking about it the other day, hey, why not give it a try.

click to enlarge

a) Meet my sim. She's ah moi. She's a socialite and has a mole above her mouth. She constantly drinks and flirts.

b) This is the sim my sim has a crush on. I know she has a crush on him because there was a bubble above her head thinking about him! Well, she has a crush on him because... ahem. to build furnitures, i need some love. So i need to get my sim in love to collect all that love points. Now, my sim constantly thinks about him and i need to go visit him. Then, i exhaust all my energy keeping him interested. har har. sounds familiar.

c) When i am able to build my furniture, the value of my house goes up.

when i'm depressed, i make my sim depressed, and she is constantly depressed because i refuse to allow her to meet her soon-to-be bf.

lest she becomes like me.

har har. now my transcript is being put to hold because of sims. oh well. i can't play this when i'm back in kl. sigh.

loves!

p/s: you know how addictive these games are when you read your friends urgent facebook statuses at 2am. "Bee! Check on my tomatoes on Smurfs! Don't let them die!"

p/p/s: i know this has been long overdue.

hahaha

2011-08-28T22:34:00.003+08:00

No matter how old you are,

No matter how badass you think you are,

If a toddler hands you their ringing toy phone...

You answer it.

-9gag

Scooby Doo. Don't Go.

2011-08-24T01:20:00.005+08:00

I remember the days after my A-Levels, when i come back to ipoh town. Scooby has packed up everything and gone off to KL to study. That feeling i had... it was hollow, such emptiness. I cannot believe, my cute sister has gone off to do her degree.

Upon graduation, she packed her bags and came home. So every time i'm home, i can see her face, be it sleepy or excited about some korean series, i still saw her face.

I dread the days when she starts working, which is soon because i cannot see that familiar face anymore. A face i find consolation in, a face i can cry to and know my whims won't get out because she'll be there to back me up all the way. A face that tells me the truth without worrying it may hurt my feelings. A face of warmth and happiness.

I'm sooooo gonna miss you Scooby doo. I hate to think you're going away again. Who am i gonna peel prawns for? Who am i going to tell silly jokes to? Who am i going to whine towards? Who am i going to ask, "If i don't succeed in life, will you still tell people you're my sister?" - and then expect the answer yes?

I think i'll be standing outside your door, facing your empty bedroom and imagine you just staring at me and go all "Yunnieeee!".

i'll wish you all the best no matter what.

I miss you already. ='(

Stories of My Life

2011-08-22T17:48:00.003+08:00

So i accompanied a friend to purchase his new iPad and while we were chilling, me watching Bad Teacher in the background and him updating his iPad with apps...

Me: Did i tell you i'm worried about the results?

XYZ: Yes, for the millionth time.

5 mins later...

Me: I'm worried about my results. Are you going to kick me out of your house now?

XYZ: No, but i would love to smack your head right now, except that smack would cost me 2k.

Friends i have. don't know whether want to laugh or cry.

***

Being my father's daughter for 22 years plus, he finally handed me a credit card form.

Me: What's the limit?

Dad: one thousand.

Me: What?! Can't even buy nuts!

Dad: That's the point. Okay, okay, i'll give you the same limit as your sister's.

Me: What's her limit?

Dad: one thousand.

Me: !@$#%$#^%&&*

Dad: Or you could get your own.

Me: But i'm just a student!

Dad: good luck. *evil smirk*

i hate it when he's so calm and collected.

Note

2011-08-13T16:20:00.001+08:00

my blog will henceforth cease regular activities. har har. not like it's been very active anw.

anyhoo. zankyewberymooch for visiting.

In A Nutshell

2011-07-16T21:01:00.005+08:00

I know i should revamp my blog outlook.

But lazy bones is really lazy.

***

Conversation after family dinner in San Francisco Steakhouse (i am specific with the location for a reason), heading towards elevator.

Mother: Eh? What restaurant is this?

SY: Which one?

*mother points to a chinese restaurant near elevator*

SY: There, that restaurant that moved from that side.

Mother: Ohhhh. Tai Thong.

I was scratching my head wondering which restaurant from where!

Mother: You know that guy, the one that day? What happened to him?

SY: You mean ABC? blablablablabla.

Which guy? What day??? Apparently it was some politician. -.-

I am going to go bald one day if i listen in too much!

***

Mojo Jojo, Scooby Doo and i have this tradition. Whosoever's birthday it is, that person will host a luncheon or a dinner in between the three. Birthday girl of course has no say. She's just there to pay.

In conjunction with Scooby's birthday, which was very recent (which oddly falls on the same day every year, in case you don't remember), we went around Ipoh looking for DAMN GOOD food.

Unfortunately, we have gone to every tom dick and harry restaurant in ipoh and we are pretty sick of it.

Hence, we decided to go on a one day trip down to KL to feast in Chillis. My mouth floods at the thought of Beef Bacon burger. =D

***

"For my 23rd birthday, i want you to promise that you'll ALWAYS want ME."

DEF prolly wishes i get all normal and ask for a solid item. NEVERRRRR! What's one item compared to all that emotional torture i'm about to put you through? MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

loves.

New Chapter.

2011-07-03T11:00:00.005+08:00

I want out.

I guess i'll never regret the moments. After all, everything happens for a reason.

I know i'll never forget you. But i will try. It's not going to be easy, but i'll keep trying.

I know you'd never fight for me enough. So i choose to walk. I'm walking because you let me.

uno

2011-06-15T11:38:00.003+08:00

decided to go for a cuppa.

saw a fly in my drink.

had the manager come apologize.

beautiful day.

la douleur

2011-06-11T10:03:00.006+08:00

A relationship is built on a foundation of trust.

You ruin that foundation, you ruin that relationship.

Whatever is to come, just remember, YOU caused it.

You can have no one to blame but yourself.

Filler

2011-06-01T22:59:00.005+08:00

It's wayyyyy past 2230. My expected best friend didn't arrive, so here i am.

***

"So.... you want me to send you to and fro the airport?" - T.

"Um... i could take a bus there." - me.

i'm a spinster in the making.

Pretty Things To Perv Over

2011-05-27T12:00:00.004+08:00

I'm so obsessed with shoes and bags lately. Well. Not really lately. But lately, i've expanded my options. "It's fine... RM2k for a pair of shoes is fine..." -- That's how i brainwash myself. STUPID STUPID STUPID! Then again, looking doesn't cost you. Not like i'm going to Hermes or anything - i can't remember how much was the belt, but it's nothing an average jane can afford.

i. corazón.

Suede shoes are very, very annoying. They're inconvenient for rainy days and also, you've got to brush them regularly so they stay pretty. But the ballerina pumps are pretty, though suede. The shoes above are from Tods and they retail close to 2k myr each pair.

Ralph lauren is 2k (same design as in the last picture). Which really brings me to this question. The government said they'll increase certain taxes - during the announcement of the budget, but to balance it up, the tax price of textile would face reduction. So why is a normal polo tee from ralph lauren costing myr500 now instead of myr300 like it used to?

if their answer is - labels are expensive, here's another question - labels... don't produce clothes? curious.

Anw. Back to my other fetish.

i always think that i'm too young for a prada -- general rule. but as we all know, to every general rule... there's an exception.

The primary use for my bags is for me to hug to sleep in case i turn lonely. Some, i carry out occasionally, some i keep under my pillow (no i'm kidding!). But bags, like my phones are my collections. I never sell them nor do i dispose of them, be it with monetary consideration or not. Maybe one day, when i feel i have no more closet space, i'd ebay them. But in the meantime...

amor.

p/s: need. new. phone. my blackberry is dying on me. =( apple sounds good. let me just try to save up.

p/p/s: my friend is already contributing to my birkin fund. 20 cents at a time. now i'll just have to do good deeds and come back in 10 lifetimes to save enough money.

Table Manners

2011-05-13T00:43:00.000+08:00

My bestie and i have strong distaste for people who lack table manners.

bestfriendsforsomanyunjustifiedreasons.

My criteria for a man is simple. I don't like the way you eat, there's no date 2.

Because i realize, the way you eat have everything to do with your character.

You could be all dressed up from the upper class, but your sloppiness of slurping and clinging sounds with overflowing foods from your mouth made me realize that even carrying a hankie can't save that heavily distorted image in my head!

And then i found this guy with absolute proper table manners (reflection period).

I was so enthralled! I just kept smiling at him! He was so polite, so precise, so civilized!

He may lack in the looks department, but he's got so much of tempting charm!

There was so much of attraction zaps going on. him attracting me.

Then i found out. he was trained by some professionals! bloody hell!

Nevermind. i accept. cos experienced virgins don't exist.

The Friends I Have. Don't Know Whether Want To Laugh Or Cry.

2011-04-23T01:39:00.008+08:00

This morning, my friend so very kindly offered to let me use her washing machine to do my laundry. I told her i haven't washed my clothes in a week and they were a mountain. She said it's fine so long as i bring my own hangers. So she came over this morning to pick up this big ass load (me) and my mountain pile of clothes.

And she laughed like nobody's business when she saw it.

For one week, that was a bit too much. =(

I put the book there in comparison. NO POINTS for guessing how full the bag was.

Whaattttttt???

Not everybody's got a washing machine you know (poor student folks like me for instance).

If you followed me on twitter, you'd actually see that i've been tweeting about a yorkshire terrier i saw at a pet shop near college. That mini wow wow is to die for! Petite as it is, it fits perfectly into my mug!

I want it sooooo badly, especially since i saw that babykins get swarmed by a bunch of flat-faced shit tzus (i have a very strong aversion towards shih tzus, not that i'm spelling disabled) and now, there is a need for me to play heroine and save the darling!

except...

i can't keep pets here!

loves!

p/s: pardon the resolutions. i know they're ~~bad (understatement)~~ atrocious, please do bear with me until i invest in a camera.

If You Love Knowledge As Much As I Do

2011-04-10T19:43:00.003+08:00

I've always believed that knowledge tops anything. And i mean ANYTHING.

With knowledge of how to make nuclear bombs, you could obtain power.

With knowledge of science, you could be called a genius.

With knowledge of creating websites, you could be Mark Zuckerberg.

With knowledge of divinity, you could be God.

Which is why i have no regrets getting a moderate priced tote bag just to carry my baby notes around.

And i know sarah would smack me stupid upon discovering the price.

Ohhhh wellllllllll.

I love my bags.

loves!

Twisting And Turning

2011-03-01T17:51:00.000+08:00

I hate that i cannot sleep after an argument.

I DID THIS UNDER DURESS!

2011-02-22T11:50:00.006+08:00

Since i've got a little time, i might as well pen something down.

Throughout my entire life, when life gives me a broken jar, there's always cookies in it. Fate took away the best of things, but replaced it with other equally good items for me. However, i am not fair enough to fate. I don't appreciate the best i have.

I've been rather stressed lately. I need to complete my syllabus; but as a lecturer once said - it's not possible for you to finish your syllabus on par with the college. But i beg to differ. So i've been doubling up my efforts.

Therefore, pardon me if you've seen no updates. To say it was never my intention to update would constitute a lie. Nonetheless, expect more of my absence. (i could almost hear sighs of contention praising God and almost see millions of smiles plastered on faces) BOO YOU!

No worries. I'll be back to haunt you before you even know it.

And to my best friend, you know what you've left on my msn. Thank you. *feeling much appreciated right now* okok, back to nose in the books.

double kisses,

duyun.

Retraction

2010-12-26T08:38:00.004+08:00

I don't know how people do it. You know, change boyfriends?

Am i the only one hanging about and around?

One morning, i woke up and looked at how things were. Was i ready to live like that for the rest of my life? To succumb and accept how you originally are and will always be? Was i ready to be the woman behind you? To never contradict your words and to do as i am told?

