A Fish's Worth of Thoughts

Punching Bag

2011-06-06T00:11:00.003+08:00

Emo post. Nonsensical ramblings. Don't read if you don't want to waste your time. Just in serious need of an outlet, a punching bag.

I want to be a kid again with nothing to worry about. I wanna feel that joy again in watching Power Rangers and Barney and Cantonese dramas on TV.

What's going through my head right now? Loneliness. Memories. Sadness. Betrayal. Lies. Truth. Hate. Assignments. Money. Time. Pain.

You don't call anymore. Or text. And why should you. When I talk to you also you don't layan. And you, you always think you're right. Maybe I'm like that too. We're all so different yet so alike. Humans. Pfft. I hate you. But I continue doing things I don't want to. The things I want I don't want to do. Why are some people so dense! It's so fuckin' annoying. You annoy me. People rarely appreciate each other anymore nowadays. Why should we even try being nice at all when you're just gonna end up being accused of not trying to be nice at all anyways. Grow up for goodness sake. You think everyone's trying to hit on you is it? Please la. Go fix your face, you're not that good-looking. Hypocrite. You can do but other people cannot do la. And then keep complaining about other people when you yourself does the exact same thing. Kononnya religious, but you do everything that a person with moral values would not do. Ok la, no one's perfect, but things like bringing in what our ancestors did and hating their descendants? Thought your religion teaches you to love and accept but then why you go hold a grudge with people whose great grandparents killed people? If your nenek moyang killed my nenek moyang, means I should boycott you is it? Bodoh. Learn from your mistakes, don't repeat your mistakes 10 freaking times. Some people have everything while some are always overshadowed by others. What's the point. If I'm ugly, put make-up also still ugly right? I wish you were here. But location wise.. if only I were rich. You only find me when you want something. What kinda friendship is that. Say no la no la then prove yourself la! All talk no action think I what. Just a friend only right? I should've bitch slapped you when I had the chance. Criticize people's English but you yourself also always wrong. Arrogant brat. Just coz your daddy rich. Whatever la. I wish you nothing. You don't even care. If you don't want say don't want la, wtf you pretending you want for? Ugh!!! I need to destroy something. Thanks for nothing.

The Law Can Protect Me!

2011-02-25T09:56:00.005+08:00

I was having a chat with my dad over roti canai for breakfast earlier (the best roti canai btw IMO, I can take you there if you want), and he was telling me about this news he read somewhere which happened quite recently. The news went something like this:

A woman just drove her car out of her double storey house, and she got out of her car to close the gates. This dude on a motor, grabbed her handbag which was left on her seat. At that time, the woman had already turned back around to get back into her car and saw it happened, so she put up a fight with the thief. Fight fight but he managed to fight off the woman. This brave woman got into her car and chased the dude on the motor which he probably stole too. I'm guessing this guy was not familiar with the housing area roads coz somehow, the woman knew where he was gonna go, so she took the short cut. They met head to head on that road and she drove right into him, sending him flying into a drain and the dude who has shamed his parents died on the spot. (RIP, you probably didn't deserve to die, but you probably shouldn't have gone stealing people's stuff either.)

So what happened after that was some government guy from probably the law department or something, said that people cannot take the law into their own hands so now the woman may be charged for attempted murder, or murder, whatever. And I was like WTF! Uhmm, hello! The woman was just trying to get her belongings back. What was she supposed to do -- "Oh, it's ok, I'll let the guy ride off happily on his stolen motor with my money, identification cards, and credit cards, and I'll trust the police to find that poor guy and bring my stuff back to me. Ride safely now Mr. Thief. :) " ??!

Yes, it was unfortunate a life was taken, it's always sad when someone dies. I wish he hadn't had to die but had just been injured so as to teach him a lesson abit, but him dying was (I'm pretty sure!) not the woman's intention. If anything, I would say it was self-defense. SO yes, what a screwed up "law". And here I thought the law was supposed to protect the good people.

This got me thinking about other places as well, like the US for example. Did you know that if a robber breaks into someone's house to steal something, and he gets injured in the process, that he can actually sue the house owners for it? Like if the chandelier falls on his head coz the screw had loosened, the robber can sue the owners for improper care and neglectance of the "well-being" of the house. What the...

So hey, I think I finally know what I wanna do in life! I'm gonna go rob houses in the US and take all their money so I don't have to work and can live comfortably, and if the owners suddenly come back while I'm still robbing their house, hey, no worries, I can just slip on the floor and kinda hit my head against a table or something. I'll just sue them for not cleaning their floor and allowing it to be so slippery, and for placing the table at that spot. Problem solved.

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ARGHH!!

2011-02-13T22:25:00.000+08:00

YOU MAKE ME SO MAD!

You take the stuff I say out of context, you misunderstand whatever I say or do, you are so quick to assume, you always say I think I'm always right when you yourself can never admit when you are wrong, you point out all my bad points when you're not all that great yourself.

So here you go, sorry for wishing you'd stop smoking for your health. Sorry for asking you to try to lessen your cigarette intake and for smoking less when you're around me. Sorry for worrying that you're throwing away your hard earned money on cigarette packets on an almost daily basis.

I wouldn't care if I didn't care.

Thanks for appreciating and Happy Valentine's Day to you.

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A Short Story: The Music Note

2011-01-25T19:42:00.005+08:00

I sat there for what seemed a lifetime, my hands curled into tight fists. I barely felt the stabbing pain in my left palm as I continued to stare at nothing. I had no tears; I felt no sadness; just a terrible hollowness in the pit of my stomach. And then it all came rushing back to me.

We hadn't known each other for very long, but I remember how you were a man of few words. I always admired your passion for wood carving and how you would diligently sit at the wooden porch table you had made yourself, carving anything and everything out of little blocks of wood.

I found that quite odd and had asked why you preferred working on your handicrafts outside in the hot sun rather than indoors, and you said that you liked how feeling the sun on your skin made you feel more alive.

Mostly it was just Hi's and Bye's between us, with the occasional tea I would bring over for you as an excuse to watch you work on something new. I liked how you would always listen intently whenever I told you how my day was at school, how I did on a test, or how I thought my fish looked sick and I thought it was dying.

I was never a good kid, really. I was the troublemaker in school, the black sheep of the family. I always felt like an outcast. With you however, I somehow felt accepted. Maybe it was because you never yelled at me like my stepmother always does, or never lectured me like the teachers in school did. You minded your own business, but at the same time, you were there for me in your own ways. You never talked much, only when you needed to, and you were a good listener. I guess that was what I liked about you.

It was not long after another one of those terrible fights with my stepmother that you gave it to me -- a little carved G-clef music note no bigger than the size of my thumb. In your usual quiet voice, you said, "Music is always there, it's just waiting to be found." I never knew what you meant by that, but I think I'm finally beginning to now.

As I ran my fingers lightly across your name, I unclenched my left fist. I always brought it around with me now, a habit I found hard to break.

"Let's go home," he finally said softly, as he gently took my hand and linked his fingers through mine lovingly. Holding back a sob, I nodded and said my final goodbyes.

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What Do You Want?

2011-01-24T10:50:00.004+08:00

Young Noah: It's not about following your heart and it's not about keeping your promises. It's about security.

Young Allie: What's that supposed to mean?

Young Noah: [yelling] Money. He's got a lot of money!

Young Allie: You smug bastard. I hate you for saying that.

Young Noah: You're bored Allie. You're bored and you know it. You wouldn't be here if there wasn't something missing.

Young Allie: You arrogant son of a bitch.

Young Noah: Would you just stay with me?

Young Allie: Stay with you? What for? Look at us, we're already fightin'

Young Noah: Well that's what we do, we fight... You tell me when I am being an arrogant son of a bitch and I tell you when you are a pain in the ass. Which you are, 99% of the time. I'm not afraid to hurt your feelings. You have like a 2 second rebound rate, then you're back doing the next pain-in-the-ass thing.

Young Allie: So what?

Young Noah: So it's not gonna be easy. It's gonna be really hard. We're gonna have to work at this every day, but I want to do that because I want you. I want all of you, for ever, you and me, every day. Will you do something for me, please? Just picture your life for me? 30 years from now, 40 years from now? What's it look like? If it's with him, go. Go! I lost you once, I think I can do it again. If I thought that's what you really wanted. But don't you take the easy way out.

Young Allie: What easy way? There is no easy way, no matter what I do, somebody gets hurt.

Young Noah: Would you stop thinking about what everyone wants? Stop thinking about what I want, what he wants, what your parents want. What do YOU want? What do you WANT?

Young Allie: It's not that simple.

Young Noah: What... do... you... want? Whaddaya want?

Young Allie: I have to go now.

Have A Drink

2011-01-23T20:28:00.005+08:00

Have a drink, forget everything,

the guy you love and the girl he's with.

Have a drink, forget everything,

your heart and all the what could've beens.

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Reviving This Dead Blog

2011-01-07T00:13:00.003+08:00

It's been ages since I last updated my blog, so here you go -- my first post for 2011. Not much of a post but a post anyhow.

I've deleted all but some of my past junk posts.

Really need a blog to vent 'cause Facebook status just don't help much anymore.

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My Alone Time

2009-12-29T14:14:00.005+08:00

I sat in the car after dance rehearsals that night, listening to the irregular vroom vroom sound of the old and temperamental Proton Wira's engine that my stepmother drives. If I had a dime for everytime I got to use the car, the total would amount to less than a dollar.

You would think that since I rarely get to drive the car, that I would have so many places to go to, so many people to go look for, and usually it would be that way. But that night however, I didn't have anyone, at least, not the ones I wanted to spend time with anyway.

After a few minutes, I finally left the parking lot and drove back home at a much slower pace than how I would usually drive. I even took a different route this time, hoping that I would end up losing my way and end up in a place further away from home. Any excuse to drive longer. I didn't feel like going home anyways. I was in one of those moods.

But as luck would have it, I didn't lose my way. So I went to one of the mamaks to have my late dinner. It's funny how you can feel so alone in a crowded place.

When I finally parked the car in the basement of the condo I lived in, I rolled down the window a little, turned off the engine, and just sat there. I had this crazy idea of spending the night in the car. I really didn't feel like going home.. 'cause I knew that once I left the car, I'd have to face reality again. And I felt more at peace staying in the car. It was quiet. It was calming.

I ended up just sitting in there for about 1 and a half hours, before I finally used every bit of fibre I had in me to pull myself out of the car.

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Christmas Wishes

2009-12-26T22:51:00.003+08:00

Thanks to everyone who sent me christmas wishes through SMS and facebook wallposts! Sorry I didn't reply, but here's a very Merry Christmas to all of you!

My all-time favorite Christmas SMS I received this year:

"Mary chrms jebon.."

Super cute. Hehe.

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Yes? No?

2009-12-24T17:58:00.006+08:00

Seems like everyone's been talking about Love lately (Hajok, Jon Chu, and I think I had a chat with Crystal the other day.. or going to? Sometimes I lose track of my life timeline..), so I thought Hey, why not? I'll write something about love too.

People say love is a choice. You choose whom to have feelings for, and whom to not have feelings for anymore. I have to say I only half agree with that.

I think it's true that you can choose to lose feelings for someone, but only to a certain degree in some cases. I will not elaborate on this as I want to keep this short. But yes, I agree that you can choose to "fall out of love" with someone.

Now, being able to love anyone you choose to? That I do not agree. And I'm not talking about platonic friendship love or how you love your parents or siblings love. I'm talking about romantic love between a girl and a boy (or if you prefer one of the same sex.. hey, I'm not judging).

If you're a guy, imagine one of your girl friends. You know both you and her can never be any more but friends. But one day you find out she has a crush on you, and starts to flirt with you, do stuff for you, anything to win your heart. Maybe at first you give it a try, maybe take her out on a proper date. But try as you might, you cannot develop any feelings for her. You want to so badly because you don't want to hurt her, to disappoint her, and maybe it's also because your other friends have been telling you that you both are good for each other, to give her a chance, yada yada. But at the end of the day, no matter how hard you try, sparks still remain to be unseen. Same goes to if you're a girl and one of your guyfriends suddenly pursues you.

I mean, great if you develop feelings for that person, but I think if that were to happen, it'd happen naturally, not because you CHOSE to have feelings for that person. Yes? No?

Another example would be when you're together with someone, and you find that you're slowly losing feelings for him or her, you struggle to get it back, to stop it from going away, but it's basically a lost cause at that moment in time. Perhaps some time apart may revive your feelings for that person... or perhaps an incident (a change of events) will rekindle that love, but otherwise, you're basically fighting a losing battle.

I guess what I'm trying to say is, a square is a rhombus, but a rhombus may not necessarily be a square. "Falling in love" is the square. Rhombus is "choice". When you fall in love with someone, it is always a choice. But choosing to fall in love may not necessarily mean you will fall in love. Does that make sense? Yes? No?

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Pooping Splash-free

2009-10-24T22:34:00.002+08:00

Reading Jared's post on Business Practice the other day made me recall this conversation I had with a bunch of friends awhile back. It was ways to prevent the water from the toilet bowl from splashing onto your buttocks when taking a dump.

