Lucky Me.

Listening to: Superwoman by Alicia Keys

Ms. Jaime returned to us our respective Media Blackout Experiment assignment papers. Looky what I got!

And it was all a load of thrash. I'm too lazy to take a picture of the other pages. They're funny though, she commented a lot on my paper compared to Tanzy's one :p And omg all the smileys she doodled on my papers! But getting a 10/10 is easy. I bet many others (like Tanzy's) in class got full marks. They're awesome people. So, nothing to be proud of actually. Just the fact that I crapped it all up and still managed to slip through. I'm praying she wouldn't stumble across my blog. Alright! 10 percent contribution to my grade this semester is secured. Now for the remaning percentages.

My History presentation is due tomorrow. One group member deferred. One group member has not replied any of our messages/e-mails/calls. Wish me luck. Go John Adams! Sorry, it's just kind of random. Just that my mind has been clouded with John Adams for days because of History =/

Just something I wanted to share with everyone. Credits to Jquek, my bro stuck in Brunei.

PS: I need you in my life.

Of Presentations and Short Reunions.

Listening to: Last Train Home by Lostprophets.

At last I have completed my History presentation which is due this Thursday. It was all last minute work and I am very, very proud of myself. I am worried though, that a few of my group members didn't receive the e-mail I sent regarding which part of the chapter I chose to present. I'm just afraid that what we have chosen to present would clash. Plus, I don't have much credit left to text them. I'll just hope our topic of choice won't clash.

I downloaded the video for my Sociology presentation about an hour ago. Now all I need to do is come up with 15 questions based on what I am going to present to ask the class next Wednesday. Why am I even rushing? I could gao tim my work in less than two days. I am rushing because my group leader wants to compile our questions together. Or something like that. I think. I don't know when we have to do it, but I have got a feeling it's gonna be after our Sociology class this Wednesday. Let's just hope I've got my presentation ready.

Oh and btw, the reunion last Friday was good. Only flaw is that it was very last minute, causing not many to turn up. Plus, it's on the same day as Arthur's Day! What a downer. Second SK USJ 20 reunion so far. I hope there would be more to come!

PS: I love you.

Happy Family Fun.

Listening to: Bad by Michael Jackson

My family means the world to me. Does yours?




Dad, me and Hannah shared a cake on Hannah's birthday (270809). Cut costs ma (:

My 16 year-old brother may be the grumpiest, but he rarely grumbles when I attempt to tie up his hair.


My 12 year-old sister painting my toenails. She had to persuade me after quite some time until I agreed. Sigh. Tweens.


My dad and my Kickapoo. I think this one was taken at USJ 23 a few months back.



A picture is worth a thousand words.

I'm So Immature.

Listening to: Shou Fang Kai by Lee Sheng Jie

If anyone of you actually bother to watch the video I embedded into my blog, it's by swiftkaratechop. This is the second time I'm actually featuring him on my blog because, well, he's just effed up. I used to watch a lot of his videos 2 years ago but now I just don't seem to have the time anymore. I still remember Marcus saved that song in his phone and randomly played it when he parked his bike in my house before going to school 2 years ago. Shows that people actually watch the video. Oh well, who can deny swiftkaratechop is friggin' outta this world.

It is time for me to start on my American Civilization (due on 1st October) and Sociology (due on 7th October) presentations. My group's topic for AC is The New Republic. I have not read up on it so I don't have a clue what it's about. Trust me to like history, I don't even know why I took this subject in the first place.

The topics my Sociology group would be covering is Race and Ethnicity and Gender. I selected a few subtopics from the Race and Ethnicity chapter. Now all I need to do is read up on the chapter, search for a video related to what I'm presenting and select questions to ask. And then I would be done! Not really. I've still got to film some experiment for Sociology and I don't know what type of video for AC.

Sigh.

PS: Baby I miss you so much ):

Sunway Pyramid with Tweens.

Listening to: Don't Know Much by Linda Rodstadt and Aaron Neville

Friday, 190909

I didn't know there were gonna be so many of them. From what my sister described, I thought I would be babysitting a few of them. I didn't know a few meant 8 kids.

