Not Fun Anymore

I do not enjoy being ordered around right after waking up. Who does anyway?

The difference between me and my brother:

he can bloody well go wherever he wants, come back anytime and my mom won't say more than a sentence. I, on the other hand, have to beg her just to drive out and buy something. And if it is after 8 p.m.-don't bother asking.

That's right. I'm pathethic.

Well, luckily, I'm quite a homely person. I don't even join them for breakfast in the mornings when I happen to wake up early. That's because I love to stay at home. Frankly, breakfast fares here suck, except for nasi lemak. Even that, I can't have it too often, can I?

I read the paper this morning and the news are getting more and more ridiculous. Utter crap. Take for example, StarTwo, about the addiction to handphones. Who doesn't know about that? Tell me, siaper tak tau, hah? You see them everywhere, typing away with their crooked thumb, moving at speed-of-light on their worn out keypads, sms-ing to whoever they think is free enough to glance at their bloody messages. Who has never come across a collegemate that seems to be ALWAYS on the phone, laughing or smiling to herself? Well, on bad days, she would be bitching and throwing tantrums, with the phone right up her face. Old news la, old news……… I don't know why I even spend MYR1.20 on The Star. If anybody remembers, they once placed the story where Siti Nurhaliza's love interest is one datuk K on page 3. Bloody hell, Page 3!!!! Forget about those car-crash victims, those rapists who got what they deserved, those newly launched plans to bring Malaysia to greater heights and all the other more important stuff that every literate person should know about, we SHOULD put SITI NURHALIZA ON PAGE 3!! Of course, I was appalled at The Star at that time. Idiots run this paper. But damn my undying habit, I have to fulfil my morning paper fix and The Star is the only one with good comics. I'm waiting for Mawi to appear on front-page for me to finally shake off this disgusting addiction. Well, even if they run Brangelina on page 3, it would also be unforgivable. That's a tabloid already, unless they're dead, even a car-crash is not allowed. Honestly, I know the internet is a better source of latest, trusted news, like BBC. But nothing can beat the feel of crisp fresh smell of a newspaper in the morning with whatever I'm having for breakfast (lunch, sometimes). That simple flip of the page while munching on food is internally satisfying.

ok, I stop ranting now. I go do better things now.

So, my brother is back from Melaka. Now, at least I have someone to talk shit with.

And he said I look much fatter now. Well, old news…*yawn*

One thing about brothers is that, they bloody laugh at every single thing that you do. Like I was practising playing the guitar, and he sniggerred. I showed him the Edward Scissorhands portrait that I drew, he laughed. I grabbed marshmallows and  guess what, he made snide comments. Among other things……he laughed at me for being fatter too. Not that he's a particularly jovial person, he's just a brother. Oh well, at least there's somebody to laugh at me when I kena kau-kau from my mom. How convenient, anytime of the day, any-bloody-damn-place. I'm glad he's back. 

Guess who went to the KLIMS06? That's Kuala Lumpur International MotorShow '06, noob. Hahaha
Cars, cars and more cars!!!!

Guess who I spotted there? Shaolintiger and KimberlyCun! Tak kenal? Noob. Hahahaha
( I would've linked their pages but I dunno have to get permission onot, so just google them la….if interested. I read their blogs quite regularly because u know la….I got nothing better to do lorr)

Guess who I met there? CWC!! And I got a keychain from him!! Tak kenal him? Nvm…..ahahahha
He's manning the UNITEN booth with another friend of his… and gets to ogle at all those lengluis without paying a sen. Plus, he's at hall-4 where he can overlook all those lengluis below him at hall-3, lucky basket*. (Not like me, I had to pay MYR 20.00 bcos it's a fricking weekend)

Well, well, who's going there anytime soon? Come, I tell which exhibitor got prettiest lengluis. Hehehehe
Kia and Hyundai have overall the most lengluis.
Skoda got one only(ahah),
Toyota, and Volvo
Ummm….. and Honda I think.
Mercedes, Brabus and others all……ahem….nothing much to see la….
(again, I must stress that I'm fricking STRAIGHT)
And all the middle-aged men taking pics with lengluis with their handphones and some pro ones, with huge-ass camera+lenses. I dunno la…they might be taking pics of the car also.

well, I didn't take any pics cos…..surprise, surprise…..the camera is with my brother. And I'm so bloody poor to even afford a cameraphone of my own.

