The dawn is breaking
A light shining through
You're barely waking
And i'm tangled up in you, yeah

But i'm open, you're closed,
Where i'll follow, you'll go,
I worry I won't see your face
Light up again

Even the best fall down sometimes
Even the wrong words seem to rhyme
Out of the doubt that fills my mind
I somehow find, you and I, Collide

I'm quiet you know,
You make a first impression
I've found i'm scared to know i'm always on your mind

Even the best fall down sometimes
Even the stars refuse to shine
Out of the back you fall in time,
You somehow find, you and I, Collide

Don't stop here
I lost my place
I'm close behind

Even the best fall down sometimes
Even the wrong words seem to rhyme
Out of the doubt that fills your mind
You finally find, you and I, Collide
You finally find, you and I, Collide
You finally find, you and I, Collide
___________

This song makes me cry.
This song is full of meaning and it doesn't really apply to me or what I have been through, but this song will always be my favorite song of all time, and a close second is The Click Five's Good Day because that song always cheers me up and puts a smile on my face, even though my day has been far from good.

Today we had lasagna at Huai's house. It was good. Real good. So good, in fact, that my stomach feels so utterly round right now, I feel like a ball. My stomach is too big for my liking that I just expertly hide it behind a t-shirt or my trusty red hoodie.

It's hard, being compared to other people. You are scrutinized so closely, as if you're an experiment sitting in a petri dish under a microscope and even remarks like "No wonder lah, your figure like that" make me cringe and hate myself.

I know I should probably flip that person who said that off and get on with my life being all satisfied with myself but I AM NOT.

I AM NOT SATISFIED. I am not satisfied with who I am, dammit!

So this time, no sitting around. No laziness. No more being greedy. I am exercising and I shall go to the gym!

.......... Once I get that pair of sports shoes.

Labels: guavalians

I have had enough of fluff. I'm pretty sick of Bones/Booth for the moment.

FLUFF, not SMUT for God's sakes.

Fluff means fluff. Romance. Happy clappy stuff.

Smut means... smut. *shudder*

I only read homosexual - MALE TO MALE ONLY - smut, thank you very much :)

And speaking of homosexual Bones smut... I just found http://community.livejournal.com/bones_slash THIS website :D

God, thank you for creating Livejournal communities.
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BONES FLUFF!

Bones and Booth fluff fanfiction!!!!

Right over here :-
http://www.fanfiction.net/tv/Bones/3/0/1/1/0/0/0/2/0/1/

The stories warmed my heart and made me smile a smile similar to a Cheshire Cat's :)

Now I feel like drawing small red and pink hearts and talk about flowers and sunshine, birds and the bees and think about other happy clappy things, oh just because. I don't even mind that due to my cheap nail polish remover, the skin on my fingers is drying up and I really really really need moisturizer.

Oh, David. If only you were locked in my closet. :)

2 hours and 25 minutes to Lynette Oneechan's birthday.
I miss you!

Labels: fun, hot guys

MY ULTIMATE FAVORITE BONES QUOTE OF ALL TIME (WELL, OF SEASON ONE) IS...

Zack: This is the type of situation where people say, "Oh my God".
Hodgins: Pretend you're a person and say it.
Zack: Oh my God.
(Ep: The Woman At The Airport)

And others are :

Zack: The murder weapon is a larger version of the surgical implement used on the victim's jaw.
Brennan: You compared the wounds to the marks left on her jaw? That's brilliant, Zack.
Zack: It was Hodgins; well Hodgins quoting you, so it was us. Go team!
(Ep: The Woman At The Airport)

Brennan: You know, I'd like to drive sometime.
Booth: (Changing the subject) Look, our contact out here is Special Agent Tricia Finn.
Brennan: I'm an excellent driver.
Booth: Ok, Rainman.
Brennan: I don’t know what that means.
Booth: I’m always gonna drive, you know that, right? Me behind the wheel and you over there on the grandma side.
Brennan: I’m not above telling Deputy Director Cullen what kind of car you rented.
(In the next shot we see Brennan with a big smile behind the wheel and Booth less than happy in the passenger seat)
(Ep:The Woman At The Airport)

Hodgins: I recognize that look.
Brennan: What?
Hodgins: You're writing another book. When you write, you get a stunned look on your face like you stuck a fork in a toaster.
(Ep: A Boy In A Bush)

Hall: (about Brennan) Where'd you find her?
Booth: Museum.
(Ep: The Man In The Wall)

Hodgins: How many times do you want me to poke Zack?
Brennan: Just once, but as hard as you can.
Zack: As hard as he can? Why don't I hit him as hard as I can?
Hodgins: Because you have arms like noodles while I'm vigorous and burly.
(Hodgins hits him with the cane.)
Zack: That all you got, burly boy?
(Ep: The Man In The Wall)

Zack: (Ranting maniacally) I was out taking the pictures you needed and there was a sign and numbers on the ground and I thought, "Why assume a quasi-randomly generated function-oriented paradigm?"
Hodgins: Zack! When you talk that fast, human beings can't hear you.
(Ep: A Man On Death Row)

BONESSS!

On the last 3 eps now :)
SEASON TWO, PLEASE ANYONE?

Labels: musings

DAVID BOREANAZ IS DRIVING ME NUTS.
in a good way. :)
ZHENG JOOOOOOOOOOOOO how can your friends say he is some ugly old man?!?!?!?! I'd KILL for him! I'd KILL!!!!!

*fans self*

Shirtless scene on hospital bed - though attatched to a dozen tubes - HOT!

*fans self again*

I'm saving the last six episodes from the first season until tomorrow.

Omg I just found a wet-shirt picture of David :O

Which i'm not posting up here. Wooh!

*fans self fans self*

And some asshole from my neighbours' side (don't worry, Chin Hong, it's not you, it's the gasman) keeps knocking on the wall with a blunt object which sounds like a hammer, but it sounds like he isn't hitting a nail. He's sort of knocking the wall with it.
Psychopath.

Labels: hot guys

EDIT

irrelevant lolcat below :-



just thought it was unbelievably cute :)

makes me want wine now. dammit.

OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMG

I just finished watching Bones episodes 5-8 (because the CD that contained eps 1-4 wasn't included in my supposedly complete box set WTF?! I'm going back to the shop tomorrow to demand a replacement) AND IT IS SOO SO SOSOSOSSOSOSOSOSOSOOSO GOOOOD!

I LOVE the sarcastic remarks zinging back and forth from Special Agent Booth and Dr Temperance "Bones" Brennan.
Throw in three witty co-workers and you won't get your butt off your sofa.

It doesn't hurt that Zack (sidekick to Dr.Brennan) is super cute :D


And so's hunky Special Agent Booth or Angel in the series Angel.


Dr. Daniel Goodman: That is not a tuxedo, Dr. Hodgins.
Dr. Jack Hodgins: I am not going, Dr. Goodman.
Dr. Daniel Goodman: You are going.
[places name tag in Dr. Hodgins' pocket]
Dr. Daniel Goodman: When we arrive the donors will all be wearing name tags.
Zack Addy: What do we talk about?
Dr. Daniel Goodman: Your work, of course.
Angela Montenegro: Zack's work consists of removing flesh from corpses. Hodgins dissects bugs that have been eating people's eyeballs.
Dr. Jack Hodgins: Leave me out of it - I am not going.
Dr. Daniel Goodman: And how do you see your job?
Angela Montenegro: [sighs] I draw death masks.
Dr. Daniel Goodman: Is that really how you see it?
Angela Montenegro: Don't you?
Dr. Daniel Goodman: You are the best of us, Miss Montenegro. You discern humanity in the wreck of a ruined human body. You give victims back their faces - their identities. You remind us all of why we're here in the first place - because we treasure human life.
[Angela hugs Dr. Goodman]
Dr. Daniel Goodman: Oh, for God's sake.
Dr. Temperance Brennan: What happened?
Zack Addy: Apparently all Angela needed was to hear her job description in a deep African-American tone.

