Tuesday, December 23, 2008

And everything you had got destroyed.

Listening to: Beyoncé // If I Were A Boy

You decide to spend the remaining weeks alone. Alienating yourself from civilization to the best of your abilities. All that time you spend alone allows you to retrospect; to figure out what exactly it is you want out of everyone including yourself; to figure out how things could have changed so much over the past year to the point where nothing is as familiar any longer. You decide that everything's different. The old you feels like a stranger to the new individual that you have become. You no longer strive for attention. You no longer feel the need to be constantly surrounded by people. You no longer want to be accepted into the folds of society nor do you need to be reassured of your position in it. You decide that you have changed for the better. The seconds that once felt like minutes; the minutes that once felt like hours; the hours that once felt like days and the days that once felt like weeks or even months, do not exist anymore. You don't spend your days in fear or anxiety. Despite all of that, you can't help but feel as though you haven't the choice but to reluctantly tread on each day with trepidation and caution. Because the people that you once thought you knew oh-so-well seem otherwise; poles apart from who you first met or maybe it's because you've altered so much in your own way that they no longer seem to be the way they used to be to you. Then, you rediscover the ones who truly care about you and vice-versa, and the experience seems all the more poignant, Although their number is small, it does not matter. You now know who to trust, who to maintain a safe distance from and who you should keep away from altogether. Moreover, you've learned how to place your own needs before others. You've learned how important it is to take care of yourself first and not allow yourself to be manipulated at the hands of others. You've learned to be firm, to make your thoughts and emotions apparent. You've learned how to stand up for your own rights, to take what it is you deserve and nothing less. You've learned how not to be the type of human being you despise so much.

You've grown up. Your mind has finally caught up.
Tomorrow may seem like any other day but it isn't.

The prospect of spending it alone doesn't even matter anymore.
And that is how much you've evolved.

Saturday, December 13, 2008

你的眼神充满美丽带走我的心跳.

Listening to: Wang Lee Hom 王力宏// 心跳

Today, I met a great man.

I will never forget this day.




PS: GIMME LEE HOM ALBUM OUT ON 26TH KTHX.

Tuesday, December 09, 2008

I love you more and more.

Listening to: Big Bang // 거짓말 (Remix)

One month.

Sugoi neh~~~

^____^

Thursday, November 20, 2008

I'm kinda, sorta devastated.

Listening to: The sad, empty sound of nothingness reverberating from my speakers. ):

Yes. I am devastated.

My dear computer, why did you do this to me again? For the 4th time since I got you back in 2002, I've had to reformat you and lose all my precious music files yet again. Except this time, I learned my lesson and backed up most of my stuff and have only lost at least 5% of the said files. But 5% is still a lot when you have at least 7000+ songs stored in a hard drive.

WHY OH WHYYYYYYY????

*crouches in a corner completely devastated by the fact that this 6-year-old-piece-of-junk has failed me AGAIN*

On another note!
I totally spent the whole day watching Ayashi No Ceres and Devil May Cry yesterday.
From 10am to 12am.

w00t.

Is it possible to fall in love with an anime character? If it is, then I'm totally in love with Toya.



Yay Toya. :D <3

Friday, November 14, 2008

Hiding will never save me forever.

Listening to: JJ Lin // Cries In A Distance

Dealing with this on my own with only my family by my side seems to have made me stronger. I've never been more lucid. I feel so much more capable of dealing with whatever else might befall me even though I've only known for about a week.

A week sometimes seems like an eternity with the presence of exams...

I feel prepared for anything.

For hurt. For heartbreak. For other unfortunate news (which I hope will never happen. omg. knock wood knock wood). For lousy results (which I also hope will not happen, knock more wood).

I am ready for whatever fate decides to throw at me.

Now, I know who truly cares. I don't need anyone else, so BAI.

TO SISTER: 2 out of 10,000. TOTALLY OMGBBQNOWAIH! D:

Extra note: I see your mouths moving, but I can't hear you speaking. From now on, whatever you say, whisper, shout or utter, I'm not listening. Because I no longer believe in you and your lies.

Wednesday, November 05, 2008

Call it what you want, but with one touch and you’re gone.

Listening to: Epik High // Butterfly Effect

So it begins....