I walked til my toes bled,
til my throat dried up,
til my eyes crossed over,
to find that my mom bought nothing for me,
even after 4 hours in The Mall.

of course, I exaggerated. The only truth above is the '4 hours'.
It's not just any mall, it's THE mall.
Not that I need anything anyway, thanks for saving up for my college fund, ma.*sarcasm* Anyway, she promised to cook me some chilli crabs cos we didn't have time to stop at Kuala Selangor for dinner. Yum!

Wait, I went there to look at cars right?
Yeah, they're very pretty. However, some are dusty and full of smudged fingerprints.
Favourite cars must be the Mazdas and Hondas. I dunno the names and particulars la, I would have to dig through the pile of hand-outs and scan through those tiny words just to tell you la. You know I dont' have the fervency to do that…..
It seems that I talk about girls only hor…..

So now I talk about guys k.

I saw Channel [V]'s Manhunt. And Jon Johnson, the winner is super HAWT!! He wins hands down, cos the contender is so ghey. I'm sure he knows all there is to know about modelling but, can he not be so ghey? Lipgloss, omg……eyeliner, omg……clean-cut looks are not that manly, old news…….he also smiles like a ghey. Sure, Jon has a scar and not-so-neat teeth, who cares? His naked shot in sepia is so HAWT!! Of course, I din see anything oso…because it's just covered cleverly in the pic.  

Anybody kenal Lady Heather? The super hot character from CSI? I'm talking about CSI,not New York, NOT MIAMI!NEVER EVER MIAMI!!! ok, no use getting fired up for a stupid show. So, Lady Heather, I actually don't know what exactly that she does. I think she's a mama-san, a very damn hot mama-san. Funny I don't think Melinda Clarke is super hot when she's on OC. But in CSI…….whoaaaaaa *wets the keyboard with drool*……….it's another story altogetharrrr. I've just watched the episode where Lady Heather's daughter was killed a few days ago. Must say this, her investigating skills are much higher than the whole bunch of CSIs because she reached the culprit much sooner than Grissom. A very different universe from theirs, considering that she has no lab to spin and examine every single detail, no evidence in her hands to tell her 'the truth', no AFIS database to run fingerprints through and most importantly, she worked alone. Very powerful indeed. Then while waiting for Grissom, she passed time flogging the fler who killed her daughter. FLOGGING SO SEXILY……..must highlight this. That killer is so damn lucky, I wanna be just like Lady Heather. Flogging the lucky poor fler while he's being tied to the grill of her SUV with headlamps burning his back with a whip is oh-so-disturbing. Luckily Grissom is a good friend of hers, I guess she will be let-off without any warning whatsoever.

And talking bout CSIs, Gary Sinise(Detective Mack, CSI New York) played Lieutenant Dan in Forrest Gump. Just so you know.

Ahem.

On another note, here's a simple something I drew because I was very free.

Pardon me for making you open another page to view my lousy artwork. I have no patience left to tinker with uploading/resizing/linking this image.

I bought a super big pack of marshmallows, and it's super.

Mashimaros YUM!

I toasted it on the fire while my mom cooked…..YUM! It's sickeningly sweet….YUM! 

I might sound uppity here, but I can't find any decent marshmallows from local brands, so must spend a bit more to get good stuff wan. You live only once ma…. 

I had wasted a good one hour writing a post just now. But due to the serious incompetency of either streamyx or wordpress, a masterpiece has spiralled down the dark abyss of the internet realm. I kid you not, a good one hour…WASTED…..Arghhhh!!! It will never reach the glorious surface of your screen ever. Never ever ever ever…..

*sigh*
No use crying over spilt milk. Now I will attempt to create the same larger than life master piece in…………………~~~~ta daaa~~~~ only 30 mins.

Ok, here goes…..
I was chatting with the tau keh soh while waiting for the guitar lesson. She had just sent her daughter to AIMST(Asian Institute of Medicine, Science & Technology, for the uninitiated), doing her foundation year and all. So she asked a few questions, where am I studying, what course, oh, why mechanical, isn’t that a guy’s field and everything else. In returned I offered a few opinions, about this and that, so on. But in between these, I was quite taken aback when she asked “So, how was your form 5 results?”

