le sigh, i just remembered about a pair of shoes i tried on today. so pretty but so expensive. rm389 +____+
i love pretty shoes but then i always end up prioritizing comfort over style. blisters are my number one nemesis when it comes to pretty shoes. so i always end up wearing flats. all the time. but i'm trying to wear my heels more often. break into them so i don't end up hurting. otherwise they'll just sit in the closet and become a white elephant that i only imagine wearing.
Sunday, March 07, 2010
show me what i'm looking for.
i saw an ad for a marriage partner in the papers today. phone number and email provided. wow, lonely woman looking for a partner and she had to resort to a classified sections in the papers. and hers was the only one today.
where are all the men at?! i thought women were irresistible and if anyone should be having problems, it'll be the men. but the world doesn't work that way. unfortunately. even carrie tried it once. not advertising in the papers of course. but she tried sleeping around the way men did. and somehow or rather, it just doesn't work for women. we put emotions in. and how can we not? we live our lives based on our emotions; happiness, anger, sadness, joy, sorrow, excitement, pain. so how do the men do it? play around with emotions and then get away with it without feeling anything? do they hide it in a box and then bury it deep down in a dark untouched corner? or it's just in their DNA. to not feel.
but then, you'll get men who just feels too much and their emotions just run loose that it dominates their entire being. they cry and whine and write poetry. and then somehow, it's the women that get blamed for the downfall of men. i would love to meet the women who have done such horrendous-ness to men and just ask them, do you hide your emotions in a box and bury it in a deep, dark hole? or is it year and years of taking no-nonsense and then playing the game the way it was meant to be played all along? or maybe, they finally know the rules of the game and it's the single ladies out there who are in the loss now.
the dating game is like the survival of the fittest. if you ain't got game, don't play it. don't even scratch the surface. then how? just wait and maybe in this lifetime never find that one true love because you never played the game. and at the end of the day, place an ad in the classifieds sections and just settle on the guy that calls and comes forward with a marriage proposal, with you telling yourself you'll eventually fall in love with the man who saved you from a lonely miserable life. time can heal and so time can also teach.
i hope it doesn't end up like this for all single women out there. ever notice all relationship books are aimed at women and not at men. WHY?! is it because men know the rules of the game? were they the ones that invented the effin' game?!
there's a case going on about a man suing- or whatever the legal terms are- a man for trying to entice his wife into having an extramarital affair. the ironic thing is, after going through all that legality, he is now divorcing his wife. and yet the case i think is still on-going. sigh, so people don't just get married and divorce anymore.
some people can go on dating all their life and never settle. and some, start dating at such a young age that you begin to wonder, did they not go through the phase of life where you hated the opposite sex? i knew i did (but i don't anymore, just so we're clear)
sigh, what i'm trying to say is, when will the right one come along? do we have to place an ad in the papers to get what we're looking for or do we just wait till the right one comes along and if he doesn't show, too bad. live and let live.
heartbreak isn't the only hardest thing people go through in relationships, broken ones i mean. beginning one is equally, if not doubly hard! and in order to begin one, we gotta find one who's interested to start one! sigh. if only parents match-made kids before they were even born. life's questions solved.
but God will provide. He always does. we may not see it now but when he does, we'll understand.
where are all the men at?! i thought women were irresistible and if anyone should be having problems, it'll be the men. but the world doesn't work that way. unfortunately. even carrie tried it once. not advertising in the papers of course. but she tried sleeping around the way men did. and somehow or rather, it just doesn't work for women. we put emotions in. and how can we not? we live our lives based on our emotions; happiness, anger, sadness, joy, sorrow, excitement, pain. so how do the men do it? play around with emotions and then get away with it without feeling anything? do they hide it in a box and then bury it deep down in a dark untouched corner? or it's just in their DNA. to not feel.
but then, you'll get men who just feels too much and their emotions just run loose that it dominates their entire being. they cry and whine and write poetry. and then somehow, it's the women that get blamed for the downfall of men. i would love to meet the women who have done such horrendous-ness to men and just ask them, do you hide your emotions in a box and bury it in a deep, dark hole? or is it year and years of taking no-nonsense and then playing the game the way it was meant to be played all along? or maybe, they finally know the rules of the game and it's the single ladies out there who are in the loss now.
the dating game is like the survival of the fittest. if you ain't got game, don't play it. don't even scratch the surface. then how? just wait and maybe in this lifetime never find that one true love because you never played the game. and at the end of the day, place an ad in the classifieds sections and just settle on the guy that calls and comes forward with a marriage proposal, with you telling yourself you'll eventually fall in love with the man who saved you from a lonely miserable life. time can heal and so time can also teach.
i hope it doesn't end up like this for all single women out there. ever notice all relationship books are aimed at women and not at men. WHY?! is it because men know the rules of the game? were they the ones that invented the effin' game?!
there's a case going on about a man suing- or whatever the legal terms are- a man for trying to entice his wife into having an extramarital affair. the ironic thing is, after going through all that legality, he is now divorcing his wife. and yet the case i think is still on-going. sigh, so people don't just get married and divorce anymore.
some people can go on dating all their life and never settle. and some, start dating at such a young age that you begin to wonder, did they not go through the phase of life where you hated the opposite sex? i knew i did (but i don't anymore, just so we're clear)
sigh, what i'm trying to say is, when will the right one come along? do we have to place an ad in the papers to get what we're looking for or do we just wait till the right one comes along and if he doesn't show, too bad. live and let live.
heartbreak isn't the only hardest thing people go through in relationships, broken ones i mean. beginning one is equally, if not doubly hard! and in order to begin one, we gotta find one who's interested to start one! sigh. if only parents match-made kids before they were even born. life's questions solved.
but God will provide. He always does. we may not see it now but when he does, we'll understand.
like clockwork, the hands move.
i got slightly lost after making a wrong turn but i knew my way around man. instincts. kinda figured my way around. all those years in the passenger seat and it was put to good use.
tried getting to amcorp mall cause i wanted to check out the moving-out sale at bookXcess. first of all, who goes to amcorp mall and why? car park was filled and i see people moving in and out of the area but really, what do they do there?! to shop?! shop for what?! eat?! eat what?! mcdonalds?! starbucks?! there was a "flea market"/"bazaar" whatever fancy term they're calling it these days but the things on sale were nothing to shout about. i knew what i was there for. to buy cheap books. but that was it. otherwise, i wouldn't say in a conversation with my friends "hey, let's go to amcorp mall!" okay enough of mall bashing wtf.
my life is now complete. i have the full set of meg cabot princess diaries series except for the first book cause i watched the movie and thought to myself "heh, i'll just get the second book". and thus began my love relationship with meg cabot and her words. the latest and final princess diaries book costs a bomb in regular bookstores. i think it was rm49.90 +_____+ rip-off! but i got it for rm17.90 \0/ victory dance. i could probably get it for rm5 in the next warehouse sale they have but i couldn't wait. plus it was the last book on the shelf. i had to get it before the girl sitting on the stool tries to snatch it away from me.