I am and have always been a strong willed person. Bowing down to someone is not my area of expertise. It's true, I've thrown in all my sacrifices. All that blood, sweat and tears. I could've stood by your side if you'll just let me.

From the bottom of my heart, i can tell you, you will reach there some day. But right now. At this point in time, i choose to leave. I have helped build your character, I have done my very best. I no longer want any part of this, or more importantly, any part of you.

I want you to know, i can stand up on my own. I am okay. And despite all that rough storms and sunny days we went through, i can pick myself up and walk down the dark, cloudy, winding roads alone.

Because i am positive. That behind all that struggle, i will be at the edge of a cliff, looking over the dark blue ocean, inhaling all that sea breeze and have that sweet chorus of waves crashing. When i am there, i know i've made it.

You once said i'll never find anyone else like you. You are right. He's far, far better than you.

You Speak England Har?

2010-12-21T14:35:00.003+08:00

Waitress: So, wan Penneh pashta and one cock fish.

Me: Yes. That's correct.

Waitress: Do you want starter to come same time as cock fish (my friend has a starter, i don't)?

Friend: No. Main course later.

*waitress leaves.*

Me: What was it you ordered?

Friend: Cod fish.

Meet Me Over The Summer

2010-12-09T06:47:00.002+08:00

I miss you so much; tears are an understatement.

Corcovado

2010-12-09T06:29:00.005+08:00

I hear the droplets of rain from outside my bedroom.

I'm about to do something i most definitely will regret.

This is the path i wish to take.

I cannot help it.

Is it wrong to be selfish once in a while?

I think not.

Baby I'm A Fool

2010-11-22T23:53:00.004+08:00

I am currently doing something very selfish.

Yes, i realize it. But once you've picked up my senses and looked through my eyes, you (undoubtedly) would believe that i have earned every right to do so.

It didn't matter that from past experiences, i have proven myself to not be a highly sentimental person when it comes to the ending of a friendship. I feel extremely betrayed when you choose others instead of me, when i have given the world and done my very best for you. Yes, the moment i make you my friend, i'd help you to the core.

But love, once is enough. You won't get a second chance with me.

My Hair...

2010-11-06T22:28:00.004+08:00

I went to the hairdresser today to touch up my semi-blondish roots ~~BUT OMG, IT WAS BLOODY COSTLY FOR THAT TEENY AMOUNT OF HAIR!~~. =)

Well... I think i overdone it this time.

I look lala, not angmoh, LA-LA.

Except that i speak english.

Warning:

If a classmate or a friend tries to be sarcastic with me, saying, "Whoa, trying to look blonde? Good choice, since you already play the part.", my reply would be, "Oh hey! just trying to experience what it feels like to be you, mentor." You diss my hair, i diss your intelligence. *growls*

p/s: The tips are brighter than the ends. But there's just one minute issue: I LOVE IT!

Hi. I'm A Crankster. Kid You NOT.

2010-10-27T21:17:00.004+08:00

i am so cranky lately, i scare me.

i will lock myself in the room to refrain from any potentially harmful human interactions (for the other party, i mean).

goodbye.

p/s: sigh. soon the malas layan attitude will kick in.

hee!

2010-10-22T23:17:00.002+08:00

Me: SY, i want the iPad (i'm not so much of an Apple person, i just wanted to spike him, and of course, live up to my reputation as 'The Expensive Daughter' =))!

SY: I want one too!

Me: -.-

YOU!

2010-10-17T21:34:00.001+08:00

I once called A a hypocrite.

To this, he replied: Isn't everybody?

Good point.

Hiiiiiiii. faints

2010-10-13T22:03:00.006+08:00

When i see black underwear, the sort of men i imagine wearing them are the male Armani models who look superb with their evenly tanned skin, their perfect featured face with shiny black hair and their six pack that makes every girl go, "Oooohhhhh."

like this

NOT some pot bellied, balding, short and ugly old man. -.-

-.-

***

Today, as i was walking back up from lunch, this dude -- SERIOUSLY ARMANI MODEL SORT OF GUY was jogging. Watching all that sweltering sweat drip off his chin and into his singlet, those strong legs pushing him forward and those deep blue eyes complimented by such dark eyelashes made me go googoogaga.

I almost fainted when he... wait for it, wait for it,

SMILED AT ME.

sighhhhhhhhh.

*inserts vision of duyun on cloud nine*

NOW THESE ARE THE SORT OF GUYS I SHOULD BE DATING! but they don't wanna date me! =(

Cause You're Leaving, On A Jet Plane

2010-09-14T17:17:00.001+08:00

I LITERALLY LOATHE GOODBYES.

They make my eyes sweat. I usually avoid staying too long because it will sting. That's mainly why i try not to send anyone off or make last minute calls. It's not easy watching that person who's had a major effect in my life walk away, not knowing when i'll see him/her again. But the thing that keeps my chin up is awaiting his/her return. Then i'll be smiles all over.

No, even then, i'd still cry like a baby. Tears of joy.

The frowns that i feared will come, has arrived.

Raya Fun!

2010-09-12T21:17:00.009+08:00

On friday, sook fun, stef cheang, pui yee, ah lian, jia min, voon, ah boon, puru, harpreet, harvey, fiona and i went to sarah's place for raya. And on the particular same day, sarah's sister had her open house. As her friends walked in,

All of us: Wow. They're so tall! How did this happen? Call mun yee!

20 mins later, mun yee arrives.

Ah lian: Oh wow. Our mean height has just increased! Yay!

***

I hang out with a bunch of geeks. What to do? We grew up together. Meeting up again was nothing short of fun.

They always say: You meet your lifelong friends in University. As for me, i met them when i was 13.

And i'm quite grateful i did.

Despite the ample amount of laughter dosages i've had over the last few months, i cannot help but worry about the future frowns i'm going to have reminiscing our memories.

I Love...

2010-09-10T21:33:00.001+08:00

good food.
great friends.
happy moments.
therapeutic music.
laughing my butt off.
fabulous photographers.
today.

Hi. I'm Mike. I'm Single.

2010-09-09T03:28:00.006+08:00

I ended my three and a half year relationship with le boy!

Now i can ogle at hot macho dudes. =) heeeeee.

p/s: oh, it's been two weeks plus.

Edited to add:

Daniel Powter - Best of Me

I was made the wrong way

Won't you do me the right way?

Where you gonna be tonight

'cause i won't stay too long?

Maybe you're the light for me

When you talk to me it strikes me

Won't somebody help me
'cause i don't feel too strong?

Was it something that i said was it something that i did

Or the combination of both that did me end?

You know i'm hoping you'll sing along

Though it's not your favorite song

Don't wanna be the wind

There's nothing left to say

You know that some of us spin again

And when you do you need a friend

Don't wanna be the wind

There's nothing left for me

And i hate the thought of finally being erased

Baby that's the best of me

Everything's behind you

But the hopeless stands besides you

Living in the moment

Have i wasted all your time?

Was it something that i said was it something that i did

Or the combination of both that did me end?

You know i'm hoping you'll sing along

Though it's not your favorite song

Don't wanna be the wind

There's nothing left to say

You know that some of us spin again

And when you do you need a friend
Don't wanna be the wind

There's nothing left for me

And i hate the thought finally being erased

But baby that's the best of me yeah

Baby that's the best of me

You know i'm hoping you'll sing along

Though it's not your favorite song

Don't wanna be the wind

There's nothing left to say

You know that some of us spin again

And when you do you need a friend

Don't wanna be the wind

There's nothing left for me

And i hate the thought finally being erased

Baby that's the best of me

oh, oh, i just remembered something -- after effects of alcohol: The more Orange drinks, the more suspicious she becomes. The more jackfruit drinks, the happier she gets! The more i drink, the quieter i become! Odd trio drinking.

What Happened To All The Humanitarians?

2010-09-01T16:55:00.003+08:00

i once told my peers i'd shave my head if i can raise RM50, 000 for charity.

i wasn't kidding.

p/s: note the tag.

September / October Moment

2010-08-30T00:51:00.003+08:00

message by sarah to me.

Finally, A Breather.

2010-08-24T17:35:00.003+08:00

Cheerio.

I am superbly happy right now, nothing you can say or do is going to change my mood. Sure, i was feeling rather apathetic about most things previously. No no, scratch that. I'm still feeling rather apathetic! Sort of deluded in my own little world, smiling to myself silly. *wide grin*

Still, there's one thing left to worry - I need the perfect LBD!

Actually, that's hardly anything to worry about. =)

with this, i bid you, adieu!

And I Wonder If I Ever Cross Your Mind, For Me It Happens All The Time

2010-08-19T10:09:00.004+08:00

I once pinned two songs on you.

Every time i listen to Ryan Cabrera's True and Wayne Wonder's Hold Me Now, i think about you. It's been 5 years.

How are you holding up?

Shots!

2010-08-16T22:13:00.001+08:00

Me: Daddy, i'm not getting married. I'm going to stay with you forever!

SY: Oh God. Why me?

!@#$%^&*()

***

3 months ago...

SY: You want a credit card? I'll supp one for you. But you can only use it during emergencies.

Me: Oh dad. You know, when i go to the mall, i see something i really like, that's an emergency. Imagine 10 of that.

SY: No credit card for you.

3 months later...

Me: Hmm. Remember the credit card you offered me? =D Daddy, can you supp me a credit card please?

SY: *hold's chest* huh hah (breathing difficulties).

!@#$%^%&*(*)(!@#$%^&*(()

***

Takes tissue for SY.

Me: What would you do without me?!

SY: I could've bought 100 ferrari's by now.

!@#$%^&*())(*&^%$#@!!@#$%$%^&*()

***

Me: You know. I've put on weight. I'm gonna go on a diet.

SY: Famous last words.

!@#$%^&*())(*&^%$#@!!@#$%^&*())(*&^%$#@!

sigh.

I'm Innocent!

2010-08-14T14:07:00.004+08:00

Mojo came back from her 1 month trip to Japan. Short convo.

Mojo: Did you guys see Hachiko's photo?

Scooby: Nope.

Mojo: You guys never even take the initiative to click on my Japan photos! And to think I went to Shibuya and took a photo of Hachiko!

Me: Next time, even if didn't see also say we've seen it already, okay!

Scooby: Noted.

Later...

*Scooby, whilst admiring sunflowers*

Mojo: When i was in Japan, i went to a field of sunflowers and took a picture of it.

Scooby: Yeahhh. I saw it in fb.

Mojo: !@#$%^&*())(*&^%$#! I HAVEN'T EVEN POSTED IT ON FB!

uh oh.

OHHHH NOOOOOO

2010-08-08T23:22:00.000+08:00

A: Was that a jacuzi? Was it hot?

*ignores*

A: WAS that a jacuzi? Was it hot??

*ignores*

A, sticking closer to me: WAS THAT A JACUZI? WAS IT HOT?

*pulls out imaginary shovel, digs a hole in the ground, puts head inside*

PLEASEEEE! SHOOT ME ALREADY!

Alejandro

2010-06-13T21:58:00.005+08:00

Since my big bang couple of years back, i have lost the necessary knowledge to drive. As you should know, back then, if i accelerated a little more, i would need to go to a psychologist or attend overcome-your-paranoia classes because it would hit on my door and i'd be extremely traumatized. Put aside the fact that i'm sort of driving again but still very afraid and delusional that some car may just run into mine. touch wood.

I was in the hospital for the last two nights, yes, once again, i've been busy. So, there's this girl who was admitted in the next ward. For the whole night, she kept screaming and yelling. I gathered, from the nurses that she is 14, she met an accident and is confused (okay, mojo obtained that information). so SY shared some driving tips with me. and mojo was there.

SY: You see, i have this sixth sense that enables me to feel if there is a car or a motorcycle in my blind spot.

Mojo: The only person who has sixth sense in our family is duyun and she sees dead people.