Most of you may have already thought of these, but for those of you who haven't, why not give any of these a try the next time and see if it works? :)

*WARNING: post may be disgusting*

1. Train your butthole muscles. This will enable you to keep your poop in as long a piece as you can (don't cut your poop when it's halfway out). If it's long enough, it will touch the water before falling into it. Hence, no splash.

2. When your poop comes out, lean towards the edge. This way, your poop will slide down the side of the toilet bowl, preventing any unneccessary splashes.

3. Before you take a dump, put a few pieces of toilet paper into the toilet bowl. This will help cushion your poop when it drops.

Hope that was useful in some ways. Happy experimenting, peeps! :)

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My Existence

2009-10-16T21:15:00.005+08:00

"Just leave, Edward," I said coldly, my face hard as stone. "We both know where your heart lies, and that's with your family."

Hurt flashed across his eyes for a split second, but it was gone before I could be sure if I hadn't just imagined it.

"That's not fair. You know you're important to me as well."

"So you say," I muttered, scoffing a little at the thought. But before he could say anything else, I waved a hand impatiently and said, "It's not like anyone even knows I exist in your life. You'll live."

"But you won't," he said sadly.

I exhaled impatiently. "Edward," I said, trying to keep my voice void of any emotion lest it should betray how I really felt, "You're not in love with me. You may think you are, but you're not. You can't love something that doesn't exist." If only he could hear my heart breaking.

"No! You're wrong. I love you. And you can't force me to leave," he said as he grabbed my wrist and pulled me closer to him, so close, that I could almost taste the sweet scent of his breath.

I shoved him away from me. This was taking too long. "Say it," I said.

He looked at me with eyes wide open, shocked at what I was asking him to do.

"Say it!" I yelled, shoving at him again angrily. I will not cry.

After just staring at each other for a few seconds, he finally nodded sadly. "Goodbye, Liv," he whispered, stroking my cheek softly as he did.

I closed my eyes as I embraced nothingness, but not before I saw the tears in his eyes.

And then, I was gone. A figment of your imagination.

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2009-10-11T23:53:00.003+08:00

Everybody from her world knew, but nobody from his.

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Me and Math

2009-10-09T19:09:00.007+08:00

Some of you may have noticed that I haven't updated my blog in awhile nor have I been active in responding to emails, being on MSN, and what not. Two reasons. The first one being of a recent death in the family of a really important person to me. I thought it only appropriate if I gave a "moment of silence" out of respect and honor to his father, and at least till he got back from Miri after spending some time mourning with his family.

The second being how I'm so mentally and somewhat physically exhausted from my new part-time job that by the time I get home, I'm already part zombie and have been drained of 80% of brain juice, hence my lack of participation in the cyber world. So sorrey.

Now, to what's been on my mind lately...

I just realized that I'm 22. Not that I forgot how young I am, but that I'll be 26 by the time I'm back in Malaysia!! (that is IF I do go to the States to further my studies la) After doing some rough mental calculations, this is what I've come up with:

Leave Malaysia the year I turn 23. Finish up my degree in 2 years time. Approximately 1 year of working out there. Come back after that. 23 + 2 + 1 = 26.

So what does being 26 when I come back mean? It just means that I'll be single at 26! Single and alone with only 4 more years till I turn 30 and my eggs shrivel up like dried prunes and die.

See, this is my theory. It's always best to have your first born child before 30, or at the very least, in your early 30s. For me to get married to someone, it is a requirement for me that I be in a solid relationship with them for at least 3 years. Then once we get married, I would very much like to enjoy my married life (including honeymoon period) for at least 1 year +. More also is ok I don't mind.

So, with all these put into consideration, not forgetting the time it takes me to find someone to be in a relationship with (not easy kay), give or take a few months (and with luck on my side), I'll be 27 by the time I'm in a relationship. Add 3 years to that, I'll be 30. Horror of horrors, I'll be like 30 (or older) by the time I get married. and 30+++ by the time I'm a mother! And that is also if I manage to find someone by the time I hit the dreaded 27th year of my life and somehow miraculously manage to make that relationship work till and long after marriage la.

Maybe to some of you marriage isn't a big deal, but to be honest, my dream age to get married is actually 27. That explains my overly exaggerated post. My apologies. But unless I manage to find a Malaysian boyfriend when I'm studying in the States or an American boyfriend who doesn't mind moving and living in Malaysia for all eternity with me, I'm pretty much doomed to be married when I'm 30. That is if I even get married at all.

Marriage pact, anyone?

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Let's make a pact

2009-09-13T16:05:00.007+08:00

JOEY: Hey Phoebe, if we're still single when we're forty, you wanna make a pact?

PHOEBE: Yeah OK.

JOEY: So if we're not married by then, we'll marry each other.

PHOEBE: Oh! I was going to say "kill ourselves", but your way's good too!

An episode from F.R.I.E.N.D.S, two friends agreeing to marry each other if they are single by a certain age; but does this really happen in real life?

It seems to happen between two best friends, who'd probably be the perfect couple except for a lack of romantic attraction. But why else would anyone want to do so?

For me, well, I'd probably just do it for fun. Like, you know, as an inside joke amongst your circle of friends and him. But of course, though the pact may be just a joke, I would only make this pact with a close friend whom I can get along with. I mean, if I am really going to marry someone, it has to be someone I understand and can get along with right?

And I do think about it at times, not the pact thing, but whether I'll be able to find someone and get married or not. And you're probably thinking, "Oh come on, Chev, that's ridiculous. Of course you'll find someone and get married. Tons of guys out there for you!" or somewhere along those lines; but life has taught me to expect the unexpected.

I mean, look at Jennifer Aniston (I'm on Aniston's team). She's smart, beautiful, talented, cool... but she's 40 and still not married (although she did get married to Brad Pitt for awhile and this is probably a very crappy example)... but you know what I mean la! Can't think of anyone else out there who still hasn't gotten married who's in their late thirties or older at the moment...

But here's the question: would you ever think of making a pact with someone? Be it real or just as a joke la. I think I would lor, mostly for fun, but if I'm already 40 and still single and lonely, I mean, why not? It's definitely something to think about. Weeee!! :)

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Husband and Wife Business

2009-09-12T02:13:00.006+08:00

I just recently started a part-time job. My manager and colleagues have been quite nice so far, so I'm pretty content with where I am at this point of time even though I am not earning that much.

Yesterday was my third day at work, and my manager's husband (who works in the same company as well, or perhaps even started this franchise together.. not really sure of the story) dropped by the store for a visit.

When he saw me, he immediately smiled, introduced himself, and started asking me friendly questions like "You must be the new girl! How do you like it here so far?" and "What course did you take?". He seemed like the cheerful and friendly type of guy, and I instantly liked him as a person.

When he left, I started to think how cool it was that both husband and wife shared the same working environment and interests; in fact, I even found it quite romantic. And I was thinking how nice it was if I were to get married to someone who shares the same passion as me and who will one day end up being my business partner (starting a small company or something together). A husband and wife business.. cute la. :)

Even now, just finding a partner (boyfriend) who shares the same passion as I do whom I am able to work on projects/stuff together with without too many disagreements and arguments, is enough to make me blissfully happy. And in a way, I have found someone -- someone whom I can chat with about what we're passionate about, someone whom I can exchange ideas and constructive criticisms with without making each other feel inferior to the other... it really does feel wonderful to have someone like that in your life. Because honestly, I don't see any point of finding someone who shares the same interests as you do but not be able to work together without one of you getting angry and upset over something all the time.

I remember during one of our college camps (about 2 years ago), we had this activity where each of us had to write down the criteria we would like our future partners to have, and to share those criteria up in the front with the whole college. Honestly, I don't really remember who went up nor what they looked for in their future partners, except one person. Crystal.

Though vaguely, I remember her saying her future husband has to be musically talented, and that she would like to open a bookshop cum cafe where (I think) her husband (and her?) would sometimes do short live performances. For all I know, I may be getting all this information wrong and that I probably dreamt it happened, but be it real or not, I do share the same wants as her. Not opening a bookstore with my future husband part, but just the general idea of it.

So, if you're a male, passionate about post production/broadcasting and/or dancing, would like to one day open a dance/production studio, and like somewhat short and meaty girls, feel free to send your resume to muhbabyfish[@]gmail[.]com. :)

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Ego

2009-09-07T00:46:00.004+08:00

I stormed out and didn't look back. Shaking with anger, I tried to fight back the tears -- tears that eventually did spill over before I angrily wiped them off my cheeks.

It hurt, but I reveled in it. Probably because I just wanted an excuse to be mad at him, or maybe because I've always made up excuses in his defense that it has finally reached its toll (again).

Whatever it may be, I wanted to stay angry. I even added fuel to it by playing different approaches of the argument in my mind. So many things I would have liked to say, but never did quite manage to at that moment in time.

But I had made up my mind; I was not gonna be the one to apologize. Why should I when it was not even my fault in the first place? But because of that, I was stuck in this position, where I had to choose my ego, or my convenience.

Choosing my ego came with forking out money that I really needed to save. Forgoing my ego would mean saving money, but admitting defeat and "losing face".

I thought long and hard, and decided that even though I loved my money and didn't want to part with it, it was more important to me that I did not lose my pride. I wanted him to know that it does affect me, that it matters to me and that he can't just shirk one's duty by giving excuses.

I chose my ego, and that may not be my proudest moment, but you know what... I'll live.

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Uhmbana

2009-09-02T06:01:00.004+08:00

I took his hand and placed it on my breast. "Do you feel that?"

Jaw dropping slightly, his eyes fleeted from his hand on my breast to my face and back again.

"Do you feel that?" I repeated patiently.

"It's... very soft?" he asked dumbly, eyes still darting back and forth.

I rolled my eyes. "There's no heartbeat, Ben."

Silence.

"Shit," he finally said. "What the hell? Why isn't there a heartbeat?"

"Because I'm really a robot and I don't have a heart," I said monotonously, still pressing his hand against my breast.

"No, seriously Krissy, stop fooling around. Why isn't there a heartbeat?" he asked, a little too panicky.

I sighed. "Because that's my right breast, you idiot."

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Playing Masquerade?

2009-08-20T00:18:00.006+08:00

Due to the H1N1 scare for the past months, I've noticed the rise in people wearing masks outdoors. I, for one, find it absolutely pointless (no offense to my fellow readers who falls into this category). Let me state my reasons:

Point #1 - If you're so afraid of contracting H1N1, stay home la. Besides, what are the odds of you getting it when there are hundreds of people out in the open not wearing masks? It's like striking the lottery (which you know you never win the lottery); only you get the flu, cough, run a high temperature, and don't win any money.

Point #2 - If you're wearing the mask because you've just got back from a Singapore/Australia/overseas trip and you don't want to infect any unsuspecting innocent souls with it just in case you carry that little H1N1 bugger, as much as I commend you for being so thoughtful, I'd rather you stay home quarantined! Why the heck are you out in the first place?

Point #3 - The masks aren't exactly fashionable; it clashes with every kind of outfit (unless you're wearing a nurse or doctor's uniform -- but even nurses and doctors don't keep on their masks after working hours). In other words, wearing a mask just makes you look ridiculous. Please stop and save yourself from further ridicules.

Point #4 - It attracts unneccessary attention, and would you have gone unnoticed if you hadn't worn the mask, people would probably notice how you actually have a unibrow, that one eye is smaller than the other, or how wide and shiny your forehead is that you could probably land a plane on it.

Funeral - A Commercial by Yasmin Ahmad

2009-07-28T00:49:00.001+08:00

Entitled "Funeral". Directed by the critically acclaimed and award winning film director, Yasmin Ahmad, and commissioned by the Ministry of Community Development, Youth and Sports "MCYS". The story portrays a mother's love for her husband. Family Singapore MCYS Youth Commercial

A Tribute to Yasmin Ahmad

2009-07-28T00:24:00.007+08:00

(copy and pasted from popIN's facebook wall)

Check out this graffiti tribute to Yasmin Ahmad from artists Jeng and Kioue: http://is.gd/1OfN2 (via KLue)

PopIN
A worthy tribute to the woman who touched the hearts of the masses.

PopIN
RT @Albert Hue: This Graffiti is located by the river bank of Pasar Seni LRT station. I t was done around 5 in the evening 26th July 2009.. Yea, 2 artists worked on it. One came with a Kapcai and the other a Proton Wira. In true Malaysian Spirit!

The Little Delights in Life that Warm Your Heart

2009-07-19T14:30:00.005+08:00

When an old man fondly carries his little granddaughter, and she giggles and wraps her arms around his neck lovingly.

When a friend nudges you with his arm during church service, just cause he felt like doing it.

When it's really late at night and you receive a call, and you hear that special someone say hello.

When you wake up in the morning wrapped in his arms to little fishy kisses on your face.

When you're at a buffet table and you reach for the ladle the same time as the other person, and he smiles and lets you go first with a twinkle in his eye.

When you're at work missing someone, only to look up and see him standing there. A surprise visit.

When you receive a little gift from a friend just because she saw it and thought of you, no special occassion needed.

And when he looks you in the eye and gently brushes a strand of hair away from your face, and tells you that you're beautiful.

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SmartTAG

2009-07-15T15:52:00.004+08:00

Something really cute for you guys to read (taken from sewjin.blogspot). I literally LOL-ed. Hehe.