<3
ohh, she might be sitting on the stool reading some kiddy book but i know what you're thinking! i grabbed the book and held it tight as i browsed the book shelves for other treasures.
sigh, the moving-out sale was only applicable to certain books. none that i was interested in. but the regular priced books were a pretty good deal too. i could buy 2 books for the price of one in regular bookstores. i managed to get 2 meg cabot books. my life is complete :D rm17.90 for a book i would normally have to pay rm35.90 is a damn good deal if you ask me. the warehouse sale is even better. i bought the princess diaries series for only rm5 each! and one of it was a hardcover which was selling for rm17.90 in the store today. nyehehe. i'm a sucker for good deals. there's a writer in the star who writes on fashion every (not every but almost) sunday and she says to "never pay retail" hell yeah!
unfortunately i didn't do my research before going and left out one other book i wanted to get. i only knew the title and not the author's name. go me!
this was the book i wanted. le sigh. i'll go back to amcorp mall one of these days which reminds me of their totally absolutely flawed parking system. one entry point. two exit points. one of the exit points totally blocks the flow of traffic/fist in air. one that causes a major traffic standstill, i'm sure at the back of the line. but i don't go there often so i'm not too worked up about it.
i'm trying my best-est not to read alice in wonderland not alice in THE wonderland reviews. somehow or rather, critics and their reviews make or break the movie for me. i know it but then i can't help myself and i read them. which then influences the way i watch the movie. i need more self-control. so here i am exercising that control. i shall refuse to read reviews from now onwards. i did read the review for up in the air and it was highly recommended! so i'm definitely gonna try and get my hands on that. aiyoo, i can't live with them and i can't live without them. the reviews, i mean. i'm pretty fickle-minded, eh?
wey hey, it's the month of march now which means that the birthdays are now coming in like a snowball rolling down the slope/hill at speeds faster than the speed of sound.
tried getting to amcorp mall cause i wanted to check out the moving-out sale at bookXcess. first of all, who goes to amcorp mall and why? car park was filled and i see people moving in and out of the area but really, what do they do there?! to shop?! shop for what?! eat?! eat what?! mcdonalds?! starbucks?! there was a "flea market"/"bazaar" whatever fancy term they're calling it these days but the things on sale were nothing to shout about. i knew what i was there for. to buy cheap books. but that was it. otherwise, i wouldn't say in a conversation with my friends "hey, let's go to amcorp mall!" okay enough of mall bashing wtf.
my life is now complete. i have the full set of meg cabot princess diaries series except for the first book cause i watched the movie and thought to myself "heh, i'll just get the second book". and thus began my love relationship with meg cabot and her words. the latest and final princess diaries book costs a bomb in regular bookstores. i think it was rm49.90 +_____+ rip-off! but i got it for rm17.90 \0/ victory dance. i could probably get it for rm5 in the next warehouse sale they have but i couldn't wait. plus it was the last book on the shelf. i had to get it before the girl sitting on the stool tries to snatch it away from me.
<3ohh, she might be sitting on the stool reading some kiddy book but i know what you're thinking! i grabbed the book and held it tight as i browsed the book shelves for other treasures.
sigh, the moving-out sale was only applicable to certain books. none that i was interested in. but the regular priced books were a pretty good deal too. i could buy 2 books for the price of one in regular bookstores. i managed to get 2 meg cabot books. my life is complete :D rm17.90 for a book i would normally have to pay rm35.90 is a damn good deal if you ask me. the warehouse sale is even better. i bought the princess diaries series for only rm5 each! and one of it was a hardcover which was selling for rm17.90 in the store today. nyehehe. i'm a sucker for good deals. there's a writer in the star who writes on fashion every (not every but almost) sunday and she says to "never pay retail" hell yeah!
unfortunately i didn't do my research before going and left out one other book i wanted to get. i only knew the title and not the author's name. go me!
this was the book i wanted. le sigh. i'll go back to amcorp mall one of these days which reminds me of their totally absolutely flawed parking system. one entry point. two exit points. one of the exit points totally blocks the flow of traffic/fist in air. one that causes a major traffic standstill, i'm sure at the back of the line. but i don't go there often so i'm not too worked up about it.
i'm trying my best-est not to read alice in wonderland not alice in THE wonderland reviews. somehow or rather, critics and their reviews make or break the movie for me. i know it but then i can't help myself and i read them. which then influences the way i watch the movie. i need more self-control. so here i am exercising that control. i shall refuse to read reviews from now onwards. i did read the review for up in the air and it was highly recommended! so i'm definitely gonna try and get my hands on that. aiyoo, i can't live with them and i can't live without them. the reviews, i mean. i'm pretty fickle-minded, eh?
wey hey, it's the month of march now which means that the birthdays are now coming in like a snowball rolling down the slope/hill at speeds faster than the speed of sound.
Thursday, March 04, 2010
soul sister
- i like watching hbo in HD
- i'm reading the lovely bones
- i find out i have the dvd too//double happiness. i can read the book and watch the movie and then compare the two. i'll dissect the book and the movie and then make comparisons and then demand for my money back.
- i'm gonna bake a cake from scratch.
- i just read finish a chick lit. oh meg cabot please write another book.
- i have once again emailed the same company. but for a completely different position.
- graduation next week :) FINALLY. i'm starting to think that the past 3 years of my life is going by unacknowledged.
- i need to get 2010 diary refills. my current diary is stuck in 2008 +____+ authorship, pr, post-col due dates scribbled all over.
- i have tonnes of errands to do tomorrow/in the morning actually seeing as how it is morning now.
- american idol is really just one big karaoke contest.
- didn't want to miss extreme on discovery travel and living cause i missed the first ep last week and i was hoping to catch the episode where they showed extreme rollercoasters. well, i caught the show alright. extreme trucks this week. i love the american trucks! they are just effin' gorgeous and huge and just awesomely cool unlike our lorries which can turn turtle when the wind blows.
i'm behind the camera, in case you were squinting your eyes.
there, my life in dashes.
- i'm reading the lovely bones
- i find out i have the dvd too//double happiness. i can read the book and watch the movie and then compare the two. i'll dissect the book and the movie and then make comparisons and then demand for my money back.
- i'm gonna bake a cake from scratch.
- i just read finish a chick lit. oh meg cabot please write another book.
- i have once again emailed the same company. but for a completely different position.
- graduation next week :) FINALLY. i'm starting to think that the past 3 years of my life is going by unacknowledged.
- i need to get 2010 diary refills. my current diary is stuck in 2008 +____+ authorship, pr, post-col due dates scribbled all over.
- i have tonnes of errands to do tomorrow/in the morning actually seeing as how it is morning now.
- american idol is really just one big karaoke contest.
- didn't want to miss extreme on discovery travel and living cause i missed the first ep last week and i was hoping to catch the episode where they showed extreme rollercoasters. well, i caught the show alright. extreme trucks this week. i love the american trucks! they are just effin' gorgeous and huge and just awesomely cool unlike our lorries which can turn turtle when the wind blows.
i'm behind the camera, in case you were squinting your eyes. i am in awe of their trucks. with trucks looking like this, i would become a truck driver. check out extremes.
- sex and the city is my new found joy.
- sex and the city is my new found joy.
there, my life in dashes.
Sunday, February 28, 2010
too short
well, that went well.
i took the measuring tape and had my mum help me with the measurements.
not my fault i was born with my height, innit? so that's that. one dream down.
oh wells.
i took the measuring tape and had my mum help me with the measurements.
not my fault i was born with my height, innit? so that's that. one dream down.
oh wells.
a cup of cappuccino
i remember it like it was yesterday. just the 3 of us in the car. mum and dad in the front, dad driving and me in the back seat. i was an only child then. i think my mother asked me what i wanted to be when i grow up.