I can tell you. the mojo is... sigh.

Yoohoo. Excuse Me. Taxiiiiii!

2010-06-06T22:12:00.006+08:00

I would say i have my fair share of taxi drivers in Malaysia. Expensive is one thing, putting myself in danger is another.

Cabs in Malaysia can accommodate up to 4 passengers, by law. That day, after class 4 of my friends and i decided to go to One Utama to catch a movie and some BBQ Plaza. Alvin, the only boy in the group hailed a cab and asked if all of us could fit into one cab. Seeing that our destination was only 10 mins away and students being students, there wasn't really any need to spend that extra couple of bucks. But the cab driver said no.

I laughed at him, telling him he had a face problem and that he should fix it. He glared at me and demanded i have a go at it. I know he was going to spit my words back at me if i ever declined or failed. So, i told them to stand at the side, pretending they didn't know me. They did as they were told. When a cab came, i opened the door and told the driver i wanted to go to One Utama.

The driver said okay. Then, i put on my half-smile-half-pleading face and told him there were the five of us. To Alvin's surprise, the cabbie said no problem. Hah! Pays to be a girl.

(But please don't try this - there's a reason the law says only four people are allowed in a cab.)

Although not always.

In another situation, my guy friend and i wanted to go catch a movie. The cab that i stopped had an Indonesian driver (i recognized his nationality from his accent). As the taxi left for our destination, we noticed he didn't have any identification on the panel. He also had shaky hands and a skinny frame.

I conversed with my friend in Mandarin (i could already speak Mandarin at that time) telling him that our cabbie seems unsafe. Luckily, my friend was quite big and could put up a fight anytime. If i had been alone, i don't know what unfortunate incidents would've occurred.

Sigh. I know i am quite long winded sometimes -- I gave two stories and then come to my point.

I read in the papers the other day about five girls who were taken by a cabbie to his house where he raped them AND filmed the whole process. These girls were aged 15 - 17. Now, being that young, they would of course be afraid to come to the authorities. I felt sorry for them. They were in the wrong place at the wrong time. But who could blame them when these bastards are preying on them?

I just want to state that as a girl, if you have been forced into sexual intercourse, it's crucial that you go to the authorities. For one, you'd want revenge. The scum has taken your virtue and you'd leave him roaming in the streets? Remorse would be the last thing he would ever think of. It may take up a lot of guts to come forth, you may feel embarrassed and hurt, but these bastards need to be educated.

As a citizen, i petition that convicted rapists be castrated.

Some may be of the opinion that it's harsh. Then again, have you ever considered that the next victim could possibly be someone you know, care and love?

Go Shortie, It's Your Birthday. We Gonna Party, Like It's Your Birthday

2010-06-03T00:00:00.002+08:00

it's june 2, 2010. and it's bao's birthday.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY BAO!

teasing people about getting older doesn't really make me get any younger. but it's okay. there's still almost a million years till i age again. so...

right. i'll come back with a proper post soon. me pwomish.

Karma Bites.

2010-05-31T18:37:00.003+08:00

I once had a friend whom i went out with. It wasn't intentional, me going out with her. Let's just say, there was a birthday party and we somehow ended up together. I don't hate her, nor do i really like her. She easily took sides where she gets the most attention. I would label people like that as... fickle - on sunny days. On rainy days, i call them, the rat which must be exterminated IMMEDIATELY.

But like i said. i don't hate her.

So anw, the story is this. In my town, we have this shop (in a mall) that sells girly things. Cheap hairbands, rubberbands etc etc. But hey, they're not dirt cheap, but quite cheap, all things considered. Once, i wanted to walk into the shop with her (seeing that both of us were together). She stopped, at the entrance and said:

"I'm not going in. I'll wait for you elsewhere."

Maybe that shop isn't up to her standards. But i never understood back then. She was never from an extremely wealthy family to begin with. I came up with a personal conclusion that one of the 'cooler' gangs must've said that shop was for losers. But my conclusion was never really affirmed.

I was 14 back then. And at that time, i have never feared watching movies or having meals alone. It just wasn't awkward to me. People, well, petty little girls, would come up to me and say,

"I don't want to eat alone and i cannot watch movie alone. It's too embarrassing and i will look pitiful."

It's because of that line that i really pity that particular person. She has a knack for dependency, to rely on someone, all the time. I don't look up to people like that. I don't think i ever will. I rarely speak to her anymore, in fact, i'm really trying my best not to. And i have succeeded. So far.

So, dependency is an element i cannot stand. The only problem is...

Me: i'm going to Coffee Bean at 1100 hours.

Mother: Oh? Who're you going with?

Me: Um... me, myself? Alone?

Mother: You'll look like an idiot.

Idea Competition

2010-05-29T12:08:00.006+08:00

I'm not that much of a religious blogger, sorreh. 'Busy' is my best excuse, i mean, have you ever seen me use any other excuses other than 'sorry, i buseh!' no, right? Ahhh. i'm gonna come up with something soon.

But yes, i've been working for the past week. Well, Thursday doesn't count because i followed SY to KL. =D Where i extorted a fabulous Japanese meal out of him and a whole NEW set of books. Yes, i'm reading now. Much thanks to the very prominent characters in my life.

Anw, i've been meaning to blog about this, but every time, this whole new idea comes up and says:

See the dilemma i'm in??

Anw, here goes:

Back when i was 17, Sarah was a popular blogger. Bloggers knew her, she knew bloggers. So, one day, when we were at home after taking a stroll (can hardly call it a stroll, but that's what it is) in Jusco, this dude posts up a comment on Sarah's (then) blog:

"Hi. Saw you and duyun in Jusco today."

AND THERE IT WAS! THE SIGN!!! WE'RE FAMOUS!!!!!! People recognize us!!!

Yes, we ~~were~~ ~~are~~ were quite delusional.

tahs.

p/s: i had lamb last night. i love lamb! I LOVE LAMB. I LOOOOOOOOOVEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE LAMB!!! Feed me pleashhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. =(

p/p/s: fi, i owe you my birthday meal. See. i don't forget. =)

Mooveh!

2010-05-23T02:00:00.008+08:00

Dear all. I'm blogging because fiona (who's been spitting my words back at me, when i said: you didn't blog. it's in one of the comment boxes. you can go take a look) asked me to. So here goes.

The Blind Side.

Just last night, i watched this movie. This is where Sandra Bullock bagged her first Oscar award (i stand corrected).

This story basically tells you about this poor boy, who was neglected and homeless, and Mrs Tuohy, a successful woman helped him rise. I'm not a good enough narrator. You! Go watch. I thought the story was marvellous, and i'm glad that boy has now turned into a real football star. The part i remember most in this movie is...

Mrs Tuohy sending Michael Oher to college: ... and if you get any girl pregnant out of wedlock, i will crawl into my car, drive down here and cut off your penis.

S.J. (Sean Junior): She means it.

The movie was touching. And i loved every minute of it. i pretty much think Sandra Bullock deserves this (because i like her), but S.Y. thinks Cameron Diaz deserved it more in My Sister's Keeper (maybe she does). All in all, have a great time watching this. Inspirational, i say!

It's at least better than Precious. -.-

My ratings: 7/10.

love lots.

Edited to add:

A Fine Frenzy - Goodbye My Almost Lover

Your fingertips across my skin

The palm trees swaying in the wind

Images

You sang me Spanish lullabies

The sweetest sadness in your eyes

Clever trick

I never want to see you unhappy

I thought you'd want the same for me

Goodbye, my almost lover

Goodbye, my hopeless dream

I'm trying not to think about you

Can't you just let me be?

So long, my luckless romance

My back is turned on you

Should've known you'd bring me heartache

Almost lovers always do

We walked along a crowded street

You took my hand and danced with me

Images

And when you left you kissed my lips

You told me you would never let forget these images, no

I never want to see you unhappy

I thought you'd want the same for me

Goodbye, my almost lover

Goodbye, my hopeless dream

I'm trying not to think about you

Can't you just let me be?

So long, my luckless romance

My back is turned on you

Should've known you'd bring me heartache

Almost lovers always do

I cannot go to the ocean

I cannot drive the streets at night

I cannot wake up in the morning

Without you on my mind

So you're gone and I'm haunted

And I bet you are just fine

Did I make it that easy

To walk right in and out of my life?

Goodbye, my almost lover

Goodbye, my hopeless dream

I'm trying not to think about you

Can't you just let me be?

So long, my luckless romance

My back is turned on you

Should've known you'd bring me heartache

Almost lovers always do

***

With the adrenaline pumping in my veins, i realized this is not what i signed up for. My hands began to shake, I yearned to get off. I struggled to search for the leather bands, marked X across my torso, strapping on to me so hard.

As i found them, i reached for them.

i cannot breathe, i cannot untie myself. i cannot move.

Lapsing into tears of frustration, i scrambled my pockets for a pair of scissors, a knife, anything sharp to release myself. Holding it tightly and determinedly, i slashed it over and over again, but to no avail. Giving up, I watched as the fierce wound left droplets of my favourite shade of red.

And suddenly, the roller coaster comes to a halt. The beginning of the end of my release.

As my brain registers what was going on, i breathed a sigh of relief. i patiently wait for the attendant to unbuckle me. It's finally over. i got off. i ran. harder. faster. away from it all. i vowed. never to turn back, never to look back.

The last drop of snow has now melted. my running has slowed to a jog and finally, a relaxed walk. My knees were numb. The wound has almost healed now.

When i looked up again in summer, i saw the roller coaster. Conveniently angling my head to lose sightings of the scar, i hopped on. Suffocation memories that i had the first time, has now been disposed of. Climbing on, i buckled myself nice and tight. Turning left, i watched you smiling by my side whilst taking my hand.

And here we go again. our roller coaster ride.

Take Two

2010-05-21T09:08:00.003+08:00

My laptop's trashed, i'm watching this crappy singaporean movie on Celestial movies. Can my life get any more boring? (rhetorical question, don't make yourself look like an idiot by replying to your screen)

Back to my superbly boring life.

SARAH!!! COME BACK ALREADY!!!

No wait, i have FEEYONAR here. =)

I AM...

2010-05-16T23:31:00.003+08:00

...CONTEMPLATING WITH THE HEALTH FREAK IN ME.

Should i or shouldn't i join the Starwalk 2010?

Pros:

1. I have to get up early morning to practice.

2. I will be healthier.

3. I will get good and yummy and fit-for-a-King-like breakfast and start my days at normal times.

4. I will be slimmer.

5. I will be able to ooze on hot macho boys in the park.

Cons:

1. But i'm lazy.

2. But i'm lazyyyyy.

3. But i'm lazyyyyyyyyyy.

4. But i'm lazyyyyyyyyyyyyyy.

5. Butttttt i'mmmmmm lazzzyyyyyyyyyy.

6. Butttttttttttttttttttttt i'mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm lazyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy.

7. Lazy. =(

More cons than pros. Cons win. hands down.

Errrr.... Huh???

2010-05-14T11:31:00.000+08:00

It's almost a month and i still have no real material to blog. I don't know, maybe blogging isn't really my thing.

I remember i gave him full permission to date other girls on condition that i have no knowledge whatsoever about it. We're only 22 years old. If ever, come a day when i'm going to marry (HA HA) a guy i've been dating since i was 18, i suppose i don't want him to regret that he's never seen the world and as a result, cheat on me.

Some have countered me before, telling me,

"well, if you are well-suited for each other, you wouldn't do or say things like that."

To that person, i replied,

"remember that on the day you're getting a divorce."

I wonder why she never spoke to me anymore.

duyun.

p/s: ho ho, after reading this post, sarah must be thinking with that 'phuh' look on her face: "Really? You really wonder why that girl doesn't speak to you anymore???"

What Is The Last Wonder?