My hands quiver.
A cold breeze manifests itself out of nowhere, numbing my skin.

My stomach churns.
Butterflies flapping their delicate wings, creating a rush of tornadoes.

My heart palpitates.
Faster. Faster. Faster.

Fear keeps grabbing at me.
Pulling me in deeper.

9 days.
time is ticking away.

Lady Luck, if you exist, I need you.

Monday, October 27, 2008

天知道 怎么办 我们都失去了方向感

Listening to: Wang Lee Hom [王力宏] // 安全感

I've had people come up to me on many occasions, with only one question in mind:
"Why is it that whenever I see you, you nearly always have headphones on?"

Yes, it is true that my i-Pod has become a part of me. An appendage of sorts. One that I can hardly imagine myself living without now that I think about it.

Some people make it sound like a parasite. A thing that sucks away at my life force, leaving me drained and lacking the enthusiasm that I used to have.

Truth is, I am the parasite.
I have come to rely so much upon my i-Pod. For it to provide me a physical manifestation of the symphonic melodies that constantly replay themselves over and over in my head.

I am the one who drains its and brings it back to life on a daily basis.
Listen ... Charge ... Listen ... Charge ...
I am the one who manipulates it to do my bidding.
Louder ... Softer ... Next ... Previous ...

Yet, never once has it failed me.
It always comes through.
It's my safety net for whenever I feel as though the world is about to crash down or me or when I am about to lose hope in things.

Let me now make myself clear. If anyone ever asks me that question again, you know the reason:
Music is what sustains me. It is the air I breathe. It is everything to me.

And if anyone dares to question my integrity (like so many others have), to pursue it as a career, stfu and stop telling me what to do with my life. It is my decision and not yours.

"音乐对于我,就像蜜蜂看到花蜜般,有强大的吸引力。
To me, music is like when a bee sees honey, there is a remarkable attraction."
- Wang Lee Hom


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Believe me when I say that I am trying my utmost best to not sound like I am a complete asshole/bitch/prude/immature twit (which we all know is a lie, because I mean every word and I am that big of an asshole/bitch/prude/immature twit as some people have pointed out).

I am 110% glad that I am nothing like them.

At least I know how to be grateful for whatever I have in front of me.
At least I know how to be independent to a certain extent.
At least I know how much more mature I am.

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谎。全部都是谎。

滚开。

黑暗已经把我拼吞。

Sunday, October 19, 2008

Selling your soul for a bag full of purified dirt.

Listening to: Wang Lee Hom 王力宏 // China White

Things have dulled into a monotonous thump for the most part.

I do wish that I had more to say though.

But I don't. Because some things are better left unsaid.
Changes are being made that will forever divert the course of my life.

Honestly? I want that day to come sooner.

And apparently, I have a slight problem, although slight is an understatement in its own ...
Up to you to figure out what that problem is.

dearleehomilysrslymarrymeobsessedmuchifyoubotheredyouwouldknowthisistheproblem.

Friday, October 03, 2008

There is nothing to do but forget.

Listening to: Dong Bang Shin Ki [동방신기] // Kiss Shita Mama, Sayonara

A single, solitary line is always enough to say what you want to without revealing too much.

" 泣いて泣いて泣いて 忘れるしかない "

" 冷たいその手君のせいじゃない
幼き日々ほった傷抱え
誰かを愛すること恐れてるの
言葉の裏側背を向けて "

Friday, September 26, 2008

I still thought you were right here.

Listening to:Dong Bang Shin Ki [동방신기] // どうして君を好きになってしまったんだろう


Things are getting too much for me to handle.

The old familiar feeling that I can never seem to shake off.

I'm in over my head.

The only consolation that I have right now: New music.
Lee Hom. Jay Chou. DBSK.
And so far, I'm loving everything that I've heard so far.

Cherry on the sundae? Lee Hom just announced another world tour.
I'm psyched. I have to go. Again.
I must! He's like, number two on my "Best Live Acts" list!

Oh. My. God.
He has sex god hair.

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HAY THERE QT.

He's just perfect. <3
Marry me?

Is anyone even reading anymore?

No?

GOOD. YUNHO/LEE HOM PIC SPAM TIME. BYE.



I have just made myself a very happy girl.
Let us just ignore the fact that I actually sound like an extremely sad person who has nothing better to do with myself.