My mom got herself a new mp3 player. I know, it isn't exactly groundbreaking news but here's the thing. The player's software is hella complicating so understandably, my mom needed some help transferring songs into the gadget.

Being a loyal listeners of the Bee Gees and the Carpenters, my mom decided that it's time for her to update her playlist and so we (the hip and cool children), helped by sampling to her all 632 songs in our hard disks. At first it was easy, my mom would just say "This is nice!" and into the mp3 player it goes.

Then she tried to be specific.

(Song 1)
Mom: I want the songs with the Makan Enak tempo.

Jo: The what?

Mom: Makan Enak.

Jo: Ben! Do you know any songs with the title "Makan Enak"?

Ben: That sounds like something Too Phat would sing.

Jo: Mom, we've never heard of it.

Mom: It's really popular last time. You know, *Puts hand on head, then holds it straight then touches knees*

Jo: ... the macarena.

Mom: Yes, the Makan Enak.

(Song 2)
Mom: I want the songs sung by IP too. Their songs are all very upbeat.

Jo: Wha.. IP? ... Ben, does your computer have IP?

Ben: Who wants to know?!

Jo: Mommy.

Ben: Mom wants to know my IP? *panics* Oh mum.. whatever for? *deletes all history and cookies*

Mom: Black IP!

Jo: Black Eyed Peas..

(Song 3)
Mom: Ah yes! What's that song, er.. Smart Tag!

Jo: SmartTAG?

Mom: Yes, it's played quite a lot recently on the radio.

Jo: ...

Mom: You know, "Smart Tag, ooooh, Smart Tag, ooooh."

Jo: Smack That.. by Akon?

Mom: Yes that's what I said.

I could see it now, Malaysia's future number one hit:

SmartTAG by Sebiji Jagung

SmartTAG,
Use Touch N' Go,
SmartTAG,
To pay your toll,
SmartTAG,
Sure jam no more,
SmartTAG,
Ooooooooo.

Today

2009-07-14T13:46:00.006+08:00

Today, I needed..

something.
someone.
patience.
a hug.
inspiration.
motivation.
the drive.
a call.
an sms.
comfort.
to be pursued.
to feel loved.
acceptance.
excitement.
to feel happy.
to feel wanted.

Today, I felt empty.

Today, is still today.

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Lily Allen - F*ck You (Explicit)

2009-07-14T01:07:00.003+08:00

This video is really cute. Argh! I wanna learn how to do all those post-editing special effects thingie!! Who will take me under their wing? Take meeeeee!!!

Btw, is that a Proton Tiara in the video??

T-Shirt Hell

2009-07-12T20:38:00.011+08:00

Since Transformers 2: Revenge of the Fallen has shown us there is in fact such a thing as Robot Heaven, why can't bad t-shirts have its own hell right?

Thanks to Chris, I had the pleasure of seeing all the t-shirts available at this shirt site (T-Shirt Hell.com). Here are the few I've chosen to display (there are many other more badass-ed ones but I'm trying to keep my blog PG13). ^^

Love Settings

2009-07-11T12:59:00.004+08:00

If your heart was a software and feelings of love were manual settings in a computer, I would set my heart and my soulmate's to love at its most perfect for each other.

I would then lock those settings, put up several security passwords to open that file, put it in a hidden folder of several hidden folders, secure my computer user with another password, shut down my computer so that no viruses can attack to cause me to reformat my computer, unplug the wires from power cables to avoid it being struck my lightning, wrap the computer with layers of protection, place it in a metal box, and bury it six feet underground.

Now, that would be a love between two people that would last forever. :)

A Short Story: He'll Be Here

2009-07-08T01:35:00.009+08:00

I look up for what seem to be like the hundredth time that day. 12:05pm, it said. Has it really only been three minutes since I last checked the time? I squint my eyes at the clock hanging in the shop opposite the bus stop. Yup. 12:05pm.

Cars and motorbikes zoom past. 56, 57, 58... I silently count to myself as my eyes dart to the left and right of the bustling street. Maybe I should send him a text message to, you know, make sure he hasn't forgotten or anything. 63, 64, 65...

I take out my cellphone but start dialing his number to give him a call instead. A slight pause on the line, then a pre-recorded message comes on. With a sigh, I hang up. Why can't he be reached? Stupid phone.

The U36. That's the second time that ugly bus has been here and yet, still no sign of him. I start to fidget in my seat. Where is he? I wipe my sweaty palms on my thighs. A man then walks by, glances over at me, and shakes his head sadly as he walks away. I scowl. I hate it when people do weird things like that.

78, 79, 80... damn that's a whole lot of pigeons. 81, 82, 83... two old women start staring at me disapprovingly from across the street. Now what is their problem, I mumble under my breath and turn my attention back towards the clock, ignoring them. 12:08pm.

I dial his number again, and again I'm greeted by the same pre-recorded message. I curse. I start digging in my bag for that packet of cigarettes.

"Sophie?"

I look up to a familiar face. Diane. "Hey," I greet her with a forced smile.

"How are you, sweetie?" she asks with a concerned look on her face.

"I'm okay. Why?"

She sighs. "Are you still waiting for... him?"

"James? Well, yeah," I answer. "But you know, he's late, as usual."

She looks at me for only a second, then gently says, "He's not coming, dear. He's gone. You heard what the doctors said. He's not coming back, sweetheart. You have to let him go."

I keep quiet. I look at the public phone booth to my left. I notice the cracked receiver and a chewing gum stuck in the coin slot. I laugh. I find that quite funny somehow.

"Sophie, listen to me," Diane says gently, putting both hands on my shoulders.

All of a sudden, I feel angry. I stand up, shrugging both her hands off me. "No!" I shout. "He's not dead! He's not dead!"

I crumple to the ground as tears start streaming down my cheeks. "He's not dead," I sob, rocking myself back and forth with my knees clutched tightly to my chest. "He's coming. I know he is," I whisper. "He'll be here... you just wait and see. He'll be here..."

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The Good Ol' Days

2009-07-03T22:18:00.004+08:00

I was reading through some of my past messages with friends back in the U.S. in my MySpace inbox, and I realized that I have changed quite a bit when it comes to the way I communicate. I guess the environment you're in and the people you mix with really does affect it huh. I kinda miss using the slangs/expressions/words though, but I can't really talk that way here coz people would look at me funny. Ahh.. the good ol' days!

Anyhoo, thought I'd post some of it up here (along with some of my friend's messages too)! just for fun. hehe. It's not in order btw, so it probably wouldn't make any sense to you. :) *names have been changed

From: Chev
hey i came up with sumting tah say abt u at last and haf put it on ur profile. hope u like wat i did to the "ryce lyfe" image. u like it? i tink it's hella sick!

From: *Stan
hey! howzit goin??? yeah i b luvin wat u did... n' bout da ryce lyf thing... wat happened... cos itz kinda... wat happened tu da bakground??? were da pink at??? n e wayz talk tu yah latuh aight peahce

From: Chev
fukc, *stan are u on ur myspace rite now?!

From: *Stan
yeah... jus werkin on mah shtuff... well um... i think i messed up dat pik... sorie... dont hurt meh... n e wayz ill call u up latuh

From: *Adam
hahaha, wassup babe, how u been!? damn, its been a while, my bad ... im hella workin', and hella still christmas shoppin'. what u got planned this break, eh? its a cold winter ... we might have to find some waysd to keep warm, nah mean? ;] ;P haha ... well, i haven't done much, really, lately. the semester is over, and its just work. so yeah, neway, hit me back, take it easy, and happy hollidays ...

From: Chev
hey *adam! wow i haven't talked to u nor seen u in hella long! wat'z been up with u???? guess wat?? i've been busy during the weekends with work!! i got a job! be happy for me! :D so, how was ur christmas? oh dang dat been hella long ago. has it reli been months since we last talked? anyways spring break is next week!! one whole week of no skool! btw, i was in the senior fashion show. it was tight. since i probably will never be a model ever, that one day experience thing was great. lol. coz ya noe, my height and shit... hehe.

From: *Adam
yeah its beena damn while!! BUT i have been goin' to church .. so we've seen each other ;] however, i won't be there this upcomming sunday ... yeup, ima be in SAN DIEGO!! [haha] for my spring break ... so im siked. NEwayz ... christmas was cool. (damn it feels weird saying that this time of year! ;P) [haha] ... yours? NEwayz, so you gotta finally got a damn job!? ur not a bum! good job! [haha] and a rather good one too ;] and oh yeah! the FASHION SHOW IS TEH FUCKIN" BOMBEST SHIEZZZIT in the WORLD!! hella fun! i was pimp ... no seriously ... i was, haha! zoot suit and pimp hat 'n' all ... 8] well i hoep you doin aight these days. so hey, i'll talk to u later, aight? u take it easy, missy. ;P aight ... ;]

Need More Dreams Like This

2009-07-02T22:16:00.003+08:00

I dreamt of Shia Labeouf.
Such. Pure. Hotness. *swoons*

Dare to Be (video) - Hailer Issue 4, 2009

2009-06-27T20:12:00.001+08:00

Script by Jonathan Chu

Videography by Joshua Anthony

Video edited by Chevonne Goh and Joshua Anthony

Starring Andrew Ee (musician), Andrea Kong (hippie-like girl), Adrian Yong (business man), and Liew En Ai (daughter)

Cameos (by order of appearance): Marwan Hasoon, Justin Yam, Gerard Radhan, Josiah Wong, Khor Pei Pei, Yeow Zim Sen, Eyvon Chew, Joshua Anthony, Lynette Natasha, Chevonne Goh, Jonathan Chu

Substitute for those 3 Words

2009-06-21T14:28:00.004+08:00

When you are romantically in love with someone, you say "I love you."

When you really really like someone, how do you express your feelings for that person then?

I like you?

Now, that just sounds plain weird. Besides, I think it's one of the least romantic things you can say to someone you're involved with.

Imagine:

[phone/sms conversation] Babe, thanks for today.. it really meant alot to me. I like you!!

So, for those who are not ready to say those 3 words yet to someone, how do you go abouts expressing how you feel? "I miss you" is how you feel at the moment... you miss someone.. but that's not how you feel for that person.

I've racked my head for a word to substitute "love" but the only word I could think of is "heart".

So, for the lack of a better word, and till the world comes up with one, I guess I'll just have to make do with I heart you.

Welcome

2009-06-19T15:53:00.002+08:00

Dear readers,

We have arrived safely at my new pond. Welcome! :)

Yours truly,
Chevonne aka. Fwishiee

All Because.

2009-06-15T23:26:00.000+08:00

Feelings. Emotions. Thoughts.

These are the few things that people are constantly having 24/7.

Some people keep all these bottled inside and deal with it themselves. Some people find it better confiding in someone about it. Some people just openly show and say whatever they're feeling or thinking about. Some people do and say the exact opposite of what they're really feeling.

And because of all these, how can miscommunication not exist? How can one truly understand another when they don't even know what's going on? How can one know how much they matter to another if the other just keeps quiet about it?

Suppose you're feeling sad about a break up, but you think that by surpressing and hiding your emotions, you spare the other person from feeling the same way too.

Suppose you have been having feelings for this person for some time now but because you're afraid of ruining the friendship you both share, you don't tell the other.

And suppose this other person matters alot to you, but because you assume that they know about it, you think there is no need for you to tell them every once in awhile how much they truly mean to you.

But...

what if because you act all OK about the break up, you gave that person the impression that all you guys shared meant nothing to you -- when in truth, you're dying inside.

what if that person feels the same way for you too but because you were too chicken to tell her, she thought you just liked her as a friend and moved on with someone else?

And what if because you don't think it necessary to tell her you love her, she thinks the relationship isn't going anywhere and before you know it, it's too late and she ends up leaving you?

Life's never easy. But if you don't do anything about it, it'll continue to stay that way.

5 hours, 5%

2009-06-14T19:38:00.000+08:00

I've been trying to start on my assignment for the past 5 hours but have yet to come up with even one paragraph. My mind's just a blank, I don't know why I can't seem to function properly.

And then I hear my maid crying outside because of my stepmom's scoldings and it distracts me even more. I don't like it when they scold her like that. I understand that there are times when she makes us angry for doing things without using any common sense, but I don't understand the need to scold her to the extend of... (stuff I'd rather not type out here).

I go outside and try to do something about it, but I'm not exactly in the position to do so. So I retreat back into my room feeling terribly bothered about it.

Was suppose to meet up with a friend whom I've not met in about 4 years for a drink at 8pm. But because I'm not even 5% done with my assignment, I had to FFK.

And here I am, still stuck with my assignment. Frus.

But then he calls. :)

Escapism

2009-06-11T21:36:00.000+08:00

I've lived 22 years of my live and I can't help but feel depressed at where I am now. It feels like my life's been wasted on nothings.. not a single achievement to be proud of.

Love come. Love gone. It's a wonder my heart's still beating; I imagine there'd be nothing left from all the times it has been broken.

I'm depressed. I'm a depressive child. My friends tell me that I'm loved, that they're always there, and I know that. But yet, I still feel so alone. I always feel lonely. I'm rarely happy. Genuinely happy, that is. And even when I am happy, it never lasts for long. And that is when I get emo all over again.