2010-05-12T21:20:00.003+08:00

So sarah asked me to blog because she "visits my blog 100 times a day" to see if i've blogged or not. Well woman, here you are!

Today, mother asked me a mind baffling question. Baffling because i googled, yahooed, wikied and scrambled my oh-so-messy brain and still couldn't find the answer!

"What are the 7 wonders of the world?"

The most i could list down was:

1. The Pyramids of Giza.

2. The Great Wall of China.

3. The Hanging Gardens of Babylon.

4. The Roman Colloseum.

5. The Taj Mahal in India.

6. Angkor Wat.

WHAT THE HELL IS NUMBER SEVEN????!!!!!!!!

Is it The Leaning Tower of Pisa? or is it The Eiffel Tower? I don't think it's The Eiffel Tower because that was constructed in the 20th century. So here. Mind baffling.

Mini Soap

2010-04-24T13:04:00.004+08:00

It's almost a month since he left. A bird told me that things have been going well for him. The quarreling's reduced, so has all the conversational pieces and the emotional outflows. The last i spoke to him, i realized how much he's grown, in the tiny speck of a time. He's becoming the man i have always foreseen him to be.

Not that it's a bad thing. But strange though, i always thought he would remain in that little tiny well, where the sky is only THIS big. Now he's out of the well. He can duck under a tree when it rains. He can enjoy a beautiful summer day properly, coming in and out as he pleases, happy little punk!

This is his time to soar, i have put him at the edge of the cliff.

So if he ever falls, i'll be at the bottom to catch him.

Cat Stevens - Leavin' On A Jet Plane

2010-03-27T02:56:00.004+08:00

All my bags are packed I'm ready to go
I'm standin' here outside your door
I hate to wake you up to say goodbye
But the dawn is breakin' it's early morn
The taxi's waitin' he's blowin' his horn
Already I'm so lonesome I could die

So kiss me and smile for me
Tell me that you'll wait for me
Hold me like you'll never let me go
Cause I'm leavin' on a jet plane
Don't know when I'll be back again
Oh babe, I hate to go

There's so many times I've let you down
So many times I've played around
I tell you now, they don't mean a thing
Every place I go, I'll think of you
Every song I sing, I'll sing for you
When I come back, I'll bring your wedding ring

So kiss me and smile for me
Tell me that you'll wait for me
Hold me like you'll never let me go
Cause I'm leavin' on a jet plane
Don't know when I'll be back again
Oh babe, I hate to go

Now the time has come to leave you
One more time let me kiss you
Close your eyes I'll be on my way
Dream about the days to come
When I won't have to leave alone
About the times, I won't have to say

So kiss me and smile for me
Tell me that you'll wait for me
Hold me like you'll never let me go
Cause I'm leavin' on a jet plane
Don't know when I'll be back again
Oh baby, I hate to go

Cause I'm leavin' on a jet plane
Don't know when I'll be back again
Oh babe, I hate to go

***

It has come and gone -- the time where a separation is inevitable. I have done so many separations, i get the idea i'm a professional at doing it. So far, my self proclaimed brilliant analysis is standing in what people would perceive as 'under the correct light'.

Well, until i break down apparently. But no signs of that coming soon. So i'm good. I'm soooo suave. I'm your new mamacita! ooolala.

***

A happier note:

WOW! IT'S BEEN THREE YEARS!

well, in a few days to come. i'm posting this in advance because i won't be online on that particular day.

It's never been easy with you. Not in the first year. Most certainly not in the second. You were never one to parade your affections. Heck, you still never do! You don't call me on my birthday (yes, i will make you eternally regretful about this), you don't make an effort on Valentines, and argue with me about almost EVERYTHING!

Then again, i still wish you all the best. Thanks for making everyday Valentines day. =) Happy three years! -- this doesn't quite combine with the short text above. there's a lot missing. but if you understand, well... you understand.

loves!

Sarah. The Belerah.

2010-02-21T17:17:00.004+08:00

I have always foreseen that my bestie, Sarah would be a brain surgeon.

To ask her to be a heart surgeon would utterly be an insult to her genius (okay, maybe more of a preference)! That's because i saw a picture of a brain in a jar, as her laptop's background photo. -.-

What more to ask her to be a plastic surgeon. She'd been complaining and complaining about how Paris Hilton fixed this and that and how she thinks it's a pathetic attempt to look shockingly stupid for the rest of her (Paris') life when i mistook Paris for Charlize Theron (the actress i think has a massive amount of class, beauty and elegance). In any case, i agree with her.

I know Sarah won't be a gynae. Hahahahaha! I could imagine that face when she sees the baby she takes out. So yes, i've decided for her - brain surgeon / neurosurgeon.

Sorry, this is just a random post. I just finished texting with her. And the not-talking-to-her-for-so-long was stupid, but irrevocable. Arguments paste a little more affections on your soul and you finally come to realize, *quote zipau* why we're best friends in the first place.

And i'm not just saying when i said, i miss you. Pathetically (on my part, with tears welled up in my eyes), i do miss you.

Updated

2010-02-19T17:40:00.007+08:00

Sorry. I am too damn lazy to post up the follow ups of the Genting trip. Editing photos have got me lazy enough. Plus, there's nothing much to look at in the second day. Except that we went gambling again. And theme park. Which is getting too darn boring.

So yes, a little update. CNY was alright. Busy busy busy, tired tired tired. And whoa! She survives. Pre CNY, SY took us to a fancy restaurant in town where they serve reasonably tasty food. Don't know if you've heard of it -- Brewster. Located in the smack middle of old town, Ipoh. And that was when he took out his fancy new toy. Some Pen 2 or whatever.

It's a DSLR, just in case you're a bit too blur for my liking. And i've been playing with it since. =) I almost called it mine, but i'm sure he won't let me take it to KL. The thief in me is screaming to get out, for the moment. Ngeh!

I'm sure you've noticed some previous posts -- here and here. And now that they're over, this is embarrassing to post, but since the most of Facebook has seen it, and to show how sincerely apologetic i currently am, i permitted sarah to post it up on her private blog.

Okay. i'll post it again here. Although it's mightily infesting my ego, i will STILL go ahead with it.

i don't know if i should say this in public... BUT

before you get offended with my first line (i'm always bad in introductory paragraphs), i guess i should just go ahead and say what i wanna say.

well, i miss you. i have posted up this post (in you know where) directing to you, hoping you'd call and i am truly, truly sorry. you know how bad am i with apologies and i'm sure you can imagine how much i'm blushing right now, with all that hair on my body standing -- i'm almost like calvin, on the head hair part, well, except the length.

been praying hard for you to call and was a little disappointed when i saw you comment on a photo of our class, and not my own personal photo.

but yes, as i was saying, i miss you. how many times have i said that?

i'm kinda losing weight. i guess it's because you're not talking to me. okay. i think that's a lie. but yes, i'm really losing weight because i'm insomniac and encountering this massive loss of appetite -- what do you call that? errr... dieting? i'm losing my mind. =( anw. i miss you.

p/s: reply to my message inbox. there's only that less-than-an-ounce of ego left in me. and please understand the amount of courage i took to click the word 'share'. so yes, i REALLY REALLY DO miss you. **blush again. and prolly tearing. =(

p/p/s: would appreciate it if you save this message somewhere else and delete it. or not. cos it's darn embarrassing for me. i mean, have you ever seen me type such a message before? gahhhh. i should stop. okay. bye. reply k.

oh God. the world is going to see this. **runs and hides.
alrighty. tah! (runs and hibernates for the whole season -- when i say season, i meant when this whole thing is over)

p/s: HAPPY CNY!!!!!

from me to you!

Come Back To Me, Please?

2010-02-08T02:09:00.005+08:00

Hello.

How are you.

I just came to tell you that i've missed you.

And it wounds my ego to not hear you say it back.

That's probably why i never called or attempted to contact you.

Although I typed several messages, i left them in the draft box.

Please call. Tell me you're well. I cried myself to sleep rethinking about things.

I really, really, really, REALLY miss you. It's been too long.

I'm Still Breathing!

2009-12-27T15:39:00.004+08:00

Guten tag (?sp).

Ah yes. The melodious serenade of them christmas carols. I'm approximately 2(?) days behind? And roughly a month behind in updates. Hey hey, don't blame me. I'm innocent. It's the internet that's lagging like mad. Honest. *draws invisible halo above head* I tried blogging using my phone and internet by Starbucks but er... it's really slow. Then again! I fixed my home's internet! Kudos to me. =D

So... Christmas is over. I've done nothing but laze around in the sweet comforts of my bed. Alone. The New Year is coming! I supposedly should have drawn up a list of all my new year resolutions, but uh... yes, supposedly. =( I have so many things i haven't done!!! ROAR!

For instance, i'm not even quarter prepared for the student ball, let alone half prepared. I haven't even picked out my outfit! I haven't bought Fiona a luncheon in conjunction with my 21st birthday. I really owe her on that one. The only one thing i've done for the student ball is... AHAH! i got a date?? Right. BIG. surprise.

But yes, there's a list of nuts that i haven't done. Hence, the absence in the blogosphere. How can i blog when i have so many unfinished business-es? *sighs out loud* =( But this post, per the title is, or, should be self explanatory.

p/s: no p/s. too busy slapping myself with make up. I have a dinner tonight. Busy busy. bye!

To girls who HAVE men.

2009-11-24T15:13:00.003+08:00

To those who don't or never did have one.... um... not to worry. Just click Alt + F4 and you'll be fine. ;)

"A smart girl will show her man, not how much she can't live without him, but how much he can't live without her." - duyun

2009-11-22T12:43:00.002+08:00

i mentioned once that i won't mull over this matter anymore. But my heart is itching to get it all out.

You see, i tried. It's tiring. I gave myself hope to rekindle us when i called. To clarify things because we never used to keep things from one another.

Times have changed, we grow up and i won't ask forgiveness for the second time. Friends understand and will be there for you when you need them. But all along, i've been the fool being there for friends. And when i finally need them, they either go running to their boyfriends, claim i don't know what friendship really means or put me in a position where i have been so tired trying to say i'm sorry.

I have been wrong before this. But up until this point, i'm not so sure anymore. I saved you a seat for my graduation, so you can witness me - from when i was on the outskirts of life, to a position where i'm on my way to placing myself in the world. I really wanted you to be there to see me. To be proud of me. And most importantly, to tell me how we're gonna make it.

As of now, i suppose i have decided. I've always memorised your number, but today is the day i will make the biggest break. The first step is done. Your number is no longer physically on my phone book. The last and final step would be to remove every possible memory, which isn't difficult considering the heartbreaks i've encountered.

I picked up them pieces, smiled, put them into the bin. Deep breath altogether now! Hah! it's over.

A new day awaits. A day where i don't have to think about how to be there for you anymore.

As of now, i am going to think about how to be there for myself. =)

2009-11-13T13:17:00.002+08:00

i am now sitting in a place watching passersby leading their very hectic lives while thinking about the story she told us in class the other day.

Story time.

Since she's been really busy with everything, she's been neglecting her best friend. So her best friend text-ed her, "WHY YOU SO MANY DAYS NEVER MESSAGE ME?" And it's just for TWO DAYS!

So, here goes.

"WHY YOU SO MANY DAYS NEVER TEXT ME??! IT'S BEEN 64 DAYS AND COUNTING!"

Me Craves!

2009-11-08T12:34:00.003+08:00

i'm having this insane craving for Chillis' bacon beef burger (or something like that). I love the bacon part. Is it beef because Chillis is 'halal' right? CHEW CHEW! KAP KAP KAP! Yummy burger.

gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh! thank God my fetish for Krispy Kreme and Sushi Zanmai has gone away. Then again, i still fill myself with such food and make me sick-till-the-point-i-puke because... well. because.

bye.

And This Is What We've Become.

2009-10-22T02:10:00.003+08:00

Today, i looked at those teeny weeny pieces.

