Constant Pain, more like...

Sweet Merlin, I got braces.

Holy Mother Of Jesus, it feels like miniature aliens invaded my mouth and built their whatever it is on my teeth.

Dear Envy, they're in green and purple!! 

And they are a PAIN.

In bold, red, shiny letters.

Half of my dinner was stuck in the stoopid wires.

God, and my mom said I didn't eat enough.

Well, DUUH, since it hurts to bite anything harder than a melted chocolate bar. Like WTFreak man.

And I'm gonna try eating seaweed and see what happens. XDD

Anyhow, *insert random screaming here*.

Sweet Mother Of Jesus, how am I going to survive in school?!

Uber Coolness!!

This morning I woke up at 6 am and stared at the wall for awhile. Then I threw on a t-shirt and my grey Paddington Bear short.

And stuffed my face with sweet potato.

And then got all jumpy because we were running late and took a wrong turn.

And then GASP oh SHOCK!! The meeting place was frickin' deserted!

Man, that gave us a real scare. Turns out we were the first one there.

I was kind lagging behind, didn't go too fast.

Then we went up the mountain and down the mountain and my arms went numb and I think I cracked my pelvic girdle in two.

Ouch.

Then we had brunch (nasi lemak) which my brother promptly forgot to pay for.

Went to dream trail which sucked. It was more of pushing than cycling. The trail was too narrow, there were too many stupid roots and boulders, I don't have suspension, and my legs were very the tired laaaah...

And on the trail back, I phailed terribly. Last 80 meters I couldn't make it. Had to take a break. T-T

Epic fail.

Then my brother raced me back to the parking lot. He left me in the dust, literally.

But I could've caught up with him.

If only I knew which way to go.

I would've won.

Or at least not lose so spectacularly.

I've got a nasty scratch on my knee... *groan*

And I think I sprained my back. D:

Hoo-shah

So I ordered this really cool set of books -Blood-curdling Box (Horrible Histories)- on Amazon.com and I have to wait at least until February to get it. Like, hwat?!

*groan*

I had so wanted it real soon.

At least I'll get it before my birthday... D:

Totaled a whopping $54.48. In US currency.

Of course, it had 20 books inside (boxed set, remember?!) so divide that by 20 and its not so much.

I guess.

The shipping itself is already $9+, damn!! ><

Whatever happened to the holidays?

Of course, I would wish you all a Merry Christmas if it wasn't for the fact that I am right now sick of all things Christmas, which would include sickening Christmas carols and the fake snow and the phony Christmas greetings. Not to mention the few Christmas messages I got at 12 o'clock.

If I got those on New Year I wouldn't mind so much.

Oh okay, so I was stupid enough to not put it on silent, but still!! It's just Christmas, not New Year.

*sigh*

Can't believe it's already the 25th. I haven't touched a single textbook.

My schoolbag is still left in the corner with last year's books and stuff.

Oh god.

I still have 2 more pages to write.

Damn.

Meh.

Yep, finally got to meet up with my buddies today. Well, actually I just saw them last week, but that's beside the point.

Went to Mid Valley and splurged in the arcade... :D I pwnd them, lawls!

Bought Moo Moo-another addition to my cow plushies!

I have a cow fetish. So sue me.

Bought two keychains-mini plastic food that really looks edible. O.o

Cute things.

Credit card billed 3 books.

Cue Mama Mia! music--'Money money money'

Then went home and watched lame ass videos. XR--it's that BSB video with the two idiots in red jackets. Remember?

Filled my memory sticks with pictures--some nice, some lame, and some totally kinky just... weird.

I never thought I'd wear those clothes... :shakes head:

So anyway, just a quick update. I still need to write about 3 chapters of fanfic before Christmas.

O.o Oh the horror.

Um... What?

I just read in the newspaper that it's Vanessa Ann Hudgen's birthday today.

I was like, Really? Is that so? Man, her name is weird in chinese. I wonder when the rain will stop... Mommy said we're having fish for dinner. Man, seaweed is good.

Yes, my brain runs around and around in circles. Gaah.

Haha...

Ha?

...

I should stop now.

Shit. Oh shit.

I AM IN A VERY CRAPPY MOOD TODAY.

God help my parents, who have the wonderful patience to talk to me when I look like a thunder cloud and have no qualms about muttering profanities into their face and flipping them the bird.

Yeah. I'm feeling fine, but whenever people talk to me I will instantly hiss at them. Must be my bad sleep yesterday.

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On another hand, The Suite Life on Deck is airing tomorrow!! Yay!! ><

Cody is sho CUTE!! Zack's fine, but I like Cody better. =P

That's just me. I know you're thinking, 'Dude, whatever man.'

Too bad. :evilgrin:

Actually I have no idea what I'm typing. The words just kind of float off the screen into a jumbled mass of alphabets.

I really need more sleep.

Numb

You have no idea how hard it is to talk with half your face numbed.

Yeah, I need to get braces but first I have to extract four of my teeth. Ouch.

Aching pain.

I wanna watch a movie.

And next Friday I'm repeating the same thing.

*sigh*

And yes, I'm randomly coloring words.

Dreams...?

That was the longest post ever. And here's another one.

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They say that dreams are your sub-conscious telling you your deepest desires.

Then once I had a very vivid dream, set in my primary school.

The sky darkened and crashed with thunder, though the students in the classroom paid the foul weather no heed. The teacher wasn't around, and the classroom was in chaos, piled with overturned desks and students milling around chattering non-stop.

Some of the students went out to the canteen, which has a great view of the field. They talked the time away, when suddenly lightning crashed and they screamed.

Purple jelly octopus things started climbing out of the UFO, their half-transparentness showing the distorted faces of fellow students behind them.

Whipping around, I saw them heading to our class, and panicked. Boys picked up whatever they could lay their hands on and ran out, throwing stuff and yelling profanities. Me? I broke the leg off a desk and smacked one of the smaller aliens.

That didn't seem to help.

Then Tin Can tapped me on the shoulder and silently handed me giant crayons, blue and green. Giant. They were about the length of my arm. So I had two giant crayons. And I started stabbing.