See? I bet you're loving it already.

WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR? GO DOWNLOAD DOWNLOAD DOWNLOAD!

I shall kick that guy's ass tomorrow if he doesn't give me that cd!
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Most everybody lies. The dead can't.

So true, Detective Mercer. So true.

Labels: musings

edit 12.17AM

Oy D!

Because of you and that post right, and after all i went through these few days

STILL WANNA CALL ME A LOSER FOR LISTENING TO THE CLICK FIVE SOME MORE.

You just wait man. Tiu.
I got a pair of scissors waiting and i'll get you when you're sleeping.

OR i'll burn all your CDs in your cina CD collection AND your techno collection AND... your underwear.


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HAHAHAHAHHAHAHA

"Eh. I'm doing my homework now."
"Yeah, so'm I. Gee, what are the odds?"
"What's odd?"
"...... Never mind."

*a long pause*

"Say, what do you call a cow's young again?"
"Huh?"
"Cub, right?"
"...... Are you freaking kidding me? Cow cubs? -_-"
"Yeah. Cow cubs."
"ITS CALF LAH! Cubs are for lions or bears wtf?"
"OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! HAHAHAHA"

HAHAHHAHAHAHAHA

Potato, potato, potato. Tsk. Amazing what Singapore schools teach you, really.

HAHAHA

Labels: fun

Have you ever heard of the Darwin awards?

www.DarwinAwards.com is the legendary website that commemorates the remains of people who have improved our gene pool by killing themselves in really stupid ways! Started in 1993 by Wendy Northcutt, it honours those people for whom warnings such as "coffee is hot" and "this superman cape does not enable the wearer to fly" were made.

The website has many examples of acts of stupidity. Here's one of my favorites :-

(1982, California) Larry Walters of Los Angeles is one of the few to contend for the Darwin Awards and live to tell the tale. "I have fulfilled my 20-year dream," said Walters, a former truck driver for a company that makes TV commercials. "I'm staying on the ground. I've proved the thing works."

Larry's boyhood dream was to fly. But fates conspired to keep him from his dream. He joined the Air Force, but his poor eyesight disqualified him from the job of pilot. After he was discharged from the military, he sat in his backyard watching jets fly overhead.

He hatched his weather balloon scheme while sitting outside in his "extremely comfortable" Sears lawnchair. He purchased 45 weather balloons from an Army-Navy surplus store, tied them to his tethered lawnchair dubbed the Inspiration I, and filled the 4' diameter balloons with helium. Then he strapped himself into his lawnchair with some sandwiches, Miller Lite, and a pellet gun. He figured he would pop a few of the many balloons when it was time to descend.

Larry's plan was to sever the anchor and lazily float up to a height of about 30 feet above his back yard, where he would enjoy a few hours of flight before coming back down. But things didn't work out quite as Larry planned.

When his friends cut the cord anchoring the lawnchair to his Jeep, he did not float lazily up to 30 feet. Instead, he streaked into the LA sky as if shot from a cannon, pulled by the lift of 42 helium balloons holding 33 cubic feet of helium each. He didn't level off at 100 feet, nor did he level off at 1000 feet. After climbing and climbing, he leveled off at 16,000 feet.

At that height he felt he couldn't risk shooting any of the balloons, lest he unbalance the load and really find himself in trouble. So he stayed there, drifting cold and frightened with his beer and sandwiches, for more than 14 hours. He crossed the primary approach corridor of LAX, where Trans World Airlines and Delta Airlines pilots radioed in reports of the strange sight.

Eventually he gathered the nerve to shoot a few balloons, and slowly descended. The hanging tethers tangled and caught in a power line, blacking out a Long Beach neighborhood for 20 minutes. Larry climbed to safety, where he was arrested by waiting members of the LAPD. As he was led away in handcuffs, a reporter dispatched to cover the daring rescue asked him why he had done it. Larry replied nonchalantly, "A man can't just sit around."

The Federal Aviation Administration was not amused. Safety Inspector Neal Savoy said, "We know he broke some part of the Federal Aviation Act, and as soon as we decide which part it is, a charge will be filed."

This. Is Larry.

Footnote: Larry's efforts won him a $1,500 FAA fine, a prize from the Bonehead Club of Dallas, the altitude record for gas-filled clustered balloons, and a Darwin Awards Honorable Mention. He gave his aluminum lawnchair to admiring neighborhood children, abandoned his truck-driving job, and went on the lecture circuit. He enjoyed intermittent demand as a motivational speaker, but said he never made much money from his innovative flight. He never married and had no children. Larry hiked into the forest and shot himself in the heart on October 6, 1993. He died at the age of 44.

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I just found a dust-covered Darwin Awards book in the back of my book cupboard that I never read because I thought it was stupid, but I don't think so now.

It's a present from Hoi - on the first page, right under the title, written in Hoi's familiar writing :-

"Especially To Winnie - Happy Birthday. Love, Hoi, Ian, Mathias, Mason and Constance. 2002"

I shall definitely add "Finding A Long Lost Birthday Book After 5 Years" to my list of happy things.

:D

Labels: family

"There's A Good Reason These Tables Are Numbered Honey. You Just Haven't Thought Of It Yet" - Panic! At The Disco

Please, leave all overcoats, canes and top hats with the doorman,
From that moment you'll be out of place and underdressed
I'm wrecking this evening already and loving every minute of it,
Ruining this banquet for the mildly inspiring and...

Please, leave all overcoats, canes and top hats with the doorman.
From that moment you'll be out of place and underdressed
I'm wrecking this evening already and loving every minute of it,
Ruining this banquet for the mildly inspiring and...

When you're in black slacks with accentuating, off-white, pinstripes
Whoa, everything goes according to plan.

I'm the new cancer, never looked better, you can't stand it.
Because you say so under your breath.
You're reading lips "When did he get all confident?"

Haven't you heard that I'm the new cancer?
Never looked better, and you can't stand it

Next is a trip to the, the ladies room in vain, and
I bet you just can't keep up with, (keep up) with these fashionistas, and
Tonight, tonight you are, you are a whispering campaign.
I bet to them your name is "Cheap", I bet to them you look like shh...

Talk to the mirror, oh, choke back tears.
And keep telling yourself that "I'm a diva!"
Oh and the smokes in that cigarette box on the table,
they just so happen to be laced with nitroglycerin.

I'm the new cancer, never looked better, you can't stand it.
Because you say so under your breath.
You're reading lips "When did he get all confident?"

Haven't you heard that I'm the new cancer?
Never looked better, and you can't stand it

Haven't you heard that I'm the new cancer?
I've never looked better, and you can't stand it

Haven't you heard that I'm the new cancer?
I've never looked better, and you can't stand it

And I know, and I know, it just doesn't feel like a night out with no one sizing you up.
I've never been so surreptitious, so of course you'll be distracted when I spike the punch.

And I know, and I know, it just doesn't feel like a night out with no one sizing you up.
I've never been so surreptitious, so of course you'll be distracted when I spike the punch.