"an air stewardess"
it was the most glamourous job i could think of. didn't occur to me that it was really a glamourised waitressing job. i think my mother laughed and said, you want to serve coffee or tea? i sat in the backseat and thought to myself, "i can travel and get paid for it". so that was why i wanted to be an air stewardess. free travels.
now, i don't know what i want. being an adult is overrated. kids can't wait to grow up but honestly, i don't see the appeal now. it's stressful just being an adult. so much to worry about. i don't think i'm old enough to handle this and i'm already an adult. can't i remain a kid forever and be like peter pan, living in neverland and flying from one place to another without having to serve coffee or tea? oh wait, the king of pop did that. bless his soul. so in other words, i should be a celebrity? booyeah. my one way ticket out.
i saw the recruitment ad for an airline company this morning. suddenly my heart beat a lil' faster than usual and a lightbulb flashed above my head.
"AH HA!"
i fulfilled all the requirements.
well, at least i think i did. the height requirement was kinda tricky but i think i'm gonna take the measuring tape tomorrow and measure myself and see if i fulfill that one requirement i know i can never fill/don't discriminate juz cos i was born this height, yo!
so that's my progress with the job hunt. i'm flipping through newspapers and anticipating emails from jobstreet.com, recommending me jobs that fulfill my criteria.
if only money fell from the sky, then i wouldn't be in this predicament. but then again, if you find a job you LOVE, it wouldn't be a job anymore, wouldn't it? or something along those lines. i believe it's a saying people tell themselves to make them feel better. or maybe it is true. i wouldn't know. i don't know what i love besides sitting at home and surfing through the career section of every major company out there. i could be the next youtube sensation, eh? just me and my camera and i'm good to go. think of something witty to say, throw in some camera effects and i'm the next big thing.
hmm. that does sound like a plan.
stay tuned. i might just post my video SOON.
huge emphasis on the soon by the way...of the negative kind. i tried making a birthday video for my friend and that in itself was very difficult for me to do. it was rather unnatural i would say, to talk to yourself. i am always paranoid that someone is going to walk in on me when i am filming myself and talking to myself. self-image issues, i suppose. but i did make the video after lots and lots of takes. they're all deleted of course.
who knows, i may just have the video uploaded tomorrow. i am 'job hunting' now which is really an euphemism for bumming and that translates to loads of free time. oh yeah, i am living the life.
but it sure is lonely at the top.
or really, is this at the bottom?
yup. it is.
the bottom of the food chain.
unemployment.
"an air stewardess"
it was the most glamourous job i could think of. didn't occur to me that it was really a glamourised waitressing job. i think my mother laughed and said, you want to serve coffee or tea? i sat in the backseat and thought to myself, "i can travel and get paid for it". so that was why i wanted to be an air stewardess. free travels.
now, i don't know what i want. being an adult is overrated. kids can't wait to grow up but honestly, i don't see the appeal now. it's stressful just being an adult. so much to worry about. i don't think i'm old enough to handle this and i'm already an adult. can't i remain a kid forever and be like peter pan, living in neverland and flying from one place to another without having to serve coffee or tea? oh wait, the king of pop did that. bless his soul. so in other words, i should be a celebrity? booyeah. my one way ticket out.
i saw the recruitment ad for an airline company this morning. suddenly my heart beat a lil' faster than usual and a lightbulb flashed above my head.
"AH HA!"
i fulfilled all the requirements.
well, at least i think i did. the height requirement was kinda tricky but i think i'm gonna take the measuring tape tomorrow and measure myself and see if i fulfill that one requirement i know i can never fill/don't discriminate juz cos i was born this height, yo!
so that's my progress with the job hunt. i'm flipping through newspapers and anticipating emails from jobstreet.com, recommending me jobs that fulfill my criteria.
if only money fell from the sky, then i wouldn't be in this predicament. but then again, if you find a job you LOVE, it wouldn't be a job anymore, wouldn't it? or something along those lines. i believe it's a saying people tell themselves to make them feel better. or maybe it is true. i wouldn't know. i don't know what i love besides sitting at home and surfing through the career section of every major company out there. i could be the next youtube sensation, eh? just me and my camera and i'm good to go. think of something witty to say, throw in some camera effects and i'm the next big thing.
hmm. that does sound like a plan.
stay tuned. i might just post my video SOON.
huge emphasis on the soon by the way...of the negative kind. i tried making a birthday video for my friend and that in itself was very difficult for me to do. it was rather unnatural i would say, to talk to yourself. i am always paranoid that someone is going to walk in on me when i am filming myself and talking to myself. self-image issues, i suppose. but i did make the video after lots and lots of takes. they're all deleted of course.
who knows, i may just have the video uploaded tomorrow. i am 'job hunting' now which is really an euphemism for bumming and that translates to loads of free time. oh yeah, i am living the life.
but it sure is lonely at the top.
or really, is this at the bottom?
yup. it is.
the bottom of the food chain.
unemployment.
Friday, February 26, 2010
heartbreaking
i read some devastating news.
one of the trainers in Sea World drowned when a whale dragged her into the pool. usually, news like this i would read and then sympathize for the family. but this one, especially hit close to home. a year ago, i was there, watching the spectacular Shamu show. i've seen the Xmas themed special and the regular show and i was in awe of how killer whales, dolphins and sealions could be trained to do stunts. heck, i had trouble training my dog so how can sea animals and one so big as the killer whale be trained to do jumps and splashes and other tricks?
dedicated trainers.
you can read the news articles here and here
one of the trainers in Sea World drowned when a whale dragged her into the pool. usually, news like this i would read and then sympathize for the family. but this one, especially hit close to home. a year ago, i was there, watching the spectacular Shamu show. i've seen the Xmas themed special and the regular show and i was in awe of how killer whales, dolphins and sealions could be trained to do stunts. heck, i had trouble training my dog so how can sea animals and one so big as the killer whale be trained to do jumps and splashes and other tricks?
dedicated trainers.
you can read the news articles here and here
imma be
a few more days and it'll be the end of CNY and the month of february +__+ it feels like yesterday we were counting down to the year 2010.
classes officially begin next week but of course, yours truly has already graduated :D teeheehee. do i miss it? yeah, a lil'. at least with classes, i knew that i had something to look forward too like assignments and classes and the constant ranting of the many assignments i have to do. i think i'm gonna miss the late nights of essaying and the rush to get a good parking space but i'm just gonna leave them at that. memories.
now, i am fully committed to getting myself a job! that is my numero uno worry right now. i know i can't really commit to a job at this time till july but damnson, it worries me that i'm gonna be left behind and i'll have to rely on the goodness of my parents to keep on supporting me. hell no. it was good while it lasted but i'm pretty ready to work and earn my own moneh. i want to be able to buy that bag or shoe or camera (hinthint btw i'm looking to getting myself a new camera. care to chip in and support the help fund natasha's bid to get a new camera wtf)
besides that, i am also trying to lose weight. i, the one who is DAMN against diets might just very well resort to that +____+ that's how desperate i am. people keep telling me 'wow, you're fatter now" but i disagree wtf. i'm still wearing the same size clothing so how fat can i be, right? i haven't had to resort to go buying clothes at the plus size section/ms. read wtf. i'm doing my best really. i've been running on the treadmill for 3 days in a row now. i watch sex and the city when i run. killing two birds with one stone. i burn calories and learn about men and relationships. i'm currently at season 1 now. so my goal is to watch one episode for every half hour i run. so far i'm at episode 4. i cheated today and watched 2 episodes (teeheehee) as a reward to myself for keeping up with my goal of running consecutively for 3 days. it used to be alternate days but that only lasted me for like two times then i slacked. not anymore! too many people have come up to me and told me that i looked fatter now. it's very disheartening but then it is also my motivation to lose them fats around my target areas!
whatever it is, i am on a mission! RAH RAH RAH!
even if i have to resort to a diet then so be it. i did read about fasting in the papers. i might just try it out. see how determined i am.