Then I woke up.

I mean, what is that supposed to mean?? My deepest desire is an arm-length crayon? Jezus...

And why did I even dream about TIN CAN in the first place? Seriously, he was the only person with a close up. Well, maybe Lisa was in the background screaming, but I wasn't sure.

And so today I had another dream, which I won't describe, because it involves ballroom dancing and glass slippers. During sports day.

So sue my over-active imagination.

You Have Been Warned

Mostly this post will just be awkward, broken thoughts that I suddenly have. Most of them concerning blue nail polish (because I just bought it yesterday). Don't say I didn't warn you, and don't come running to sue me with stupid excuses like "MY EYES!!! THEY BBBBUUUUUUURRRRRNNN!!" 'cause this might include some fascinating thoughts on boys love.

And so I reread that paragraph and I suddenly imagined Envy set in a High School AU. Dynamite by SexySpoonsWillRuleUsAll, to be exact. There was this one line...

"Sasuke seemed to have no concern over the matter. As long as it didn’t involve pink or purple nail-polish. Black was fine. Black is a manly colour."

She's AWESOME. So anyway, what would Envy look like with sparkly blue nail polish? ...Now that's an image. *Shounen ai warning* OMFreakingG he'll look so awesomely CUTE!! 

...

Okay, now I'm imagining some people's face scrunched up and going "eeeewwww" and thinking, WTF?? EnvyxEd? That's so wrong! Hellloooo, Envy tried to kill Ed!! True, but I never did like animes much, so I don't really care much about the anime. THE ANIME DID ENVY NO JUSTICE. And Envy/Ed? As this *snitched* quote very nicely puts it.

"Why Envy/Ed? Because I like it. I'll admit, I don't think Envy and Ed hooking up would happen in the actual series unless things went horribly, horribly wrong, but then again, I don't see Ed hooking up with Roy, either, or even Winry. He's a single kind of guy. But I have a fierce obsession with Envy, I lub that cute lil shrimp of an alchemist, and I find the way those two interact with each other interesting."

Yes, I have a huge obsession with Envy too. *sigh*

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This really disturbing thought just entered my mind. Um... I kinda forgot the disturbing thought, because I don't really like to hang on to not nice thoughts. But I DO remember going :OMG did I just think that?? I think it had something to do with garlic... Dancing garlic... And the Leafy Sea Dragon...

Man that's twisted. So's vampire stories. Those are TOTALLY overrated. And I'm not talking about Twilight. Isn't that astonishing? For once, somebody actually uses the word 'vampire' and is not thinking about Twilight. Twilight is SO extremely overrated.

So anyways, it's this series called The Vampire Diaries with the gorgeous Elena (what a freakish name) who goes all out for a hot vampire guy named Stefan whose brother Damon has a terrible past and what not. Oh, you know, the usual vampire story, boy with a dark past and a jealous brother vying for the same girl, said girl dies, vampire boy feels all guilty and swore to never love again until he met this head-strong, beautiful girl and suddenly they're in love and then his brother appears again, they fight for her, she dies and becomes a vampire, she loses her memory and 'loves' the brother instead, and our poor vampire boy is all sad and agonizing again. Yeesh.

I think I had better stop now, my dad's going like, "Always glued to the PC!" and then I'll say "DAD! This is NOT a PC! A Mac is a Mac, you can't compare it to a goddamn lousy PC!" and I'll most probably add under my breath a "Steve Jobs rules", and suddenly I'm reminded of something that happened before I got my Mac.

It was a bright day, even though one wouldn't know, if stuck in a huge air-conditioned building. Following my brother into a white shop, which is a nice change from all the colors I've been seeing, I saw rows and rows of white. Sure enough, I was in Machines. I walked to a laptop and clicked on the little purple inkwell, and a blank document popped up. Wondering what to write, I let my fingers roam over the keyboard, starting with a 'S' and continuing to type. When I had finished, I grinned and leant back with satisfaction at the bolded, underlined, huge letters-screaming 'STEVE JOBS RULES'.

Oh, that wasn't all. Before we left, another guy saw what I had written-and didn't close-and decided to add a few of his musings... Which were 'hear hear.'

Needless to say, I left that store feeling very happy and suddenly destructive.

Wow. I never thought I'd write that. I really should stop now.

'Night, peoples!

Fandom

OMIGOSH I CAN'T BELIEVE IT!!!

I got a new FMA poster!! ><

And two keychains!! Not that I'm going to use it, of course...

Small Ed and HUGES!! MAES HUGES!!

GAAAAHH!!

And 3 bookmarks. Those are pretty expensive.

BUT I WANTED A ENVY MODEL!!! They just sell in sets... And the only Envy model I saw was silver coated and ugly. *wails*

Envy is never ugly.

Some people say I'm obsessed. Well, I dunno. I mean, I just get hyper at the mention of FMA. Just like I get hyper at the mention of Alex Rider or Skulduggery Pleasant. 

And Malaysians don't like FMA. WHY ALL THE BLEACH AND NARUTOS, I ASK YOU?

Stupid ninjas doing stupid hand thingies. SO NOT COOL!!

When I'm not on sugar-high only will I write out an argumentative essay on why FMA rocks and Naruto just flops.

Yeah. 

Neopets

You can never buy books in the Book Shop in Neopian Central. It just sells out too fast.