And I know, and I know, it just doesn't feel like a night out with no one sizing you up.
I've never been so surreptitious, so of course you'll be distracted when I spike the punch.
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I'm sick of this. Sick of fucking things up. Sick of being fakely nice. Sick of fighting over stupid petty little things. Sick of alliances, sick of being careful around people, sick of watching my fucking step. I AM SO FUCKING SICK OF DRAMA. Why can't we all just forgive and forget sometimes? Why must we hold grudges, still?

God.

I still hate Chinese singers with a passion - I can justify that.

I'm sorry.

But now i'm stronger than yesterday, now it’s nothing but my way. My loneliness ain’t killing me no more... I’m stronger.

Joan, outing soon, please? :(

Labels: musings

I gotta get thru this,
I gotta get thru this,
I gotta make, gotta make, gotta make it thru,
Said i'm gonna get through this
I gotta get through this
I gotta take my, gotta take my mind off you ... Facebook

I NEED TO COMPLETE THIS ASSIGNMENT ARGH

OKAY BACK TO WORK

Labels: Assignments

We don't need the world right now,
We've got time to work it out,
Hold on tight, i'll hold on too,
Cos' all I need is you
-All I Need Is You by The Click Five

T_________T

I swear, people will smack me if I ever mention THE CLICK FIVE again -_-
Can't help it lah kay?!

At least they're MUCH MUCH MUCH x 1000000000000000000000000000 times better than CHINESE SINGERS right.

Here, i'll make a list.

Chinese singers (or self-called singers) who suck BADLY:
1) Jay Chou - OH PLEASE. Mister squinty eyed i-think-i'm-so-cool-because-i'm-posing-like-this. You make me barf. I have one word for you : FUGLAY. And his rapping is SO NOT COOL okay. Chinese rapper. HAHAHAHAHAHA that cracks me up man. What is he? Bow Wow? 50 Cent? More like 1 Cent.

2) Jolin Tsai - Can you, like, kill me? Her face expression on her CD covers are like this O_O. So damn fucking sexy right. Right? WRONG! She looks like a chicken whose head has just been chopped off. AND SHE CAN'T SING. AT ALL. PLUS, what I don't get are her videos.

Or most female chinese singers' videos, for that matter.

USUALLY in a music video, the singer will usually be filmed walking along this road, in a pretty place or a city, holding a bloody flower, and she will bend and make cute faces all the while into the camera and then point to the bloody sky like the clouds are SO BLOODY INTERESTING or there is actually stars in the sky ALTHOUGH IT IS BROAD DAYLIGHT.

OR they will be dancing in some place with water or a white background or THEY ARE JUST FUCKING DANCING WHILE SINGING ALONG TO THE BLOODY MUSIC WHILE THE SINGER IS TRYING TO ACT SEXY.

Bloody hell. Who IS she? RIHANNA?

3) Daniel Lee - I don't know why lah right, but MALAYSIAN GIRLS ARE SERIOUSLY EITHER BLIND, OR STUPID OR DEAF OR WHAT, because they chose DANIEL FREAKING LEE AS THE SECOND MALAYSIAN IDOL AFTER JACLYN VICTOR.

FACE THE FACTS, LADIES, BECAUSE Daniel a) is SUPER FUGLAY AND WHENEVER HE SMILES HIS UGLINESS MULTIPLIES BY A HUNDRED BECAUSE OF HIS REVOLTING TEETH, b) can't sing. Period. c) JUST PLAIN SUCKS.

BECAUSE. HE. FUCKING. SUCKS.

SERIOUSLY. I think all the people who voted for him are like, lala or something. Or they have seriously bad taste. Like SERIOUSLY bad taste. Usually, the girls who like Daniel Lee like Jay Chou also.

Memanglah. Bad taste what.

4) S.H.E - YOU ARE MY SUPERSTARRRRRR FUCK OFF PLEASE

I shall add more to this list because these are the only four chinese singers I basically know.

If you think i'm being bloody harsh, right, it's because, please, face the damn facts man.

COMPARE THIS


WITH THIS!


EH HELLO. KYLE WINS HANDS DOWN.

Da- *pukes* - niel Lee. Ew.

MY CONCLUSION : CHINESE SINGERS SUCK BALLS COMPARED TO ENGLISH SINGERS.

Yup.

And if any fanbases wanna come and argue their asses off, bring it. I will compare Kyle and Joey with their idol's picture.
And then point at said idol's picture and laugh. HAHAHAHAAHHAHAHA

*********

OH. ANOTHER REASON TO CELEBRATE!

JOSE MOURINHO QUIT AS MANAGER OF CHELSEA.

HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHAHAHA

Labels: bitching, random

I've eventually come to realise that the only people who actually care for you and are there for you through thick and thin are the people who sacrifice things for you. They're the ones who help you. They listen to you. They give you good advice, and they help you kick butt when you need it.

I seriously regret for doubting these people some time ago.

Because now, I know where my loyalties lie.

On another note, Happy Birthday Geoffrey and Syaf. Hope you guys had a good one.

Today's barbeque was awesome.
Mhmm.

Labels: musings

I have writers' block. I have writers' block. I have writers' block. I have writers' block. I have writers' block. I have writers' block. I have writers' block. I have writers' block. I have writers' block. I have writers' block. I have writers' block. I have writers' block. I have writers' block. I have writers' block. I have writers' block. I have writers' block. I have writers' block. I have writers' block. I have writers' block. I have writers' block. I have writers' block. I have writers' block. I have writers' block. I have writers' block. I have writers' block. I have writers' block.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

My worst nightmare.

Labels: announcement

Breakfast At Tiffany's!!

I absolutely loved the scene where Holly Golightly sits on her fire escape, while Paul looks down at her as she sings "Moon River" while strumming on her guitar.

Now I know what Blair (in the Gossip Girl series) is so crazy about. The croissant scene - albeit very short - at the start was priceless. She walks back and forth on the pavement outside Tiffany's and stares into the windows, while eating a croissant. And Audrey! I loved the way she carried herself! Her clothes, her poise, the charm -

And oh - the ending! The ending! The famous kiss-in-the-rain scene really blew me away - it was classic.

I hope we get to watch more movies like this!

Labels: College

edit 10.29 PM

SQUEEEEEEEEEEE
Look what I found!
Kyle sans floppy hair, but still he looks SO preppy hot in a way
Makes me wanna reach out and muss up that hair of his.

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I'M DAMN SAD.



BECAUSE THE CLICK FIVE AREN'T COMING HERE!!!!!!!!!!!!!

THEY'RE ONLY GOING TO SINGAPORE AND I'M SO SO SO SO SO SO DISAPPOINTED AND THAT THEY ARE NOT COMING TO KAY ELLL!!

I REALLY WANT THEM TO COMEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!

Kyleee!!
Joeyy!!

QUICK QUICK KL PEOPLE FASTER FASTER DOWNLOAD THE ALBUM AND LEARN ALL THE LYRICS SO WHEN THEY DO COME THEY WILL LOVE US MORE AND ABANDON SINGAPORE FOR GOOD HOHOHOHOHOHOHO

Wishful thinking -_-

Labels: music

edit 10.47 PM

SEVEN THINGS THAT I HAVE TO DO BEFORE I DIE
1) Meet Cristiano Ronaldo, P!ATD, The Click Five and all my idols
2) Become a successful journalist and photographer
3) Dive off a cliff into the water
4) Travel around the world
5) Tell all my ex-crushes that I had a crush on them
6) Wear designer clothes
7) KILL MY BROTHER
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Yesterday during the barbeque -

"Dereck, you went NS ar?" It was a seemingly normal question from Bean.
"Yea, why?"
"Oh, really? I thought people who went to NS had dicks."