Oh, and I figured out that watching funny commercials cheers me up considerably. (Especially DBSK and SNSD's Haptic Anycall CF :3 )

Ok. I'm momentarily happy again. Everyone can just move along now.

Wednesday, September 17, 2008

And I just can't pull myself away.

Listening to: Ne-Yo // Closer

I'm excited.
Can you tell I'm excited??
Because I am so totally excited.

Underneath all that angst and stuff, I actually harbor a deep and dark secret:

I love boy-bands.
Especially Korean ones with killer abs, sexy dance moves and gorgeous baritone ( YUNHO ILY! ) / tenor voices.
Oh and those who are making a comeback in a couple of days. :D



I'm excited.
Can't you tell that I'm totally excited?

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By the way, I don't want to go back to college.
I still can't shake off the feeling that I made a mistake.

It's like liquid dread is pouring down my throat.
A sort of condescending fear keeps poking at me, feelings of impartiality, a different sort of unease from the one that I have been familiar with for so long.

It is, quite frankly, a horrible feeling. To be doubting yourself and all of the people around you.
But I can't help it. It's not hard to be dubious about certain individuals when you take certain matters into account.

What an irony. I thought that pursuing this particular program would give me an advantage.
Instead, it's filled me with so much incertitude and given me an even more insipid point of view since I began this course.

My faith is wearing thin. Day by day, it wavers.

Sooner or later, it just might decide to falter, pack up and leave.

I await that day with trepidation.

Sympathy is not welcome.

Saturday, September 13, 2008

Bang bang, shoot 'em up.

Listening to: Cobra Starship // The City Is At War

This holiday has not been productive. At all.

Save for the completion of the "Human", "Devil Hunter" modes in Devil May Cry 4 and the partial completion of the "Son of Sparda" mode .... FTW! TOTAL PWNAGE BY DANTE AND SANCTUS.

Someone drag my lazy ass to college and make me study, plzkthxbai.

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Moving on, this week has been a total drag. Save for Fiona's birthday party (sorry Germs!) and that stupid, stupid horror movie (remind me never to go near those ever again unless I've been given a dose of sleeping gas.)

I couldn't be arsed to update about the party. Because everyone seems to be doing so, therefore there isn't much of a point in my updating of an affair that most people are already aware of.

I'm such a lazy retard, aren't I?

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On to a much more serious topic: The 3 ISA detainees.

As the whole world already knows, Raja Petra (Editor of Malaysia Today), Terasa Kok (DAP’s Seputeh MP) and a Sin Chew reporter, were arrested under Section 73 (1) of the Internal Security Act. Something that was originally used to combat the insurgence of Communists, is now being used to silence people who make political dissent.

If the government deems whatever these three people have said or done "seditious", then why not bring them to the court of law where things can be settled fairly and logically? Detaining a person, without any explanations and even worse, without a trial is beyond m, what with the lack of evidence.

What makes this even more unbearable, is the fact that a politician who made extremely racist remarks towards an ethnic group of this country, namely the Chinese. AND when asked for an apology, says that he has done nothing wrong!

Where is the justice in this world (Up someone's ass probably)? I simply cannot comprehend as to why a racist is running around scot free while the people who make the most sense are being arrested under the ISA! Why not just charge that politician as well?

The Home Affairs Minister said in an interview with Al-Jazeera, that the ISA is meant to bring society back to one that is more mainstream.

Mainstream? Mainstream? MAINSTREAM?!
MAINSTREAM MY FOOT LAH.

What exactly IS your definition of mainstream? A society that is mainstream does not have idiot(s) who call the Chinese squatters and make us sound like we deserve squat (punpunpun! Ignore me). Instead of detaining him, he was merely given a slap on the wrist even after refusing to apologise, I cannot stop reiterating this fact, and was only suspended from UMNO for 3-years.

Furthermore, the reporter who merely relayed the news of this racist politician, is thought to be more guilty than the actual perpetrator. She's just doing her job! If Datuk Ahmad Ismail did not say all that and was oh-so-simply misquoted, then there should not be a problem with him apologizing. Instead, the opposite occurs with the reporter being arrested as though she were the one who committed a horrible crime.