I had never managed so many kids my whole life. The last time I did that was late 2008 with help from Yizhong. I was taking care of 4 11 year-olds at the same venue and I was already on the verge of falling apart. This time, it's double the number and there are boys. Which, thankfully are not as noisy as the girls. Sigh. Tweens. What a sight.

Tweens are camera shy. Thus, the blurred picture. It was like trying to snap an up-close picture of lions mating or something. The way the react everytime I whip out my phone and aim the camera at them. And their voices somehow manage to attract annoyed glances from people around me. Oh, I did not know where to hide my face. Tweens at their peak. Ho hum.


Paige and Shazreen. My sister's friends since like.. forever?

My sister was trying to avoid the camera. Her friend, Mei Mi.

Tweens these days. Paige (the one in black) is almost as tall as me. And she's just 12!

Ben, John, Mei Mi, Paige, Raj and Shazreen. My sister is tying Teck Ken's skates for him. I had to tie up almost every one's skates. Bear in mind that they are 12 year-olds with not much strength. I'm not saying that I have a lot of strength though. I am weak. But of course, being 6 years older, I have more strength than they do. Weeee! I didn't mind helping them with their skates because if their skates weren't tied up properly and somebody sprained an ankle, guess who would be blamed?

While skating, some idiot had to throw a dragon-egg firecracker into the rink. That asshole. It made my sister panic, fall down and bring me down along with her. I became emo. It's been years since I fell down in the rink. I know it's no big deal. Some of you probably fall down in there so often. He he. I stopped skating a short while after the firecracker incident though, because a blister was forming above my left heel. By the time I got out of the skating rink, it hurt so bad. I could barely walk properly, I was limping. I've never had a blister this bad in years. What luck.

Little tweens manja-ing with the staff at some Okonomiyaki/Takoyaki/Bubble Tea shop in Asian Avenue. They asked the staff for cheese and he gave them a small stick of cheese each. Ah, what fun. I wasn't so daring when I was 12. After having their bubble teas and food, the left for the arcade while mum and I went shopping! She bought a few tops and I bought a pair of skinny pants. I feel fat wearing it ):

Chicken and cheese okonomiyaki! A type of Japanese pancake. Cost me RM8 but it was filling. It is goooooooooood, to a certain extent. Something different from my casual Takoyaki with no tako (tako means octopus, I usually have chicken and cheese takoyaki).

PS: The day wasn't perfect without Baby by my side )':

Wasting My Time.

Listening to: Just Dance by Lady GaGa

I'm supposed to be cleaning up the guest room but here I am wasting my time.

I'm supposed to be preparing for my American Civilization presentation but here I am wasting my time.

I'm supposed to be preparing for my Sociology presentation but here I am wasting my time.

Luckily I already finished my part of Interpersonal Communication assignment which is due tomorrow. That's it. No more procrastinating. Once I get home from Pyramid, I'm going to clean up the room before doing anything else. The all of you are my witnesses. Yes, I am going to Pyramid. To babysit my sister and a few other 12 year-olds. Aren't I a nice sister? (:

Will update once I get home. I mean, after I clean up the guest room.

PS: I wish someone could help me babysit D<

Fuck You Kanye.

Listening to: Love In This Club by Usher featuring Young Jeezy

To those of you who have not watched the the MTV VMA yet:



Kanye is such a bitch.

I'm sorry I can't get the original version, I only managed to find this version with it being remixed to the song Heartless by the bitch himself. Come on, look at Beyonce's face when it happened! I bet she was fucking embarrassed when he did that shit to poor Taylor. I mean I'm not a hardcore fan of Taylor's but I feel sympathetic towards the 19 year-old.

Fuck you Kanye, I'm with Taylor all the way now thanks to your stupid drunk act.

PS: Baby I hope your ESL paper today is easy. Missing you ):

What If I Did?

Listening to: I'd Come For You by Nickelback

This short post is about what I would do if and only if I stuck to the media blackout for 48 hours.