*salutes*

***

On the other hand, there is curry chicken for dinner :)

Labels: family, guavalians, parties

Shiraz is yummy but too much is too much wei
Hate the aftertaste it gives you when its halfway down your throat.

Pictures soon man and wtf I hate google because it wont let me search for journals on effects on mass media in english towards youths what the fuck

I HATE YOU GOOGLE!

*coughs*

So.

Pictures soon I guess. Feeling kind of bummed out due to some fucking reason right now but I can't seem to place why. Ha. Oh well. Feeling kind of weird. Maybe its the wine. Maybe its just ... me. Or maybe its just today. Or... I don't know.

All I can say is that when i'm sitting around the barbeque pit, with the guavas around me, I just feel more comfortable than sitting around any other table in the world, even with my family. It just feels like home.

AND Manchester United kicked Elephant Poop Everton's ass today (THANKS VIDIC) so hahahahahahaha we're three points up, baby!

Ok wtf ... I'm aware i'm rambling on about practically nothing right now so I might as well sign off and go to bed, as its one am.

Joan's in the shower right now though. *shrugs*

Ohkay.
Tomorrow's a new day.

Work to do, things to see and stuff to take care of.

Ok bye bye.

p/s: Oh yeah. We visited a shop selling fat carrot plushies today. Nearly went nuts. The largest carrot there is RM49.90. *hint hint* Make sure you get a non-lopsided head one though ;)

Labels: guavalians, Outing, parties

Double-Chocolate Marshmallow Cupcake from D'lish!

I think it's called a different name, but it is certainly yummy.
The melted chocolate is rich and thick and warm, and the marshmallows simply melt in your mouth.


No, seriously, are you drooling yet? :D

Oh, for tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow!

Labels: food, Pictionary

Sudah tengok Hairspray, rasa nak gi dancing pulak...

ITSSSSSSS THE CORNY COLLINS SHOWW!!!!!!!! BROUGHT TO YOU BY ULTRA CLUTCHHH HAIRSPRAY!!!

Really, the songs are that nice.
They make you wanna stand up right there and then in the cinema and do the twist, regardless of who's staring at you.

After the movie, we walked outside and Geoff was dancing -_-
Like practically doing air shoetaps wei.

Today I don't know why, everything somehow feels so potong stim besides Hairspray.

Donno lah. Weird.
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Wine, wine wine!!!
And monopoly.

Pictures from Joan's camera on Merdeka night ;)

Terence ordering our pizza weeeeee :D

Some more come for booze+pizza party.
Respect, man.
*salutes*

We ar noobz in wine opening (I think if I were opening it i'd prolly need at least 2 other people to help me -_-)

Joan with wine waiting for the...

MONOPOLY!

Fine lah, right no guava gathering is complete without camho's of us.


:P

The camera was shaky without flash, so it looks like Joan was evolving into Huai and Huai evolving into me.
0_o

Yes it doessss!

Yes we did...

Wine!
Actually, before, after I drank wine, i'd get this feeling like I would really wanna throw up, but now, I don't feel anything at all.
In fact, I think wine is yummy, though a tad bitter at first :P

But not as yummy as Bailey's, of course!



:D

So, I had a curfew, and Terence was supposed to drive me home before eleven thirty 0_o

On the way out, Joan took a picture of Tammy, Terence's German Shepherd.
Gordon (the Golden Retriever) was nowhere in sight.

And play-snaps at your fingers, and sticks her nose in your butt, but it's normal, I guess 0_o

On the car-ride, of course lah, trademark already -
Camho again.

Every time I look at this, it makes me crack up, without fail.
XD

Mole!

Huai and Joan tried to take pics of the moon, but due to the moving car... they couldn't really.

But instead, some interesting shapes came out!


A G shape!
A Guava sign!

This MUST BE some sort of sign to us.

Like the bat signal from Batman to Gordon! XD

AND, LAST BUT NOT LEAST -

Guess who in white swim-trunks?
Sizzle sizzle :D

Who else would look so sexy in those?!

Cristiano Ronaldo dos Santos Aveiro :D
Who's on holiday in his country, Portugal.

Mmhmm, MORE HOLIDAY PICTURES, PLEASE!

Labels: guavalians, Outing, Pictionary

Labels: music

Sometimes, my dad can be so sarcastic, I don't know whether to laugh or to smack my forehead because I don't know what else to do.

Usually, i'll take a long long time to take a shower, due to the hot water, but this time, I took a quick one because I wanted to get back to editing my photos.

So when I slipped downstairs after changing to bring up my books, Dad went to Mom,

"WAHHHH LE QUA!!! AH-NIE CHANG HO CHUI LIAO WO!! AHNI KIN EH?!?!" (WAH! YOU LOOK!!! AH NIE FINISH TAKING BATH ALREADY WOR!! SO FAST!!)

It was as if I just completed this Guiness Book Of Records feat or something.

"......."
"LE QUA!!! WAHHHHH EE CHANG HO CHUI LIAO!!" (YOU LOOK!! WAHH! SHE FINISH TAKE BATH ALREADY!!)
"..................."

Then I grabbed my black bag to bring it upstairs -

"WAHHHH LE QUAAA!! AH-NIE OO TUA HANDBAG WOR!" (WAHH! YOU LOOK!! AH NIE GOT HANDBAG WOR!!)
"................................"
"LE QUA!! AH-NIE TUA HANDBAG!! CIN EH!!" (LOOK LOOK!! AH-NIE GOT CARRY HANDBAG!!! REALLY WAN!)

*super long emoticon can die dot com*
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Labels: family, home

Last last Sunday (or I think it was last last Sunday), we arranged to go have some fun at Sunway Lagoon because Andrew's sister was hosting a Japanese exchange student from Nukata High School. And coincidentally, she was Huai's ex-host's little sister!

Terence fetched me, Huai and Joan there :D

Joan went nuts with my camera on the way there.

Taken by Huai.


It was a horrific experience while waiting for the boys to buy our tickets. The sun, the groups of people (it was Sunday, and plus, there were like two tour companies or something with some foreign people lining up and taking up most of the space), and the fact that there wasn't much space at the entrance to begin with made us all hot and sweaty. I was sweating like I had just come out of a hot shower.

Nevertheless, picture time is picture time.


And then, because we were going to get all wet and spun three hundred and sixty degrees in the air, we decided to leave the camera in the lockers along with all our other stuff, so the rest of the pictures are only until after all the fun.

Andrew got hold of my camera and went nuts with it.

Naturally, the first person he took a photo of is...

Pounds.

HELLO LING KIT!

And then, himself.

Our gang.

Some other people from SriKL came too.

(R-L) LingKit, Joan, Me!, Drew, Huai, Reina, Terence, Drew's sister, Japanese girl, Stella, and Kelly.

Oh, and as we were walking out, there was this place that you could take a picture of the whole Sunway.

We took this picture for old times' sake, for we had a picture taken there the year before as well :)


*click to enlarge*

Super fail man.
:P

Huai and Reina.

So, we said goodbye to Reina, Andrew (for he had to drive them all home) and the rest, and the remaining five of us went to Sunway Pyramid for FOOD since we were all starved crazy.

Me and teh Pounds.

Huai sayang.

We were all so hungry that...

And then, Joan sees ANOTHER knife, and ...

Our food was scrumptious.
Kim Gary, if you were wondering.