I picked them up in tears.

I sliced myself with many a blunt edge.

I stood up, double checking to see if i've left any shreds behind.

I saw two tiny words, once attached together.

No matter how strong a glue, it will never be put together again.

And then it hit me.

With both arms so fully wrapped up, I masochistically swept my wet cheek with my shoulder. one on each side.

I dropped the rest of them, held my head up high, and marched forward.

Never again will i shed any light on this matter. Never again will i reminisce. Never again will i glance at this subject. Never again with much possible avoidance. Never again.

We all change. We all grow up. We all phase.

I am now the girl i once feared.

What Happened To Us?

2009-10-18T22:37:00.004+08:00

oh God. i didn't see it until i saw it.

Today, is not as cheerful as i hoped it'd be.

Today, i am counting the seconds with high hopes it would just GO AWAY.

Today, i realized that little things others do can convince you to look their way.

Today, it hit me that you seem to be able to fly away without notice.

Sorry, i don't think i can forgive what she has done to me. It was too much and it was continuous for a period of time. You have something that she wants. This time around, i won't stop you because you've made it clear to me which path you have chosen. I have always been true to you and i tried getting you out but you have refused me.

I am not going to pretend it's going to be okay because i'm incapable of acting at this point and if there's friendship between us, i would choose not to fake it. You're the only person i'm ever true to and that is not going to change.

A few more truckload of tears and i am on my way.

p/s: right now, i'm probably feeling a lot worse than you ever did. I can only take one more blow before i let you go. So give it to me.

Random Thoughts

2009-10-09T15:50:00.003+08:00

I used to like the sound of my shoes tapping itself onto sand as i walk.

I wonder why i don't anymore.

La la la la la la Happy Tree!

2009-09-22T17:36:00.001+08:00

Roar. I am at the mercy of this building situated next to where i live. I am stealing their line. But on and off, ie every 3 minutes or so, the line disconnects. So, is this called a conditional crime? -- they let me steal every three minutes. Errr. Excuse me Lord Denning, is there such a thing?

Okay. To the more serious issue we go.

It is of late that my feelings are everchanging. As such, i don't express anymore! I am so proud of myself for being so discreet now. I'm your new champion. Yet again. Sometimes, i'm quite shocked at myself for not knowing how to admit fault, which should come as an enormous surprise. Not convinced? Yeah well, neither am i.

Let's see. What could make me happy? To be alone. Alone and alone and alone. Far away from any possible human interaction. Dogs could make me happy. Yay. Fun sized pupps. Roar. No pets where i stay. I'm gonna adopt... a rock! No need to feed, no need to walk, no need to train. And very kiiiiiut as well!

Har har har. imagine feeding a rock. Here rock, eat sand! Come rock, let's go for a jog. Heyyy rockkkk. Sitttt. Clever rock. Here's a treat. More sand. Har har har.

I'm an idiot.

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2009-09-04T23:18:00.001+08:00

At first, i intended for a nice funny finale post. But i'm too busy to settle everything else. I will be back next year. Or when i find some time.

bye.

Your DC Hero-ine

2009-08-24T23:00:00.007+08:00

Today, my paranoid self has left me. I'spose it's just for today. Because today, i met up with my bestie and bumped into zaza there. AND had a good half hour chat with her. One of the many reasons i'm leaving my stupid creepers-up-my-jitters feeling behind. But anw. A snippet of conversation i had with Mrs. D.

I walked into mom's room before leaving to see sarah.

Me: Mumm (pronounce it the way you read it). I want to be superman.
Mrs D: Hahaha. How?

She looks up at me.

Mrs D: Ohhhh. Hahahahaha.

Don't pray pray. I am ~~superman~~ supergirl!

Another snippet of conversation i had with my bestie before and after spotting the BBB** item she just got.

Before.

Sarah: Oh, btw, i just got this BBB.

Me: Oh. Okay.

After.

Me: OMG! YOU HAVE THIS! YOU! WHERE DID YOU GET THIS BBB???

Sarah: Haha.

Me: This is the BBB i wanted! And you have it! We must take a picture with BBB!

*snap*

Sarah: You know, this is the first genuine smile i've seen on your face after so long...

-.- i always smile genuinely wadddd (what).

**code for, i cannot tell you what it is.

love,
duyun.

p/s: and i'm back to that shitty shitty bang bang feeling again. ahhhhHHHHHHH!

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2009-08-18T14:30:00.004+08:00

It is raining today. Storm's coming in. I am comfortably relaxing on my bed.

Bye.

sorry. nothing interesting going on lately and i have no particular thoughts to share.

Krispy Kremilla On The Loose!

2009-08-15T01:14:00.006+08:00

GIVE ME THEM KRISPY KREMES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!11111111111oneoneone.

Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls,

Sila jangan kamu memakan itu Krispy Kreme (don't eat that Krispy Kreme). It is highly addictive. Give them to me, since i'm already ketagihan (addicted) to Krispy Kreme. I will suffer for you!

i just realized the cure to insomnia is sleep!!! Eureka. I'm alberta einsteina lee now. woohoo! meet your new genius.

help. i'm sleep deprived.

Carpe Diem

2009-08-12T16:46:00.000+08:00

Wow. It's 11th of August already. I'm going to talk about three random things today -- my blog, Krispy Kreme and Jacob Black. This post is going to be boring. Don't say i didn't warn you.

1. My Blog

Sorry for the unannounced hiatus. I know some people who might like my blog (okay, fine. i shall rephrase). I know some people who might want to know what i've been up to and what i'm currently doing because they have this never ending infatuation for me and hope to bump into me some day (okay, fine, i shall rephrase again). I know some people... Ah HECK. go figure, since you keep coming back.

I know that you wake up, thinking, "oh, let's pay duyunism a visit today, eh?"

Then, as you switch on your laptop/pc, you gulp, praying for an update, awaiting to read my downfall as i can be such a bitch sometimes. And as you wait patiently for the screen to load, you have a spasm attack, refreshing the page over and over again, confirming you are at the correct site as you see no update! And then, faint and foam at the mouth from dissapointment.

That's exactly how i feel when i arrive at Elaine's blog. Bitch never updates! Roar. Oh wait. She updated today. *rewinds spasm attack*

2. Krispy Kreme

As of this moment, this PARTICULAR MOMENT, i crave - Krispy Kreme, Sushi Zanmai, Pasta Zanmai, KFC, McD's, Esquire Kitchen, Chilis and BBQ Plaza. Not so much on Paddington House of Pancakes or Murni's. Lucky me. =D

Yes, wipe your smily faces off your screens. You can put on a sweat (-.-) face right now. I am ironical at times. But really, can anyone please teach me how to HATE Original Glazed Krispy Kreme doughnuts?

I woke up one morning, took the monorail towards Imbi station, got off there, rushed towards Krispy Kreme and walked coolly into the outlet. Then, i patiently waited in line and as my turn approaches, i smiled and gave them my order. It is unbelievable how close my teeth are to my darling Krispy Kremes.

Looking at them, i salivated, really licking off my lips as my right hand comprehends, bringing that delightful food towards my mouth. As i took my very first bite, i died and went to food heaven. In my head, i am slapping myself silly - i am not alive. this is not real. Oh but it is. It's so real.

I eat Krispy Kreme. I drink Krispy Kreme. I dream Krispy Kreme.

I. Krispy Kreme.

3. Jacob Black -- Taylor Lautner

About a year ago, Sarah lent me her series of Twilight. I am currently onto my last book. My growing infatuation is upon Jacob Black, not Edward. I am team Jacob Black. And when i return the books, Sarah would ask me why her books are wet. The answer is simple. I drooled. Really, how can you not? Just. Look. At. Him.

He may be 4 years younger than me and the only younger guy that i have this huge crush on. So, when i go to sleep at night, hugging my pillow, i'll pretend that i'm in Antartica, in a tent, hugging Jacob Black. Wait, that ain't right. He was hugging Bella. Not Bella hugging him. Wokay. I'm starting to sound pathetic.

I am off to finish the last book. tata now.

duyun.

p/s: I told Mrs. D that if she's not going to keep him after he's all well, she shouldn't name him. His name is now Hero. Mrs. D protested when Mojo wanted to call him Blackie. Already his luck is bad enough, why give him such a name. But just when i was in KL, Hero left for his next life. I don't want to elaborate any further. This feeling sucks.

As I Think of the Title, I Wear A Constipated Face

2009-08-03T19:45:00.004+08:00

Karen Souza - Creep

When you were here before
Couldn't look you in the eye
You're just like an angel
Your skin makes me cry

You float like a feather
In a beautiful world
I wish I was special
You're so very special

But I'm a creep
And I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doin' here
I don't belong here

I don't care if it hurts
I wanna have control
I want a perfect body
I want a perfect soul

I want you to notice
When I'm not around
You're so very special
I wish I was special

But I'm a creep
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doin' here
I don't belong here, ohhhh, ohhhh

She's running out again
She's running
She runs runs runs runs
Runs

Whatever makes you happy
Whatever you want
You're so very special
I wish I was special

But I'm a creep
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doin' here
I don't belong here

I don't belong here

***

Perception is subjective. I am subjective. The thought currently linking to perception: melancholy.

That feeling. You know, the one that gives people a tinge of sore in your soul. The feeling others would perceive as... pain.

Question is, can you blame such an emotion for being in existence? Hold someone responsible. It will never abscond. It takes time. Makes you think the hourglass holds a grudge against you, eh?

Listen to the song. Don't think 'boring'. Understand the song. If you have, ever, at all, been in such a position, you would surely recognize this feeling. that, i promise.

love always,
puiyun

p/s: i just threw 28 months and 4 days down the drain. i hope i don't look over my shoulder. but who wants to let go of -- habit?

Get Your Butt Back!

2009-08-01T13:16:00.004+08:00

I know i shouldn't be saying mean and / or hurtful things today. So...

I won't.

To my bestie for 7 years, HAPPY BIRTHDAY.

Sorreh. There are no pictures of her that you've not seen before.

You can click here or here.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY SARAH.

CHEERS TO BEING 21!

p/s: no surprise birthday party for you because you're in THE LAND OF THE ECONOMIC DOWNFALL.

Fucked Up Dog Owners & Karaoke Session

2009-07-29T09:01:00.001+08:00

Please please PLEASE don't rear dogs if you don't know how to take care of them. I know how fun sized pupps are horridly in demand right now, but really, DO NOT rear them if you don't know or don't want to take care of them. *inserts annoyed face*

Mrs D found a dog that was in a terrible condition. From his fur, you can definitely tell that he has not been fed well, ie, with top notch food. He has no more teeth and his body was in very very bad shape, not to mention that he's one eye blind.

Will be taking him to the vet to check on his condition and to get him some jabs. We want to open him for adoption but i'm quite worried that people might torture him again. God knows how much has the poor thing went through. To his previous owner, PICK ON SOMEONE YOUR OWN SIZE, ASSHOLE!

So, please. i can never emphasize this enough. If you want to rear a dog, make sure you take care of it. You show a dog you love him / her, they will go all out to love you back -- unlike cats.

Princess may be very naughty at times, but when Mrs D scolds / shouts at me, she barks at Mrs D and then comes to me for a cuddle.

Off to some happier notes.

July 22, 2009 - Karaoke Session @ Eeling's House

The night before eeling invited the whole bunch of us to her place the night before. Apparently, her mom wanted her to stay at home more often, therefore she installed a karaoke system in the lounge. And the bunch of us went to her place for karaoke.

Initially, i was a bit unsure but eeling reminded me of the time i forgot to get her a gift during her 17th birthday, and as a present, i (with my atrocious singing) sang her Carpenter's Close To You. And just like that. I went. Good times i tell you. the good times get me going.