/thumps chest
classes officially begin next week but of course, yours truly has already graduated :D teeheehee. do i miss it? yeah, a lil'. at least with classes, i knew that i had something to look forward too like assignments and classes and the constant ranting of the many assignments i have to do. i think i'm gonna miss the late nights of essaying and the rush to get a good parking space but i'm just gonna leave them at that. memories.
now, i am fully committed to getting myself a job! that is my numero uno worry right now. i know i can't really commit to a job at this time till july but damnson, it worries me that i'm gonna be left behind and i'll have to rely on the goodness of my parents to keep on supporting me. hell no. it was good while it lasted but i'm pretty ready to work and earn my own moneh. i want to be able to buy that bag or shoe or camera (hinthint btw i'm looking to getting myself a new camera. care to chip in and support the help fund natasha's bid to get a new camera wtf)
besides that, i am also trying to lose weight. i, the one who is DAMN against diets might just very well resort to that +____+ that's how desperate i am. people keep telling me 'wow, you're fatter now" but i disagree wtf. i'm still wearing the same size clothing so how fat can i be, right? i haven't had to resort to go buying clothes at the plus size section/ms. read wtf. i'm doing my best really. i've been running on the treadmill for 3 days in a row now. i watch sex and the city when i run. killing two birds with one stone. i burn calories and learn about men and relationships. i'm currently at season 1 now. so my goal is to watch one episode for every half hour i run. so far i'm at episode 4. i cheated today and watched 2 episodes (teeheehee) as a reward to myself for keeping up with my goal of running consecutively for 3 days. it used to be alternate days but that only lasted me for like two times then i slacked. not anymore! too many people have come up to me and told me that i looked fatter now. it's very disheartening but then it is also my motivation to lose them fats around my target areas!
whatever it is, i am on a mission! RAH RAH RAH!
even if i have to resort to a diet then so be it. i did read about fasting in the papers. i might just try it out. see how determined i am.
/thumps chest
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
lemony snicket
my mother calls it idiot-proof but i call it cake. plain simple truth.
it's the instant ones where all you need to do is add 1 cup of water, 1/3 oil and 3 eggs. mix it. put it in the oven. 30 minutes later, CAKE!
sure, it's much more convenient to drive to the bakery and pick a cake that sounds fanciest/double chocolate delight anyone? or a cake that has the most fruit toppings you can humanly possible fit or just a swiss roll or sponge cake will do. whatever. i like the smell of cakes baking to fill the air. giving off that homely smell and the illusion that the house is a house that has a marvelous baker baking up a storm!
fine, i like the thought of eating something that i made with my own bare hands. it's very satisfying. sure, sometimes it don't taste so good but hey, i made it! so this is me trying to be domesticated. i can't cook to save my life but i'm trying. if i can't save the world, at least let me feed the man that WILL save the world wtf/talking about my future husband wtf.
i don't have a picture of the cake. just imagine this: square shaped lemon cake.
enough to make you drool, eh? teeheehee. oh just entertain me for a bit.
sure, while we're at it, i can't cook to save my life unless of course it's maggi mee but even that i've managed to screw up. once!
i was cooking the korean instant noodles. somehow or rather, i got confused with how much water i had to put into the pot and so as i put in the noodles, the water level started going down. not good. ok fine, i'll just have a lil' bit of soup then. pffft. boy was i wrong. ended up having dried noodles instead! the picture on the packaging lied to meee. i should have sued wtf.
sigh. even cracking an egg is a most tedious task for me.
i need to go for a course teaching me domestic lessons ie. how to cook, chop, clean, bake, wash and many more/omg there's MORE wtf.
unless i skip that and find a job that gives me a fat paycheque every month so that i can afford to hire help. but i also want a baby and they don't come cheap too. i also want a dog and they cost just as much as a baby. looks like i'll have to do everything myself and save up for a dog and then when it comes to the baby, i can rely on my joint financial account :)
i guess i'll start with baking first. i want to bake chocolate chip cookies and cheese cake! they make it so easy on TV that it's ridiculous.
look at me, here i am trying to lose the kilos but still want to bake. not helping my situation.
it's the instant ones where all you need to do is add 1 cup of water, 1/3 oil and 3 eggs. mix it. put it in the oven. 30 minutes later, CAKE!
sure, it's much more convenient to drive to the bakery and pick a cake that sounds fanciest/double chocolate delight anyone? or a cake that has the most fruit toppings you can humanly possible fit or just a swiss roll or sponge cake will do. whatever. i like the smell of cakes baking to fill the air. giving off that homely smell and the illusion that the house is a house that has a marvelous baker baking up a storm!
fine, i like the thought of eating something that i made with my own bare hands. it's very satisfying. sure, sometimes it don't taste so good but hey, i made it! so this is me trying to be domesticated. i can't cook to save my life but i'm trying. if i can't save the world, at least let me feed the man that WILL save the world wtf/talking about my future husband wtf.
i don't have a picture of the cake. just imagine this: square shaped lemon cake.
enough to make you drool, eh? teeheehee. oh just entertain me for a bit.
sure, while we're at it, i can't cook to save my life unless of course it's maggi mee but even that i've managed to screw up. once!
i was cooking the korean instant noodles. somehow or rather, i got confused with how much water i had to put into the pot and so as i put in the noodles, the water level started going down. not good. ok fine, i'll just have a lil' bit of soup then. pffft. boy was i wrong. ended up having dried noodles instead! the picture on the packaging lied to meee. i should have sued wtf.
sigh. even cracking an egg is a most tedious task for me.
i need to go for a course teaching me domestic lessons ie. how to cook, chop, clean, bake, wash and many more/omg there's MORE wtf.
unless i skip that and find a job that gives me a fat paycheque every month so that i can afford to hire help. but i also want a baby and they don't come cheap too. i also want a dog and they cost just as much as a baby. looks like i'll have to do everything myself and save up for a dog and then when it comes to the baby, i can rely on my joint financial account :)
i guess i'll start with baking first. i want to bake chocolate chip cookies and cheese cake! they make it so easy on TV that it's ridiculous.
look at me, here i am trying to lose the kilos but still want to bake. not helping my situation.