All in all, it was a trip full of fun, and it was nice to be with my bestest friends again. :)

Labels: Outing, Pictionary

The dawn is breaking
A light shining through
You're barely waking
And i'm tangled up in you, yeah

But i'm open, you're closed,
Where i'll follow, you'll go,
I worry I won't see your face
Light up again

Even the best fall down sometimes
Even the wrong words seem to rhyme
Out of the doubt that fills my mind
I somehow find, you and I, Collide

I'm quiet you know,
You make a first impression
I've found i'm scared to know i'm always on your mind

Even the best fall down sometimes
Even the stars refuse to shine
Out of the back you fall in time,
You somehow find, you and I, Collide

Don't stop here
I lost my place
I'm close behind

Even the best fall down sometimes
Even the wrong words seem to rhyme
Out of the doubt that fills your mind
You finally find, you and I, Collide
You finally find, you and I, Collide
You finally find, you and I, Collide
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This song makes me cry.
This song is full of meaning and it doesn't really apply to me or what I have been through, but this song will always be my favorite song of all time, and a close second is The Click Five's Good Day because that song always cheers me up and puts a smile on my face, even though my day has been far from good.

Today we had lasagna at Huai's house. It was good. Real good. So good, in fact, that my stomach feels so utterly round right now, I feel like a ball. My stomach is too big for my liking that I just expertly hide it behind a t-shirt or my trusty red hoodie.

It's hard, being compared to other people. You are scrutinized so closely, as if you're an experiment sitting in a petri dish under a microscope and even remarks like "No wonder lah, your figure like that" make me cringe and hate myself.

I know I should probably flip that person who said that off and get on with my life being all satisfied with myself but I AM NOT.

I AM NOT SATISFIED. I am not satisfied with who I am, dammit!

So this time, no sitting around. No laziness. No more being greedy. I am exercising and I shall go to the gym!

.......... Once I get that pair of sports shoes.

Labels: guavalians

I have had enough of fluff. I'm pretty sick of Bones/Booth for the moment.

FLUFF, not SMUT for God's sakes.

Fluff means fluff. Romance. Happy clappy stuff.

Smut means... smut. *shudder*

I only read homosexual - MALE TO MALE ONLY - smut, thank you very much :)

And speaking of homosexual Bones smut... I just found http://community.livejournal.com/bones_slash THIS website :D

God, thank you for creating Livejournal communities.
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BONES FLUFF!

Bones and Booth fluff fanfiction!!!!

Right over here :-
http://www.fanfiction.net/tv/Bones/3/0/1/1/0/0/0/2/0/1/

The stories warmed my heart and made me smile a smile similar to a Cheshire Cat's :)

Now I feel like drawing small red and pink hearts and talk about flowers and sunshine, birds and the bees and think about other happy clappy things, oh just because. I don't even mind that due to my cheap nail polish remover, the skin on my fingers is drying up and I really really really need moisturizer.

Oh, David. If only you were locked in my closet. :)

2 hours and 25 minutes to Lynette Oneechan's birthday.
I miss you!

Labels: fun, hot guys

MY ULTIMATE FAVORITE BONES QUOTE OF ALL TIME (WELL, OF SEASON ONE) IS...

Zack: This is the type of situation where people say, "Oh my God".
Hodgins: Pretend you're a person and say it.
Zack: Oh my God.
(Ep: The Woman At The Airport)

And others are :

Zack: The murder weapon is a larger version of the surgical implement used on the victim's jaw.
Brennan: You compared the wounds to the marks left on her jaw? That's brilliant, Zack.
Zack: It was Hodgins; well Hodgins quoting you, so it was us. Go team!
(Ep: The Woman At The Airport)

Brennan: You know, I'd like to drive sometime.
Booth: (Changing the subject) Look, our contact out here is Special Agent Tricia Finn.
Brennan: I'm an excellent driver.
Booth: Ok, Rainman.
Brennan: I don’t know what that means.
Booth: I’m always gonna drive, you know that, right? Me behind the wheel and you over there on the grandma side.
Brennan: I’m not above telling Deputy Director Cullen what kind of car you rented.
(In the next shot we see Brennan with a big smile behind the wheel and Booth less than happy in the passenger seat)
(Ep:The Woman At The Airport)

Hodgins: I recognize that look.
Brennan: What?
Hodgins: You're writing another book. When you write, you get a stunned look on your face like you stuck a fork in a toaster.
(Ep: A Boy In A Bush)

Hall: (about Brennan) Where'd you find her?
Booth: Museum.
(Ep: The Man In The Wall)

Hodgins: How many times do you want me to poke Zack?
Brennan: Just once, but as hard as you can.
Zack: As hard as he can? Why don't I hit him as hard as I can?
Hodgins: Because you have arms like noodles while I'm vigorous and burly.
(Hodgins hits him with the cane.)
Zack: That all you got, burly boy?
(Ep: The Man In The Wall)

Zack: (Ranting maniacally) I was out taking the pictures you needed and there was a sign and numbers on the ground and I thought, "Why assume a quasi-randomly generated function-oriented paradigm?"
Hodgins: Zack! When you talk that fast, human beings can't hear you.
(Ep: A Man On Death Row)

BONESSS!

On the last 3 eps now :)
SEASON TWO, PLEASE ANYONE?

Labels: musings

DAVID BOREANAZ IS DRIVING ME NUTS.
in a good way. :)
ZHENG JOOOOOOOOOOOOO how can your friends say he is some ugly old man?!?!?!?! I'd KILL for him! I'd KILL!!!!!

*fans self*

Shirtless scene on hospital bed - though attatched to a dozen tubes - HOT!

*fans self again*

I'm saving the last six episodes from the first season until tomorrow.

Omg I just found a wet-shirt picture of David :O

Which i'm not posting up here. Wooh!

*fans self fans self*

And some asshole from my neighbours' side (don't worry, Chin Hong, it's not you, it's the gasman) keeps knocking on the wall with a blunt object which sounds like a hammer, but it sounds like he isn't hitting a nail. He's sort of knocking the wall with it.
Psychopath.

Labels: hot guys

EDIT

irrelevant lolcat below :-



just thought it was unbelievably cute :)

makes me want wine now. dammit.

OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMG

I just finished watching Bones episodes 5-8 (because the CD that contained eps 1-4 wasn't included in my supposedly complete box set WTF?! I'm going back to the shop tomorrow to demand a replacement) AND IT IS SOO SO SOSOSOSSOSOSOSOSOSOOSO GOOOOD!

I LOVE the sarcastic remarks zinging back and forth from Special Agent Booth and Dr Temperance "Bones" Brennan.
Throw in three witty co-workers and you won't get your butt off your sofa.

It doesn't hurt that Zack (sidekick to Dr.Brennan) is super cute :D


And so's hunky Special Agent Booth or Angel in the series Angel.


Dr. Daniel Goodman: That is not a tuxedo, Dr. Hodgins.
Dr. Jack Hodgins: I am not going, Dr. Goodman.
Dr. Daniel Goodman: You are going.
[places name tag in Dr. Hodgins' pocket]
Dr. Daniel Goodman: When we arrive the donors will all be wearing name tags.
Zack Addy: What do we talk about?
Dr. Daniel Goodman: Your work, of course.
Angela Montenegro: Zack's work consists of removing flesh from corpses. Hodgins dissects bugs that have been eating people's eyeballs.
Dr. Jack Hodgins: Leave me out of it - I am not going.
Dr. Daniel Goodman: And how do you see your job?
Angela Montenegro: [sighs] I draw death masks.
Dr. Daniel Goodman: Is that really how you see it?
Angela Montenegro: Don't you?
Dr. Daniel Goodman: You are the best of us, Miss Montenegro. You discern humanity in the wreck of a ruined human body. You give victims back their faces - their identities. You remind us all of why we're here in the first place - because we treasure human life.
[Angela hugs Dr. Goodman]
Dr. Daniel Goodman: Oh, for God's sake.
Dr. Temperance Brennan: What happened?
Zack Addy: Apparently all Angela needed was to hear her job description in a deep African-American tone.