Sarah and i were at Coffee Bean, sorting some things out earlier that day and we had lunch and coffee together. Drove home to avoid the jam and adjourned to eeling's place after.

Carpenter's Close To You - classic, that's why i love it!

L-R : Kate and lammie tan.

L-R : Kate, lam, me, mabel - i know. i look terrible. with those giant thighs. but the rest of them look good and that's enough for me.

blasting my expressions. -.-

L-R : eeling, me, mei yann. the three of us choosing music. we look like stooges, eh?

don't ask. i was 'up there'.

eeling.

mei yann. this woman knows how to sing.

this woman REALLY KNOWS HOW TO SING!!!

eeling and i had a good chat about some private things. she offered advice i could use. and even though she's in melbourne now, she still hasn't given up advicing me on certain matters.

i've got quite a lot of personal shots, aye?

lammie tan - this is my favourite picture. i could turn this into a portrait. plain and natural yet attractive.

L-R: me, sarah -- as if you don't already know.

i need to grab more opportunities to take pictures with her before she goes back to Russia. she was the one who talked me into getting contacts.

L-R upper : mei yann, kate, lammie, mabel

L-R middle : sarah, evon

L-R lower : eeling, joanna

L-R upper : evon, me, eeling, kate

L-R lower : lammie, mabel, mei yann, sarah, joanna

That's kind of all for now. My life is kinda mellow right now. Unfortunate events just don't halt, do they?

Signing off,
duyunZ

Updated:

We found out that his skin was poured on by hot water, it's all full of pus right now. Vet gave some meds and told us to bring him there again on monday. The previous owner should really not rear any dogs anymore as they are definitely UNFIT. If you can't take care of a pet, don't have children.

Back to Yester-year

2009-07-27T00:13:00.002+08:00

I DROVE AFTER ONE YEAR! OMG. I THINK I OD-ED ON PARANOIA.

Mojo and Scooby are now in Malacca. Twerts. -.- and for the gazillionth time, i. am. NOT. jealous.

not jealous that they get to roam the classic streets of Malacca,
not jealous that they get to run around,
not jealous that they get to go for a short holiday.

ABSOLUTELY NOT JEALOUS.

你的妈妈.

***

Har har har. i just blogged this morning, and here i am again. fortunately, it'll come out only 2 days later. =)

I find this song really, really funny. Still laughing. haha. (kudos to Farrah)

Zee Avi - Kantoi

Semalam I call you, you tak answer
You kata you keluar pergi dinner
You kata you keluar dengan kawan you
But when I call Tommy, he said it wasn't true
So I drove my car pergi Damansara
Tommy kata maybe you tengok bola
Tapi bila I sampai you - you tak ada
Lagilah I jadi gila

So I call and call sampai you answer
You kata 'Sorry sayang, tadi tak dengar'
'My phone was on silent - I was at the gym'
Tapi latar belakang suara perempuan lain

Sudahlah sayang I don't believe you
I've always known that your words were never true
Why am I with you - I pun tak tahu
No wonderlah my friends pun tak suka you

So I guess that's the end of our story
Akhir kata, she accepted his apology
Tapi last last kita dapat tahu she was cheating too
With her ex-boyfriend's best friend - Tommy

English translation:

At night, I call you, you dont answer
You said you went out going to dinner
You said you went out with your friend
But when I call Tommy, he said it wasn't true
So I drove my car pergi Damansara (somewhere in KL)
Tommy said maybe you were watching football
But when I arrived, you werent there
Even more, you made me crazy

So I call and call until you answer
You said "Sorry love, just now I didnt hear it"
'My phone was on silent - I was at the gym'
But the background is the noise of another girl

Already (I've had enough) my love I don't believe you
I've always known that your words were never true
Why am I with you - even I dont know
No wonder (lah is malaysian slang) my friends even dont like you

So I guess that's the end of our story
At the end, she accepted his apology
But last last we found out she was cheating too
With her ex-boyfriend's best friend - Tommy

Super funny. =D and yes, the first line of the lyrics was the title to my previous post.

***

July 21st, 2009 - Yum char Session @ Kopitiam, behind Jusco, Ipoh.

Last Monday, i received a message from sarah, telling me that there was going to be a meet up.

message on fb.

I wanted to meet up with the friends, not so much of sarah since she's been ditching me, cancelling on me and neglecting me. hayumph.

Presenting some kaki langs (friends). Don't ask me which class they're in. All i know is that i'm from Lily, and that has the most subjects for Science classes.

Mabel.

Mei Yann

L-R : Evon, Lammie Tan

Surprisingly, Evon is studying law in Help. I really had no idea. Lam's a medic student in Russia, same as that twert Sarah. Bluek.

I thought Sarah and i were late, we arrived a good 1/2 hour later, but guess who else is later than us? Thaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat's right. None other than the

Eeling.

And if you think eeling was late, guess who's later.

Joanna

Will intro the rest as we go along cos i didn't capture enough personal photographs.

L-R : fi, yours truly, lammie tan, evon.

Yes, i was halfway bitching when sarah took this shot. I'm not a big fan of candids. Screw natural.

L-R : Eeling, Amy, Sarah, Mei Yann.

Sarah hopping over to my side while i scooted over to chat with Eeling.

Mei Yann joins in.

Happy moments. =)

Telling Lam some bf tips i.e. how to cheat. Sarah is super speechless.

Doing their thang.

Mabel says she looks terrible. Nonsense. eeling says she needs to lose 5kgs. double nonsense. Amy says i'm funny. triple nonsense. Ay, amy, i was being serious the whole time ok. don't laugh.

Did i mention that eeling arrived hungry? i didn't? Okay.

Eeling arrived hungry.

And when she gets fat, she doesn't do it alone.

See what i mean? Look at that Lammie Tan. Not even helping me a bit. amy tells me a small piece won't help me get that much fatter. eh amy, sikit sikit jadi bukit. =P see. now duyun so fat.

I tried running away to the toilet, but to no avail. She pried on me when i returned.

I succumbed. lammie tan, still not helping me.

And she ate, happily. =(

I'm a kind soul. after a teeny bite, I share. With Fi. =)

Me: You know, this bread is actually an alien.

Lam: Really?

Me: Yeah. Wait, it's gonna transform.

*waits for it to transform*

*captionless*

eeling and i

Very shocked trio

Mei Yann trying to explain some full fledged thing to us.

some of us. i ran over to the other side to take photos. =)

The bunch of us

L-R up: Amy, me, fi, eeling.

L-R down: joanna, mei yann, sarah, lammy, evon, mabel

The meeting up was great and fun. i didn't expect some of them because we weren't close to begin with. i haven't seen some of them since sec school. Those were the days.

We even scheduled a karaoke session the next day. yeah, we rushed for another meet up cos eeling was going back to melbourne already. Meanwhile, i was supposed to send sarah home but we joined Mojo and Scooby in Olivenz for a while before sending her home.

my bff ♥

i hate russia for taking her away. and currently disliking the states because she is there now. 你的妈妈.

So, we then adjourned to her place. Mojo self invited into sarah's house and sarah ENCOURAGED her. wtf x10.

loves.

aihhh. God save the Mojo.

Semalam I Call You, You Tak Answer

2009-07-25T05:06:00.000+08:00

Isn't it amusingly annoying waiting for pictures to load?? You feel like pulling all your hair out, shouting,

"MOVE DAMMIT! 你的妈妈."

It's 5 am right now and i am extremely annoyed at how slow the connection is despite no one being awake. I am still not sleeping, thanks to the depression (nothing to do with my friends, save yourselves the glory) and the insomnia. I need to go jog, get the adrenaline pumping.

I refuse to close Farrah's site, because, i. am. listening to her music. Malaysian music never sounded so good. Really is a pleasure to my ears.

SJ and i didn't speak for a couple of days now. He prolly feels it's a million years. =) NEH! Give you a taste of being heartbroken, since you always break my heart. But the climax of our argument ended when...

"Alright. I'll support you and not add any words anymore."

By words, he meant, negative comments about how i shouldn't act as such. Look, Hokkien Boy, i know you're a nice person. And all along, i've been the exact opposite. I'm the aggressive one between us. I stand up to my principles, words and beliefs.

Then again, i'm not all evil. I still have that bit of kindness somewhere inside. Unlike you (haha, don't cross that hokkien boy). But now that you've come to a sympathetic level, i shall forgive you for what you've said. See, i'm still nice. But just because you're gonna get me that Chloe perfume (=)) as compensation, doesn't mean my appetite has been surpressed.

Moving on.

July 22, 2009 - Coffee Moments with Sarah @ Coffee Bean, Jusco Ipoh

I can never understand Valerie. How can anybody like ~~Starfucks~~ Starbucks. Oh please. It is disgusting. Don't wtf me. I'm being honest here.

It's not much about coffee. It's more about Duyun's photos.

Sarah's coffee.

She likes extreme bitterness. On days i feel like dying of some other cause, rather than diabetes, i opt for the cappuccino. On days i feel i need some sugar, i go for the caramel frap. ice blended. With extra whipped cream on the top. Yums.

So, we met up for some reason. And we did what we were supposed to do.

I don't feel like dying from diabetes. ♥ing cappuccino.

Sarah: Take a picture of me and my hellboy tee.

Me: Hellboy??? Where?

Sarah and her Hellboy tee.

Me: That's a Hellboy???

Sarah: Yeah. What did you think it was?

Me: Ultraman or something.

The-tee-made-for-me and i. and my matching face.

Camwhoring session. After we've finished our business.

Signature face.

Proper face. My brown contacts got punctured, my eyes have needles i tell you. I have dark brown eyes. With extreme bright lights, you'll be able to see, will blog about it in my later post.

S+D = 1.

me.

Sarah kept playing with her laptop. i can't remember who she was chatting with.

Sarah is a meanie. i is not good at acting cute.

Oh, a snippet (maybe two) of convo, i had with her friend, guannie.

Guannie: Sarah, what's duyun's real name?
Me: Guannie, you can just straight away ask me.
Guannie: Duyun, what's your real name?

Guannie: I don't know which one is sarah, which one is duyun.

Sarah: Simple. Duyun punctuates all her sentences. Sarah doesn't.

Alright. bye.

p/s: sarah is roaming the beaches of miami and will continue to do so for the next couple of weeks. 你的妈妈.

ROAR!

2009-07-21T13:27:00.001+08:00

Part I's here.

You know you lead a very very sad life when:

1. Your mother suddenly nags you about things you did last week when you're peacefully and happily eating in the kitchen.

2. You are not allowed to wear the same pjs for more than 1 night, even though you turn on the air conditioner and don't sweat.

3. You have to secretly buy ice cream fearing the house police might catch you because it is illegal to eat ice cream at home, based on home laws set by your mother.

4. Your mother defrosted your ice cream and frosted it again, making it hard and extremely unsmooth because SHE JUST HAD TO CLEAN THE REFRIGERATOR ON THAT DAY.

5. Your sister is mad at you because you ate her Vanilla Glazed Krispy Kreme doughnut when your mother told you, "With direct repeated orders from your sister, you are not allowed to touch her Strawberry doughnut."

6. Cooking maggi mee at home is a mandatory crime, even though you are not provided breakfast or lunch or transportation to purchase your own food.

7. You get a 2 hour ear-bashing when you ignore your mother's calls to help her bring empty bottles down from upstairs as you are watching a very critical scene on CSI (you know, when they discover who's the murderer?).

8. Nobody respects your diet, ie, making dinner time after 7, and if you skip dinner, you get the ultimate grand prize -- starvation. bravo!

9. Your mother nags you like no tomorrow when your father suddenly develops selective deafness.

10. Your ONLY mode of transportation drives at 30km/h, says "bye bye" to other road users who overtakes her and gets caught by traffic police while violating speed limits.