Money's been a huge pain in the ass as of late. I'm always broke. My savings are depleting. I seem to have to fork out money all the damn time. I try to stay home to avoid spending anything, but that's when the devil strikes; he knows that's the best time, when I'm home with nothing to keep myself busy with -- an idle mind.

I just want to flee. I need to go on an escapade. To an island where the sand is so soft that you'd make it your bed. I'd bury my toes in it and enjoy the delightful sensation spreading all over my body. I'd lie down facing the starry skies, breathing in the salty air, and listening to the gentle sound of the waves crashing onto the rocks.

And if only I had the money, I seriously would just pack my bag for the weekend right now and hop onto a bus the first thing tomorrow morning, dragging along any of my friends who love spontaneous escapades such as this.

Damn my bitterness. I'm my worst enemy.

Passion

2009-06-11T20:12:00.000+08:00

I Understand

2009-06-10T23:11:00.000+08:00

"I understand what you're going through.."

But do you really?

I've wondered how people can say that if they've never gone through that situation before. Say for example, your friend just lost a parent in an accident. Can you comfort her by saying that you understand how she feels? You've never lost a parent yourself, so how would you know?

I suppose you can imagine what she must feel like for losing a parent, but I don't think you can ever truly understand.

Inner Demons

2009-06-05T14:44:00.000+08:00

Life's been topsy turvy lately where I've been stuck in this forsaken situation where my mind and heart are at constant war with each other.

How do you know what's right or wrong?
Like or love?
Jealousy or envy?
Love or hate?
Black or white?

It's just something I've to really think about. Fast. Before I go crazy.

Beaten

2009-06-03T22:29:00.000+08:00

Vines twisting itself at the grills of my window,
Choking out all sunlight that once gave me my glow.
Where light once danced, now darkness engulfs,
No more my eagle, no longer your dove.

-- Chev

I Have No Life

2009-05-30T00:27:00.000+08:00

I'm lying down here in my bed and facing the laptop screen blankly.

The words "I have no life" keep scrolling across my forehead.

I keep thinking about the past few days, months, and years of my life.

I cringe at all the things I've done that I'm not proud of.

I dread of the things that I must face sooner or later in the future.

But mostly, I'm just angry.

I'm angry at a lot of people, at a lot of things, at myself.

But then, I smile for the little things that brighten up my day.

For those special moments that I can't seem to stop thinking about.

For things that only I know and feel.

I wish life was more simple.

No complications.

No unneccessary pain.

No cockroaches (those filthy creatures).

And then I close my eyes and wish with all my might,

that those words will stop their darn scrolling across my forehead.

Mind Your P's and Q's

2009-05-25T01:33:00.000+08:00

Aidan and I were over at Gasoline for supper the other night, and I asked a waiter to bring us some tissue (serviettes). About a minute later...

Waiter: Tissue please. *puts some serviettes onto our table and walks away*
Aidan: Oh, erm... thank you?
Me: ...
Aidan: At least they're polite.

LOL.

The Dating Game

2009-05-15T17:41:00.000+08:00

Why do people continue just dating even after knowing that both parties have feelings for each other? I mean, logically, you would think that two people would get together as an official couple right? Wrong. Well, at least in ~~some~~ ~~most~~ some (?) cases.

So, why do people date?

1. Either one or both parties are not ready to get into a relationship [yet].
2. Parents may not approve of their child being in an official relationship [yet]. So out of respect for their parents, they stay at dating.
3. One or the other may be going far away to further their studies or work soon, and not everyone likes having long distance relationships.
4. Other factors la.

So, if you're not ready, or you only have a limited period of time of being together, why do people still "date" then instead of just being friends?

1. They enjoy each other's company.
2. Having someone to be affectionate with is always nice :)
3. SMS-ing and having phone conversations with your friends are nice, but it's never the same with that special someone.
4. Knowing that s/he will always try to be there for you whenever you're down, or just wanna go out and have fun, or maybe even when you need favors =b There is only so much a friend can do sometimes. Tee hee.
5. If people still wanna continue dating, let them be la haiyoo..

The Story Behind It

2009-05-14T19:07:00.000+08:00

Today, a friend said, "Some people change boy/girlfriends like they change clothes." This is not the first time I've heard someone say that, and I doubt it'll be the last either; nonetheless, it still bothers me whenever someone says it.

You may think I need to take a chill pill for getting worked up about this, but I have my reasons. I, for one, think it's really degrading for whoever that statement is meant for. So what if that person has changed one too many boy/girlfriends in a span of a few years? Or maybe, fall for another right after s/he breaks up with someone? That doesn't mean s/he is someone who thinks love is just a game, or that that person doesn't want to be in a commited relationship.

You don't know what really happened between two people, and just because you may know one detail or two about what happened, it doesn't mean it's true nor does it give you the right to judge someone so quickly after assuming what may have happened.

Yes, I know you cannot stop someone from "feeling" and "analyzing" a situation as a 3rd party, and I fully understand that. But I don't think it gives you the right to judge someone without knowing the full story, or worse, let it affect your behavior towards that person. And even if you can't help but be judgmental over that person, maybe it's better to keep it to yourself sometimes. It's fine if you voice out or express what you think about what happened (be selective of whom you choose to do that with), so long as there are no ill intentions behind it and will bring no harm to a person's reputation or humiliate them.

I bring this up not just for victims of such judgments but for myself as well. I know I haven't been able to stay in a relationship for long for most of the times, but that doesn't mean that I don't want to. So whatever negative impression you may have of me (or of people you know in this category), don't be so quick to judge. You wouldn't want someone to stereotype you just based on some quick observations now, would you?

FRIENDS

2009-05-10T14:42:00.000+08:00

I’ve finally gotten down to writing about the people who’ve had an influence in my life in the past year or so. In reversed alphabetical order by last names:

Dear Galriad Tan,

You’re a rock of a friend; a true friend indeed. You remind me of gummy bears – sweet, a person with a colorful personality, and when once someone has “tasted” you, they come back for more. Hehe.

Your cheerfulness adds a certain bounce in us all. Also, your ability to talk about almost anything with anyone (be it sports, music, art, or food) is amazing (where you store all that knowledge in you beats the hell out of me). I think it’s really cute how you’re loved as the baby of the family, and how much you love your mummy. You are so lovable! And I can’t wait to see the girl who’ll one day be known as your special someone. ;)

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Dear Amanda Low,

We've been together for awhile now haven't we? Though we didn't start off immediately as best friends from the very beginning, our friendship sure as hell blossomed!! You are the only female friend I've managed to stay close with since I left for the U.S. and came back, and that in itself says alot.

I've been watching Charmed alot recently, and there is this one demon character in there who calls himself Barbas, the Demon of Fear. He has the ability to see a person's greatest fear and turn it against them, which literally scares them to death. This made me wonder you know, that what if Barbas were to come after me, what fear of mine would he use against me? And although I don't know what my greatest fear is, I do know that one of my many fears would be to lose my best friend... to lose you.

You and I both know very well that I don't warm up to girls that easily, hence my lack of girlfriends. And that's what makes you so precious to me; like this rare and almost extinct jewel that I must never misplace, lest it be lost forever. *damn drama right? Lol* But seriously, you've been an awesome friend and sister to me. Love you girl!! You'll definitely be my matron of honor at my wedding. Tee hee!!

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Dear Joshua Lim Sze Keong,

You have never failed to be there for me when I needed someone the most. Your generosity towards me has always been one which I have never been able to repay yet (mostly because you don’t let me). I remember the times you used to pick me up from the LRT station whenever you had the car, and the times you made time just to hang out with me because I was down and couldn’t stay alone at home for too long… you have been nothing but a friend to me, and I will never forget that.

I also want to thank you for all the times you made me feel beautiful. You’re really something, you know that? You make me smile more than you know. :) And though I may not have been as good a friend to you as you have been to me, I want you to know that I will always try to be there for you no matter what ok?

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Dear Joshua Lim Shaun Wu,

One of my only close friends left from our batch. Sounds abit depressing, but I guess that's how life is eh? Lol. You are great at whatever you set your mind to, you know that? You have so many talents that I believe wholeheartedly will take you far in life. And not forgetting your excellent command in English which puts mine in total shame, like literally. You're also one of the few guys I know who actually acts like his age and is not immature (thank God! You know how I can't stand immaturity).

I also want to thank you for trusting me. I'm honored to be one of the few whom you can share your most secret of secrets with and whom you can just talk to about anything. Thanks for being there for me too, and I know that you will never judge me for the things I do (no matter how wrong it is) like I will never judge you.

You are my really good friend, and you will stay my really good friend. Please don't let your going away to U.S. affect our friendship ok? Oh, and P/S: you are good-looking la. :)

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Dear Joesinn Lim,

We haven’t been spending time together in a long long time. I miss those times. Where have you been?

Thinking back to how our friendship started, it’s funny how we owe it all to Facebook chat. There isn’t much to say here because we both know that we care, and that’s all that matters. But faster come find me ok, because I miss my brother. :)

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Dear Liew En Ai,

We may not always see eye to eye on certain things, but whenever I’m at my lowest, you have always known what to say to make me feel better. As for all the times you’ve stuck up for me as a friend, thanks girl, I really appreciate that. And I’m sure as much as it was mine, it was yours also – and that is the most fun I've ever had clubbing was when we went together. That memory will not be forgotten any time soon eh! Lol.

You are a great performer, and I still stand firm on what I said before, that you should be one of the main casts in one of the productions at your church. I’ve never seen you as someone who stands in the back and blends in with the crowd. You’ve got talents girl, so use ‘em! Show them what you got. :)

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Dear Elizabeth Foo,

Ever since you graduated, we’ve not kept in touch as often already. Despite all the upsets we’ve been through before, I’m glad that we overcame them and still managed to maintain friends. Sometimes I would laugh thinking back of the times when we did silly things together – Jerry Springer, Pan Global, and goodness knows what else. Lol. Thanks for being there for me when I was going through a bad period of time. Your support and comfort has always been important to me. Hugs!!

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Dear Andrew Ee,

It makes me want to strangle you whenever you think that you’re not good enough, or when you think it’s your fault when something turns out badly. How can you think that when there are so many good qualities in you? Ok, maybe sometimes it’s hard to tell when you’re being serious about something because you’re always kidding around, but I guess that you’ll just have to work on your “serious” face and tone lor.

You never fail to crack me up with your witty lines and your attempts at dancing. Lol. I wish I was that funny. It’s quite painful when I try telling a joke that isn’t funny. You have a way with words, and that’s what makes you a good writer and joke teller (don’t know if this word exists). I also want to say thanks and that we appreciate all the rides you’ve given us to places. Don’t forget me when you pursue your studies overseas ok? I will miss you, my study buddy for every finals. :)

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Dear Jonathan Chu,

I think you are a hybrid of a human being and some sort of mystical creature. You are one of those rare species that can take on so many things, produce extraordinary results of it, and still manage to not go crazy. Now tell me if that’s normal.

You are the perfect example of a student that we all wish we could be. You’ve helped me in so many ways as my assistant editor in the Hailer and you have no idea how thankful I am to you for that. You are a stellar student, that’s what you are! But you know what’s even greater? Your humbleness. You don’t show off, you’re neither cocky nor arrogant, you take criticism well, you give your 110% in everything you do, and as if that wasn’t enough, you treat the ones you love with great care too. Eh, don’t be so awesome can or not? *poke* :)

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Dear Mark Chee,

Where do I even start? You are truly a blessing to me. You’ve done more than a girl could ever ask for. You’ve been so patient, understanding, loving, and tolerant to me (even when I’m in one of them moods). Thank you for not judging me for my past but for accepting me for who I am.

You are so nice. You’re too nice in fact, which is not exactly a good thing because people may tend to take advantage of you, take you for granted, push you around. Learn to stand in what you believe in and learn to speak up for yourself. Don’t ever let anyone talk to you like you don’t deserve respect. But do it all in the right way. Remember, don’t fight fire with fire.

I love how you never allow yourself to get into a bad mood. You always make it a point to be cheerful, which is good, because joyfulness spreads. Thanks for always being there for me when I needed you. You’re a true gem. XOXO!

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Dear Crystal Cha,

We’ve known each other for awhile, but not much of each other. Like you, I too find it easier to connect with guys than girls. Lol. But even so, I do like that we hang out in the same group. I’ve learnt so much from you, and though it’s been a very slow journey for you and me as friends, I’m glad that we have gotten a tad bit closer. :)

I admire your determination and perseverance in whatever you set your mind to. You’ve grown into a strong, bold, independent, and beautiful young lady, so it’s no wonder your presence is greatly felt in whatever room you walk into. A person with brains, talents, soft angelic features and a pretty laugh, it’s hard to come by a person like you.

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Dear Levi Asher,

We share a really weird friendship. Nonetheless, I’ve grown fond of you over the months (even though we make each other angry every once in awhile due to our different views on ~~certain~~ most things).

You’re a barrel of surprises. Sometimes, you surprise me during the times when I least expect it, and you end up making my day. Lol. You don’t open up to just anyone, I’ve learnt that, but do know that I’ll always lend an ear when you need one. :)

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Dear Joshua Anthony,

You may be younger than me, but you are someone whom I look up to. Your editing skills (and other video skills) amaze me, and if only time would allow it, I would make you my tutor. If only I had a Mac eh. But editing skills aside, there is just something about you that draws people to you. If we lived in an animated world, there would definitely be this colored aura around you.