Hmm…..how WAS my form 5 results? Isn’t that kinda….private? Like asking another person which color of the rainbow her panty is? Futhermore, isn’t that question kinda ambiguous? Like, what does she want for an answer? “I did so-so”? “Hmm….pretty well”? Or to tell her exactly how many A(s)?
But knowing what a normal everyday conversation with a Chinese requires, I answered limply “8 As…”.
Sien.
Well, no harm done. I’m ok with it, it’s understood, it’s inevitable, it’s like *this*. I ok with it partly because I know that how many As you’ve got doesn’t necessarily builds character. And I AM a *good* character. A very *GOOD* character indeed, I am. Then she went
“Oh, out of ten subjects?” *with fingers spread out showing ‘ten’*
“Yes, out of ten subjects….” *not doing anything with fingers*
Then we went on yakking. It’s cool. I can talk nicely to aunties, it shows how *GOOD* a character I am. By the very wayyyy…… I didn’t mean to be racsist there when I said ‘But knowing what a normal everyday conversation with a Chinese requires’. It’s just a fact and I’m not discriminating against middle-aged women also. It’s understood……well, I’m Chinese, big deal. Don’t go fanning some imaginary rascism fire now, or you’ll get a visit from “The Dolt Exterminathor”.

Later, the music room door opened. Out came the student before me and he walked past. Wait, it’s a familiar figure. He turned back and……ZOMG! It’s my Chung Cheng classmate! I was tongue-tied for a moment. It was so unexpected. Then I came to my senses and we exchanged the usual “Hey, hi, what u doing here?” “Hey, yeah, I’m learning guitar here” “well, gtg now…see ya” “bye”. Done. He’s much taller now, maybe around my height or more….well, he *used* to be shorter than me, like 9 years ago. Muauhahahah…. yeah, and his looks didn’t change much, so was mine, judging from how easy for him to recognise me.

Funny, the *only* thing I remember soon after that encounter was that he was the one who told me what a ‘Kotex’ is. It was during standard 5(i think) and we were hanging out, 2 girls and him. And they were saying something about Kotex and I have no freaking idea what it was. How dumb of me, but well, after much pleas to tell me what it is….he finally blurted it all out. And I was still as blur as ever.*blames mom for not telling earlier*
Now, you know.
And for those who still don’t know what exactly a KOTEX is…….. you can ram your car into the nearest tree now thankyouverymuch.
Hmm, I should know that stuff earlier than him right? Afterall, I’m a *girl*. I guess he’s sick and demented and later brushed it all on us. But he was great fun, great to have around, unlike me. So now, after 11 years of public schooling and a couple of years of university life, I’ve reached the 7th-Dan of the holy art of Uprecedented Perversity. If ever there was such an art form, it would have to have 89407689 levels and I would only reach the 7th. All because I have *GOOD* character. Cool stuff, that is.

And then I went into the music room and went through all the stuff I’m supposed to practice at home. Not bad, except for a few slips. And I was given more homework to occupy my *free* time. *wheeee* I finally have something to do!!! *say it with a hint of sarcasm*

Oh gosh, re-writing something I’ve thought through takes up as much time as writing the first piece. Another good one hour wasted……. *sigh*

"I'VE JUST POPPED A PIMPLE ON MY FOREHEAD!"

No, I meant to say "I've just squeezed out the pus from the acne lesion which was on my forehead(which is above my eye, just below the hairline, which is essentially the thing u would frown with by contracting the frontalis, the muscle on ur forehead btw)".

do we have to sound smart most of the time and riddle others with our oh-so-extensive vorcarbularly? 

The tv, media,and radio are full of these dipshits. The tv especially, arghhh!!!die!!!die!!!die u!!! die!! 

ok, anyway, I drew something(a simple comic nyahahah) with mspaint but I can't upload it cos it's too big(3 damn Megwabyaites).  I know, I suck bcos I dunno how to resize that damn thing using mspaint to save some space. Once, I get to it, it'll be up in no time.

And I totally phael at playing chess. Jess has beaten me 6-2, yeah I've only won twice out of 8 games. And once, she pwned me in only 3-4 mins(?). Sien. Checkmate dear,yes it's checkmate, you cannot go elsewhere di….. sien…belum 5 mins yet laaaaaaaa….arghhhhh

no, no,play again, again!!! arghhhhh….can't believe it….arghhh in only 4 steps?

And she's going back this thursday. I *think* I'm gonna get a chess set and play alone. You wait la Jess….wait til I invent a two-step sure-pwn way!!!!11111oneone

 oh yeah, I have my guitar class tomorrow. Yes, I've finally decided to get off my arse and do something. It's still the easy stuff now, so I *semangatly* practice. But I'm the kind who would easily give up, espesially if it involves synchronizing my fingers to a particular sequence of musical arrangement(vorcarburarly working overtime). *stares grudgingly at the piano*