11. If you've decided to turn on the fan IN YOUR ROOM, it must not be more than speed 1.

12. You show the Shih Tzu who's boss and your mother shouts at you.

13. You treat the Shih Tzu like she's boss and your mother still shouts at you. ???

14. You and your sisters become your mother's prime PR's to negotiate with your father to get what your mother wants because your mother knows your father will listen to his daughters.

15. If you come back unsuccessful, your mother nags you.

16. If you come back successful, your father nags you.

17. You are flexible at age. for example, your father treats you like a 4 year old, when you request to go out for a late night movie with your sister. your father treats you like an adult, ie you should know better than to answer to your mother after your mother has nagged you because your father has developed selective deafness, again.

Not funny. Don't laugh.

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2009-07-19T20:45:00.005+08:00

"but daddyyyyy... i ___________________. *blink blink blink puppy eyes*" - me

"look at her act cute face." - scooby doo

"what cute??? that's the face that says: i'm going to do something evil and you are going to help me." - mojo jojo

"Mojo, i really have no idea what you're talking about."

I Peer Into The Future. Do You?

2009-07-16T00:13:00.010+08:00

I've always wanted a boyfriend who could drive, so that i could go anywhere i wanted to go. And when i finally found one, he wasn't really the one i wanted. True enough, he was rich and had transport convenience, i didn't think that he and i were ready to take our friendship to the next level, a relationship. Without hesitation and with much persuasion from our fellow friends, we didn't last very long. It wasn't even close to 'long'.

With that, i was very much convinced that i was doomed to be a spinster. Suddenly, the thought of me hugging my Birkin bag to sleep wasn't so bad. I didn't think anyone could ever tolerate my nonsensical behaviour, my peak of a temper, my never ending arguments, proving that i could turn any argument my way, besides of course, my bestie. But you put that thought to rest when you proposed and i had accepted. it was non-arguably something i would not regret.

I remember that time, while we were in the dark, you told me to remember your name, because your phone had no credit and you were worried that your face would relapse out of my memory. I smiled and told you, "I would" but you went on and on, repeating your name, so i wouldn't forget. Even before you left, you spelt out your name for me, fearing i might wonder who you were. And i thought to myself, what a granny you were.

And a few hours later, you texted me, asking if i could remember you, in which i replied i did further adding that i was married and that was my night out with my friends. Persuaded with that tiny lie i told you, you broke. I smiled at your naitivity.

I know what your friends have said about some girl you met at some place. They have not said it in the most gentle manner. But you shrugged, patting away such unfriendly comments, stuck to your decision and boy, am i glad we've proved them wrong. The girl that one of your friends met in the university, didn't even last a week. It's our turn to laugh at them.

We've been through so many ups and downs. So many break ups and make ups, all those tears, heartaches, those joys and laughters, those dates, late night movies and yum char sessions. And i remember when this girl friend of yours asked, "How did you last with a girl you met in the club?" You simply replied, our relationship is like a blooming flower, it takes time to turn into something beautiful, and, despite all those arguments, you're still in the process of understanding me.

When i told my friends about you, they laughed at me, telling me i could do so much better. But the sounds of their laughters were surpressed when they met you in person. They started listening to your version of the story, instead of just mine, where i am always right. They began understanding why i chose you, despite having other better proposals.

I never said i was pretty, heck, i'm not even close to beautiful. My insides are so ugly, people get so cautious with me. To discover that you're with someone so devious, making you think that what JW did was nothing, you still stood by me, not only did you try to talk some sense into me, you tried to understand why i retaliated as such. You finally understood.

With me having an almost complete package, i know you have no doubt taking me on this journey of life. You needed someone strong, in case you were to wither. I have held your hand through all the pain. I forwent all those that should've belonged to me. You must understand that i have made many priceless sacrifices for you. I have given up so much. And when the time comes, i don't hope i get it all in return.

I know i will.

i will go to world's end to get what i deserve.

and you will give it to me. i have no doubt.

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There are times you wished you dated someone who wouldn't make you cry. Even if he doesn't make you laugh.

Let's Have Some Fun...

2009-07-05T16:45:00.003+08:00

...this beat is sick, i wanna take a ride on your disco stick.

Why is everyone using this lyrics? Either to post up on FB or on their MSN? Do they really know what it means or they put it up there just because it's a song by Lady Gaga? Anyhoos.

My rottweiler is so huge, i can barely recognize her anymore. Soooooo BIG now!!! I know Sarah hates dogs, so, no picture here. Or she'll puke at her laptop screen. =(

***

On another note, i rushed from work to meet up with some friends which pretty much made my day (compared to how it was earlier that day) although i had to skip the earlier meet up. =(

I was the first to arrive, sat in cb and waited like a bore because sook fun here had to go and exchange money. We were supposed to meet up earlier, but genius had no time. Busy busy.

July 2nd, 2009 - Grocery Shopping, Jusco @ Kinta City, Ipoh

Because Johan has not watched Transformers 2, he wanted to watch a (by 'a', i'm referring to Transformers 2) movie. But the three very "in" people have, so...

Ice Age 3

for us.

I tried to lie my way, saying that i've watched that movie, cos i really, really, REALLY don't like Ice Age, although i've watched the prequels. After the movie, we headed off to Black Canyon for dinner. Like i guessed. I don't like the movie. Grrr.

So, yes. I drink hot water when we go into fancy dining restaurants. Johan said he had to go home for dinner, because he told his maid to cook for him. Around half an hour into chats and updates, he yielded and ate his first (yes, his first) dinner with us. And more bitching. We talked about the birds and the bees and the flowers and the trees.

And Sook Fun had to go grocery shopping since she was going to go to KL to work. Since i was leaving at 2130 hours, i tagged along with sook fun and so did the rest of them. Seriously. Have you ever seen a man holding a shopping basket? No? Well, indulge yourselves.

Johan - holding it all wrong.

Sarah, SF and i were laughing so hard when Johan walked like nobody's business holding that basket. In his defense, he says that he's a man.

And he's gotttttttta eat.

Attaboy!

I've known these people for quite some time, and never before have i gone grocery shopping with them. With Roy, it's understandable. She'll take anything she sees and put it into the trolley. But those three? The way they look, think, pick, take, put, is just so ____________.

L-R: Johan, Sarah, Sook Fun. They're posing, the moment they see me holding the camera up.

Sook Fun: Oooh. Sarah. Chipsmore.

Sarah: Oooh. Chipsmore.

Johan: We should pose, thinking hard, whether we want to buy or not.

Two medic students and one actuarial science student, deciding whether to buy Chipsmore or not.

love always,

duyun.

p/s: isn't it annoying to type someone's name so long??? From now on, i will type their names and put short forms beside them. Like, Sook Fun will become SF. Or, Johan will become J. Sarah well, Sarah will become sarah. Whad'ya expect? She's my bestie.

Sushi Zanmai & Fine Dining

2009-07-02T10:18:00.004+08:00

If you're in my facebook, i'm sure you'll remember this.

click on picture to enlarge.

Note: If by chance you see my profile on Facebook, please don't add me if you don't know me. All of my friends are people i actually know.

So, i was CRAVING for sukiyaki from Sushi Zanmai. Seriously, if you think you know Jap food well, think again. With my mentor chauffeuring me around telling me what Jap food is good where, you'll definitely lose to me. Firstly it was Pasta Zanmai, now it's Sushi Zanmai. Phuh. *faints*

June 29th, 2009 - Lunch @ Sushi Zanmai, One Utama

From Ikea, we went to One Utama to feast. Well, actually, that was the nearest Sushi Zanmai we could ever go to. Cos i was craving.

Sukiyaki. ahhh. heaven!

There's actually a way to eat Sukiyaki. You see, they'll give you a raw egg and you're supposed to beat the egg, add some soy sauce to it, continue beating and then, you take your boiling hot meat and veges and dip it into the sauce and savour it in your mouth.

That's the Jap way. But the Malaysian way is that, finish everything, put the egg in. Since i'm msian, i do it the msian way. Okay, it's actually because i can't really eat raw food. Just watching someone eat something raw makes me puke. Especially when they go, yum yum.

Boiling point.

The soup tastes incredible after you put the meat inside. It's sweeter and tastier. Slurrrpppppp. Sorry. I'm salivating.

L-R: me. Mojo Jojo. Candid. I was too busy enjoying myself.

Me. Pause. i'm in heaven. just. look. at. my. face.

I'm make up-less, stop counting the pimple scars! And yes, i don't like mixing my soy sauce with wasabi.

Some sushi.

This is another sinful indulgence, and prolly the only thing i eat raw. Two thick layers of Jap rice sandwiching a thin layer of smoked salmon, topped with loadsa mayonnaise which is burnt to perfection. I had a couple of these all by myself. Now you know why i don't order sets from the menu, unlike Mojo Jojo and SY?

So, after it all, we checked into the hotel. No, I don't wanna stay in the hostel. I wanna wake up to a scrumptious breakfast! hmmph. I.AM.NOT.ALWAYS.ON.A.DIET. We didn't even have any time to rest. Immediately took a shower, dressed up and we were on our way to Sunway UC.

Oh, we're in KL because of Scooby's French Fine dining event, in her college (and because SY has some work in KL). Aihhh. things we do mannnnnn. Things we do.

me - on the way to Sunway UC.

And the reason my eyes are squirmed like that is because of the flash, when i'm really just forcing it to be opened. I'm NEVER used to SY's camera. He should just give it to me, or buy a new one and give the new one to me. Knowing he won't, unless there's some 50mp slim camera out in the market, fine. i never liked Sony cameras anw. Find them quite useless. BLUEK.

I WILL SERIOUSLY GET SY A GPS FOR HIS BIRTHDAY!!! He gets lost often enough!!! I took him to the Kelana Jaya way - LDP, but genius wants to go through KL and then to Sunway. I am banging my head! Never mind, with my good navigation skills (although sometimes direction blind), we made it there.

We left a tad early to avoid the jam, so, we stopped by Sunway Pyramid. I called the huge lion a cat once and SY wouldn't let it go! He kept telling me,

"There's your pussy cat."

-.-

June 29th, 2009 - French Fine Dining @ Sunway UC

Just so you know, my dad is awfully punctual, ALL THE TIME. He never likes being late. If he's the VIP for an event, he makes sure that he's 2 mins early. No VIPs are early for any events. That's the art of being a VIP.

So. We is family. We supports!

Present these RM100 tickets at the entrance.

You've got to arrive early to take a picture with THE PHANTOM, since the theme is, 'A Night With The Phantom'. In real life, i am extremely camera shy, specially when it's other people taking my photos. However, no matter how increased my reluctance was to take a photo with the Phantom, it never seems to be an answer for them! And that's your doorgift.

The Polaroid is inside here.

I scanned it.

SY distracted me! Just before the girl snapped, he called me. Gahhh! SY is all out to provoke me sometimes.

Waiters and waitresses.

Meet Scooby Doo, the midget.

The menu.

Complete big forks, knives, spoons, loads of them.

Me: Why got so many-wan???
Scooby: To eat different things.
Me: Just one simple fork and spoon will do, righhhhtttttt? Can i use my hands?
Scooby: Then don't sit here. Embarrass me only.
Me: WTF. Fine. I use my toes.

The extras that didn't make my sides.

What is a meal without bread and butter? Where's my vinegar and soy sauce?! no wait, that's italian cuisine. My bad.

Compliementary drink. don't look at me. i don't know what it's called. They even gave a bluish mixture to us in a test tube where it is being put into a small glass of dry ice and water, keeping it chilled.

Intense. I can really taste the spiciness.

And after all the VIP's arrived, it's time to start the dinner. -.-

Starter - Les Légumes.

I actually liked this one, although Mojo and SY say that the only edible thing on this plate is the watermelon. But i find the whole thing very satisfying. Yum. =)

French onion soup, deconstructed.