Sunday, February 21, 2010
the lion does a dance
my cheeks are stained red not from the liquid blusher but from the scorching hot sun i had the most unfortunate chance of standing under one fine day. adding salt to the wound, i didn't put on my spf40 sunblock. and now, here i am nursing sunburnt cheeks that stings when i apply layer after layers of moisturizer. if there's a time to say fml, this is one of the times.
now i can save myself 30 seconds or less in the morning. i don't have to apply blusher. i now have naturally red cheeks. that sometimes hurt when dry air ie. aircond blows at it.
why was i standing under the sun?
lion dance :D
they have crazy stunts now like jumping from pole to another effortlessly as if they eyes at the back of their behinds/ass :O
now i can save myself 30 seconds or less in the morning. i don't have to apply blusher. i now have naturally red cheeks. that sometimes hurt when dry air ie. aircond blows at it.
why was i standing under the sun?
lion dance :D
they have crazy stunts now like jumping from pole to another effortlessly as if they eyes at the back of their behinds/ass :O
Monday, February 15, 2010
Tung Tung Tung Chang!!!
chinese new year day 2 was spent a visiting.
house-hopping wtf. one of the great customary traditions of the new year celebrations. i don't know about you but my plans for dieting and exercising are thrown out the window. i don't know how anyone can resist all that food glorious food. looks like i can only start my grand plan after the 15 days of celebrations/sigh, willpower damn cannot make it. but whatev's man. i missed last year's celebrations, i ain't missing this years too,yo!
another great thing is the receiving of the angpaus. who doesn't like it when people give you money in bright shiny red packets? i like to see the various red packet designs people use. some are traditional looking whilst there are those that are unique. i usually keep those that are pretty looking.
then there are the lion dance/dragon dance/tiger dance(?) the whole shingding. the loud drums and cymbals and the crazy jumping from one tiny pole to another. you gotta love it. plus the firecrackers and fireworks. last night alone i saw/heard a few of em'. people are willing to spend on these theatrical showpieces. it's like burning your money, literally. but hey, makes the kids happy and it does bring home the festivities of it all so why not. plus it's only once a year. from my bedroom window i saw two fireworks. pretty awesome stuff :) i wanted to take pictures but everytime i clicked, the fireworks boomed into oblivion so i never got to catch them/ like trying to catch a shooting star +___+
and then there's the yee sang. omg i used to hate them with a vengeance but now i look forward to this dish every year! i've had them twice already/prances around cause i'm a happy child.
i like how this celebration brings people together. yeah, we can always go visit one another any other day but somehow for the new year's, people make that extra effort to go visiting and planning dinners to celebrate the new years together. i used to think that cny was only a two day celebration cause it says so in the calendars wtf but little did i know that it's a fifteen day celebration, no wonder we still got angpaus even after the two day period :O chinese history is actually pretty interesting. when i was in taiwan, i enjoyed my visit to the national palace museum tremendously despite it being super crowded. all those artifacts and stories behind them were really interesting. makes me understand my kulh-ture!
13 more days of celebration!
prances around like a happy child :DDD
house-hopping wtf. one of the great customary traditions of the new year celebrations. i don't know about you but my plans for dieting and exercising are thrown out the window. i don't know how anyone can resist all that food glorious food. looks like i can only start my grand plan after the 15 days of celebrations/sigh, willpower damn cannot make it. but whatev's man. i missed last year's celebrations, i ain't missing this years too,yo!
another great thing is the receiving of the angpaus. who doesn't like it when people give you money in bright shiny red packets? i like to see the various red packet designs people use. some are traditional looking whilst there are those that are unique. i usually keep those that are pretty looking.
then there are the lion dance/dragon dance/tiger dance(?) the whole shingding. the loud drums and cymbals and the crazy jumping from one tiny pole to another. you gotta love it. plus the firecrackers and fireworks. last night alone i saw/heard a few of em'. people are willing to spend on these theatrical showpieces. it's like burning your money, literally. but hey, makes the kids happy and it does bring home the festivities of it all so why not. plus it's only once a year. from my bedroom window i saw two fireworks. pretty awesome stuff :) i wanted to take pictures but everytime i clicked, the fireworks boomed into oblivion so i never got to catch them/ like trying to catch a shooting star +___+
and then there's the yee sang. omg i used to hate them with a vengeance but now i look forward to this dish every year! i've had them twice already/prances around cause i'm a happy child.
i like how this celebration brings people together. yeah, we can always go visit one another any other day but somehow for the new year's, people make that extra effort to go visiting and planning dinners to celebrate the new years together. i used to think that cny was only a two day celebration cause it says so in the calendars wtf but little did i know that it's a fifteen day celebration, no wonder we still got angpaus even after the two day period :O chinese history is actually pretty interesting. when i was in taiwan, i enjoyed my visit to the national palace museum tremendously despite it being super crowded. all those artifacts and stories behind them were really interesting. makes me understand my kulh-ture!
13 more days of celebration!
prances around like a happy child :DDD
Thursday, February 11, 2010
they call it special k. i call it a-ok.
i need a weight loss plan. right now, at the top of my head, i can think of kellogg's special k.
i'm not aiming to be skinny but there are a few kilos i could do without and a toned body helps with my self-image and confidence too.
what is NOT helping my situation at all is that the CNY celebrations are just around the corner. how can i resist? all that temptation and i'm only just to sit by and watch people eat? not in this lifetime.
but hell no. i need to do this. otherwise i'll be on this downward spiral to becoming all flabby.
NOT. IN. THIS. LIFETIME. NO WAY.
sigh. maybe after CNY, perhaps?
can you see what i'm working with? mampus ku.
i'm not aiming to be skinny but there are a few kilos i could do without and a toned body helps with my self-image and confidence too.
what is NOT helping my situation at all is that the CNY celebrations are just around the corner. how can i resist? all that temptation and i'm only just to sit by and watch people eat? not in this lifetime.
but hell no. i need to do this. otherwise i'll be on this downward spiral to becoming all flabby.
NOT. IN. THIS. LIFETIME. NO WAY.
sigh. maybe after CNY, perhaps?
can you see what i'm working with? mampus ku.
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
a time for merry making
customer service is really a drag when you're not into it. the effort to smile and sing praises and wax lyrical is enough to put a bullet through your brains.
but then again, you get to meet and talk to people you will NEVER ever regularly meet or talk to in any other situation. the up side i suppose. the down side, there ain't no time for you to be all mr. or in this case, ms. grouch. if you're a grouch, you're only digging yourself a deeper hole into the grouchyland and it ain't a place where dreams come true ala the other place ruled by a mus musculus. it ain't pretty.
just keep smiling, just keep smiling :)
though you would really just want to go shove a shovel up their ass.
but then again, you get to meet and talk to people you will NEVER ever regularly meet or talk to in any other situation. the up side i suppose. the down side, there ain't no time for you to be all mr. or in this case, ms. grouch. if you're a grouch, you're only digging yourself a deeper hole into the grouchyland and it ain't a place where dreams come true ala the other place ruled by a mus musculus. it ain't pretty.
just keep smiling, just keep smiling :)
though you would really just want to go shove a shovel up their ass.