Yet again, WHERE IS THE JUSTICE?!

As much as I love this country, truly I do, the internal struggles of the nation is merely dragging us all down. Every single one of us, no matter how much you want to deny it. It's high time someone stood up for the people who aren't so brave. Raja Petra is truly one of a kind. A no-holds-barred kind of man who just might be able to turn things around amongst the people.

I quote a friend, "It all starts with ourselves, as individuals that make the community that make the nation".

Any thoughts you politically apathetic non-existent readers?
COMMENT KTHX I LIKE THEM. NOT IN CBOX, IN COMMENT LINK. :D

But truly? The current political situation of this country makes me want to slap someone.

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LIKE WTF HOW STUPID CAN THEY GET?! TOTALLY DOESN'T MAKE SENSE. IDIOTS.

Such stupidity. Such utter stupidity.

Listen to this:

Home Minister Datuk Seri Syed Hamid Albar … said Tan was detained under Section 73(1) of the Act in order to ensure her safety as police intelligence indicated that there were threats to her life after she reported on Bukit Bendera division Umno chairman Datuk Ahmad Ismail’s allegedly racist remarks

We have no intention of holding a reporter as after all she was just taking notes of the comments made by a certain party that led to a public debate.

She maybe released as soon as today after police have obtained all information needed,” he said, adding that the reporter’s detention was part of the police preventive action. [The Star]

So to protect someone, you put him or her under preventive detention?

If you were so concerned with her safety, why not just send say, half a dozen policemen to protect her?

If you were so concerned with her safety, why not act on the so-called police intelligence and arrest the people who are threat to her life?

It’s not called preventive detention for nothing, innit?

Bodoh.

And here’s more kebodohan from Kodomo Lion:

Asked on the detention of Selangor senior executive councillor Teresa Kok, Syed Hamid said she was arrested due to her comments on mosques and the Azan recently.

Her comments have created public disorder and problems,” he said.

In case Botak is having trouble remembering, let me remind him that it was Khir “Tempe” Toyo who made the allegations against her — allegations that later proved to be untrue.

Teresa Kok was merely defending herself.

So why arrest her?

Arrest Tempe instead, because he was the one shit-stirring.

Bodoooh, bodoh.

THE BN GOVERNMENT has lost it’s mind. It has well and truly lost it.

It will lose the next general election hands down, no matter what happens after this.

So long, dudes, and thanks for all the laughs.

http://aisehman.org/?p=673


This country has well gone to the dogs.

Monday, September 01, 2008

Let's draw the road to our dreams on a white canvas.

Listening to: Se7en // Start Line

Back to the beginning. I need to retrace my steps. Take myself back to the day where writing used to mean everything to me.

It still does.

It's the first time I've felt so inspired in years. I feel driven to pen down the creative thoughts that used to flow so wondrously within my head. The Muse that used to reside within those corners and crevices ... it would be wonderful to say that She has returned permanently. Yet, uncertainty laces all throughout the faint threads that link themselves together to form those words that I have long coveted. This will be the first time I am writing of my own accord in years. Scribbling down the stories and fantasies that occupied my time, that drew me into worlds that would only exist in my dreams. That would have existed in another reality.

How I miss them so. How I miss the days where my thoughts flowed so freely on to paper. The days where I didn't have to wrack my brains in order to be able to do what I loved so.

I want to change all that.

Watch this piece of empty space.

Friday, August 29, 2008

Suck it up.

Listening to: Fightstar // Nerv/Seele

Okay. Here's the thing.
I am super stressed out. My eye bags have gotten at least 2 shades darker than usual. My shoulders and neck have knots in them that before this, never existed. I have consumed copious amounts of caffeine and have tainted my sacred temple by eating more than my own body weight in unhealthy food. Spending those evenings at the library slaving away over past year papers.

Yet I've never felt happier.
I get to spend time with friends. I get to play basketball at 10pm in an empty parking lot. I gained some brain cells in the process. I've been piggy-backed and have "unleashed the dragon". I get a good excuse to drink coffee at Starbucks and eat cake.

Life is gooooood. (:
Even with exams looming over my head.

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I know I'm supposed to update about my life and shit. But, I'm just so lazy.
Besides. My life isn't all that interesting.

Let me think of something funny.

....