See? I bet you're loving it already.

WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR? GO DOWNLOAD DOWNLOAD DOWNLOAD!

I shall kick that guy's ass tomorrow if he doesn't give me that cd!
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Most everybody lies. The dead can't.

So true, Detective Mercer. So true.

Labels: musings

edit 12.17AM

Oy D!

Because of you and that post right, and after all i went through these few days

STILL WANNA CALL ME A LOSER FOR LISTENING TO THE CLICK FIVE SOME MORE.

You just wait man. Tiu.
I got a pair of scissors waiting and i'll get you when you're sleeping.

OR i'll burn all your CDs in your cina CD collection AND your techno collection AND... your underwear.


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HAHAHAHAHHAHAHA

"Eh. I'm doing my homework now."
"Yeah, so'm I. Gee, what are the odds?"
"What's odd?"
"...... Never mind."

*a long pause*

"Say, what do you call a cow's young again?"
"Huh?"
"Cub, right?"
"...... Are you freaking kidding me? Cow cubs? -_-"
"Yeah. Cow cubs."
"ITS CALF LAH! Cubs are for lions or bears wtf?"
"OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! HAHAHAHA"

HAHAHHAHAHAHAHA

Potato, potato, potato. Tsk. Amazing what Singapore schools teach you, really.

HAHAHA

Labels: fun

Have you ever heard of the Darwin awards?

www.DarwinAwards.com is the legendary website that commemorates the remains of people who have improved our gene pool by killing themselves in really stupid ways! Started in 1993 by Wendy Northcutt, it honours those people for whom warnings such as "coffee is hot" and "this superman cape does not enable the wearer to fly" were made.

The website has many examples of acts of stupidity. Here's one of my favorites :-

(1982, California) Larry Walters of Los Angeles is one of the few to contend for the Darwin Awards and live to tell the tale. "I have fulfilled my 20-year dream," said Walters, a former truck driver for a company that makes TV commercials. "I'm staying on the ground. I've proved the thing works."

Larry's boyhood dream was to fly. But fates conspired to keep him from his dream. He joined the Air Force, but his poor eyesight disqualified him from the job of pilot. After he was discharged from the military, he sat in his backyard watching jets fly overhead.

He hatched his weather balloon scheme while sitting outside in his "extremely comfortable" Sears lawnchair. He purchased 45 weather balloons from an Army-Navy surplus store, tied them to his tethered lawnchair dubbed the Inspiration I, and filled the 4' diameter balloons with helium. Then he strapped himself into his lawnchair with some sandwiches, Miller Lite, and a pellet gun. He figured he would pop a few of the many balloons when it was time to descend.

Larry's plan was to sever the anchor and lazily float up to a height of about 30 feet above his back yard, where he would enjoy a few hours of flight before coming back down. But things didn't work out quite as Larry planned.

When his friends cut the cord anchoring the lawnchair to his Jeep, he did not float lazily up to 30 feet. Instead, he streaked into the LA sky as if shot from a cannon, pulled by the lift of 42 helium balloons holding 33 cubic feet of helium each. He didn't level off at 100 feet, nor did he level off at 1000 feet. After climbing and climbing, he leveled off at 16,000 feet.

At that height he felt he couldn't risk shooting any of the balloons, lest he unbalance the load and really find himself in trouble. So he stayed there, drifting cold and frightened with his beer and sandwiches, for more than 14 hours. He crossed the primary approach corridor of LAX, where Trans World Airlines and Delta Airlines pilots radioed in reports of the strange sight.

Eventually he gathered the nerve to shoot a few balloons, and slowly descended. The hanging tethers tangled and caught in a power line, blacking out a Long Beach neighborhood for 20 minutes. Larry climbed to safety, where he was arrested by waiting members of the LAPD. As he was led away in handcuffs, a reporter dispatched to cover the daring rescue asked him why he had done it. Larry replied nonchalantly, "A man can't just sit around."

The Federal Aviation Administration was not amused. Safety Inspector Neal Savoy said, "We know he broke some part of the Federal Aviation Act, and as soon as we decide which part it is, a charge will be filed."

This. Is Larry.

Footnote: Larry's efforts won him a $1,500 FAA fine, a prize from the Bonehead Club of Dallas, the altitude record for gas-filled clustered balloons, and a Darwin Awards Honorable Mention. He gave his aluminum lawnchair to admiring neighborhood children, abandoned his truck-driving job, and went on the lecture circuit. He enjoyed intermittent demand as a motivational speaker, but said he never made much money from his innovative flight. He never married and had no children. Larry hiked into the forest and shot himself in the heart on October 6, 1993. He died at the age of 44.

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I just found a dust-covered Darwin Awards book in the back of my book cupboard that I never read because I thought it was stupid, but I don't think so now.

It's a present from Hoi - on the first page, right under the title, written in Hoi's familiar writing :-

"Especially To Winnie - Happy Birthday. Love, Hoi, Ian, Mathias, Mason and Constance. 2002"

I shall definitely add "Finding A Long Lost Birthday Book After 5 Years" to my list of happy things.

:D

Labels: family

"There's A Good Reason These Tables Are Numbered Honey. You Just Haven't Thought Of It Yet" - Panic! At The Disco

Please, leave all overcoats, canes and top hats with the doorman,
From that moment you'll be out of place and underdressed
I'm wrecking this evening already and loving every minute of it,
Ruining this banquet for the mildly inspiring and...

Please, leave all overcoats, canes and top hats with the doorman.
From that moment you'll be out of place and underdressed
I'm wrecking this evening already and loving every minute of it,
Ruining this banquet for the mildly inspiring and...

When you're in black slacks with accentuating, off-white, pinstripes
Whoa, everything goes according to plan.

I'm the new cancer, never looked better, you can't stand it.
Because you say so under your breath.
You're reading lips "When did he get all confident?"

Haven't you heard that I'm the new cancer?
Never looked better, and you can't stand it

Next is a trip to the, the ladies room in vain, and
I bet you just can't keep up with, (keep up) with these fashionistas, and
Tonight, tonight you are, you are a whispering campaign.
I bet to them your name is "Cheap", I bet to them you look like shh...

Talk to the mirror, oh, choke back tears.
And keep telling yourself that "I'm a diva!"
Oh and the smokes in that cigarette box on the table,
they just so happen to be laced with nitroglycerin.

I'm the new cancer, never looked better, you can't stand it.
Because you say so under your breath.
You're reading lips "When did he get all confident?"

Haven't you heard that I'm the new cancer?
Never looked better, and you can't stand it

Haven't you heard that I'm the new cancer?
I've never looked better, and you can't stand it

Haven't you heard that I'm the new cancer?
I've never looked better, and you can't stand it

And I know, and I know, it just doesn't feel like a night out with no one sizing you up.
I've never been so surreptitious, so of course you'll be distracted when I spike the punch.

And I know, and I know, it just doesn't feel like a night out with no one sizing you up.
I've never been so surreptitious, so of course you'll be distracted when I spike the punch.