Saturday, February 06, 2010
it ain't a retreat baby, no siree.
i came home today feeling extremely guilty about having toasted twister, cheesy wedges and pepsi for dinner that i immediately put on my running shoes, popped in a dvd and hopped/not exactly more like grudgingly walked my way to the treadmill.
first of all, this is very unnatural character or behaviour on my part because i NEVER apologize for having me some cheesy wedges or the occasional pepsi/not the diet kind please, the regular 7 tablespoons of sugar thanks. so what brought on this guilt trip?
because it's true. i'm putting on the fat suit and it ain't pretty. don't tell me otherwise cause that will just land you a slap in your ass. as i sat eating that toasted twister, my mind began envisioning the fats and calories my body is piling and just sitting idly there :( not the vision you want to see when enjoying a piece of cheesy wedges. FTS i'm turning into those people that watch out for what they eat. i can't do that. i've always prided myself in being able to resist the pressure of watching what i eat and just eat what i want cause life is too short. one thing i know for sure and is my mission to accomplish is to get in shape. that is my life motto for now. say goodbye to unhealthy food and bring on the steamed vegetables and proteins and even special k diet/the kellogs cereal that promises me that i'll lose a jeans size in 2 weeks :D i'm pulling out all the stops now till i get my desired target. despite it being cookies season now, i will prevail and go against the odds/rawrrr.
one thing i realize now that i have a tv to take my attention away from the running is that it makes it that much/to be honest la ok, only slighly easier. but hey, i'll take slightly easier any other day! at least now i don't do the 5 minute countdown, countingdown every 5 minutes till i finish. but man, i feel damn good after the run cause that means i'm o.oooo1 step into getting into shape :))))
so to inaugurate my run today, i put on couple's retreat.
one word:
SERIOUSLY?!
i don't know what the people behind this movie were thinking/heck even the people in the poster! to make a movie like this is to just point and jeer at audiences because it seriously felt like they were testing our patience and intelligence by producing such a piece of crap. i would have understood and heck even appreciated it more if it had drunkenly shameless sex addicted college kids in the movie instead of vince vaughn or kirsten bell or even kristin davis/charlotte from sex and the city, WHAT ARE YOU THINKING INVOLVING YOURSELF IN THIS CRAP THEY TRY TO CALL A MOVIE?!
i don't even know why they bother in the first place. the jokes are so damn funny i laughed on the inside. the plot/storyline so predictable i can write, produce, direct and act it with my eyes closed and hands tied behind my back with my ass strapped on a cactus O___0 i am making claims like these because really that's what the movie made me feel.
i ain't saying it's easy to film, direct, produce, act but really, why even make THIS movie?! what are they trying to sell? couples need to go on a terrible vacation in order to realize that they love each other?! honey, have you heard of couple's therapy?! or even COMMUNICATION! cause they basically did all of that AFTER making US go through inappropriate yoga poses and old, overweight men guitar hero-ing and flirting with younger women and making ass jokes regarding relationships. what the crap. gimme my money back.
the only positive outcome of watching this piece of fiction is that i am now 200plus calories lesser :D and i have a way positive outlook on life, mainly because i'm not involved in any way of the making of the movie, which really, is a cause of celebration, don't you think?
first of all, this is very unnatural character or behaviour on my part because i NEVER apologize for having me some cheesy wedges or the occasional pepsi/not the diet kind please, the regular 7 tablespoons of sugar thanks. so what brought on this guilt trip?
because it's true. i'm putting on the fat suit and it ain't pretty. don't tell me otherwise cause that will just land you a slap in your ass. as i sat eating that toasted twister, my mind began envisioning the fats and calories my body is piling and just sitting idly there :( not the vision you want to see when enjoying a piece of cheesy wedges. FTS i'm turning into those people that watch out for what they eat. i can't do that. i've always prided myself in being able to resist the pressure of watching what i eat and just eat what i want cause life is too short. one thing i know for sure and is my mission to accomplish is to get in shape. that is my life motto for now. say goodbye to unhealthy food and bring on the steamed vegetables and proteins and even special k diet/the kellogs cereal that promises me that i'll lose a jeans size in 2 weeks :D i'm pulling out all the stops now till i get my desired target. despite it being cookies season now, i will prevail and go against the odds/rawrrr.
one thing i realize now that i have a tv to take my attention away from the running is that it makes it that much/to be honest la ok, only slighly easier. but hey, i'll take slightly easier any other day! at least now i don't do the 5 minute countdown, countingdown every 5 minutes till i finish. but man, i feel damn good after the run cause that means i'm o.oooo1 step into getting into shape :))))
so to inaugurate my run today, i put on couple's retreat.
one word:
SERIOUSLY?!
i don't know what the people behind this movie were thinking/heck even the people in the poster! to make a movie like this is to just point and jeer at audiences because it seriously felt like they were testing our patience and intelligence by producing such a piece of crap. i would have understood and heck even appreciated it more if it had drunkenly shameless sex addicted college kids in the movie instead of vince vaughn or kirsten bell or even kristin davis/charlotte from sex and the city, WHAT ARE YOU THINKING INVOLVING YOURSELF IN THIS CRAP THEY TRY TO CALL A MOVIE?!
i don't even know why they bother in the first place. the jokes are so damn funny i laughed on the inside. the plot/storyline so predictable i can write, produce, direct and act it with my eyes closed and hands tied behind my back with my ass strapped on a cactus O___0 i am making claims like these because really that's what the movie made me feel.
i ain't saying it's easy to film, direct, produce, act but really, why even make THIS movie?! what are they trying to sell? couples need to go on a terrible vacation in order to realize that they love each other?! honey, have you heard of couple's therapy?! or even COMMUNICATION! cause they basically did all of that AFTER making US go through inappropriate yoga poses and old, overweight men guitar hero-ing and flirting with younger women and making ass jokes regarding relationships. what the crap. gimme my money back.
the only positive outcome of watching this piece of fiction is that i am now 200plus calories lesser :D and i have a way positive outlook on life, mainly because i'm not involved in any way of the making of the movie, which really, is a cause of celebration, don't you think?
Wednesday, February 03, 2010
it's the year of the tiger, RAWR
chinese new year is next week!
unbelievable. a month ago, we were celebrating the new year. and now, it's the festive season! the malls are all adorned with red lanterns and angpow packets and those flowers that you only see during this season and the music is all 'tung-tung-TUNG-CHANG' which IMHO really sets the mood for the season :)
gotta love this celebration! where else can you eat excessively without feeling guilty and buy new clothes/ok not so this one cause we buy new clothes every other days anyways so this doesn't count but you know what i mean and also get red packets aka ang pow. seriously, a festive season where we makan makan and get $$$ at the same time! best days in the calendar besides xmas and birthdays!
i especially love that all the cookies are out in those plastic with red covered containers are all over the place. that's one of the indications that chinese new year is coming soon :D and the yee sang! ZOMG THE YEE SANG! i used to hate that and only ate the crackers that they sprinkled on top! but now, i look forward to eating yee sang every time chinese new years is around the corner like how people wait for mcd's prosperity burger around the same time. i had my first prosperity burger this year by the way. love the curly fries! not so much the burger. gimme my double cheeseburger or spicy chicken mcdeluxe any day man. slurp!
i may show my disdain when they tell me we'll be balik-ing kampung but really i am secretly super excited about it! despite me complaining about the horrid weather/super duper hot i actually love it especially eating the home cooked food my grandmother makes and the chicken! ZOMG the pak cham kai! fresh kampung chicken make my mouth drools. i think i just made myself sound very unattractive but i don't care. when it comes to food, no two ways about it.
but really i love the festive feeling chinese new year brings. the dinners, the visitings, the gathering of families. joy!
i hope the year of the tiger will be a good one for me :)
and you :D
unbelievable. a month ago, we were celebrating the new year. and now, it's the festive season! the malls are all adorned with red lanterns and angpow packets and those flowers that you only see during this season and the music is all 'tung-tung-TUNG-CHANG' which IMHO really sets the mood for the season :)
gotta love this celebration! where else can you eat excessively without feeling guilty and buy new clothes/ok not so this one cause we buy new clothes every other days anyways so this doesn't count but you know what i mean and also get red packets aka ang pow. seriously, a festive season where we makan makan and get $$$ at the same time! best days in the calendar besides xmas and birthdays!