This soup is very rich in taste, although lacking in salt. But once you put that little ball in your mouth and (quote) "fondle it with your tongue, savour the taste when it bursts" (quote), it's really, really, REALLY good! And you'll really understand why is it 'deconstructed'.

SY was too busy on the phone. FOR THE WHOLE DAY!!! Calls coming in and out, even when he's driving, or when he's having lunch, or when he was in the lift going up to Scooby's dining area. I try to minimize the time i text or be on a phone call when i'm with some company. Unless of course, company's boring.

Me. So, i do it too. =P, okay. i'm faking it. i'm really not that busy.

I missed out the Salmon, cos i was too busy looking at the Phantom. Scooby says he's cute cos he's prolly mixed. But really, he looks like a young boy to me, hasn't shed his childish looks. I'm sure when he gets older, he'll look much, much better. Okay, i hope.

Editted to add:

Mangosteen Sorbet (pic courtesy of Scooby's friend)

Saumon d'Ecosse et Edamame (pic courtesy of Scooby's friend =))

Then comes the highlight of the dinner.

Main course - Wagyu beef and foie gras. I don't know who ate my foie gras before it is served to me. But i don't even like it so _______.

Fruit de la passion et tomate

That green thing over there is a french dessert / candy, macarone. Like soft biscuit on the outside and extreme softness on the inside. Green tea flavoured. Mojo loved it! I thought it was alright. The big yellow thing is too big. They should downsize it. And soften the biscuit underneath, edible, nonetheless.

Five textures of chocolate. I don't eat chocolate. So, this was difficult for me.

That was the last one. After that was tiny cocoa biscuits to be consumed with your coffee or tea. Depressingly bitter!

Introduction of the chefs.

All the miniatures. The waiters / waitresses were all tall. But the chefs were... like i said, miniature.

She only managed a 5 minute chat with us.

Good job Scooby Doo. Buttercup is extremely proud of yoooooo. =)

The...

2009-06-26T13:25:00.001+08:00

more you care, the more pain you'll get.

The love you can't have, feels the strongest, lasts the longest, and hurts the most.

Langkawi Day 2

2009-06-24T07:58:00.000+08:00

June 6th, 2009 : Trip To Langkawi Island Day 2, Part II

Remember when i said, i'm gonna live to regret? When Roy made the next suggestion, i DOUBLE GULPED. I so regret, regret, regret, regret, REGRET for letting them take me to the next destination. R-E-G-R-E-T. We went to the Geopark. And do you know what's the main attraction in the Geopark???

CABLE CARS!

You see, i had no more say with regards to our next destination, so, i merely squeaked out the Underworld Waterpark. But noooo. Miss Queen here decided to go to the Cable Car. And there's really no problem, except the fact that i'm...

HEIGHTOPHOBIC

(okay, i created this word).

Some people are demophobic (i.e. scared of crowded places) while I'm acrophobic, (in English) i'm afraid of heights. In some minor cases, i cry. Extreme cases, i faint. She knew i am afraid of heights, since the Sunway bridge thing, but, she doesn't wanna go to Underworld Waterpark to see the cute and stout lil penguins. And if i say that i don't wanna go, it would be too selfish.

Well, let's just say that someone's beat me to being stubborn.

Entrance to the Cable Cars.

walking towards the cable car site.

after purchasing our tickets at RM15 (if you present your Mykad), RM30 (if you're a foreigner).

look at her, zooming up the stairs. my knees were already shaking profusely!

look at the amount of people!

wee bit grouchy from waiting.

Lining up is a hassle.

UN-finally, our turn.

In the cable car.

Scared shitless already!

SJ enjoying himself.

On the way up.

oh mannnn.

DOUBLE no points for guessing.

The waterfall situated not far from Geopark. But no, we didn't go there.

Part of Langkawi.

i don't look good in all pictures. But they succeeded in trying to catch my extremely-chickened-out face.

There are two stops, the first one, and the second, where the second one is the higher one and has more things to look at. And if you were smart, you won't stop at the first one because you'd then be at the mercy of the rest of the cable car passengers, hoping they'd get out, which they won't, unless they're as dumb as you are. phuh. what a sentence.

652.5 meters - taller than the Twin Towers i think. You know, you'll die if you fall down, no matter how you fall ie, on your head, legs, back, chest, ass.

Speaking of the Twin Towers, SJ told me this shocking news while Eddie, Roy, SJ and i were having dinner in KLCC one day.

SJ: Did you know that one of the Twin Towers has been sold?
Me and Roy: Seriously???
Eddie: Yeah it has, to a rich man from Dubai.

SJ looks at Eddie.

SJ: Tell you two to go read more-la. People con you also don't know.

WTF. Niamah those two.

The moment we stepped out of the cable car, the air was seriously cooling. And me likey.

The face i put on, is a poker face. Unlike Roy's extreme original face.

I was nicely standing at the inner part of this 'balcony' when the both of them asked me to step out to take a couple of pictures.

royzen.

duyun.

royzen - heart of a lion, this one.

both of us.

she took countless of photos while i was busy holding on to the steel bars, FREAKING OUT! no big.

SJ. What an ass.

Our next destination. Which is higher. TRIPLE GULPS.

Everyone walks on this. Some jump on this. Very few, fall from this.

On the way up. AGAIN. MOTHERF--

not taken by me.

definitely NOT taken by me.

at the second stop.

Roy and i.

As Roy took this picture, there was this guy walking around and jumping ON THE BRIDGE AND SMILING AT ME cos i was holding the railings so tightly. Seriously mannn.

SJ and i.

...

Miss Queen.

Yes, my hand is holding the railing tightly.

look down.

After that, the three of us went back down and got out of there and headed to my favourite part of the trip: THE BEACH - Chennai or something like that.

on our way to the beach.

@ THE BEACH

that's me, retarded as i may look, i was really excited.

HERE I AM. at the brink of paradisico.

Believe it or not, SJ does not know the meaning of a vacation. The moment he got himself a seat, he popped out his laptop and started doing his friend's assignment. And he was stuck with the laptop for hours until i started yelling at him, telling him to go and take pictures for me, while royzen was manning the table. and our things. =)

Sipping her orange juice.

roy

L-R: Me, Roy.

me. running around like i owned the place.

And then, i spotted this beach activity, called parasailing. You know, where you attach a big ass parachute to yourself and the speedboat drives you while you're just hanging yourself up in the air? Err... well, i signed up for it.

Being a swimmer since i was 4, i'm never afraid to go for any sort of water activities. And even if i'm gonna have to fly somewhere up in the sky, i'm not gonna fall onto some very hard land. i'm gonna fall into the water, where i can swim.

told you it was a swimsuit.

being prepped and very excited.

As he was telling me what to do, there were a few people surrounding us, watching how i was going to do it. So, busybodily, i turned to spot if there were any good looking boys. haha. Then, the dude said,

"Eh eh, don't look there. There no leng chai. Look at me. I'm the leng chai."

And all the boys boo-ed him.

parasailing.

I enjoyed every bit of it. Even the sun.

Roy isshhh hungry.

i've always wanted to do that. =)

I is puiyun. nice to meet you.

this really caught me by surprise. SJ takes the most candid ones.

our feet. =)

Evening time.

Authoress in progress.

After playing in the sea. Hee Hee.

*captionless*

Taking a stroll.

Watching the sun as it sets.

me.

the sun setting.

roy and i

roy

some people, like never see aeroplane like that before. haha. referring to the photographer. =P

For a few of the following pictures, i'll let the photos do the talking:

Notice that phone? She never got off it until her battery finished.

Roy and SJ probably just touched the water a little bit, but never went into the sea. These two sink in water, not drown, sink. Therefore, brings me to my million dollar question:

Me: So, why are you wearing a bikini again, if you sink when i throw you in the sea?
Roy: Cos nice mahhh. People who wear ugly swimwear only go play in the sea wan.

Okay fine. I wanted to stay there a little longer, but SOME MISS QUEEN here rushed us to go back asap.

Went to the toilet to change out of that wet swimsuit and took a cab back to the hotel.

me - thoroughly satisfied.

Later, we took a shower and started our drinking session again. With a pile of cards this time. Let me warn you, i'm a tai dee queen okay. I may have just learnt it a few years back, but i'm good at it. Really good.

At least, i thought i was good. And this drinking game, proved me wrong.

The two persons who lost each game, would have to drink for five seconds. First game, i won. Heck, i never won anymore after that. And we played about 20 rounds (i think). Though i was extremely high, i still managed to puke in a plastic bag. And then poof, i went to bed. No spilling of secrets, nothing. And i know this for a fact, cos i was still, at least 20% sober.

SJ finished my Toblerone minis and Royzen finished my Chacos cheese. I'm left with no junkfood the next day. ='(

SJ: Uh oh. This is the last Toblerone. She's gonna shout. Never mind la. Eat first worry later.
Royzen: Haha. She's really gonna shout at you later.

AM I THAT PREDICTABLE??!

We never took any pictures on the last day, but Roy and i went cycling, from which i fell and gained another bruise on my accident prone body.

And here's the worst part. You see, to bring liquor out of Langkawi, you'll need to prove that you've stayed there for at least 72 (or 48, i can't remember) hours. In which, we failed to prove, except through the dates on the photos that we took. Cos we didn't keep any receipts.

Plus, we almost missed the ferry back to Perlis cos we were a bit late. Nevermind, brilliant me played a little trick and poof! We're right on schedule. =)

So, that wraps up my trip in Langkawi. Oh oh, wait, another convo to note.

Roy: So, you think you can alter the pics?
Me: Yeah, i'll just photoshop them.
SJ: Waste of money.
Me: Why is that?
SJ: Sure they'll charge you wan mar, when you send to the shop to edit the photos.

*Slaps forehead*

love loves.
duyun.

Reaching You

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Pray

Man of My Life

The Sims

hahaha

Scooby Doo. Don't Go.

Stories of My Life

Note

In A Nutshell

New Chapter.

uno

la douleur

Filler

Pretty Things To Perv Over

Table Manners

The Friends I Have. Don't Know Whether Want To Laugh Or Cry.

If You Love Knowledge As Much As I Do

Twisting And Turning

I DID THIS UNDER DURESS!

Retraction

You Speak England Har?

Meet Me Over The Summer

Corcovado

Baby I'm A Fool

My Hair...

Hi. I'm A Crankster. Kid You NOT.

hee!

YOU!

Hiiiiiiii. *faints*

Cause You're Leaving, On A Jet Plane

Raya Fun!

I Love...

Hi. I'm Mike. I'm Single.

What Happened To All The Humanitarians?

September / October Moment

Finally, A Breather.

And I Wonder If I Ever Cross Your Mind, For Me It Happens All The Time

Shots!

I'm Innocent!

OHHHH NOOOOOO

Alejandro

Yoohoo. Excuse Me. Taxiiiiii!

Go Shortie, It's Your Birthday. We Gonna Party, Like It's Your Birthday

Karma Bites.

Idea Competition

Mooveh!

Take Two

I AM...

Errrr.... Huh???

What Is The Last Wonder?

Mini Soap

Cat Stevens - Leavin' On A Jet Plane

Sarah. The Belerah.

Updated

Come Back To Me, Please?

I'm Still Breathing!

To girls who HAVE men.

Me Craves!

And This Is What We've Become.

What Happened To Us?

Random Thoughts

La la la la la la Happy Tree!

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Your DC Hero-ine

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Krispy Kremilla On The Loose!

Carpe Diem

As I Think of the Title, I Wear A Constipated Face

Get Your Butt Back!

Fucked Up Dog Owners & Karaoke Session

Back to Yester-year

Semalam I Call You, You Tak Answer

ROAR!

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I Peer Into The Future. Do You?

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Let's Have Some Fun...

Sushi Zanmai & Fine Dining

The...

Hiiiiiiii. faints