We may not have known each other for very long, but I still have good memories of us to reminisce every once in awhile. :) Ever since you became part of us in college, you have brought a certain special something to each and every one of us. I’ve always seen you as someone with great potential, a big heart, and who gives lovely hugs. :) And as we’re SMS-ing each other from different parts of Malaysia, I have a feeling that there will be more good memories to come for us.

Hailer TV

2009-05-03T01:15:00.000+08:00

Video by Joshua Anthony
TV Hosts: Jonathan Chu, Levi Asher, Chevonne Goh

S for Cierra

2009-04-30T09:58:00.000+08:00

My mummy sent me an email about my sister again:

Yesterday when we were at her gymnastics class, she asked:
"Mommy, my name is Cierra... Sssierra. Why is it C? C is 'kuh'. S is 'sss'. I want to change to S.... Sierra."
Then later in the evening:
"Mommy, I want to change my name to S."

Then she quickly continued by saying:
"No, no, I want it to be C for Cookie. My name is Cookie!"

And she laughed....

It's lyrics!

2009-04-20T21:54:00.000+08:00

I received an email from my mummy. This is an excerpt from it about my little sister, Cierra:

Will give you a call when we receive it. And I will ask her to sing for you. For a 4-year-old she can sing disney songs very well esp A Whole New World (Aladdin) and Reflections (Mulan). She memorised the whole song (no repeats) and pronouced the words so clearly even Aunty Cheng Hong and Uncle Jonas were surprised. Aunty Cheng Hong told me that most of her older students in Montesorri School can't even sing nursery rhymes well. I have recorded it on my tape recorded. I don't know how to video her and put on You-tube.But whenever we video-cam her she either refuses to sing or simply sing and then runs away. She sang for the babysitter Kathy -- Kathy told her "Oh, you know all the words to the song". She responded, "it's lyrics!". After she sang for Maria, Maria told her that she doesn't even know the words to the songs. She responded,"You need to know the lyrics!"

I forgot to tell you that since she started learning lower-case and upper-case alphabets when she was 2+, each time she sees a half-moon, she will call it a lower-case moon!

Isn't she adorable!! :) :) :)

Lillian Too

2009-01-29T00:12:00.000+08:00

So, I was watching Astro the whole day yesterday, and I happened to catch a few commercials by Lillian Too. It got me thinking, do people really believe all her 'feng shui' crap? Because seriously, it just looks like she's trying to con people into buying stuff from her.

I immediately sms-ed Mark to ask what he thought of Lillian Too -- does he actually believe what she says? And he responded with: "Lillian Too? Aiyo.. she's a witch la. Scam people like mad."

And I have to say that I agree with him ONE HUNDRED PERCENT. I mean like seriously, do you really think she means it when she says stuff like: "Guard against being argumentative this year, and for that you need a Fire Sword" or "Get this Victory Banner which will ensure the good luck continues into the next year." So obvious she's just trying to earn some easy money!

Hmmm.. but actually, now that I come to think of it, I think she's right. I think I really need to spend a few hundreds of my hard-earned cash on that Fire Sword and Victory Banner now. I mean, what if my good luck goes away?? Scared laa.

Pfft.

Like. I. even. care.

Do You Believe in Coincidences?

2009-01-08T15:11:00.000+08:00

Sometimes you don't know what the world is trying to tell you.

Events and signs occur, but does it actually mean something?

You hear something that strikes a little chord in you. Are you suppose to feel this way?

I think I want something, but then I'm not very sure afterwards.

I'm fickle-minded. I'm choosy. I'm afraid.

Are coincidences really just coincidences? I've always believed otherwise.

Everything happens for a reason... right?

So maybe, just maybe, the world is trying to tell me something.

And I should listen.

Words to Live By (Zen Sarcasm)

2008-12-15T16:16:00.000+08:00

1. Do not walk behind me, for I may not lead. Do not walk ahead of me, for I may not follow. Do not walk beside me either. Just pretty much leave me the hell alone.

2. The journey of a thousand miles begins with a broken fan belt and leaky tire.

3. It's always darkest before dawn. So if you're going to steal your neighbor's newspaper, that's the time to do it.

4. Don't be irreplaceable. If you can't be replaced, you can't be promoted.

5. Always remember that you're unique. Just like everyone else.

6. Never test the depth of the water with both feet.

7. If you think nobody cares if you're alive, try missing a couple of car payments.

8. Before you criticize someone, you should walk a mile in their shoes. That way, when you criticize them, you're a mile away and you have their shoes.

9. If at first you don't succeed, skydiving is not for you.

10. Give a man a fish and he will eat for a day. Teach him how to fish, and he will sit in a boat and drink beer all day.

11. If you lend someone $20 and never see that person again, it was probably worth it.

12. If you tell the truth, you don't have to remember anything.

13. Some days you're the bug; some days you're the windshield.

14. Everyone seems normal until you get to know them.

15. The quickest way to double your money is to fold it in half and put it back in your pocket.

16. A closed mouth gathers no foot.

17. Duct tape is like 'The Force'. It has a light side and a dark side, and it holds the universe together.

18. There are two theories to arguing with women. Neither one works.

19. Generally speaking, you aren't learning much when your lips are moving.

20. Experience is something you don't get until just after you need it.

21. Never miss a good chance to shut up.

22. Never, under any circumstances, take a sleeping pill and a laxative on the same night.

Speeding Thrills

2008-12-01T14:30:00.000+08:00

I can't remember when my liking for car speeding started but I've always enjoyed the thrills of being in a fast car. But of course, provided it's with a safe driver. Driving fast and recklessly is a big no-no for me, but fast and safely is awesome.

This post is in response to Lai's "Drive Carefully" post. I've never tested his fast driving before, but those who have have apparently scolded him alot for it. Not because they don't trust his driving skills or that his driving is not safe, but because they are afraid that the other drivers on the road may not be experienced enough and may lose control of THEIR cars and in result putting Lai and his passengers' lives in danger.

I agree. That's true. BUT! I still stand strong on my beliefs. For me, you can drive as however you may please, as long as you are a good steady driver. I believe that driving slow does not necessarily mean safer.

Let's put it like this: I'd much rather be in a car with a fast, careful, and steady driver than in a car with a slow, careless, and inexperienced driver.

So yeah, as long as you drive safe, go ahead and drive at whatever speed you want. Just make sure you don't get caught. Lol.

Anyways, I was telling Lai this and he said that I should encourage him to drive slower, not the opposite (cause I was saying that I have to test his driving one day and got all excited about it). Because after much lecturing from friends, he now realizes he's been wrong all this while and is ready to change his ways only to have someone (me) pull him back by "supporting" his speeding habit in the streets.

Don't get me wrong, I am not encouraging speed racing. I'm just saying that I enjoy the thrills it gives me and the macho roar of the engine. =b

So kids, please don't speed. Don't drink AND drive. Don't drink THEN drive. Because I (and most people) certainly DO NOT encourage speeding and reckless driving. Take note.

Hug Me

2008-11-29T12:05:00.000+08:00

Hugs are a wonderful thing. They are such a comfort when you're down, they make you feel loved, they pass pure joy and affection to another, and they also provide a sense of security and warmness.

Having said that, I adore hugs. And I wish more people in Malaysia adored them as much as I do. Sadly though, hugging isn't really a "norm" over here. When I was in the States for 3 years, we always greeted our peers with hugs (along with the occasional cheek to cheek kiss) and parted with hugs as well. It's quite second nature to them already but out here, most people feel uncomfortable hugging another and that really should not be the case.

I remember when I was on a 2-day job trip along with a close friend of mine back then and his other friends. Since we hadn't met each other in awhile, he embraced me in a bear-like hug the moment we met, which brought about excited chatter amongst his friends (oohh they like each other yada yada). My friend put it as "culture shock". So true.

Whenever I meet up with my friends, I like greeting them with hugs but then there are also times where I am quite hesitant in hugging certain people as I'm not sure of how they'd react to it. :(

But for me, there's also another reason why I appreciate the existance of hugs. It's 'cause I know as he'll never be mine, that a hug is the only way I can ever get to be in his arms.

Emo.

A Dance Project

2008-11-27T07:24:00.000+08:00

You gotta love the ending of this video. Tee hee!

Thanks to John Jerald, Joshua Anthony, and Gavan Chua for taking the time to make this video. It's awesome!

My Drugs

2008-11-25T00:49:00.000+08:00

Gossip Girl... is.... killing.... me...

Season 1 did. Don't even talk about Season 2!!

I need the rest of the episodes now!! Seriously, GG's like drugs. I am so effing addicted to this stuff k it aint even funny.

I could practically see the beautiful blonde phoenix rising from the ashes of a major public humiliation when Serena took a deep breath after Dan said those stuff about her.

Dan's so stupid! You insensitive jerk!

Serena I love you!!

I'm a sucker for brotherly sisterly love. So what Chuck and Serena share, me likey!

And no one can beat Blair's bitchy-wtf-you're-wasting-my-time expression. Classic to the highest degree.

So I beg of you Paul (and anyone else who can save me), I need the other episodes pronto! Because seriously, it's killing me. It's killing me!!

Comic Strip by me

2008-11-13T18:22:00.000+08:00

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No one right here, right now

2008-11-11T06:47:00.000+08:00

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Just a minute ago I woke up with tears streaming down my cheeks, sobbing almost uncontrollably. I had a nightmare. A really horrible one. And I wish there was someone next to me right now to hug and calm me down. Even now that I'm awake and know it was just a dream, I'm still crying. Silly me huh? It's 6:49am and no one's awake or awake enough to hear my calls at this ungodly hour. I just need a voice, a kind calm voice, to talk to me and soothe my badly shaken nerves. I just need someone.

I've had nightmares before, but none of them were serious ones and I could always laugh about it when I woke up and recalled it. The first time I had a really bad nightmare which greatly affected me (similar to this nightmare) was about a year and a half ago, but I was fortunate to have woken up beside my then boyfriend, Mark. We were taking a nap over at his place and in just that short one hour nap, I woke up sobbing hysterically. But he was there to hug me tightly and wipe away my flowing tears, and I eventually calmed down. But the dream had deeply upsetted me back then, as it has so deeply affected me now again. It had seemed so real. I had dreamt my dad was in great danger and there was a high possibility he could get killed. It's still embedded in my head. I really thought I had lost my dad. And now this dream... those hurtful words people said to me, the scornful looks they gave me. What makes it worse is that they were actually people I personally know... both college and non-college people... which makes it seem even more real. Which explains my current state.

Although both nightmares differed through its storyline, it evoked such strong insecurities and loneliness in me. The nightmare I just had made me feel as if I have no one in the world who cares for me and I have to deal with every stone and hurt word hurled at me by myself. Both nightmares where 100% affective -- they did their job like what all nightmares are suppose to do. The only difference is I have no one beside me now (through phone or physically) to love me "right here right now".

I'm Done

2008-10-27T23:45:00.000+08:00

It's one of those days where everything that can go wrong does.
Every negative emotion you can think of, that's you right there.
Every person you hate, you hate again.
Every person you wanna meet, you can't.
You feel like your 21 years on this earth has been worthless.
You feel useless and talentless.
You've achieved nothing (nothing significant at least).
You've wasted your time on petty, unimportant, and pointless stuff.
You've submitted to every favor asked (you don't know when to say no).
You've fallen for all the wrong guys and all the wrong guys have fallen for you.
It's depressing when you have no direction in life but all your friends have theirs all planned out.
Fcuk the world!
What wouldn't you give to see your handphone smash into pieces against the wall.
No money to drown your sorrows.
No time to earn some greens.
You live so goddamn far away you can't even do what you please.
Argh, screw this shit.
I've had enough. I'm done.
No more fcking complications in life.
I'm done. with. this. bull.

I Think I've Found Him

2008-10-24T21:02:00.000+08:00

I'm in love.
I knew it the moment I set eyes on him.
I think he's just perfect for me - he fits my size, he's cute, good looks...
He's reliable and he's smooth.
He certainly makes me feel comfortable too.
I've admired him from afar and I will never forget the first time I came into contact with him. (That was also because my former boss forgot his wallet and asked me to go get it)
Then that day came... that unforgettable day.
He gave me a ride home...
And that was when I knew, I had to have you.

Yep, besides a Toyota Celica, I've quite fallen in love with the RAV4 J (3 door). It's quite a rare car in Malaysia and even a 2nd hand costs about 60k++++. Well, unless it's a really old car and model where you can probably get it for 30k++.

Of course my dream car is still a Celica, but it is pretty big for my size you know. Speaking of which, I sat in my friend's car the other day!! Like finally. Remember the yellow Celica which my friend didn't want to drive out coz its tail lights were broken? Well, he got them fixed and so I managed to sit in it when he drove us all out for a drink. Happy sigh. That's one awesome car ok and I don't care what people say! I love it! (and my RAV4 J too)

I knew Spanish!?

2008-10-16T14:02:00.000+08:00

I was going through my files from the old days back which I had saved into a CD and I came across this saved conversation with an old friend. It threw me a little off-guard coz I had forgotten that I actually did know some Spanish once upon a time. Lol. (Sorry if you don't half understand the convo, but I syok sendiri la wanna copy paste the convo.)