So, I found another book store. On Kreludor. You can ALWAYS buy books there. And cheap, too! ^^*

被tag jorr~

第一：被点者请在自己的 BLOG里写下答案
第二 : 请传另外十位的人.=)
第三 : 传阅人‘请在于这十位当中斗留言版’ 告知他(她) 被点名了.
第四 : 这当中的十位的人‘不得拒绝’
第五: 被点者‘请注明被谁点了’ 在哪接到‘在传给下十位’
第六: 这些被点名者’
你们被点会得到祝福‘并且愿望会实现’ 也会得到幸福.^^‘幸福套餐'开始咯!!^^
幸福套餐 NO。1♥
01 你的绰号 : Wey Aaaaaaaaaann~
02 年龄 : 14 岁 （好老。。。）
03 生日 : 21.06.94 
04 星座 : 双Gemini子
05 兴趣 : writing fanfic, reading, drawing, creating...
06 专长 : what do you think?
幸福套餐 NO。2♥
01 你有没有喜欢的人? : 有吗？我不知道。。。
02 是否在交往? : 没兴趣。
03 现在幸福吗? : 当然～
04 如果上天给你勇气，最想做什么事? : 什么事都做。
05 如果有天,你爱的人跟你告白的话? : 笑。
幸福套餐 NO。3♥
01 点你的人是: Ru...
02 他是你的 : 好友？
03 他的个性? : Ka~wa~ii~~!!
04 认识他多久? : 嗯。。。有大概5年吧。。。
05 你觉得他怎样? : 我认输。
06 你想对他说什么 : 嗨！走，去玩吧！
幸福套餐 NO。4♥
01 最爱的节目 : －无－
02 最爱的音乐 : 太多。。。
03 最爱的季节 : 秋天
04 最爱的卡通 : 卡通？Anime就有。
05 最爱的人 : 朋友。家人。
06 最爱的颜色 : 青色。
07 最爱的国家 : 伦敦。
08 最爱的天气 : 凉快的晴天
幸福套餐 NO。5♥
01 如果上天给你三个愿望: 1。家人之间融洽 2。世界不会有战争 3。每个人都会很快乐

02 你是很专一的人吗 : ？
03 最深刻的回忆? : 哈。。。这个我没打算告诉你。
04 你是个很有信心的人吗? : 还好。
05 你很爱微笑吗 : 微笑？狂笑就有。
06 如果你要放弃你现在的生活，你愿意吗 : 咦～不能两个都要咩～
07 妄想什么样的生活 : 安宁，快乐。。。
08 是否横刀夺爱才是爱 : 看咯～
调卷到此结束‘点人者请至于被点者的留言版’ 告知被点名了.I want to tag:

－筱瑞，你逃不掉的。

－丽杉，我逼你做，否则我去你家做＊＊＊＊和＊＊＊＊

Play play play

Yes, Pet Society on Facebook had me addicted for 3 days.

Haha. So there.

I need more money... T.T

Xiao Rui!! XDD

Gimme money~

Or give me something, as long as I don't need to pay for it myself. XDD

Sluggish

I feel dead inside.

Rotting. I don't feel like moving, my blood inside has clotted up.

Sluggish... My brain has shut down, my body turned inside out...

My eyes hurt, my lids just want to close on themselves...

My voice is low and cracked, like I haven't had human interaction for so long...

I need to get a life.

Fics

Speaking of Edvy fics, there are even less LingEd fics!!

Why all the RoyEdness??

WHY?!

Roy is just a frickin' bastard.

And no, the anime did Envy no justice. No justice at all.

Envy

I have fallen in love with FullMetal Alchemist all over again.

Especially Envy.

I don't really like the anime because -I mean, didn't you notice??- Hello!! RoyEd much?? And Envy has too little screen time!! Wrath is just annoying! ><>

Also, I noticed that THERE AREN'T ENOUGH EDVY FICS!!!

Envy rulez.

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On another completely unrelated subject, Messenger on Mac has too many problems. *Sigh* At least it works properly... *mumbles under breath* unlike my iChat which a certain someone destroyed...

I wanna have my hair in a braid.... But then I know it'll look weird... T.T

Crab porridge upsets my stomach. Eurgh...

Ignore this post. Thank you.

Dear Diary,

Today, I met a bunch of gay hooligans. I think I was played--again. 

*Cut the crap, man.*

OMFG Holy SHITZ!!

Adrian's gay~

And he has a harem. Like, seriously, dude!! That's so lame!

Jon's gay~

And he has a girlfriend called Jane, who's male.

Freak... That's so retarded. The uber lameness. *Ugh...*

I need to ask Jon if he knows Justin. I forgot... ><"

Justin says he does. O.o

Oh yeah, and I just found out, that John doesn't know how to ride a bike. *insert random laughter here*

Belated- My Obama fandom!!!

Pacman and Apple!! Sweet!

The family man...

The coolness!! ><

Sharing a fist bump

Men In Black!!

America needs change!

Rain always makes things look cooler...

He can play basketball, too!

*screams* I love him~!!!

Is he cool, or is he not?

Nothing can be cooler than OBAMA!!!! ><

Watch This!!

Watch this!!

Or I'll castrate you guys with a rusty wooden spoon!!

(Or in this case, dig out your livers)...

xCheers!

I want school!

I'm missing school so much I dream about it.

Twice in a row.

Yesterday's was about my primary school, only this time some of my secondary school mates were there too, throwing  extra huge crayons at aliens that landed in the cafeteria.

Today's extremely weird dream was about... Uh... I forgot. -.-"

But fersure it had something to do with school.

Fersure.

Shirts

Designing shirts is really tiring. -.-"

But fun.

Until you get some paint on a very obvious undesired spot in the middle of your shirt.

Then it get on your nerves. And you have to think up of a nice pattern to cover it.

Bah.

Anyhow, I'm getting a Letter of Recommendation by... someone or the other.

Yay?

Malaysians.

Ever notice how, when we encounter stupid behavior, we will all automatically say, "Malaysians, what." How sadly true.

Malaysians have a bad habit of applauding when not needed. Please. We're in the middle of a performance. The singer on stage hits the high note. 'Wahh's all around. Some idiot starts clapping. People follow his lead. Soon all you can hear is clapping and cat-calls. Whistles. Let me ask you, IS THIS A CONCERT?? IS THIS OR IS THIS NOT AN ART PERFORMANCE??

Now ignoring the stupid people, we move on to the show The Awakening itself.

It's a wonderful performance, beautiful dancing, pain-staking choreographing and emotionally-charged music. I mean the China performers.