Nvm, it's afterall a bit more than a month left for lessons. Nyahahahahahah… 

*stares at the piano again* 

Ever been in an argument?
Where you were being shot with nasty accusations, point-blank, and you retaliate by uttering words that you know will hurt that person the most?
Never?
Good for you. But I’m very sure most of us has done that cowardy lame-ass act before. Me too, all the time. But I really try to keep my cool first before finally erupting. It’s something like a natural thing, I don’t go on thinking “Hmmm….I bet if I said that she would just shut up and submit to me cos I am a better person than she is”. The words just come out. It is a very COWARDLY thing to do. It’s like a samurai striking from the back, it’s like a soldier killing another who is unarmed, it is 100 men against 1, there’s plenty of indignity and unpleasant sights. Bringing up something that hurts the opponent might make me feel better, at that moment, but the scene after would be very very messy. Cleaning up would be a herculean task.
I really try to be more levelheaded. It’s hard trying to be mature and sensible, an adult. And I’ve seen adults who are not mature OR sensible enough. It kinda misses the whole point of being an adult if they still behave like children. Throwing tantrums, trying to get things their way, “I DOWAN TO FREN YOU ANYMORE”, bitching around, things they do, shows what they are really about. Though they do not sound exactly that way, it is quite similar, I assure you.
I really hope that I can finally sit down and discuss with others, with an open mind, about everything. It’s hard to do, nasty words are bound to be exchanged, but at least I want to show myself that I’m calm enough and be able to prove my point to others, even a little. No, I’m not into brainwashing, but sometimes when it comes to serious matters, there are certain things that you must understand not to do to get your opinion heard without causing a storm. I still have a lot to learn to deal with things the right way.
Sometimes, I reflect on what I’ve said and, you know, I’m not a good person afterall. And for one moment, I really wanted to control how I behave. It really is tiring sometimes, to think before I speak, to avoid hitting where it hurts most and to keep quiet when bludgeoned by accusations after accusations. It also doesn’t help that my temper flares pretty easily.
Well, the easy way out here, is to simply say “what do I care?”
Honestly, I said that many many times. But problems like this do arise, on and off. There must be a way to solve them, without any bloodshed.

Open Arms-Journey

heard the funky white boy(Elliot) sing this today. I miss this so much. 

It takes courage to make the next step, no matter how tiny.

Now, I'm not sure if I want to go for guitar lessons. I think I'll slack off again like what happened to piano. And what if the teacher is mean? I don't like mean music teachers. Afterall, I have only one and a half months left of my holidays. I have to decide fast. Ugh. But I'm so bored at home……I mean, I can learn by myself. The internet is full of these guitar lesson stuff. Just the discipline that I don't have and besides that, I really need someone to impress me. So that I'll go "WHOAAAA……U GOTTA TEACH ME THAT!". But, hmm….. I don't know….. 

What can I say? There's no point in making an appointment beforehand because I ended up waiting for half an hour for my turn to get f**kedup again.

And the other patients(wateva) are morons. She and her Bf(i assume) just got an sms saying that Chris is out of the american Idol race. And she went all whiny and stuff saying how he is soooo much better than the other ones. Like, shut up b*tch. I don't mean to eavesdrop but the sheer volume of your voice made it kinda hard for me to stare at the dustbin. And today is a FRIIIIIDAY, which means the results are already out at 5.30 YEEEESSSTERDAYYYYY…….. so it's old news, thankyouverymuch. And I do think Chris deserves to be kicked out at this point. Because although he has a superb recording voice like everybody says, he just refused to compromise. Imagine doing rock on Stevie Wonder's week. How f**kedup is that? He's obviously not versatile. And I think I'm bored of him already.

Ok, it was finally my turn to get into the room, sit on the chair, open my mouth and let the doctor do whatever she wants. So she picked my teeth here and there, compared the structure to the cast she made of my teeth aeons ago and said "I guess it's ready, we can take your braces off now".

I must ruin my own joyous moment by pointing out to her that they're not really aligned yet. So, I did. And after more pricking and probing, she agreed, and said "yes, this part isn't it?" I nodded.

To the nurse, she said "I guess we'd better use the thicker wire. Hand me the 169(I have no idea what's this). And we'd have to tie them up".

So, by tying them up, it means I don't have any colour bands on my braces anymore, they're all bound with wires, shiny, twisted metal wires. When I open my mouth people will be shoutin' "F**king close your f**king mouth b*tch! It's bloody fu*king GLARING!!". I HAVE BLINKBLINKS IN MY MOUTH NOW. *sigh*

And it's no fun having TWO nurses hovering above you while the Doc prod and probes your nasi-lemak smelling mouth. I hope they didn't notice that. Maybe they're thinking "Omg, how many blackheads ARE there?" or "What the hell is THAT?". Yeah, it got me thinking too, after that.

Say, should I be less vulgar?