If I did, I would play my piano for hours.

If I did, I would start playing sports again.

If I did, I would clean up my room.

If I did, I would go to the pet shop and buy myself a few fishes or tortoises or lobsters or shrimps to entertain myself.

If I did, I would learn how to cook (embarrassing, but yes, I don't know how to cook).

If I did, I would look forward to talking/texting/seeing Baby after 48 hours.

If I did, I would start gardening.

If I did, I would sleep all day because I can't look forward to anything requiring media.

If I did, I would study.

If I did, I would lie on the floor in a spread eagle position (no 18SX thoughts please) and rot the whole day away.

Credits to my friend for suggesting this topic.

I am not oblivious to the fact that I have not carried out my individual Sociology assignment properly. But I don't think I could survive without any form of media. As you can see, media is a part of not only our lives but also, us. We watch TV, listen to music on the radio, surf the web, read newspapers and use our cell phones E-VE-RY-DAY. To be honest, I have never thought about what it would be like without any form of media. That is, until Ms. Jaime gave us our assignment.

I am anything but thrilled at the fact that I have to block out all media for 48 hours.

But you and I both know that I did not give a f*cking shit (:

If any of my classmates or Ms. Jaime stumble across this, I'd be skinned alive.

Under The Sun.

Listening to: Dancing Queen by ABBA

Friday, 110909

Baby and I did the craziest thing ever.

He finished college earlier than usual and decided to have lunch at Pizza Hut with me. And so we did. After lunch we had no idea what to do. The initial plan was to send me home immediately after lunch because he has to study. What with his SAM trials coming up, he needed intensive studying I suppose. My smart baby. He doesn't need to study much and he can score so well. Unlike, ehem, someone I know.

Baby was blindly driving around and was about to send me home already. But then being the last minute people we are (actually not us, just me), Baby suddenly said."Let's go to the lake and feed the fishes!"

It was 1.30 in the afternoon.

But the weather was very 5.30-in-the-evening-ish. So I agreed. We dropped by 7-Eleven to buy bread. 'Gardenia White Bread: RM2.10'. I'd rather not. I suggested to Baby that we drop by one of the nearby dry markets, MCM because the bread there is 20 cents cheaper. Hey, I am no cheapskate. But to me, every cent counts. Plus, I get the same brand and batch of bread for a cheaper price! Who wouldn't say no to that?

We bought the bread from MCM and headed off to the lake.

The weather was fine. It was windy and the clouds were blocking the sun from glaring at us. It was perfect.. Yeah, for what, 15 minutes? Then the clouds had to move, and the wind had to stop blowing. The heat was burning me up. I have not been under that kind of heat for.. uhh.. ever since I finished secondary school. I was something I never thought I would be, a Puteri Lilin (according to Baby). But I was a Candle Princess - lolwtf - for less than an hour only lah.

So Wong Yeung Zhi, being the sweetie he is, ran - eh, no, walked- to his car to fetch his, ehem, Renoma umbrella. Yes, walked. I don't know why that pig took his own sweet time but he did. I think he did it on purpose to see how long I can tahan burning under the sun. But I didn't really care. I was just focused on feeding the fishes, which don't appear until evening.

If you noticed in the picture above, Baby's happily holding his Renoma umbrella - just look at the smile on his face - with.. oh, what's that? Sunglasses?! No! It's his new pair of transition lenses. You know, the glasses which lenses change its color to black.. uhh.. I don't know how to explain. But I guess you people know what it is. If you don't, Google! Actually don't. You're harming the environment ):

When we first started throwing bread into the lake, the small pieces of bread floated on the surface of the water untouched. Baby looked and sounded disappointed. So was I. Well, I guess the fishes are kind of smart. They know that their food only comes in the evening 'cause that's when people start feeding the fish bread in large numbers. People actually fight to feed the fish. Instead of the fish fighting to get the food.