The Malaysian ones are a bunch of crap. For a lack of a better word, it stinks. I really don't want to see retard-looking kiddies in a stupid animal masks walking around on stage looking like a-well, retard. And the 24 Seasons -seasons, not festival. Season!- Drum... Uh... Held no awe for me. Sorry. It's not bad. But it needs improvement. Like what happened to the warrior-like "Ha!"s? Dude, my school team does it better than those--people. Bleh. Sure I know they're all handicapped and all, but hey! Look at those from China!

To wrap it up, RM248X3 for that show is foolishly stupid. Bloody waste of money. I went there, I expected to see only the Goddess of a Thousand Hands or whatever you call her, but noooooo. I go there, and the first show I see is a bunch of dimwitted children playing random instruments and singing lame songs. 

I have that kind of, "I demand to see your manager" feeling right now.

In the Car

Oh yeah it got worse.

It's not measles.

It's dengue.

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On the other hand, this odd thing came up.

Me: Why is Abdullah on the front page with Obama? 

He should not be on the front page with Obama.

Bro: -laughs-

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Is my thumb really that funny? Huh? Is it?! -snarls-

I like doing that.

The -snarl-, I mean.

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One of these days I'm going to kill my brother with the Drill Arrow.

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My dog sucks. She scratched my phone. THAT PARASITE!!!! -snarls-

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Man, this is random.

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I wanna eat sponge cake. D':

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I'm going to see the Thousand Hand Goddess or something!

:] Later.

XD Thousand hands... AHAHAHAHAHA!!

Somehow that cracks me up. O.0

why me.

I have suspected measles.

The illness where all those little boys in Enid Blyton get.

*shudders* ohmaigawd the horror...

Can this get any worse?

Say HWAT?!

My brother has dengue.

NOOO~!

And my grandma's not coming tomorrow. 

NOOO~ again.

Last week of school.

NOOO~ [or yes?]

Form teacher's resigning. 

YES!!!!!!! [Uh, I mean, NOOO~]

GAAAAAH!!!!!!!!!!!

-.-"

I'm sick.

As in, really sick.

Why-o-why-o-why??

My thumb is throbbing, my temperature screams bloody murder, and to top it off, my brother is even sicker than me. O.O

Geh.

Wtf man....

I think i'll just RIP for now...

Dude...

[edit] I didn't get to finish just now cuz a certain someone force quit me. Anyway, Imjust wantd to say: House Bunny is AWESOME! in your face, Lisa. In. Your. Face. [/edit]

Talk about a tragedy.

I slammed a car door on my thumb.

Now it's purple. And still bleeding. 

I think my nail's going to fall off.

*cringe*

But all in all, Lvenn's party was smashing. Except for the literal smashing part. 

What do you get when you have 20+ super-high teenagers in one large bungalow?

Chaos and destruction.

Anyhow, I later went to Xiao Rui's house. She has a nice house. :D

She also has a cute dog. XD

Then we went to Times Square to watch

Tag Letter

Dear Lisa.

I don't really know how to tell you this, but our romance is over. I think I realized it when you put cuffs on me in your camping car and I saw you carve your initials into my penpal in Ghana. I'm sure you're ashamed enough to understand that I'm open. I'm returning the cut toenails to you, but I'll keep your left ear as a memory. You should also know that I told in my confession today about your eggplant-fetishism. Fuck off now.

Anne.  

Dear (the last person who left a comment on your Journal).I don't really know how to tell you this, but ___1___. I think I realized it when ___2______3___ and I saw you ___4___ ___5___. I'm sure you're ___6___ enough to understand ___7___. I'm returning ___8___ to you, but I'll keep ___9___ as a memory. You should also know that I ___10___ ___11___.___12___,-Your name-

1. What's the color of your shirt?
Blue - Our romance is over
Red - Our affair is over
White - I'll join the monastery
Black - I dislike you
Green - Our horoscope doesn't match
Grey - You're a pervert
Yellow - I'm selling myself
Pink - Your nostrils are insulting
Brown - The mafia wants you
No shirt - You're a loser
Other - I'm in love with your sister

2. Which is your birth month?
January - That night
February - Last year
March - When your dwarf bit me
April - When I tripped on sesame seeds
May - First of May
June - When you put cuffs on me
July - When I threw up
August - When I saw the shrunken head
September - When we skinny dipped
October - When I quoted Santa
November - When your dog ran amok
December - When I changed tennis shoes

3. Which food do you prefer?
Tacos - In your apartment
Pizza - In your camping car
Pasta - Outside of Chicago
Hamburgers - Under the bus
Salad - As you ate enchilada
Chicken - In your closet
Kebab - With Paris Hilton
Fish - In women's clothing
Sandwiches - At the Hare Krishna graduation
Lasagna - At the mental hospital
Hot dog - Under a state of trance
None of the above - With George Bush and his wife

4. What's the color of your socks?
Yellow - Hit on
Red - Insult
Black - Ignore
Blue - Knock out
Purple - Pour syrup on
White - Carve your initials into
Grey - Pull the clothes off
Brown - Put leeches on
Orange - CastratePink - Pull the toupee off
Barefoot - Sit on
Other - Drive out

5. What's the color of your underwear?
Black - My best friend
White - My father
Grey - Bill Clinton
Brown - My fart balloon
Purple - My mustard soufflé
Red - Donald Duck
Blue - My avocado plant
Yellow - My penpal in Ghana
Orange - My Kid Rock-collection
Pink - Manchester United's goalkeeper
None - My John F. Kennedy-statue
Other - The crazy monk

6. What do you prefer to watch on TV?
Scrubs - Man
O.C. - Emotional
One Tree Hill - Open
Heroes - Frostbitten
Lost - High
House - Scarred
Simpsons - Cowardly
The news - Mongolic
American Idol - Masochistic
Family Guy - Senile
Top Model - Middle-class
None of the above - Ashamed

7. Your mood right now?
Happy - How awful I've felt
Sad - How boring you are
Bored - That Santa doesn't exist
Angry - That your pimples are at the last stage
Depressed - That we're cousins
Excited - That there is no solution to this.
Nervous - The middle-east
Worried - That your Honda sucks
Apathetic - That I did a sex-change
Ashamed - That I'm allergic to your hamster
Cuddly - That I get turned on by garbage men
Overjoyous - That I'm open
Other - That Extreme Home Makeover sucks