And I know, and I know, it just doesn't feel like a night out with no one sizing you up.
I've never been so surreptitious, so of course you'll be distracted when I spike the punch.
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I'm sick of this. Sick of fucking things up. Sick of being fakely nice. Sick of fighting over stupid petty little things. Sick of alliances, sick of being careful around people, sick of watching my fucking step. I AM SO FUCKING SICK OF DRAMA. Why can't we all just forgive and forget sometimes? Why must we hold grudges, still?

God.

I still hate Chinese singers with a passion - I can justify that.

I'm sorry.

But now i'm stronger than yesterday, now it’s nothing but my way. My loneliness ain’t killing me no more... I’m stronger.

Joan, outing soon, please? :(

Labels: musings

I gotta get thru this,
I gotta get thru this,
I gotta make, gotta make, gotta make it thru,
Said i'm gonna get through this
I gotta get through this
I gotta take my, gotta take my mind off you ... Facebook

I NEED TO COMPLETE THIS ASSIGNMENT ARGH

OKAY BACK TO WORK

Labels: Assignments

We don't need the world right now,
We've got time to work it out,
Hold on tight, i'll hold on too,
Cos' all I need is you
-All I Need Is You by The Click Five

T_________T

I swear, people will smack me if I ever mention THE CLICK FIVE again -_-
Can't help it lah kay?!

At least they're MUCH MUCH MUCH x 1000000000000000000000000000 times better than CHINESE SINGERS right.

Here, i'll make a list.

Chinese singers (or self-called singers) who suck BADLY:
1) Jay Chou - OH PLEASE. Mister squinty eyed i-think-i'm-so-cool-because-i'm-posing-like-this. You make me barf. I have one word for you : FUGLAY. And his rapping is SO NOT COOL okay. Chinese rapper. HAHAHAHAHAHA that cracks me up man. What is he? Bow Wow? 50 Cent? More like 1 Cent.

2) Jolin Tsai - Can you, like, kill me? Her face expression on her CD covers are like this O_O. So damn fucking sexy right. Right? WRONG! She looks like a chicken whose head has just been chopped off. AND SHE CAN'T SING. AT ALL. PLUS, what I don't get are her videos.

Or most female chinese singers' videos, for that matter.

USUALLY in a music video, the singer will usually be filmed walking along this road, in a pretty place or a city, holding a bloody flower, and she will bend and make cute faces all the while into the camera and then point to the bloody sky like the clouds are SO BLOODY INTERESTING or there is actually stars in the sky ALTHOUGH IT IS BROAD DAYLIGHT.

OR they will be dancing in some place with water or a white background or THEY ARE JUST FUCKING DANCING WHILE SINGING ALONG TO THE BLOODY MUSIC WHILE THE SINGER IS TRYING TO ACT SEXY.

Bloody hell. Who IS she? RIHANNA?

3) Daniel Lee - I don't know why lah right, but MALAYSIAN GIRLS ARE SERIOUSLY EITHER BLIND, OR STUPID OR DEAF OR WHAT, because they chose DANIEL FREAKING LEE AS THE SECOND MALAYSIAN IDOL AFTER JACLYN VICTOR.

FACE THE FACTS, LADIES, BECAUSE Daniel a) is SUPER FUGLAY AND WHENEVER HE SMILES HIS UGLINESS MULTIPLIES BY A HUNDRED BECAUSE OF HIS REVOLTING TEETH, b) can't sing. Period. c) JUST PLAIN SUCKS.

BECAUSE. HE. FUCKING. SUCKS.

SERIOUSLY. I think all the people who voted for him are like, lala or something. Or they have seriously bad taste. Like SERIOUSLY bad taste. Usually, the girls who like Daniel Lee like Jay Chou also.

Memanglah. Bad taste what.

4) S.H.E - YOU ARE MY SUPERSTARRRRRR FUCK OFF PLEASE

I shall add more to this list because these are the only four chinese singers I basically know.

If you think i'm being bloody harsh, right, it's because, please, face the damn facts man.

COMPARE THIS


WITH THIS!


EH HELLO. KYLE WINS HANDS DOWN.

Da- *pukes* - niel Lee. Ew.

MY CONCLUSION : CHINESE SINGERS SUCK BALLS COMPARED TO ENGLISH SINGERS.

Yup.

And if any fanbases wanna come and argue their asses off, bring it. I will compare Kyle and Joey with their idol's picture.
And then point at said idol's picture and laugh. HAHAHAHAAHHAHAHA

*********

OH. ANOTHER REASON TO CELEBRATE!

JOSE MOURINHO QUIT AS MANAGER OF CHELSEA.

HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHAHAHA

Labels: bitching, random

I've eventually come to realise that the only people who actually care for you and are there for you through thick and thin are the people who sacrifice things for you. They're the ones who help you. They listen to you. They give you good advice, and they help you kick butt when you need it.

I seriously regret for doubting these people some time ago.

Because now, I know where my loyalties lie.

On another note, Happy Birthday Geoffrey and Syaf. Hope you guys had a good one.

Today's barbeque was awesome.
Mhmm.

Labels: musings

I have writers' block. I have writers' block. I have writers' block. I have writers' block. I have writers' block. I have writers' block. I have writers' block. I have writers' block. I have writers' block. I have writers' block. I have writers' block. I have writers' block. I have writers' block. I have writers' block. I have writers' block. I have writers' block. I have writers' block. I have writers' block. I have writers' block. I have writers' block. I have writers' block. I have writers' block. I have writers' block. I have writers' block. I have writers' block. I have writers' block.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

My worst nightmare.

Labels: announcement

Breakfast At Tiffany's!!

I absolutely loved the scene where Holly Golightly sits on her fire escape, while Paul looks down at her as she sings "Moon River" while strumming on her guitar.

Now I know what Blair (in the Gossip Girl series) is so crazy about. The croissant scene - albeit very short - at the start was priceless. She walks back and forth on the pavement outside Tiffany's and stares into the windows, while eating a croissant. And Audrey! I loved the way she carried herself! Her clothes, her poise, the charm -

And oh - the ending! The ending! The famous kiss-in-the-rain scene really blew me away - it was classic.

I hope we get to watch more movies like this!

Labels: College

edit 10.29 PM

SQUEEEEEEEEEEE
Look what I found!
Kyle sans floppy hair, but still he looks SO preppy hot in a way
Makes me wanna reach out and muss up that hair of his.

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I'M DAMN SAD.



BECAUSE THE CLICK FIVE AREN'T COMING HERE!!!!!!!!!!!!!

THEY'RE ONLY GOING TO SINGAPORE AND I'M SO SO SO SO SO SO DISAPPOINTED AND THAT THEY ARE NOT COMING TO KAY ELLL!!

I REALLY WANT THEM TO COMEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!

Kyleee!!
Joeyy!!

QUICK QUICK KL PEOPLE FASTER FASTER DOWNLOAD THE ALBUM AND LEARN ALL THE LYRICS SO WHEN THEY DO COME THEY WILL LOVE US MORE AND ABANDON SINGAPORE FOR GOOD HOHOHOHOHOHOHO

Wishful thinking -_-

Labels: music

edit 10.47 PM

SEVEN THINGS THAT I HAVE TO DO BEFORE I DIE
1) Meet Cristiano Ronaldo, P!ATD, The Click Five and all my idols
2) Become a successful journalist and photographer
3) Dive off a cliff into the water
4) Travel around the world
5) Tell all my ex-crushes that I had a crush on them
6) Wear designer clothes
7) KILL MY BROTHER
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Yesterday during the barbeque -

"Dereck, you went NS ar?" It was a seemingly normal question from Bean.
"Yea, why?"
"Oh, really? I thought people who went to NS had dicks."