Eventually the fishes appeared, after almost 10 minutes or so. Only a few of them swam up close. Most of the fishes preferred to stay further from us because it's too shallow. After quite a while, I started to spot tiny tortoise heads popping out from the water. One even came near enough for us to see its yellowish-green shell. During the evenings, I can usually see more than 5 tortoises swimming close to us trying their luck to get some bread. Sometimes if you're lucky you get to see one or two Koi fish fighting for the bread as well. Who would want to dump their Koi fish in the pond though?

Baby was so excited. He said if one comes close enough, he wants to bring it home. He already has two back home which he named Hon Wei (ROFL) and Hon Chun. I wonder what he was gonna name the next one after. That's if he actually caught the tortoise. He he.

See those two white things floating? Those are the two pieces of bread Baby threw for the fishes. It disappeared in 5 seconds. He wanted to see how the fishes fight for their food. The fishes hantam the bread like piranhas tearing a live animal apart. I suddenly felt the hair on the back of my neck stand.

Once we were done flinging the pieces of *sob* expensive Gardenia bread into the lake for the little fishies to gobble up, we left all sweaty but happy. First time I ever did something like this with my boyfriend. And Zekey Wong, you just had to make it special by being the first guy to ever bring me to the lake to feed fishes. Ha ha. I love you baby. Thank you so much for engraving another special day for me to engrave in my memory.

xoxo

Media Blackout

Listening to: Careless Whispers by George Michael

During Sociology class on Wednesday, Ms. Jaime gave us our individual assignment: A Media Blackout Experiment. Which I did not keep to at all.

1. Eliminate all use of media, except for that required work, school, and emergencies for a forty-eight-hour period, keeping a journal as you go of what happens - what you are thinking, what others say and how people interact with you.

2. At the conclusion of the forty-eight-hour period, write a brief paper describing what happened during the blackout.

3. What does your experiment teach you about the power of the media to influence society and people within it?

The whole class was in fits. Nobody wanted to do it. But no matter how much we disagreed, we still had to complete the assignment (5 page report) which is due next Wednesday. Our class ended at 3 PM. Hence, Ms. Jaime declared that from 3 PM onwards, we're supposed to be on a media blackout for the next 48 hours.

After class I continued using my phone to text Baby. Upon reaching home, I flew to my brother's PC to play Plants vs. Zombies. I logged in to Facebook as well. I watched my Moonlight Resonance. I read my book. I did everything I'm not supposed to. Screw it lah. I'll just crap up the 5 page report.

I can't live without media.

PS: Missing someone.

So Not Me.

Listening to: No Tomorrow by Orson

You Are Influential and Skilled

You are balanced, orderly, and organized. You like your ducks in a row. You are powerful and competent, especially in the workplace. People can see you as stubborn and headstrong. You definitely have a dominant personality. You are friendly, charming, and warm. You get along with almost everyone. You work hard not to rock the boat. Your easy going attitude brings people together. At times, you can be a little flaky and irresponsible. But for the important things, you pull it together. You are very intuitive and wise. You understand the world better than most people. You also have a very active imagination. You often get carried away with your thoughts. You are prone to a little paranoia and jealousy. You sometimes go overboard in interpreting signals. You tend to be pretty tightly wound. It's easy to get you excited... which can be a good or bad thing. You have a lot of enthusiasm, but it fades rather quickly. You don't stick with any one thing for very long. You have the drive to accomplish a lot in a short amount of time. Your biggest problem is making sure you finish the projects you start. You are the total package - suave, sexy, smart, and strong. You have the whole world under your spell, and you can influence almost everyone you know. You don't always resist your urges to crush the weak. Just remember, they don't have as much going for them as you do.

I was bored. Hence, the quiz.

My Blog.

Listening to: Broken Strings by James Morrison feat. Nelly Furtado

My blog is somewhat dead. I rarely do update because somehow, I've got a hundred and one other things to do besides blogging. I used to update my blog frequently. Exactly, used to. I procrastinate. Which is anything but good. Because every time I've got something good to blog about, I end up:

1. Texting my Baby (Mwah!) or;
2. Playing the piano or;
3. Reading a book or;
4. On Facebook or;
5. Reading blogs or;
6. Watching TV or;
7. On YouTube or;
8. Eating or;
9. Sleeping or;
10. Simply just rotting.