....

....

....

No. I got nothing.

Oh. Sean the Ah Beng/Irishman and En Lin the Monkeh have been inducted into my Hall of Lame.
Funny right?! Funny right?!
En Lin says that's the lamest thing he's ever heard. :D
Yay, I have lame buddies now!!

Oh. Jia Wei and I are expert fly catchers too.
Bet you can't hit them with spoons and forks!
LOSERS.

I'm so funny that I crack myself up.

Friday, August 22, 2008

Do you feel condemned just being there?

Listening to: Brand New // Jesus Christ

Jesse Lacey has one of the most haunting voices I have ever heard.
But the thing that appeals to me most are his lyrics.

Why did I not try to listen to them earlier?
The hooks, the chorus, the bridge. The words. Especially the words.

Especially The Devil and God Are Raging Inside Me.
It’s incredible listening to this album. It's soothing yet bitter. Calming ... yet you can still feel the anger, the rage surging through Jesse's screams, his whispers and the melodic riffs.
The lyrics are just so ... artistic. Indescribable, that's what they are.
Words of a poet. A writer who has the ability to strike chords in people's hearts.

It's so painfully unbelievable to know that there's so much raw talent oozing out of an individual.

And on another musician: Andrew McMahon.
The Glass Passenger. Still waiting.
Soon soon soon.

Also, the tracks on Fightstar's Alternate Endings compilation is amazing. Their B-Sides are spot on. It's funny how a lot of Fightstar's songs are inspired by Neon Genesis Evangelion.
Gah, why are they so good?

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24 hours is not enough.

Friday, August 15, 2008

Shimmering like a penny out of reach in the subway grate.

Listening to: Brand New // Luca
Note: This is a scheduled post.

Yet another picture tag.

1. The age you will be on your next birthday.


2. A place you'd like to travel to.

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3. Your favourite place.




4. Your favourite food.






5. Your favourite pet animal.



6. Your favourite color combination.



7. Your favourite piece of clothing.


8. Your all time current favourite song.
I have way too many to be able to list it all down.

9. Your favourite TV show (currently).




10. The first name of your significant other/crush.


11. The town you live in.


12. Your first job.


13. Your dream job.


14. A bad habit you have.


15. Your worst fear.


16. The one thing you'd like to do before you die.


Fin.

I am currently missing the biggest event to hit Taylors. Unhappy. )

Yay. I didn't miss it! Thanks Seng Lee, you rock my pink socks!
*dances around*

Wednesday, August 13, 2008

I'm not moving.

Listening to: The Script // The Man Who Can't Be Moved

Going back to the corner where I first saw you
Gonna camp in my sleeping bag, I'm not gonna move
Got some words on cardboard, got your picture in my hand
saying, "If you see this girl can you tell her where I am?"

Some try to hand me money, they don't understand
I'm not broke, I'm just a broken-hearted man
I know it makes no sense but what else can I do?
How can I move on when I'm still in love with you?

'Cause if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me
and your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be
Thinkin' maybe you'll come back here to the place that we'd meet
And you'll see me waiting for you on the corner of the street
So I'm not moving, I'm not moving.

Policeman says, "Son, you can't stay here,"
I said, "There's someone I'm waiting for, if it's a day, a month, a year."
Gotta stand my ground even if it rains or snows
If she changes her mind this is the first place she will go

'Cause if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me
and your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be
Thinkin' maybe you'll come back here to the place that we'd meet
And you'll see me waiting for you on the corner of the street
So I'm not moving, I'm not moving,
I'm not moving, I'm not moving

People talk about the guy that's waiting on a girl
There are no holes in his shoes but a big hole in his world

And maybe I'll get famous as the man who can't be moved
Maybe you won't mean to, but you'll see me on the news
And you'll come running to the corner
'Cause you'll know it's just for you
I'm the man who can't be moved
I'm the man who can't be moved.

'Cause if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me
and your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be
Thinkin' maybe you'll come back here to the place that we'd meet
And you'll see me waiting for you on the corner of the street
So I'm not moving, I'm not moving,
I'm not moving, I'm not moving

Going back to the corner where I first saw you
Gonna camp in my sleeping bag, I'm not gonna move.

I swear, if anyone ever serenades me with this song, acoustically, I'll love you forever.