8. What's the color of your walls in your bedroom?
White - Your ring
Yellow - Your love letters
Red - Your Darth Vader-poster
Black - Your tame stone
Blue - The couch cushions
Green - The pictures from LA
Orange - Your false teeth
Brown - Your contact book
Grey - Our matching snoopy-bibs
Purple - Your old lottery coupons
Pink - The cut toenails
Other - Your memories from the military service

9. The first letter of your first name?
A/B - Your photo
C/D - The oil stocks
E/F - Your neighbour Martin
G/H - My virginity
I/J - The results of your blood-sample
K/L - Your left ear
M/N - Your suicide note
O/P - My common sense
Q/R - Your mom
S/T - Your collection of butterflies
U/V - Your criminal record
W/X - David's tricot outfits
Y/Z - Your grades from college

10. The last letter in your last name?
A/B - Always will remember
C/D - Never will forget
E/F - Always wanted to break
G/H - Never openly mocked
I/J - Always have felt dirty before
K/L - Will tell the authorities about
M/N - Told in my confession today about
O/P - Was interviewed by the Times about
Q/R - Told my psychiatrist about
S/T - Get sick when I think of
U/V - Always will try to forget
W/X - Am better off without
Y/Z - Never liked

11. What do you prefer to drink?
Water- Our friendship
Beer - Senility
Soft drink - A new life as a clone
Soda - The incarnation as an eskimo
Milk - The apartment building
Wine - Cocaine abuse
Cider - A passionate interest for mice
Juice - Oprah Winfrey imitations
Mineral water - Embarrassing rash
Hot chocolate - Eggplant-fetishism
Whisky - To ruin the second world war
Other - To hate the Boston Celtics

12. To which country would you prefer to go on a vacation?
Thailand - Warm regards
USA - Best regards
England - Good luck on your short-term leave from jail
Spain - Go and drown yourself
China - Disgusting regards
Germany - With ease
Japan - Go burn
Greece - Your everlasting enemy
Australia - Greetings to your frog Leonard
Egypt - Fuck off now
France - In pain
Other - Greetings to your freaky family

I tag you, Lisa, and Xiao Rui and anybody else who wants to do this.

Lack of Sleep

This is so annoying.

My brain can't even function properly.

I'm so tired.

Damn.

I still have a week of school. -groans-

My god.

Re: Lala

This is to state i) What is a Lala? ii)Is it cosplay? iii) The Lala's distinct features.

And also, reference links can be found at: Xiao Rui's and Lisa's.

i) A Lala, in its most original form, is a type of mussel, often associated with clams. See here for more details. 'Lala' can also mean flirt/slutty, usually used for High School girls who have a tendency to go to shopping centers, even when there's nothing to buy, just to show off. They also tend to hang around in groups, camwhore, talk about boys, make-up, boys, clothes, cosmetics, boys and boys. They also like to exaggerate, be dramatic and fake. They are overly concerned about their looks, are materialistic, also like giggling in a group and titter. Yes, titter. Like a bird.

ii) Although Lalas like to play dress up, they are not, in the least, cosplaying. Cosplaying is dressing up as a character in a book/manga/anime/movie. Lalas have their own "fashion", which means they like to wear puffy skirts, low tops, vests, neckties loosely looped aroung their necks, and usually thigh-high or knee-length socks. Clothes are usually pink, black or pink and black. They like anything remotely "cute" and has a tendency to exclaim loudly "Oh dear! This is so cute-" holds up a pair of jeans that has so little material charging it $80 is daylight robbery-"but I don't have enough money! Oh, never mind! I'll just use my school fees!" They are also ruthless when it comes to buying accessories. They normally prefer thick, bright bangles and hanging loop earrings. "Pair necklaces" are also now the IT thing to wear. They want to look showy. They look like Christmas trees in drag.

iii) The use of a camera is to keep a memory. Not so in a Lala's case. She uses a camera to keep pictures. Of herself. Although camwhoring is not entirely For Lalas Only, it is certainly their favorite hobby. Swing a camera in their direction and lips are pursed, fingers in the "V" shape, eyelashes flutter and head tilted downwards. Their "successful" pictures are this: sees only the face-and maybe a bit of the fringe, using sepia so everything is brown. Hand-shake off to get that blurry effect. Smack in the middle are the eyes, wide and huge. Lips can be either pursed, curled back or pouted, just to get that "full lips" effect. Maybe a finger on the lips. Will later be photoshopped until unrecognizable. This, they will say, is THE perfect picture. 

[edit] The camera also has to be tilted at some point, as long as it's not straight. And also they aren't tilted at acceptable degrees like 45˚. They like it to look like some kind of Leaning Tower of Pisa-ish photo. Except, of course, the tower isn't shown in the picture. [/edit]

Also, they say, the whole point of having hair on their head is to make it a fashion statement. While we normal people know hair is actually our body's insulators, Lala's see it as something that needs an extra dose of "oomph" because, after all, it only has one color. They also think of body hair as stray weeds. Twice a week they will get their arm and leg hairs removed, and then shiver in the cold of a A/C shopping mall. Their hair, as afore mentioned, is not kept in tidy practical ways. They have bangs that reach eye-level, hair cut in layers and gelled meticulously to resemble a hedgehog. Or a bird's nest. They also like that "floaty" feeling, which will explain their fondness for puffy hair. Spiders also like their puffy hair.

Ps. for ii), the male Lala will look like a pimp. Usually they are pimps. And for non-high-school girls, they will dye their hair a wide assortment of colors. Then it'll look like melted M&Ms in ice-cream.

Hey YOU

Lisa Yap Li Shan, you owe me big time.

You know what I'm talking about. YOU KNOW.

Don't give me that innocent look, you ninny. *bashes you on the head*

And don't you "whaaaaat?" me.