(I could go on but I'd rather not bore you because somehow the list does not end.)

I've got so many things to say. But the sequence of events are all jumbled up. I can't seem to put what happened first, first. Otherwise, I'm not able to elaborate according to chronological order. I jump from the middle of my day to the beginning and then to the end. Sometimes, after typing out so much, I just refrain from publishing my entry and just delete it. I am so not satisfied with my work.

My English is deteriorating. I am embarrassed, but it is the truth. I bet you all noticed ):

PS: Baby I miss you.

7th August 2009

Listening to: >>

Was the best day of my life.

Baby picked me up from my house after his class, then drove to Sunway Pyramid to spend time together because on my birthday itself, I would be spending time with my family and baby wouldn't be free. I really appreciate the fact that he's willing to drive all the way to KK from Subang just to spend time with me. Imagine all the time and petrol wasted on me. Thank you so much baby (':

For once we did not watch a movie. Baby wanted to watch Ghost of Girlfriends Past but I insisted on not watching. I just felt like walking around pointlessly in a shopping mall instead of sitting down in the cinema for 2 hours causing my ass to feel numb. It's spending time with baby too but since we do it so often, I thought why not walk around Sunway Pyramid pointlessly for a change? I know, a waste of time. I don't care. I got to spend my time with my baby!

After our legs started to tire, we stopped by KFC to tapau our dinner and then left. If I recall, it was at about 8 something PM. Ha ha. I remember that we didn't want to get caught in the jam during the peak hour which is simply terrifying. When I reached KK, Baby parked his car somewhere near my house and we started having dinner in the car. It was the first time I ever ate in the car with any of my boyfriends, Baby made it so special. After dinner, came a string of events that I would never ever forget.

Once we finished dinner, he turned to me and passed me an envelope. I was scared. I didn't know what the letter contained, didn't even know what his intention was. He told me to open it and read it. It was quiet. So quiet, I could hear my heart beating so fast and loud in my ears. And then, music started to seep out from the radio. Collide by Howie Day. My favorite song. Our song. With immediate effect, tears started gushing out of my tear ducts and I began to read the already opened letter. The contents of the letter, I shall not reveal. It is for my own private enjoyment. Thus, I shall not share it with anybody.

I thought that was all. But Baby never did fail to shower me with surprises. With Collide still playing on his stereo, he gave me a few pieces of tissue paper. I thought it was for me to wipe my tears but it turned out to be another surprise. He made me a birthday promise, which again, I will not reveal. No one knows except the both of us. So there. I'm sorry for being so potong. That is, if you actually wanna know what he wrote in the letter and what his promise was to me (:

AND THEN I THOUGHT THAT WAS ALL. But nooooo, there was MORE to come. I was already so happy that he wrote me that letter and made me the promise. I did not expect more. I was thrilled when he presented me with Sophie Kinsella's latest novel, Twenties Girl which cost RM79.90 (I know because I have been eyeing that book ever since it's been in bookstores). I did not know what to say. Neither did I know what to do. All I could say was Thank You x 10. Oh, the joy that filled me up that night. Unforgettable. Period.

We finished our KFC then went to a nearby playground to spend more time together. As you can see, Baby is proud of his oh-so-muscular back. I am proud of him too! Thank you Zekey Wong Yeung Zhi for such an awesome night. I could not ask for more. It was so special, and will remain in my memory forever. All those little things you did. All those meaningful things you said. I will remember. It will be forever engraved in my memory. The best birthday gift ever.

Just so you know, I have never cried so much during my birthday. I didn't even cry as much during my grandfather's funeral :x That's how much all of it meant to me baby.

PS: That's not all, Baby gave me another birthday present on my birthday itself (10th August) but being the selfish person I am, I am not sharing it with anyone of you. *giggles*

PPS: I love Wyz <3