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edited.


I may be angry. And I may have spilled tears over this whole shenanigan.
But, it taught me a few things about myself. And about the people around me.

Last night, I did some much needed growing up.
An insight into what I've really been doing with myself for the past 3 years.
It hurts to recall everything in one day. It really does. Though it's so much more easier doing it with someone at your side.

I know that now.

So, I've decided not to stoop to your level.
If you're going to continue slagging me behind my back, so be it.

I will never sink so low. I refuse to.

PS. Thanks to SL, JW, YX & FG. I owe you big time. (:

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But then again, I wish everything were different.

Wednesday, August 06, 2008

The waking up is the hardest part.

Listening to: John Mayer // Dreaming With A Broken Heart

The familiar names. Staring back at me.
Click.
I type a greeting.
Backspace.
Close window.

The familiar numbers. Plastered on the screen.
Beep.
I press the "Dial" button.
Connecting.
Cancel.


The familiar faces. Standing a few meters away.
Smile.
I raise a hand to wave.
You turn.
Withdraw.

Another day; another game of charades.
Another day; another mask of deception and lies.
Another day; another façade.


You don't know anything.
You don't know a thing about the wars that keep raging between my heart and my head.
The carnage. The destruction. The chaos.

A never-ending battle for what is left of my sanity.

Enervated and debilitated.
I can no longer distinguish between the fine threads that separate reality from fantasy.

I'm on the verge of a nervous breakdown.
So why won't you just listen instead of constantly patronizing and condemning me?

"Filthy hypocrites, all of you are the same.
Empty vessels with your sonorous sounds,
making all that you say sound completely profane,
time to choke upon the lies that you've wound."



Blardeh hell, fucking PMS.
I still feel the same way for the first part though.

Thursday, July 31, 2008

Now she hardly recognizes herself at all.

Listening to: Ferras // Hollywood's Not America

Say hello to my flying friend.

Hello!
Fly, friend, fly!

And because my flying friend is so special, she gets special birthday post. :D

Here are some facts about my flying friend.
  • My flying friend is a narcissist. Too bad there isn't a bigger word for "narcissist", because it would suit her extremely well.
  • My theory as to why my flying friend enjoys poking holes into her ears is because she had a lumbar puncture while she was still in diapers, drinking from a bottle filled with baby formula. Strange, but true!
  • My flying friend has been my flying friend for 5 years. That's like ... 35 in dog years! Long!
  • My flying friend and I used to speak in "Ye Olde English" back in Form 3. Just for kicks. And then there were the teeny sessions ... and those conversations with God ... Whaddafeck weih, friend. Why are we so weird?
  • I love my flying friend because even through all the ups and downs, she's still my flying friend. :D
Happy Birthday, Jia Huey!
Now we go eat Carbonara and Mista Salad, yes?
Because I purposely put your name in purple. Haha.

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I had a happy for about 2 days after a certain someone came to visit.

Sadly, I ran out of happy this morning.

Thankfully, I got it back when Seng Lee bought me a
Chocotop™ ice-cream from the McDonalds™ drive-through we happened to pass by while on the way home.
Made my day, it did. Thanks. (:

Oh. And having that bowl of Maggi Mee Kari™ helped too.

Fatsville, here I come!

And here's a snail for everyone from me.

Because I'm random like that.

Monday, July 21, 2008

Swear on this knife you that you never loved me.

Listening to: National Product // Sad Excuse

Stupid bitch. Tag me again. But, I'm bored. So you're lucky!

A) People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs.
B) Tag 8 people to do this quiz & those who are tagged cannot refuse. These people must state who they were tagged by & cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by.
C) Continue this game by sending it to other people.

#1. If your lover betrayed you, what will your reaction be?
The bastard gets his balls chopped off, skewered and roasted over a fire.

#2. If you can have a dream to come true, what would it be?
To get straight A's for AS. D:

#3. What will your dream wedding be like?
On a beach.

#4. Are you confused as to what lies ahead of you?
Isn't everyone?

#5. What's your ideal lover like?
The ideal one, lah! Do you really have to know?

#6. Which is more blessed? Loving someone or being loved by someone?
Both. You can't live without doing both. & I quote Moulin Rouge, "The greatest thing you'll ever learn, is just to love and be loved in return". One of the best movie quotes EVER.