i especially love that all the cookies are out in those plastic with red covered containers are all over the place. that's one of the indications that chinese new year is coming soon :D and the yee sang! ZOMG THE YEE SANG! i used to hate that and only ate the crackers that they sprinkled on top! but now, i look forward to eating yee sang every time chinese new years is around the corner like how people wait for mcd's prosperity burger around the same time. i had my first prosperity burger this year by the way. love the curly fries! not so much the burger. gimme my double cheeseburger or spicy chicken mcdeluxe any day man. slurp!
i may show my disdain when they tell me we'll be balik-ing kampung but really i am secretly super excited about it! despite me complaining about the horrid weather/super duper hot i actually love it especially eating the home cooked food my grandmother makes and the chicken! ZOMG the pak cham kai! fresh kampung chicken make my mouth drools. i think i just made myself sound very unattractive but i don't care. when it comes to food, no two ways about it.
but really i love the festive feeling chinese new year brings. the dinners, the visitings, the gathering of families. joy!
i hope the year of the tiger will be a good one for me :)
and you :D
Monday, February 01, 2010
for your entertainment
when i was working in the states, the only language problem i encountered was Spanish.
here, i cower in fear when people start speaking in mandarin. i can only say a few basics and that's it. heck even 1-10 in mandarin is tough for me. i have to mentally count from 1-10 all the time especially to tell the difference between 6 and 9. don't ask why but it's difficult +___+
so as part of my new year's resolution, i am picking up mandarin :) and since then i am slowly practicing the language. hopefully by the end i'll be able to carry a conversation but that seems a little too far fetched. i shall persevere and come out triumphant ROARRRR >:D wahh check out my smiley!
i wonder if i can count 1-10 in spanish/mentally counts.
can can :D wahh not bad not bad. still got me some skillz wtf. maybe not in order laa but i can definitely count from 1-5. RESPEK.
it's not easy learning mandarin. the proper way too! being malaysian, the mandarin here is damn rojak. try speaking it the proper way. pffft. make your momma cry, i say! but after every lesson, my confidence level in speaking is 0.1% increasing.
positive growth ok.
i remember trying to learn some basic spanish. wahsehh, not easy ok. i do still know how to say 'one for 15, two for 20'. oh the memories! lots of finger pointing and hand signs but eventually the message got across though it took a lot of time! for mandarin, i kinda have to guess what they are saying after catching one or two words that i know in that whole lotta sentences +___+ and most times, i don't necessarily answer their question.
i try.
so now, i aim to widen my mandarin vocab by watching and listening to more taiwanese dramas/songs!
recommend me shows to watch and songs to listen to :) help me not make a fool of myself in the future. nothing jay chou please. according to my friend, even the chinese educated can't understand what he's saying in his songs +___+
i actually find that hilarious! nothing against him. i do think he is very yeng/thumbs up x 2
ehh, i just remembered i watched princess & the frog last night. FINALLY!
i guess everyone was right. it was alright. good but not great. i kinda expected more. more epic songs and epic love but not so epic. mediocre. i do love the songs though. very jazzy. makes me wanna go to new orleans :) there, it shall be on my list of places to visit. the funny sidekick was not so funny and the villain not so villain-y. the prince and the princess, 3/4 of the ENTIRE film in frog form. not very attractive but then again i like lion king so who am i to judge.
although lions do look better than frogs. i digress.
i thought there were alot of plot holes in the film and felt that they just made the film for the sake of making a princess film. one that uses the traditional/classical hand-drawn form to boot!
if i'm not wrong the last classic princess film was...
/scratch head.
all hail wikipedia cause according to their list, mulan was the last princess. an asian princess! REPRESENT!
anyone remember the part where wushu said he wasn't a lizard? i remember laughing so hard at that i peed in my pants.
Mulan: My ancestors sent a little lizard to help me?
Mushu: Hey! Dragon. *Dragon*, not lizard. I don't do that tongue thing.
he's a dragon and no i didn't pee in my pants, you beetch.
the hooha surrounding the princess & the frog was that tiana didn't have enough of a screen time to be fully called the first african-american princess. she did only become a princess in the last 5 minutes of the film but hey, who needs a fictional princess when you have beyonce to represent. damnson, that girl can do no wrong!
i just came to realize that disney makes falling in love seem so easy! no wonder my view is skewered and unrealistic, sorta but whatever, i hold on to hope that i too shall be a disney princess one day with the right dress and makeup. it's always the DRESS! think belle in beauty and the beast and ariel in the little mermaid and aurora in the sleeping beauty. pfft. see how little girls should not watch disney princesses? all this carries on till you're in your twenties :/ and will live forevermore in our minds.
see! proof!
/wails.
no wonder some girls want a big, poofy, white dress to wear on their wedding.
it's all disney's fault.
here, i cower in fear when people start speaking in mandarin. i can only say a few basics and that's it. heck even 1-10 in mandarin is tough for me. i have to mentally count from 1-10 all the time especially to tell the difference between 6 and 9. don't ask why but it's difficult +___+
so as part of my new year's resolution, i am picking up mandarin :) and since then i am slowly practicing the language. hopefully by the end i'll be able to carry a conversation but that seems a little too far fetched. i shall persevere and come out triumphant ROARRRR >:D wahh check out my smiley!
i wonder if i can count 1-10 in spanish/mentally counts.
can can :D wahh not bad not bad. still got me some skillz wtf. maybe not in order laa but i can definitely count from 1-5. RESPEK.
it's not easy learning mandarin. the proper way too! being malaysian, the mandarin here is damn rojak. try speaking it the proper way. pffft. make your momma cry, i say! but after every lesson, my confidence level in speaking is 0.1% increasing.
positive growth ok.
i remember trying to learn some basic spanish. wahsehh, not easy ok. i do still know how to say 'one for 15, two for 20'. oh the memories! lots of finger pointing and hand signs but eventually the message got across though it took a lot of time! for mandarin, i kinda have to guess what they are saying after catching one or two words that i know in that whole lotta sentences +___+ and most times, i don't necessarily answer their question.
i try.
so now, i aim to widen my mandarin vocab by watching and listening to more taiwanese dramas/songs!
recommend me shows to watch and songs to listen to :) help me not make a fool of myself in the future. nothing jay chou please. according to my friend, even the chinese educated can't understand what he's saying in his songs +___+
i actually find that hilarious! nothing against him. i do think he is very yeng/thumbs up x 2
ehh, i just remembered i watched princess & the frog last night. FINALLY!
i guess everyone was right. it was alright. good but not great. i kinda expected more. more epic songs and epic love but not so epic. mediocre. i do love the songs though. very jazzy. makes me wanna go to new orleans :) there, it shall be on my list of places to visit. the funny sidekick was not so funny and the villain not so villain-y. the prince and the princess, 3/4 of the ENTIRE film in frog form. not very attractive but then again i like lion king so who am i to judge.
although lions do look better than frogs. i digress.
i thought there were alot of plot holes in the film and felt that they just made the film for the sake of making a princess film. one that uses the traditional/classical hand-drawn form to boot!
if i'm not wrong the last classic princess film was...
/scratch head.
all hail wikipedia cause according to their list, mulan was the last princess. an asian princess! REPRESENT!
anyone remember the part where wushu said he wasn't a lizard? i remember laughing so hard at that i peed in my pants.
Mulan: My ancestors sent a little lizard to help me?