Neil wrote:
eh? last nite when i tengok ur profile, there was oni 3 fren. =P but guess now is back to normal. perdon! perdon! tu still mi amigo?

Chevonne wrote:
of cuz. yo soy still te amiga. u learning spanish?

Neil wrote:
si! y tu? me espanol STILL not too bueno. tu hablar espanol?

Chevonne wrote:
lol i just started learning spanish this year. so alot of words yo no comprendo yet. cuanto tiempo tu estudiar espanol? hmmm did i say that right?? lol

Neil wrote:
hee... actually its cuando tiempo :D me ah? i learn espanol for dos anos. tu?

Chevonne wrote:
but isn't cuando when? cuanto is how rite? i meant to ask how long haf u studied spanish. i oni 1 year lar...haven't even a year yet. still in spanish 1.

Neil wrote:
ohhh, =P i think ur rite. aiyo these are so easy to forget lah. tu espanol es muy bien! where u learn spanish? skool or tuition?

Chevonne wrote:
hehe gracias gracias. pero me espanol no muy bien. es maso menos. tu espanol es muy bien tambien. yo estudiar espanol en la escuela. tu hablas espanol, no? me no hablo espanol. oni can read and write a little.

Neil wrote:
wahhhhh! tu espanol es estupendo!! although me estudiar espanol en es colegio, me espanol es malo por que me FORGETFULL =P en la escuela? que es escuela? tu write litle? nonono! tu espanoles es too estupendo!

Chevonne wrote:
no no. me espanol no es estupendo!! no no no! hey, yo soy muy forgetful tambien! mi escuela es vintage high school.

Neil wrote:
HAR? tu espanol no es estupendo?! no estupendo? where got? ohhh, me es estupido porque me no es understand que es escuela. en inglaterra, escuela es colegio. ;)

So, was I good or what? Roar! =b

Stuff to Ponder

2008-10-14T23:58:00.000+08:00

I've been thinking a lot lately about what a close friend of mine told me during one of our chats over dinner. Apparently I'm a very manja person and I unconsciously use it (turn the whole manja thing on) to get things I want - that its a natural thing for me.

I've never actually thought about this before but yeah, after a whole lot of thinking I guess it is kinda true. He even tried immitating something I had done earlier to him: "But I wanna play the horseeee..." and ended it with my signature pout. Coz you see, we recently went up to Genting to hit the casinos (he had promised to take me up there since I had yet to step into one since I turned 21). I wanted to play the horse racing game, but it was on the other side of the casino and he wasn't too keen on walking over there. And you should be able to guess what I did after that that made him give in.

"It's hard to resist when you give us that manja look," he says. But honestly, most of the time I don't even realize I'm doing that. Like he says, I guess it's kind of a part of me already where it's almost like auto-reflex (I only do this with people I'm comfortable with though).

So, is it a good thing or bad thing? Probably to a certain extend it's a good thing. Seems to attract quite a few guys. Lol. Funny thing is, one of my exes said that he wished I was more manja with him. 0_o Maybe with him I'm more well-behaved I dunno la. But whatever it may be, although my friend says that's what makes me adorable (and lovable?), I think I should learn to control it more. It's never good to have too much of one thing, no?

But I can't deny that I AM very manja by nature. I love being pampered. But which girl doesn't. One thing's for sure though, I do take care of the guy that showers me with lurrrve. =)

So, what's my horrible weakness? Quotes friend: "Because of the manjaness, they know they can try and gain favor with you."

Ah crap. =/

My Number One Friend, by Amanda ;)

2008-10-05T16:37:00.000+08:00

How many of us still keep in touch with every single friend we’ve met along the journey of life (so far)? And no, not just have them on your MSN or facebook list or even as a number stored in your phone... but seriously, still kept the same kind of friendship you shared when you were 6, 10, 15? Ideally, this would be possible, wouldn’t it? This lovely thing called friendship. Realistically however, many things happen along the way. We change schools, go out of the country, lose contact, change our likings towards certain things, we slowly (and subconsciously) let go of that bond. However, don’t you feel that there are just some people who you just stay friends with till this very day, maintaining that very same friendship, or in fact, ever feel a tighter bond? No matter what happens, they never seem to leave your side. I have some really really close friends. But my really really REALLY close friend is *drumrolls* SU WEN! What?? It’s true! Hahaha. What you mean you thought I was going to say Chevonne? Chill lah. Chevonne is my really really REALLY REALLLY-to-infinity-and-beyond-and-back-again close friend! My bestest bud and sister ;)

I can’t really remember how we started becoming friends (do you, Chev?) but the earliest memory of us was playing during recess. I was in std 3 and she std 4, and we called each other Honey and Darling! Haha,I need to check my autograph book to see who’s who. Chevonne and her silly ideas! (yes, it was her idea!) That autograph book sure brings back memories! ;) Besides living (kinda) on the same street, we even had Christophers for cousins! I remember I’ll rant about my Christopher to her, and she’ll do the same with her Christopher. Lol. What else? Let’s see... We both got ‘randomly selected’ for National Service and and and!.. What a coincidence that her birthdate, 11-05 is also my parents’ anniversary and till quite recently, my condo hostel unit is 11-05 too! X) Burst my bubble if you wish, but I think that’s quite cool, no? =P

We’ve had a fair share of distance between us as well. I moved to Kedah after std 3 and we still kept in touch, not that often but I remember calling her a few times. Well, I moved back to KL half way through std 5 anyway, and whadya know? Chevonne was the assistant head prefect! Haha. Donning a tie and vest and the uber long skirt! (it wasn’t supposed to be that long!) LOL! Then of course came that year where I found out that she was going to stay with her mom in US and I was going to Melaka. I was devastated. We (Diana and I) sent her off at the airport. I told myself I wouldn’t cry before that. If you knew me well enough, you’d know that I hardly show that I’m sad in public let alone cry. But that day, tears were inevitable. The moment I hugged her and said goodbye before she went into the elevator to check herself in, I felt my eyes start swelling with tears and these wet droplets started running down my cheek as I fought back the tears and tried my hardest to contain my emotions. Even after she left, Diana and I went to the restroom to wash up but all we did was cry even harder as we hugged each other. Our best friend Chevonne has left the country. No more waiting outside her house for the bus, no more dance practices, no more recessing together. I even suddenly thought of that time when she came back from some sport meet and I was sitting in the field, covering my face cos I was tearing. I had hurt my ankle badly from running and Chevonne saw me from the back and hugged and comforted me. God had sent an angel to soothe my pain... and now, that angel is flying off to US. How not to be sad?

On a lighter note... ;) we didn’t stop keeping in touch even then. In fact, I think we grew closer through the letters and cards and even long distance calls! I was always so excited when I came back from school and there were envelopes with US stamps waiting for me to rip them open! Her letters and cards always had this ‘American scent’ Lol. I’d call her on some Saturdays and we’d talk till I hear a beep signalling the credit in my phone card was low. Sometimes while talking to me, I’d hear her answering her cell and talking to her American friends and she’ll have this American accent then when she’s back with me she’s all lah, meh and stuff. i thought that was really funny! I even remember her teaching me how Americans pronounce mountain. “It’s mount’n..” ;) Then... she announced she was coming back for NS! And that she might even stay on to continue studies in Msia! Who goes to US then comes back for tertiary studies in Msia anyway? But whatever, Chevonne’s coming back! X)

And it’s been great having her back here in KL, now that I’m here too! Hanging out, sleeping over... (see how much fun you could deprive me off if you hadn’t come back??) She even introduced me to a bunch of her college mates I am now honoured to call friends ;) Life College totally rocks lah with you ppl! I can’t picture a life without a friend like Chevonne. Some friends come with “Best Before” or expiry dates tagged to them; hers has “Best Always”! ;)

There’s Starsky and Hutch, Timon and Pumbaa, Big Bird and Snuffleuphagus...

And there has and always will be Chevonne and Amanda! X)

You know you love me..
I love you too!
XoXo <3

Dream

2008-10-05T15:14:00.000+08:00

I had a dream. I had my first choco top from McD's. I've never had my own choco top before believe it or not. And I've always wanted one before just I don't know why I never did get one. And in my dream, someone bought me a choco top and I was the happiest girl at that moment. =)

In another dream, there was this new fillet-O-fish burger. Instead of using buns, they used 2 fillet fishes with another fillet in between them. Kinda weird, but it looked damn good in my dream. It was called the "Tiger Chi". Have no idea why. So I really wanted the Tiger Chi but had to wait damn long for it as they screwed up my order. In the end I didn't even get to take a bite out of it as I woke up. Waited so long at the counter for nuts.

Fun Getaway

2008-10-02T21:05:00.000+08:00

Penang was great la. Once again my cousins and friends were awesome. Thanks you guys! Or should I say xie xie ni men. Lol.

As all of you should know by now, I'm a complete banana. Although I can form broken sentences with the little Chinese I know, I can hardly sustain a conversation for long, hence having trouble communicating with some people over there. =b

Two of my friends from Penang can't really speak English or Malay, so what I have to do is try my hardest to speak Chinese with them with the help of my cousins once in awhile. However, even though my ability to speak Chinese is really limited, my pin yin is much better so we SMS each other in pin yin. Lol. And I tell you, I've learnt alot of words just by SMS-ing! My Mandarin has improved a bit now. Hooray!

And you know what, ever since I got back from Penang, I've been quite motivated to improve my Chinese! How long this motivation will last I do not know but yeah.. dunno how I'm gonna improve it either other than going for Mandarin classes. Eep. See how la.. coz phone conversations with them really sucks, we hardly undestand each other at all! Chicken and duck, you know laa...

This is my ever so adorable little baby cousin (2nd cousin actually... she's my cousin's daughter). Love her eyes.. it's so big and sparkly! And her hair, got style wan ok. She's quite gurgly, and she layan me when I wanted to camwhore with her. Hee!

Cute-ness!!

This was the ferry ride to the island. Due to transportation problem at that time, we had to take a bus to the ferry terminal, which was the worst bus ride ever! The structure of the bus was nonsense ok. Seating in them seats really made my cousin and I nauseous. I'll not elaborate on it because I have no idea how to explain the structure of the bus. I wanted to take a picture of it to show what I mean but I was too busy trying to keep from puking.

My cousin, Stella. Thanks for everything girl! And I disallow you to ever touch any alcoholic beverage again in your life! Lol.

Thanks, Cuz! for taking me out for a drink. Too bad you so busy laa... so limited time with you.

My other cousin, Lucas. He's a dear la. Got language barrier with him also, but when he found out that my Mandarin has improved since the last time we met (it really has improved this past year k! Lol), he was delighted! So he's been speaking Chinese to me more now, and once in awhile calling me to see how I'm doing. So sweet la he. In one of his SMSes to me, he said that he's very happy that we can talk more this time and that the next time when I'm back in Penang, we should talk more! Hehe. He has 4-year old twin boys BTW and they're a handful! Very naughty.

Me and Joachim after clubbing at MoMo.

Boy and me. He was my closest friend in Penang, but now got girlfriend edi wor.. so you know laa... busy pak toh no time for your childhood friend!! Lol.

Stella, Boy and gf, cousin Jerome and Lucas

Me, Celine, and Ping

Alright, that's all for now. I miss my cousins and friends over there already. =( Now it's looking forward to article deadlines and writing my 5 reports from Internship. Bah!

Greetings from the Prince of Wales Island!

2008-09-24T16:47:00.000+08:00

I hadn't even started my journey to Penang and it had already gotten off to an interesting start.

I was suppose to get off at Juru Toll as I was going to my cousins' place off the island, but the bus driver did not allow such a thing ("Tak boleh tak boleh tak boleh!"). Apparently, they have gotten more strict and passengers can only get off at the last stop (which is either at Butterworth or Sg. Buloh). So I had to make a few calls and new arrangements were made where my other cousin living on the island was to come pick me up. My dad said it's probably coz the driver was in a bad mood (puasa maa).

Then the bus started moving when this girl on the bus starts to panic as her friend had not gotten up the bus yet. She kept asking the bus driver to stop ("Ada seorang lagi.. stop stop!") but he kinda ignored her and kept on driving. And she was like on the phone asking her friend to "run to the end! We left edi.. I did ask him to stop but he dowan! Faster! Faster run ok!" That got me abit kan cheong oso la.. poor thing la if that fella got left behind right? Anyways, the bus driver did stop in the end but was being really cranky.

I had told myself the day before, no drinking water at all on the 4-hour long bus ride (for those of you who don't know, I have quite a small pee pee bladder) but an hour later I had to go edi. I dunno man.. it's kinda like a psychology problem I have. Everytime during long bus rides it's like my bladder gets switched to pee-ing mode or something. It's quite annoying really. My phobia is not having a place to pee when I really need to go pee. I guess that incident during a Genting trip many years back really did leave me traumatized. So anyways, I asked the bus driver if he could stop at the next stop. Luckily he seemed ok that time and he did stop after that. But because we started our journey a little late and since we had to drive all the way to the island, I puasa-ed for 7 hours!! No water, no food. How the Malays do it for 12 hours plus I really cannot imagine because by the 5th hour I was already quite hungry. -_-

Then about 2 hours later, I felt like pee-ing again but this time I dared not go ask the bus driver to stop again. After he'll think "what la this girl have to go pee so many times.." dowan laa. It's quite embarassing k. So I just positioned myself in the most comfortable-est position I could find in my seat where the bladder would not be squished or anything and tried meditating. I don't know if it worked, but I was able to tahan till the end of the journey la. Praise the Lord.