#7. How long do you intend to wait for someone you really love?
I don't know. I love so many people. Haha. I'm full of it.

#8. If the person you secretly like is already attached, what would you do?
I can't blame him. Brad Pitt is like, attached to the sexiest woman alive.

#9. Is there anything that has made you unhappy these days?
Not much, other than the fact that I'm always so greedy, lazy and am constantly being called names by a certain someone.

#10. Is being tagged fun?
No. Haha. But it's a way to pass the time when you're dreadfully bored.
Whaddaheck am I saying? I have a law test to study for and a mind map to make! What is wrong with me?!

#11. How do you see yourself in 10 years time?
Erm... Still breathing?

#12. Who are currently the most important people to you?
Family and friends. & Brad Pitt. MARRY ME.

#13. What kind of person do you think the one who tagged you is?
You are such a bitchy whore. Ell Oh Ell.

#14. Would you rather be rich and single or married but poor?
Rich and single. I'm such a miser. If you can't support me, then why should I marry you?!

#15. What's the first thing you do every morning?
Turn off the freaking alarm.

#16. Would you give all in a relationship?
I quote Cordelia from King Lear, "I will only love that person according to my bond, no more nor less."

#17. If you fall in love with 2 people simultaneously, who would you pick?
Whoever wins in a wrestling match with a sumo alligator.

#18. What type of friends do you like?
The ones that I'm hanging out with. (:

#19. What type of friends do you dislike?
The ones that I DON'T hang out with.

#20. Tag 8 people:
1. David Beckham.
2. Uncle Bob's Chicken.
3. Charlie the Unicorn.
4. The Monkey King.
5. Miss Piggy.
6. Kermit the Frog.
7. Snuffle Upagus.
8. Mickey Mouse.

I win.

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FiFi is asking me to post about happier things.

Sorry, Fi! I'm full of teen angst. Haha.
I'm not a naturally funny person.

Okay. Happy things. Think happy thoughts.
"Think of happiest things! It's the same as having wings!"

"Think of a wonderful thought, any merry little thought!
Think of Christmas, think of snow,
think of sleighbells, off you go!
Like reindeer in the snow!
You can fly! You can fly! You can fly!"

What the freak. Why am I so lame?

Random facts, anyone?
1. I bought myself new pink headphones because my black ones are busted.
2. I am really tempted to buy 2 guitars. But, I lack the funds. Still. Grr.
3. My pinky is crooked.
4. I finished my literature essay. FTW.
5. I should finish my Law mindmap.... And study....

K Bye.

Sunday, July 20, 2008

& it's warmer than when I fell in with you.

Listening to: National Product // November Night

The wind dead in whispers
Shattered thoughts with your name inside of them
And the wind, it whistles
Secretly asking you to find out

And they call you out while you know
They declined to scream out loud
Don't be opposed to breathe

The leaves are falling down around us
Secretly plotting and swift is the winter
Everything's turning brown around us
And winter

The silence that blinds us
Seconds more when it's all behind us
And the whispers will guide us
Desperately asking you to find love

And they call you out while you know
They declined to scream out loud
Don't be opposed to scream

The leaves are falling down around us
Secretly plotting and swift is the winter
Everything's turning brown around us
And winter
And it's warmer than when I fell in with you

The leaves are falling down around us
Secretly plotting and swift is the winter
Everything's turning brown around us
And winter

Cause all the leaves are falling down around us
Cause all the leaves are falling down around us

And it's warmer than when I fell in with you
It's warmer than when I fell in with you
And it's warmer than when I fell in with you
Cause it's warmer than when I fell in with you

And it's warmer than what I felt within you
It's warmer than what I felt within you

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Pride.

One of the seven sins. In fact, its the most deadliest of all.
I am a proud person. Too proud at times, in fact.
To the point where I am scorned.
By loved ones. By peers. By complete strangers.

But.... what is it that I am proud of?

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This will be the highlight of my year.
Heath Ledger in the most epic performance of his entire career.

Someone take me out to watch it. Like soon.

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Ying Xian has got me hooked on dancing.
For the past week, I've been watching video clips from So You Think You Can Dance and America's Best Dance Crew just to scrutinize and analyze every move those dancers make.