Mushu: Hey! Dragon. *Dragon*, not lizard. I don't do that tongue thing.
he's a dragon and no i didn't pee in my pants, you beetch.
the hooha surrounding the princess & the frog was that tiana didn't have enough of a screen time to be fully called the first african-american princess. she did only become a princess in the last 5 minutes of the film but hey, who needs a fictional princess when you have beyonce to represent. damnson, that girl can do no wrong!
i just came to realize that disney makes falling in love seem so easy! no wonder my view is skewered and unrealistic, sorta but whatever, i hold on to hope that i too shall be a disney princess one day with the right dress and makeup. it's always the DRESS! think belle in beauty and the beast and ariel in the little mermaid and aurora in the sleeping beauty. pfft. see how little girls should not watch disney princesses? all this carries on till you're in your twenties :/ and will live forevermore in our minds.
see! proof!
/wails.
no wonder some girls want a big, poofy, white dress to wear on their wedding.
it's all disney's fault.
Saturday, January 30, 2010
zip your lip with a padlock
one of my ny resolution is to not give a damn what people think. i can't go around pleasing every single soul out there and let myself be the one bearing the burden of it all. at the end of the day, i'm the one who gets hit with the shit at the end of the fan.
do you feel on somedays where things are just fine and you have nothing to be worried about or nothing to be sulky about because things are moving along perfectly but somehow at the end of the day you just feel restless or incomplete or unsatisfied or just plain blah? i don't know how to put into words what i'm trying to say but let's just say you start thinking about the past, present and future and you see and feel is bleakness and emptiness. can you imagine that? that sorta feeling of nothingness that just brings a heavy burden to your heart. as if you can feel your heart being weighed down but you can't pinpoint what's weighing it down.
i'm having one of those moments where i just want to cry. not for any particular reason but just to release whatever that's pent up inside though what i'm keeping inside, i have no real idea. all i know is that i have some thing to release from the inside and the only outlet i feel where i can let it all out is by crying. hard core sobbing too! i remember reading somewhere that crying show's that you are alive, not sissy/coward or something along those lines. maybe that's what i need. to know that i'm ALIVE.
stuck in a rut. that's it. i think i'm crying because i feel like i'm stuck in a rut. like my life is going nowhere. it's the pressure from life itself. from the structure that we have all somehow agreed upon in the contract of life and how it should progress. the perfect system that i want to breakfree from yet feel so lost and alone when i'm one step out of the system. the window to the other side promises me something stable and safe. something i will willingly go through because everyone is doing it. that's what will make my life better somehow. but i don't want to. at least i think i don't want to. only God knows what i want because right now, i don't know. i'm really upset. i wish i can talk about this nothingness. so intangible. nothing to grasp on. so out there yet so in here. so vague yet so familiar. how would i even begin describing it?
maybe i'm just hungry and i'm trying to distract my mind from the hunger by conjuring up crazy shit about nothingness and emptiness.
i'm blaming my hunger for this post. i don't even know what i'm trying to say :/ maybe in the morning i will.
after breakfast wtf.
do you feel on somedays where things are just fine and you have nothing to be worried about or nothing to be sulky about because things are moving along perfectly but somehow at the end of the day you just feel restless or incomplete or unsatisfied or just plain blah? i don't know how to put into words what i'm trying to say but let's just say you start thinking about the past, present and future and you see and feel is bleakness and emptiness. can you imagine that? that sorta feeling of nothingness that just brings a heavy burden to your heart. as if you can feel your heart being weighed down but you can't pinpoint what's weighing it down.
i'm having one of those moments where i just want to cry. not for any particular reason but just to release whatever that's pent up inside though what i'm keeping inside, i have no real idea. all i know is that i have some thing to release from the inside and the only outlet i feel where i can let it all out is by crying. hard core sobbing too! i remember reading somewhere that crying show's that you are alive, not sissy/coward or something along those lines. maybe that's what i need. to know that i'm ALIVE.
stuck in a rut. that's it. i think i'm crying because i feel like i'm stuck in a rut. like my life is going nowhere. it's the pressure from life itself. from the structure that we have all somehow agreed upon in the contract of life and how it should progress. the perfect system that i want to breakfree from yet feel so lost and alone when i'm one step out of the system. the window to the other side promises me something stable and safe. something i will willingly go through because everyone is doing it. that's what will make my life better somehow. but i don't want to. at least i think i don't want to. only God knows what i want because right now, i don't know. i'm really upset. i wish i can talk about this nothingness. so intangible. nothing to grasp on. so out there yet so in here. so vague yet so familiar. how would i even begin describing it?
maybe i'm just hungry and i'm trying to distract my mind from the hunger by conjuring up crazy shit about nothingness and emptiness.
i'm blaming my hunger for this post. i don't even know what i'm trying to say :/ maybe in the morning i will.
after breakfast wtf.
BRAID, the musical
twenty plus years and never have i.
never have i done such drastic change.
change that fortunately has been pretty good.
good that i think to myself, why hadn't i done this earlier?
earlier like right after secondary school and that mass exam the gov makes us take, making us believe that life and death depended on this very exam but i digress. earlier like how my peers all started to transform.
transform gradually, first the length then the colours then the styles.
styles that i can only admire from afar/because i was too cowardly to do anything about mine.
afar no more. after twenty plus years, i can proudly/maybe not, depends on which side of the coin you're looking at. i can now say that i no longer have virgin hair/never been touched hair.
hair has now been styled differently from the one that i have been born with. genetically given. God given. i have gone against my own belief and done the most drastic thing i can ever do to myself unless i go get piercings in various parts of my body or get a tattoo which i doubt i will ever do, this will have to be the most DRASTIC thing i can do :/
friends have told me that they love how straight and shiny my hair is.
now i have none of those :(
which makes me quite sad but damn i'm loving this new do! twenty plus years and finally a change! waited too long for this. WAYYY too long.
never have i done such drastic change.
change that fortunately has been pretty good.
good that i think to myself, why hadn't i done this earlier?
earlier like right after secondary school and that mass exam the gov makes us take, making us believe that life and death depended on this very exam but i digress. earlier like how my peers all started to transform.
transform gradually, first the length then the colours then the styles.
styles that i can only admire from afar/because i was too cowardly to do anything about mine.
afar no more. after twenty plus years, i can proudly/maybe not, depends on which side of the coin you're looking at. i can now say that i no longer have virgin hair/never been touched hair.
hair has now been styled differently from the one that i have been born with. genetically given. God given. i have gone against my own belief and done the most drastic thing i can ever do to myself unless i go get piercings in various parts of my body or get a tattoo which i doubt i will ever do, this will have to be the most DRASTIC thing i can do :/
friends have told me that they love how straight and shiny my hair is.
now i have none of those :(
which makes me quite sad but damn i'm loving this new do! twenty plus years and finally a change! waited too long for this. WAYYY too long.
Monday, January 25, 2010
kravings
i had dimsum for breakfast. i wanted egg tarts but they didn't have them so i had to wait.
i kept turning my head towards the direction of the kitchen hoping, anticipating for that plate of egggy goodness stuffed in a pastry puff but it never came.
till the end of the meal did i see my egg tarts. loads of them too. FML. i was too full and mad to bother.
so now i'm left craving for egg tarts at 2am +_____+
i kept turning my head towards the direction of the kitchen hoping, anticipating for that plate of egggy goodness stuffed in a pastry puff but it never came.
till the end of the meal did i see my egg tarts. loads of them too. FML. i was too full and mad to bother.
so now i'm left craving for egg tarts at 2am +_____+
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