My DiGi Line

2008-09-22T08:59:00.000+08:00

Haiyo... my Digi line has seriously been acting up on me. Got line one minute, then the next no line. Been going on for the past 2 days. I even tried switching my sim card to another phone but the problem still persisted. So I finally went to one of the Shah Alam branches to get a new sim after my magic show last night.

It was an elderly man that attended to me. Apparently, Digi is working on the 3G thingie now so that may have interrupted my network or something. Ok la, I understand. Then there was another staff in there as well, around my age I think, who came over to us to sibuk. So while the uncle was referring to my MyKad, that young fella looked at my MyKad also la and asked that uncle in Chinese, "Her name so unique... don't look Chinese also, she Chinese ar?" Then you know what the uncle said? Again in Chinese, "Yeah, Chinese but dunno how to speak Chinese."

Wahsei, that time I seriously was like WTH man (in my heart la of coz) because right, for one thing, he never even asked if I can speak Chinese or not and I didn't even let on the fact that I don't really know how to speak Chinese (I immediately spoke English the moment I entered the shop), so how can he be so sure and assume that I don't know how to speak Chinese at all???? Eventhough it's true that I can't la, but that's not the point! The point is, he assumed!

So then that younger fella turned to me and asked me in Chinese (dunno why he did that coz I thought uncle edi told him I'm a banana), "You're a Christian ar?" I said yes. Then he asked again in Chinese, "You're a Chinese?" Yes. "Both your mom and dad also Chinese?" Yes. "Oohhh.."

Then I got a new sim card which uncle said it will only be activated in about half an hour's time. So when my old sim no line edi later on that night, I switched to the new sim, which also no line. WTHeckz man. Til this morning la! My old sim got line back, then no line, then got line again. Frus man. So called the Digi center and after checking, that uncle never even keyed in my new sim card PUK muhjigga k! -_-" Incompetent.

So now have to wait another like 2 more hours for them to fix the prob. If this still persists right, I'm gonna be getting a temporary Maxis to use during my Penang trip. Bet you Maxis peeps Hooray-ing now right? -_- I still very pro Digi la k.

This made my day :)

2008-09-21T13:48:00.000+08:00

Was MSN-ing the other day at work with a friend whose name he has asked not to reveal (shy fella), so let's just call him *Sean.

chevonopolousbeepbeep from beepbeep planet says (7:13 PM):
ya
but do u guys get anything?

sean says (7:13 PM):
erm

sean says (7:14 PM):
i mean if we join competition n win
we get prize money n stuff

chevonopolousbeepbeep from beepbeep planet says (7:14 PM):
so do you like me <-- (this is my boss's doing when i left my laptop unattended for a few secs to answer a phonecall)

sean says (7:14 PM):
mayb get sponsorships frm bigger companies

chevonopolousbeepbeep from beepbeep planet says (7:14 PM):
do you think i can dance <-- (still my boss)
axc <-- (this was me trying to push my boss away)

sean says (7:14 PM):
wat u mean by axc?

So this smartypants (who was damn shocked and stoned by "my" question BTW) decided to ignore my random questions and diverted the topic to "axc" first. Then after I had quickly explained what had happened, :

sean says (7:15 PM):
SWT
sudenly i saw frm outa no wer "do u like me?"

chevonopolousbeepbeep from beepbeep planet says (7:17 PM):
hahahha damn funny man!!!!

sean says (7:17 PM):
i was like WTF
i was shocked u noe?
sudenly sumtin lidat came out
i was stoning n lookin at te msg

chevonopolousbeepbeep from beepbeep planet says (7:19 PM):
hahahhahahahahhaa
omygosh.. that seriously made my day man

And it did. Thanks to my boss and *Sean. Lol.

My Weekend

2008-09-18T13:22:00.000+08:00

Ok, this is kinda a few days late but I wanna say that I had one of the awesomest weekends since I can last remember. Got to do what I love doing – dancing! Then I also went clubbing and experienced my first chill out session at a lounge/pub(?). :)

I had 4 dance performances with the California Fitness Dance Demo Team last weekend - 2 on Saturday and 2 on Sunday. Sadly, 2 of my friends who came to watch me perform for the 5pm show on Saturday missed my performance because we started at 4:45pm instead. So sad. But thanks zKeong and Marcus for taking the effort to come because that’s what really counts!

Vincent and me

Ezen, Kamal, and Cecilia fooling around before the performance

Vincent and Kamal

Us performing at the Lot 10 entrance. See if u can spot me...

Latin Salsa-ing!

Marcus and I caught up with each other’s lives for a bit when we walked from Lot 10 to the gym so that was nice. It’s been ages since the last we met. Then he went gym-ing while I hit the showers to get dressed for Sarah’s birthday dinner party with college mates. Then zKeong and I went to Delicious at Bangsar together.

Dinner was fun la. Total camwhore session. Lol. But I can’t believe I spent 45 bucks just for a plate of spaghetti which I didn’t even like and finish and half a glass of butterscotch shake (shared with En Ai). Heart quite pain that time. Lol. But we had so much fun laa.. Shua, Gal, and En Ai did a good job at decorating our table.

Me and the Birthday girl!

Cupcakes baked by Crystal

MmMmm!

The lovely bunch: En Ai, Andrew, Boon Dat, zKeong

Me, Sarah, Crystal

May (u look tan in this pic la girl), me, and Jon Chu (sleepy eyes!)

Shuaaaaaa

Andrew and his tits

Actually got tons more of nicer pictures but they're all in Galriad's camera. =( Will probably post them up once I get them la.

Then after the dinner, two of my friends came to pick me up and off we headed to Poppy Garden where we met up with the others. It was my first time there and I quite like that place. Nice music, nice atmosphere although a tad bit too crowded… got to dance a little bit more. Hehe. Then you guessed it, a bit more of camwhore session. =b And oh, I bumped into one of my bosses from work there. Lol.

Blurry laaa...

Leon and me

Me and Chan Yui

Me and Kenneth (baby boy face. haha!)

After clubbing we went yum cha for awhile for the guys to cool down a bit from their alcoholic consumption and by the time I reached home, it was already 5+ in the morning. Oh, and I got to drive Kenneth’s car from Brickfields to my house! Hehe. What a day maaann.. but totally enjoyed myself. =)

The next day Aidan came to watch my last performance! So happy! Like finally la someone is able to watch me perform. Lol. Then after my shower, we went to Bangsar and ate at this little hidden Thai restaurant and I tell you, their Thai chicken rice is really good! I don’t know what that place is called.. some Thai name which I can’t remember but if you know where the Food Foundry Bangsar branch used to be, it’s there la.

After dinner we went to La Bodega since I hadn’t chilled out at a lounge before. It was so cozy up there! Loved it! We played Battleship and Scrabble… I’m a psychic at Battleship but Aidan totally thrashed me at Scrabble. He so cheated man! Lol.

So yeah, that ended my superbly awesome weekend. Happy happy. =)

R.I.P

2008-09-17T20:44:00.000+08:00

This post is dedicated to my cousin who died in a motorcycle accident when he was 21, Chris Melendez from Vintage High who committed suicide at the age of 18 last year, Fadhilah from MGS who fell really sick earlier this year and died at the age of 20...

Life's short; Shorter than we know or want to admit. I could've died last year when I was robbed. My mom could've died of was it pnuemonia? I know she was really sick one period last year.

Imagine how many people loses a loved one every single day of the year. I just pray that I do not have to go through the agony of losing someone close to my heart.. at least not for a very long time.

This morning before I left for work, I noticed my parrot fish looking really sick. Its usually orange was now a ghostly white. It was kinda lying at the bottom of the aquarium and it would have been motionless if it weren't for the tiny movements of its fins. This parrot fish has been in the family for years.. 6 years if not mistaken. It was gone by the time I got back from work. I'm just glad I didn't see it dead... it would have made me even more sad. It may have been just a fish, but it was my fish and I loved it.

A Ticket to Ride

2008-09-17T14:03:00.000+08:00

AAAHHHHHHHHH!!! I’m so excited!!! Thanks to Eugene, I now get to go to Penang next Wednesday! He managed to get a bus ticket for me, the last day they had tickets some more. All tickets after the 24th sold out. Damn lucky right me? Thanks for those who prayed! Hehe.

Penang, here I come!

Lub lub lub lub lub...

P/S: But a bit scary la travel on my own taking bus… lucky the bus ride is at 10:30am so not too bad.

What Bull

2008-09-17T11:21:00.000+08:00

Work’s a hell hole. Even a friend don’t dare communicate with me with everyone else around. Though I know there’s a reason, it still fckin’ hurts. Coz I honestly don’t care what others say anymore. My last day’s Friday anyways… wanna hide what somemore?

So I put on my earpiece and drown myself in loud music. This way whenever one of them talks to me, all I see is their mouth opening and closing, just like the goldfishes in my aquarium.

*note: I only mean 2 colleagues at work. The others don't bother me.

Just My Luck

2008-09-15T21:53:00.000+08:00

I was so excited today. I thought I was able to go back to Penang to visit my cousins and friends next week. It was too good to be true. All bus tickets sold out til the 30th - the only week most of them are on their breaks.

Damnation. Gah.

You know you’re really bored and lonely when you:

2008-09-12T18:25:00.000+08:00

1. attempt an MSN conversation with SmarterChild (you can add it at smarterchild@hotmail.com if you want).
2. Google your full name. (It works better if your name is uncommon. You’ll actually end up finding stuff you didn’t know before).

3. keep checking your MSN list every few minutes to see who you can chat with.

4. Start stealing 5 minute naps in the toilet.

5. you and your best buddy decide to give yourselves alien names along with a brief history of the planet you came from. (Dadaessmoocheroo [2nd generation] from Smoochypoo Planet & Chevonopolousbeepbeep from Beep Beep Planet).

6. have actually done all of the above before.

Ah damn. My life damn saddening now k. -_-"

Motorcycles vs. Cars

2008-09-12T12:49:00.000+08:00

I enjoy fast motorcycle rides. The feeling of the strong wind against my skin… love it.

It creates a numbness throughout my whole body that I only wish there was an on and off button to it; where I can turn it on every time I don’t want to feel something and off when it’s something good.

I enjoy fast motorcycle rides. But I prefer getting a car. =)

Why I wished I had an older brother...

2008-09-10T11:58:00.000+08:00

Stalked

2008-09-07T16:00:00.000+08:00

Living in a house with 3 siblings infected with the chicken pox virus... So glad I've already had it when I was much younger. Hee!

Was at another shoot on Tuesday at some Indonesian village at Setia Alam. Pretty ulu and rundown wan la the village.. dirty and stuff. But even so, you should see the handphones that some of the villagers have man - kalah Nokia ku! Theirs the hightech hightech ones.. I shy edi wanna take out my phone. Hmph!

Anyways, got slightly tanner since that day. And oh, my first time feeling like a celebrity as I had my own paparazzi following me around and snapping pics and taking vids of me. Hmmm... if you wanna say I wore something sexy cannot, because there were 2 other girls wearing shorts and spaghetti. If you wanna say they like covered up girls also cannot, because there was a girl wearing long pants and a baby tee. Must be my face kot. Kekeke.

But seriously, they made it so damn obvious that they were "secretly" taking pics of me you know.. not even from a safe distance. It got as close as 4 feet away from me, like smack right in my face kinda thing, which I then turned sideways of course. It was so hard for me to ignore and pretend that I didn't know what was going on... then towards the end of the day, a few of them came up to me and showed me the pics they took of me on their phone, which I didn't know how to react. And then they wanted to take more pics of me somemore. I quickly covered my face and looked away la. -_-

So anyhow, I calculated the hours I have done at Think Tank and I just have about 70 hours left to complete before I'm done! Yahoo! I then plan on probably getting back into dancing, like taking dance classes and such. At the same time, I'll be helping this friend of mine write product articles and press releases for his website which will help earn me some bucks. :) And then of course, not forgetting the Hailer Magazine too! Woot!

of regrets and my promise..

2008-09-05T12:57:00.000+08:00

Regrets.

I don’t care what people say. If I could, I would go back in time and change what I did. I don’t care for “you learn from your regrets” – that, I have my mistakes to learn from.

And no. Mistakes are NOT the same as regrets.

I miss that person who understands me – of how I react the way I do sometimes, of my likes and dislikes.
Of whom does not care whether or not my legs are shaved or if I have a tummy.
Of whom I can look my ugliest but still feel the most beautiful with.
Of whom will hold me tightly in his arms whenever I feel lost and comfort me when I’ve had a bad day at work.
Of whom I can share anything and everything with and trust to keep it a secret.
Of whom I can laugh and share silly little giggles with.
Of whom does not judge me for my past but love me for the person I am now.

I don’t know who he is, but I miss him anyhow. And I promise you that when I do find him, I’ll love him with all my heart.