-insert random Russell Peters quote here-

Xiao Rui, I am sorry to say, that even though you weren't present, I enjoyed myself immensely today singing my heart out. Well, most of the time. The other time was the time we went out to have cotton candy. :D

Anyway, the point is-what kind of friend am I? How can I still enjoy myself while my bf is back at home, obviously growing cobwebs and rotting away, being pecked clean by vultures! I swear, the next time we decide to go out together I will- oooh~ Bunnies~! *exits stage left*

*silence*

*runs back on stage*

OMG I sooo totally didn't mean that! Anyway, as I was saying-- IS THAT A MARSHMALLOW CHOCOLATE STICK?! HEY, YOU! @#$& get your ass back here! *jumps into the crowd and chases after the poor guy who innocently decided to bring chocolate coated marshmallows and didn't know host's addiction to them*

*silence*

*host's friend comes up*

Well, I don't think she's coming back anytime soon... soo....

LET'S GET THIS PARTY STARTED!!!

Abandoned

Whoa. It's been EONS since I've last updated. See what the exams did to me?

Anyway, this is like, the first ever time I study for real for my finals. Man, if I don't get good grades for this I am so ***** not gonna care.

Anyway, today I went to Borders.

Cashier: Do you have a Citibank credit card?

Me: Do I look old enough to have a Citibank credit card?

Cashier: You'll get 15% off if you use a Citibank credit card.

Me: So can I just bring the card or do I have to swipe and sign?

And I just noticed I suck at posing. I will either look lost, look pissed off or look weird cuz I am trying very hard not to laugh. Haha.

Chopsticks

Ignore the completely random title. I'm just hyper.

So...

I got my new jacket. The one I've been obsessing over for about a week. It's totally awesome! ^^Heck, even my brother says it's nice.

I finished watching The Conqueror of Shamballa. I never knew Edo's world was called Shamballa. But only Envy, Wrath and Gluttony appeared in the movie. And I didn't get to see Envy in his oh-so-wonderful palm tree-like body. And does Gluttony look so......eugh? I thought he's supposed to be wonderfully cute with obsessive eating habits. [sweatdrops] I WANNA SEE LUST!!!! [cries]

Ah well. At least Edo and Al are OK... [truth to be told, I never knew how to pronounce Alphonse's name. I always refered to him as "Ed's little brother who's taller than him" -somewhere in Shamballa-*HEY! SOMEONE JUST CALLED ME SHORT!!! AND BY A SHORTIE TOO!*-so when I watched the movie I was kinda happy to learn how to pronounce his name. ^^

Oh and I didn't see anyone call Ed 'short' in the movie. I wanted to see him yell stupid stuff. *teh evilness*

[edit] Oh, and Wrath is Izumi's child?! OMFG THAT'S SO WRONG!!!!! ><"

AND EDO DIDN'T DRINK MILK!! *gasps* [/edit]

And you wonder why I hate my life...

All my best friend talks about is her non-existent crush, other people's non-existent crush on her, or my non-existent crush. 

My mom is [trying to] ban me from the net because she thinks I go to *censored* sites. PLEASE! This is more embarrassing than anything put together.

I feel used. 

I have this obsession... and it includes jackets and FMA...

The stupid FMA movie is taking forever to download.

I'm broke.

I still have homework to do.

Actually, on second thought, I don't really hate my life.

Much.

Except for the fact that my mom will say, "Still looking at those kind of things!" [What kind of things?!?!?!? I'm only reading FMA fanfiction! Jeezuz christ, I'm not that sick!]

Obsession

I can't stop thinking about you.

Ever since I saw you in the mall yesterday....

Oh god, you stole my heart...

You feel so soft, I just want to bury myself in you...

So warm, so right...

I need you...

So i'm gonna buy you on Tuesday. Sure, I'll be broke-er than ever, but I MUST HAVE IT.

So, friends, expect to see me curled up inside a brand -new jacket on Wednesday.

Nicknames

Xiao Rui is called Optimus Prime. Do not ask me how she got that name. [even though i was the one who gave her that name XD] It suddenly just popped into my head. Although, choosing between SM Queen and Optimus Prime, that ain't too hard a choice, huh?

Lisa, me and Optimus Prime just named you the Royal Pain. I found my inspiration in a book titles How to Study Law. I am so mean. XD

So I need a nickname. Maybe FullMetal Fan? XD [again]

OHMYGAWD.

I repeat, OHMYGAWD.

Guess what I just did?

Tattoos!

And highlights!!!

Sure, they're fake, but still....

I've got a big butterfly one on my arm and a smaller one on my neck.

*squeal*

And the highlight's green.

Bright neon green.

If u guys even bother to know.

FMA pics!!!!

You know What?

I don't even know why i care.

Boys suck.

They're mean, lying jackasses.

And they've ALL, ALL OF THEM, have broken my trust in them.

Well, you know what?

Damn them.

i so want to kill them.

I don't like having my feelings played with.

Badminton Updates

Yay. Lee Chong Wei won, and so it's celebration time! *smirk*

Man, I love that guy. *Gee, if his GF heard me, I'll become SPAM in a can faster than you can say "I am."*

He's SOOOO cool!!!!

He jumped onto his coach!!!

His coach's name is Miss Woon!!!! *Okay, I know for a fact it's Misbun, get the joke?*

Ahahahahaahahahahaha

I've gone insane.

Hahahaha.

Ha.

Gravija

I love Dead Fantasy. 

I'm waiting for Dead Fantasy III now.

Whoot!

[Dead Fantasy is an unofficial video by Monty Oum which shows Final Fantasy and DOA female characters battling it out with crazy graphics! It rox!!]

Ahaha.

This is "Why MCA"

Not that I terribly like politics,

but...

Funny.

and blogger is screwed. F*ck.

Olympics? Too clichéd.

Nah. I'm not gonna talk about the Olympics. God knows you've seen, heard and talked about it more than enough. Besides, most probably you've already got your own opinion on it, and why the hell do you want MY opinion anyway? Does that make sense?

So.

I am now currently addicted to Dirty Little Secret by All American Rejects. Yay.