*salutes*

***

On the other hand, there is curry chicken for dinner :)

Labels: family, guavalians, parties

Shiraz is yummy but too much is too much wei
Hate the aftertaste it gives you when its halfway down your throat.

Pictures soon man and wtf I hate google because it wont let me search for journals on effects on mass media in english towards youths what the fuck

I HATE YOU GOOGLE!

*coughs*

So.

Pictures soon I guess. Feeling kind of bummed out due to some fucking reason right now but I can't seem to place why. Ha. Oh well. Feeling kind of weird. Maybe its the wine. Maybe its just ... me. Or maybe its just today. Or... I don't know.

All I can say is that when i'm sitting around the barbeque pit, with the guavas around me, I just feel more comfortable than sitting around any other table in the world, even with my family. It just feels like home.

AND Manchester United kicked Elephant Poop Everton's ass today (THANKS VIDIC) so hahahahahahaha we're three points up, baby!

Ok wtf ... I'm aware i'm rambling on about practically nothing right now so I might as well sign off and go to bed, as its one am.

Joan's in the shower right now though. *shrugs*

Ohkay.
Tomorrow's a new day.

Work to do, things to see and stuff to take care of.

Ok bye bye.

p/s: Oh yeah. We visited a shop selling fat carrot plushies today. Nearly went nuts. The largest carrot there is RM49.90. *hint hint* Make sure you get a non-lopsided head one though ;)

Labels: guavalians, Outing, parties

Double-Chocolate Marshmallow Cupcake from D'lish!

I think it's called a different name, but it is certainly yummy.
The melted chocolate is rich and thick and warm, and the marshmallows simply melt in your mouth.


No, seriously, are you drooling yet? :D

Oh, for tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow!

Labels: food, Pictionary

Sudah tengok Hairspray, rasa nak gi dancing pulak...

ITSSSSSSS THE CORNY COLLINS SHOWW!!!!!!!! BROUGHT TO YOU BY ULTRA CLUTCHHH HAIRSPRAY!!!

Really, the songs are that nice.
They make you wanna stand up right there and then in the cinema and do the twist, regardless of who's staring at you.

After the movie, we walked outside and Geoff was dancing -_-
Like practically doing air shoetaps wei.

Today I don't know why, everything somehow feels so potong stim besides Hairspray.

Donno lah. Weird.
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Wine, wine wine!!!
And monopoly.

Pictures from Joan's camera on Merdeka night ;)

Terence ordering our pizza weeeeee :D

Some more come for booze+pizza party.
Respect, man.
*salutes*

We ar noobz in wine opening (I think if I were opening it i'd prolly need at least 2 other people to help me -_-)

Joan with wine waiting for the...

MONOPOLY!

Fine lah, right no guava gathering is complete without camho's of us.


:P

The camera was shaky without flash, so it looks like Joan was evolving into Huai and Huai evolving into me.
0_o

Yes it doessss!

Yes we did...

Wine!
Actually, before, after I drank wine, i'd get this feeling like I would really wanna throw up, but now, I don't feel anything at all.
In fact, I think wine is yummy, though a tad bitter at first :P

But not as yummy as Bailey's, of course!



:D

So, I had a curfew, and Terence was supposed to drive me home before eleven thirty 0_o

On the way out, Joan took a picture of Tammy, Terence's German Shepherd.
Gordon (the Golden Retriever) was nowhere in sight.

And play-snaps at your fingers, and sticks her nose in your butt, but it's normal, I guess 0_o

On the car-ride, of course lah, trademark already -
Camho again.

Every time I look at this, it makes me crack up, without fail.
XD

Mole!

Huai and Joan tried to take pics of the moon, but due to the moving car... they couldn't really.

But instead, some interesting shapes came out!


A G shape!
A Guava sign!

This MUST BE some sort of sign to us.

Like the bat signal from Batman to Gordon! XD

AND, LAST BUT NOT LEAST -

Guess who in white swim-trunks?
Sizzle sizzle :D

Who else would look so sexy in those?!

Cristiano Ronaldo dos Santos Aveiro :D
Who's on holiday in his country, Portugal.

Mmhmm, MORE HOLIDAY PICTURES, PLEASE!

Labels: guavalians, Outing, Pictionary

Labels: music

Sometimes, my dad can be so sarcastic, I don't know whether to laugh or to smack my forehead because I don't know what else to do.

Usually, i'll take a long long time to take a shower, due to the hot water, but this time, I took a quick one because I wanted to get back to editing my photos.

So when I slipped downstairs after changing to bring up my books, Dad went to Mom,

"WAHHHH LE QUA!!! AH-NIE CHANG HO CHUI LIAO WO!! AHNI KIN EH?!?!" (WAH! YOU LOOK!!! AH NIE FINISH TAKING BATH ALREADY WOR!! SO FAST!!)

It was as if I just completed this Guiness Book Of Records feat or something.

"......."
"LE QUA!!! WAHHHHH EE CHANG HO CHUI LIAO!!" (YOU LOOK!! WAHH! SHE FINISH TAKE BATH ALREADY!!)
"..................."

Then I grabbed my black bag to bring it upstairs -

"WAHHHH LE QUAAA!! AH-NIE OO TUA HANDBAG WOR!" (WAHH! YOU LOOK!! AH NIE GOT HANDBAG WOR!!)
"................................"
"LE QUA!! AH-NIE TUA HANDBAG!! CIN EH!!" (LOOK LOOK!! AH-NIE GOT CARRY HANDBAG!!! REALLY WAN!)

*super long emoticon can die dot com*
=__________________=

Labels: family, home

Last last Sunday (or I think it was last last Sunday), we arranged to go have some fun at Sunway Lagoon because Andrew's sister was hosting a Japanese exchange student from Nukata High School. And coincidentally, she was Huai's ex-host's little sister!

Terence fetched me, Huai and Joan there :D

Joan went nuts with my camera on the way there.

Taken by Huai.


It was a horrific experience while waiting for the boys to buy our tickets. The sun, the groups of people (it was Sunday, and plus, there were like two tour companies or something with some foreign people lining up and taking up most of the space), and the fact that there wasn't much space at the entrance to begin with made us all hot and sweaty. I was sweating like I had just come out of a hot shower.

Nevertheless, picture time is picture time.


And then, because we were going to get all wet and spun three hundred and sixty degrees in the air, we decided to leave the camera in the lockers along with all our other stuff, so the rest of the pictures are only until after all the fun.

Andrew got hold of my camera and went nuts with it.

Naturally, the first person he took a photo of is...

Pounds.

HELLO LING KIT!

And then, himself.

Our gang.

Some other people from SriKL came too.

(R-L) LingKit, Joan, Me!, Drew, Huai, Reina, Terence, Drew's sister, Japanese girl, Stella, and Kelly.

Oh, and as we were walking out, there was this place that you could take a picture of the whole Sunway.

We took this picture for old times' sake, for we had a picture taken there the year before as well :)


*click to enlarge*

Super fail man.
:P

Huai and Reina.

So, we said goodbye to Reina, Andrew (for he had to drive them all home) and the rest, and the remaining five of us went to Sunway Pyramid for FOOD since we were all starved crazy.

Me and teh Pounds.

Huai sayang.

We were all so hungry that...

And then, Joan sees ANOTHER knife, and ...

Our food was scrumptious.
Kim Gary, if you were wondering.

All in all, it was a trip full of fun, and it was nice to be with my bestest friends again. :)

Labels: Outing, Pictionary