Blah

2008-08-29T15:07:00.000+08:00

I've kinda lost my mood to blog about what happened during the commercial shooting because there's jsut TOO many stuff that I don't even know where to begin. Kinda lazy to recall back on what happened.. plus the excitement/anger/tiredness have all kinda faded so no inspiration to write anything. Lol.

I'll just kinda brief through the events ya...

Ugh. Actually, I changed my mind. I'm not in the blogging mood now. It feels so damn gloomy today. It's one of those days.

Is it them or is it just me?

2008-08-26T22:18:00.000+08:00

Usually when two people get upset at each other and end up arguing, you would think they've been friends for at least awhile. I mean, how could two people who've only known each other for such a short period of time (say, a week or 2? less than a week?) have anything at all to argue about?

Well, somehow I've managed to do just that. Thrice. With three diff peeps of course. Lol. Hmmm... Maybe it's cause I've had a shorter fuse ever since my last relationship (he was pretty impossible), or maybe I'm just a short-tempered person period. But whatever it may be, I hope this stops coz it really is not at all the least bit attractive (for both parties) and it leaves me feeling sucky after that. So yeah, just wanna apologize to you three (if you're reading this and know who you are) for it was partly my fault as well for getting all worked up.

And dammit, I still have lots to blog about (the shooting days!!) but not today. Really tired man. Tomorrow... tomorrow no more shooting so should be quite free... I hope. Bleurgh.

Home Alone with...

2008-08-23T22:49:00.000+08:00

... the CCTV camera on.
... the carpark access card missing (no use being able to drive the car if I can't even leave the carpark)
... only a few hours to enjoy it as of ALL weekends, my family has to choose to go on a 1-nite holiday on the weekend I have shooting (just got home at 10pm and have to leave at 5:30am later).

So tell me (quotes Mr. See), "What is the point?"

Shooting sucked today btw (even more so than yesterday). But I will have to blog about that another day. Too tired and bitter. Don't know why but I've been quite the PH14 lately.

Chev's Random Poem

2008-08-16T14:24:00.000+08:00

I stood there as they scrutinize me with disapproving looks

That they'd get to the bottom of this by hook or by crook

I speak of no truths, but of no lies either

They wouldn't believe me anyways, so I don't even bother

I look away; I know they've judged

I know I'll soon be dragged through the mud

My mind's a mess and I need to get out

Before they figure what's all this about

...

I shouldn't have eaten that cookie. Gah.

Vintage High Dance Squad

2008-08-04T19:12:00.000+08:00

I was reading through my really old posts from Friendster and I totally forgot that I had this article from back when I was stil in the States. SO just for old time's sake, me gonna post it up. I think some of you have already read this before so you can just skip this post (Lol).

I miss my dance teammates!

Vintage Dance and Cheer Team combined

Prep Cheer and Dance: Vintage squad cleans up at UC Davis
Friday, August 20, 2004
From Register Staff

Once again, the Vintage High School Cheer and Dance Team dominated the Universal Cheer and Dance Association's UC Davis summer camp.

This past week, Vintage won over 20 awards and recognitions at the strenuous four-day, three-night camp.

Over 700 cheerleaders and dancers attended the camp.

The Cheer and Dance camp consisted of learning up to 18 dances, routines and sidelines, over 12 cheers and chants, stunting, technique classes, elective classes, team building and drill downs.

The Vintage team consists of 10 dancers and 10 cheerleaders. The Dance members include Amelia Ahtty, Katherine Altonaga, Ashely Connell, Erika Ceballos, Chevonne Goh, Jean Han, Meghan Kerr, Devin Lamb, Laura Lopez and Ariele Schimm.

The Cheer members are Brianna Danielson, Brittnee Hill, Britney Holton, Lauren Ochoa, Courtney Phelps, Brittney Pieri, Casey Richards, Alanna Tillinghast, Krissy Washington and Jill Webb.

The dance team won the On the Ball Award, which showed excellent leadership skills; the 110-percent award; and the Drill Down awards (Day 1, 12 gold ribbons; Day 2, 16 gold ribbons; Day 3, 17 gold ribbons).

Goh took third place in the Drill Down finals and Ahtty was fourth place. In the evaluation on camp material, the dance team took home 28 first-place blue ribbons and two second-place red ribbons.

The dance team also won the Superior Award, which is an accumulation of points throughout the week; they also took second in the Home Routine Evaluations.

Both the Superior Award and the second-place home routine effort qualified the dance squad for Nationals in Orlando, Florida in February.

The cheer team won the the Top Banana award, which is for teams that demonstrate exemplary spirit throughout the week. This coveted award was bestowed on the team in 2002 as well.

The cheer team won blue ribbons in Extreme Routine, Extreme Cheer, and won an award and trophy for being Camp Champs.

The team also won the Traditions Award, two years in a row, for incorporating traditions from home while at camp.

Also in Home Routine Evaluations, the cheer group won first place.

All Star awards, medals and qualifying for a trip to London to participate in the New Years Eve London parade went to the following individuals on dance -- Han, Goh, Lamb and Kerr.

The cheer recipients were Hill, Washington, Ochoa, and Webb and Richards, a two-time All-Star.

Both Chevonne and Meghan were honored by the UDA staff with applications to become instructors with UDA.

Both teams came home with Coveted Spirit Sticks and qualified to participate in the 2004 Hollywood Christmas Parade and perform during half time at the Hawaii Bowl Tour and Pro Bowl Tour in Honolulu, Hawaii.

Captains Webb, Ochoa, Connell and Schimm qualified to participate in the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade in New York.

The team will host its first ever Vintage Classic Cheer and Dance Competition on Nov. 7 to raise the funding required for travel expenses to the Regional and National Competitions in San Diego and Orlando, Florida.

Teams from California, Oregon and Nevada will come together to compete at Vintage High School, which is scheduled to become an annual event.

Ugly Girl

2008-08-03T14:10:00.000+08:00

This has seriously got to be one of the meanest (yet funny) lyrics I've heard. Found it on Amanda's Facebook and cracked up listening to it. Can't help it la, just had to share it with you guys. =b

How Do Snakes Commit Suicide?

2008-07-25T21:41:00.000+08:00

It was Monday night (2 days till my last paper) and Andrew, Levi, Gal, and I went to watch Hellboy II. It was at Signature siot! Last minute plan ma.. somemore jam. So had to settle for what we can get. 20 bucks gone just like that! It was a crappy corny movie. Didn’t like it. -_-

Went for supper after the movie, and one of the things we ended up chatting about was as my title says: how do snakes commit suicide?

Like seriously man… but here’s what we came up with:

1) Try sinking its fangs into its body and poison itself.. but we doubt that’ll work as can snakes die from their own poison?
2) Tie itself up into a noose to hang itself.. but then it doesn’t have a neck to put through it.
3) Start from the tail and eat its way upwards.
4) Refuse to shed its skin and suffocate to death.
5) Tie itself into a tight knot closest to its head to strangle itself.
6) Insert a sharp object into its private parts… but that’s just sick man..

Yeah, then I guess we ran out of ideas.

15 Simple Ways to Keep Your Partner Happy

2008-07-20T19:55:00.000+08:00

I came across this article and man, i definitely have to agree with it. I know this is more suitable for couples who live together and probably more older working couples (not so much for young people still studying), but hey, it's somewhere along those lines! I've bolded the ones that will work for young couples who aren't living together. Here's for you people out there. :)

15 Simple Ways to Keep Your Partner Happy
By David Wygant
Updated: May 27, 2008

So you're in a relationship and your partner starts nagging. She tells you that you just don't understand her, and that she really wishes that you would just do more "little things."

It's not the big things that make her happy; it's paying attention to the little details and showing you care that is really meaningful. She doesn't necessarily need lavish gifts -- she needs to know you're thinking about her.

Here are some ideas to get you started doing these "little things" she really wants:

1. Rub her feet instead of asking her if she wants you to rub her feet. Make it look like you want to do it.

2. Make her dinner one night. Don't ask her if she wants you to make dinner. Make her dinner before she gets home.

3. Light a candle so that she arrives home to a nice environment instead of coming home to the glaring lights of the television and other things.

4. Send her a text in the middle of the day telling her "I miss your smile from this morning" or "Last night was amazing!" or "The conversation we had last night was great."

5. Send an eCard in the middle of the day... something cute to remind her how much you really care about her.

6. If she's going on a business trip, offer to drive her to the airport or pick her up to make her life that much easier.

7. Let her have control of the remote control. Don't monopolize it for a change. Just give it to her and let her actually sit there and enjoying watching one of her shows. Then you can share one of her interests by watching it with her.

8. Offer to iron one of her shirts or take her clothes to the dry cleaner.

9. Clean up the bathroom without being asked. Don't just sit there and ignore the mess around the toilet. If you know it drives her crazy to see water splashed all around the sink, dry that area after you use it.

10. If you work out together, enjoy it with her instead of rushing through your own workout and then not letting her workout at the same time.

11. Take a shower together, then wash her hair, scrub her back, and give her a spa treatment. Do this and enjoy it!

12. The next time she gives you a massage, give her a massage the next day. Offer it! Don't just say you'll give her a massage...do it!

13. Surprise her by making plans. Tell her, "We're going out tonight honey." You can even just go out for a drink or dinner somewhere. It's taking the initiative that's important.

14. Decide on and set aside one night a week as date night. Have a date like when you first started dating.

15. Call her in the middle of the day and just say hello. Don't wait for her to call you.

It can be simple to keep her satisfied. It's not necessarily about what you give her financially or what gifts you give her. That's a cop out. It's the little things. The guy who makes the biggest mistake is the one who ignores their significant other then all of a sudden give them an expensive gift to make up for it. That doesn't make up for it at all.

When One Loves

2008-07-18T00:44:00.000+08:00

Inspiration struck and I had the sudden urge to write a story. Keep in mind that this is a work of fiction ok? :) Do leave comments on what you think about the story though. Hehe. Thanks! :)

Title: When One Loves

Author: Chevonne Goh

http://www.flickr.com/photos/sabba7i/96260540/

Max
I still remember the first time I saw her. It was eight years ago when she came to visit her relatives in our small village during Christmas. Introduced by her cousins, we instantly clicked. She was only twelve; I was fifteen. But you know what? Two weeks of friendship was all I needed to know that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with her. But the holidays came to an end, and she had to go home. Promising to keep in touch through email, I had to struggle to learn the fundamental basics of how to create and use an email account. I never told her how I felt. And maybe that was why, after a few emails back and forth, I had only become a fleeting memory to her. She was gone.

Michelle
It has been eight years since I last visited my relatives and I was excited to be back. My cousins especially were delighted and had already planned out activities that we could do together. My cousin Ivy asked if I had kept in touch with Max and I admitted that it had been ages since I last contacted him. Getting his number from her, I gave him a call. We met that night itself and I was surprised that I could still feel so comfortable with him. Spending the next few days with him and my cousins, the day for me to leave arrived. Thinking back to the time when Max and I said our farewells, I thought I saw a glimpse of sadness in his eyes for a split second. But that, I concluded, was probably a figment of my imagination.

Denise
He’s sitting right next to me but I miss him, because I know I’m not who he sees when he looks at me. He somehow always has this distant look to him; like he’s thinking about something, or someone else. He smiles, but it doesn’t quite reach his eyes. He hugs me, but I don’t feel like I’m his. I love him with all my heart, so why doesn’t he love me back?

Max
My beautiful angel finally came back. If only she knew how I felt about her; if only she knew how happy she makes me feel. It’s only been six months since we said goodbye, but the memory of her has never been more vivid. As a hand slowly found its way into mine, I gave it a gentle squeeze and reminded myself once again that I’m with Denise now and that Michelle will never be mine.

Gross email

2007-12-16T03:15:00.000+08:00

You sick-ass!

A few of us from college were volunteers during the GKP event at KLCC Convention Center a few days ago. A 27-year old social entrepreneur approached me just to "chat", and eventhough I did not feel very comfortable about it as I felt that he was up to something more than just normal chat, I nodded and answered his questions here and there as I did not want to be rude. He managed to wiggle my email add out of me and this is what I got from him that day:

You sicko! I don't even know you and you're asking me to go visit you in your HOTEL room?! What, for some friendly chit chat? I don't care that you're the founder of some help-save-the-world enterprise if you don't even know what is and what is not appropriate. If you want someone to satisfy your sexual desires, hit Chow Kit Road or something 'cause you ain't getting anything here. Pervert.

rubbish art

2007-12-09T16:22:00.000+08:00

Rubbish Art

So, my little sis and bro came back from art class where they cut and pasted bits of newspaper, straws, and ice cream sticks on a piece of art block paper. You know, just decorating their art piece with recycled stuff. My sis (Jiazhen) came running to me to show her work.

Jiazhen: Chevonne jeh jeh, see! I do rubbish art!
Daddy: *laughs in amusement* Rubbish art ar...
Stepmom: Not rubbish art la... it's called recycled art.

Lol.

RK House - No PORK!!

2007-01-26T20:40:00.000+08:00

Honestly, i do have tons of stuff to write in my blog. Really! The only thing i don't have tons of is time!! If I'm not at college, I'm at work. If not at work, I'm dancing. If i'm not dancing, I'm doing some other important stuff like spending time with my poo or sleeping. Sigh.. Well, a friend told me to check out this clip and, well, just thought I'd share it with my blog readers. Hehe. Hope u like it. =b