Who has to know

When we live such fragile lives

It's the best way we survive

I go around a time or two

Just to waste my time with you

Projects-they SUCK

Why do we even need to do stupid Sejarah and Geografi projects? It's not like we actually learn anything from them.

Bloody waste of time and ink.

Shit.

Mac Rules

So, here's how it works:

1. Open your library (iTunes, Winamp, Media Player, iPod, etc)

2. Put it on shuffle

3. Press play

4. For every question, type the song that's playing

5. When you go to a new question, press the next button

6. Don't lie and try to pretend your cool... and a lot of the songs fit with the settings

Opening Credits:

Dido-The Land Is Mine [0___0"]

Waking Up:

Dido-Life for Rent [Dude, it's only in the morning man...]

First Day At School:

Dido-Stan feat. Eminem [Gahh! I'm NOT gonna die!! And it's all Dido...-.-"]

Falling In Love:

Dido-Who Makes You Feel [Who makes you feel like I make you feel...]

Fight Song:

Maksim-Flight of the Bumble Bee [I have nothing to say...]

Breaking Up:

BSB-I Want It That Way [This is way too crazy. Full stop.]

Prom Night:

Phantom of the Opera-The Phantom of the Opera [...huh...?]

Life:

Evita-On This Night of a Thousand Stars [ahaha. Ha?]

Mental Breakdown:

Rihanna- Don't Stop The Music [.......I don't like pubs anyway]

Driving:

Canon in D [Whoa. What? I drive like classical music??? ...Cool.]

Flashback:

BSB-The One [What does flashback mean? +__+]

Getting Back Together:

BSB-Everybody (Backstreet's Back)

Wedding:

Jonas Brothers-S.O.S. [Help!!! I've sworn never to marry!]

Birth Of Child:

Sarah Brightman-Ave Maria [Dude, since when did I become so Christian?]

Final Battle:

Dido-Stoned [Oh NO, i'm gonna die???]

Funeral Song:

BSB-The Call [...One Missed Call... *shudder*]

Final Credits:

Sarah Brightman-All I Ask Of You [.....-.-"]

*thump*

So my brother says I have a talent for writing stories. Yay. Funnily enough, the story was about him. Dying in a car crash. Ouch.

On another note,

i'm bored.

The Mysteries of Boyfriends and Girlfriends

Oh, girls love bitching about their girlfriend's boyfriends. Trust me, I should know. I DO bitch about a certain boyfriend of *a-hem*. But that's not the point. The point is, this peer pressure makes girls look for better men, which makes men become better men if they want girls, and thus begins the evolution of better [however way you see it] people.

You know the good girl/bad boy thing? And the opposites attract? That is a load of BS. Tell me, if you prefer good literature and arts, history, culture... Would you go for a man who smokes, wears torn leather jackets, hangs out in the slummiest places, does unimaginable things and rides a killer bike, does obscene hand gestures and does drugs illegal racing yada yada yada... WOULD YOU?

The answer is of course, NO. The idea is CRAP. Of course, there are always *stresses and makes funny voices* isolated cases, so don't pound me if I offend any one of you.

Oh, SJunn is an entirely different matter. 

YAP LI SHAN, I AM WARNING YOU.

STAY AWAY FROM HIM. FOR MY HAPPINESS. [snitched this line from Eragon. Man, I lurve that book]

New Blog!

New blog alert! It's called MoBlogging. No, the blog is called Mostly Junk but I use MoBlog. Mobile blogging. Geddit?

Anyway, it contains mostly pictures and those little things in life that means so much. Drop by when there's time... ^^

click [^8^] to go!

The Hell?

I hate crowded shopping centers. I hate very, very extremely crowded shopping centers. 

Take, for instance, Low Yat. WHAT DO THEY MEAN BY BLASTING THE ****ING SPEAKERS THAT LOUD?!?!?! And just imagine all the people, the sweat, the germs, the manifestations of unknown things all floating around... Eew, eew and MORE eew!!!

Then Sungai Wang. STOP FLASHING BRIGHT LIGHTS AT ME AND I AM NOT FAT! Hell, stuffing weight-loss flyers into my hands, they're destroy both the trees and my self-confidence. They're crazy, I tell you. And must they put all the flashy shiny handphone keychains all over??? PUH-LEASE. I get in there and get a headache instantly. AND THE PLACE STINKS OF SMOKE. CIGARETTE SMOKE. *koff koff* Please don't smoke indoors. *koff koff* They can't read. That's why they went to Sungai Wang in the first place. A cheap place. [A sincere apology to all those die-hard SW fans out there, but this is how I see SW]

Mid Valley is losing out real fast man. The place is CRAWLING with Indians and Malays. You know why I hate Malays? Because THEY THINK THE F*CKING RULE THE WORLD. They spit in your face and don't say sorry. They're little  annoying bloody pieces of unworthy crap shit suckers "darlings" will start SCREAMING for no reason. Evil little things. Do you know a baby's scream is as loud as a rocket? That loud.

That was full of complaints. Yes, I feel like complaining today. I'm in a shitty mood. 

GRAWL

So you had a bad day...

Is it just me, or do I have a tendency to reply things with songs/lyrics?

I think it's just me.

So, what do you do when you're at McD's and there's this really cool exhibition on the street across?

Stop and stare... you start to wonder why you're here not there....

I... am a question to the world...

Not an answer to be heard...

*

You don't know me,

And I'll never be what you want me to be.

Because you had a bad day
You're taking one down
You sing a sad song just to turn it around
You say you don't know
You tell me don't lie
You work at a smile and you go for a ride
You had a bad day
The camera don't lie
You're coming back down and you really don't mind
You had a bad day
You had a bad day....

Me and the Death Reaper

Okay, so maybe not Death Reaper. Rather the ouch-you're-a-pain-in-the-tummy reaper. Is it just me, or do I seem more likelier to fall sick this year? Yesterday I got food poisoning from the school canteen. I wanna bring them to court man...

Oh mi gosh it hurts like hell... GGRRAAAHHH~~~~!!!!!!! It's like someone's got a hold of my guts and is twisting it around like the washing machine. Ouch. PURE AGONY describes it well.

Oh yeah, and I know its been a LLLLOOOONNNNGGG time since I last blogged, but, don't expect much, will you? I don't think I can blog so often nowadays. :[

Tata!

Sîgñé∂:

éøs

†may the light be with you†

Friday the 13th

In fact, I didn't even notice it was Friday the 13th. Until I read a newspaper article concerning it and I was like, Oh, really? 

Nothing much happened. If you ask me, I think it was above average! ^^ Although I was sooooo tired in Chinese class. I actually "fished" for 3 minutes and my friend woke me up. He threw a book at me. Literally.

Besides, its just superstition. Nothing bad happens on Friday 13th, anyway. Not to me, at least. Hell.

Reaaallllllllll OLD but Nice

Yes! Flicked it from my sis's fren's blog. She's GOOD. Go to Nishah's blog. Oh yes, its nice :] 

While Malaysia fiddles, its opportunities are running dry
By Michael Backman
The Age
November 15, 2006

MALAYSIA'S been at it again, arguing about what proportion of the economy each of its two main races — the Malays and the Chinese — owns. It's an argument that's been running for 40 years. That wealth and race are not synonymous is important for national cohesion, but really it's time Malaysia grew up.

It's a tough world out there and there can be little sympathy for a country that prefers to argue about how to divide wealth rather than get on with the job of creating it.

The long-held aim is for 30 per cent of corporate equity to be in Malay hands, but the figure that the Government uses to justify handing over huge swathes of public companies to Malays but not to other races is absurd. It bases its figure on equity valued, not at market value, but at par value.

Many shares have a par value of say $1 but a market value of $12. And so the Government figure (18.9 per cent is the most recent figure) is a gross underestimate. Last month a paper by a researcher at a local think-tank came up with a figure of 45 per cent based on actual stock prices. All hell broke loose. The paper was withdrawn and the researcher resigned in protest. Part of the problem is that he is Chinese.

"Malaysia boleh!" is Malaysia's national catch cry. It translates to "Malaysia can!" and Malaysia certainly can. Few countries are as good at wasting money. It is richly endowed with natural resources and the national obsession seems to be to extract these, sell them off and then collectively spray the proceeds up against the wall.

This all happens in the context of Malaysia's grossly inflated sense of its place in the world.

Most Malaysians are convinced that the eyes of the world are on their country and that their leaders are world figures. This is thanks to Malaysia's tame media and the bravado of former prime minister Mahathir Mohamad. The truth is, few people on the streets of London or New York could point to Malaysia on a map much less name its prime minister or capital city.

As if to make this point, a recent episode of The Simpsons features a newsreader trying to announce that a tidal wave had hit some place called Kuala Lumpur. He couldn't pronounce the city's name and so made up one, as if no-one cared anyway. But the joke was on the script writers — Kuala Lumpur is inland.

Petronas, the national oil company is well run, particularly when compared to the disaster that passes for a national oil company in neighbouring Indonesia. But in some respects, this is Malaysia's problem. The very success of Petronas means that it is used to underwrite all manner of excess.

The KLCC development in central Kuala Lumpur is an example. It includes the Twin Towers, the tallest buildings in the world when they were built, which was their point. It certainly wasn't that there was an office shortage in Kuala Lumpur — there wasn't.

Malaysians are very proud of these towers. Goodness knows why. They had little to do with them. The money for them came out of the ground and the engineering was contracted out to South Korean companies. They don't even run the shopping centre that's beneath them. That's handled by Australia's Westfield.

Next year, a Malaysian astronaut will go into space aboard a Russian rocket — the first Malay in space. And the cost? $RM95 million ($A34.3 million), to be footed by Malaysian taxpayers. The Science and Technology Minister has said that a moon landing in 2020 is the next target, aboard a US flight. There's no indication of what the Americans will charge for this, assuming there's even a chance that they will consider it. But what is Malaysia getting by using the space programs of others as a taxi service? There are no obvious technical benefits, but no doubt Malaysians will be told once again, that they are "boleh". The trouble is, they're not. It's not their space program.

Back in July, the Government announced that it would spend $RM490 million on a sports complex near the London Olympics site so that Malaysian athletes can train there and "get used to cold weather". But the summer Olympics are held in the summer.

So what is the complex's real purpose? The dozens of goodwill missions by ministers and bureaucrats to London to check on the centre's construction and then on the athletes while they train might provide a clue.

Bank bale outs, a formula one racing track, an entire new capital city — Petronas has paid for them all. It's been an orgy of nonsense that Malaysia can ill afford.

Why? Because Malaysia's oil will run out in about 19 years. As it is, Malaysia will become a net oil importer in 2011 — that's just five years away.

So it's in this context that the latest debate about race and wealth is so sad.

It is time to move on, time to prepare the economy for life after oil. But, like Nero fiddling while Rome burned, the Malaysian Government is more interested in stunts like sending a Malaysian into space when Malaysia's inadequate schools could have done with the cash, and arguing about wealth distribution using transparently ridiculous statistics.

That's not Malaysia "boleh", that's Malaysia "bodoh" (stupid).

ends

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~Whatcha' gonna do, throw the crab at me?~

Agitaition

Yeah, I noticed spicy stuff has that effect on me. Cuz I just came back from dinner. And my parents ordered the dishes. [I, as usual, should eat obediently whatever there is on my plate.] And everything they ordered was SPICY. How convenient. 

Unfortunately for me, I am somehow spicy-intolerance. I didn't eat that much but it was still enough to make me get HIGH... and oh-i-don't-know... Kinda uncomfortable and start saying things I don't mean... Like I'm DRUNK. GGGYYYYAAAAHHHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA~ Sigh~

Aaaaanyway.... The holidays are seriously boring. *Snore snore* Blahh.... Nothing to do~ And its not like I can go online everyday... Just at night...

AAAAAAGGGGHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I forgot to do my Chinese homework!!!!!

WWWAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH~~~~~

To hell with it then. *hmph*