They're so...elegant and graceful to the point where it baffles me.
I never knew one could move so fluidly and smoothly.

I'd love to be able to move like them.

Tuesday, July 15, 2008

This is our fate, I'm yours.

Now playing: Jason Mraz // I'm Yours

First tag by Eng Teck.
1. At what age you wished to marry?
-When I'm ready.

2. Will you consider sexual relationships before marriage?
- No.

3. Do you smoke?
- No. & I never will. Smoking is a detestable habit.

4. What is the latest gadget that you own?
- An i-Pod Video which I oh-so-cleverly pilfered from my brother.

5. Who did you mostly text yesterday?
- No clue. I hardly text anyone nowadays.

6. How old are you and are you a virgin?
- Turning 18 and yes, I am.

7. What is the latest thing you bought with your own money?
- McDonalds Strawberry Sundae. (:

8. Chocolates, Oreo or Vanilla?
- Dark chocolate bars and vanilla ice-cream.

9. Where do you wish to get married?
- I don't think I believe in the concept. After all, why risk a divorce?
But, if I had to. I'd love a wedding at the beach. Something simple. Yes, I'm a softie and a romantic at heart.

10. How old do you think you'll be permanently owned by love?
- From the time we took our first breath.

11. How many kids do you want?
- No idea as of now. But, I'd like a boy named Caleb or Dante and a girl named Harmony.

13. Where is the latest restaurant you had dinner in?
- Dinner? Sushi Groove.

14. What is your full name?
- Yi Ming.

15. Name the latest book you bought?
- King Lear by William Shakespeare.
- Contract Law by Elliot and Quinn.

16. Do you prefer your mother or father?
- Quite frankly? My mother.

17. Do you believe in God?
- This reminds me of that song Cassie by Flyleaf.

18. Name the first person you want to meet for the first time?
- Lee Hom.

20. Do you do your own laundry?
- Sometimes.

21. The most exciting place you want to go to?
- Places that I haven't been to and am dying to see with my own eyes.

22. Hugs or Kisses?
- Hugs.

23. Single or attached?
- Contrary to "popular" belief, I am single. Not sure if I'm looking though.

24. Point out 5 things about the person who tagged you :
Eng Teck:
- Much more of a girl than I am.
- A camera whore.
- Noisy! ( Love you too. (: )
- My bitching buddy at times.
- Emo bastard. Haha. Kidding!

25. I tag :
Your face.

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Tagged by Ying Xian.
8 Things I'm passionate about :
- Music.
- Reading.
- Family & friends.
- Writing.
- Performing.
- Believe it or not, dance is something that has been appealing to me for quite awhile now. Its just that I never have the time to take those classes and it is also due to the fact that I have 2 left feet. But for now, watching the fluid movements of dancers suffices. Although, it does sound terribly appealing to be in their shoes for once....
- Movies.
- I haven't anything else. My life is pretty simple as of now.

8 Things I say or do often :
- "What the - "
- "Shut up!"
- "Oh. My. God."
- "Dear, sweet Lord."
- "What the gay?" [ stolen from Jia Wei. You seem to have rubbed off on me. Haha. ]
- "HEY!" [ note that this "hey", comes with an exclamation mark. It is not in any way, a method for me to greet a person, but rather something that spills out when I'm annoyed. ]
- This bad habit I have, I take off my shoes and sit cross-legged on the chair. It's fairly rude of me to do so in front of lecturers, but it's just so comfortable!
- According to someone I know, he always sees me with earphones plugged in my ears. So yeah, I listen to music a lot. But "a lot" is probably an understatement.

8 Things I've recently read : ( my, my. I need to pick up reading again. )
- King Lear by William Shakespeare.
- The Shakespeare Secret by J.L. Carell.
- Troy by Adele Geras.
- Plain Truth by Jodi Picoult.
- Vanishing Acts by Jodi Picoult.
- Twelfth Night by William Shakespeare.
- The Anthills Of The Savannah by Chinua Achebe.
- Contract Law by Elliot & Quinn.

8 Songs I could listen to over and over again: ( at the moment. )
- Wang Lee Hom // 此刻, 你心里想起谁? Who Are You Thinking Of At This Moment?
- Wang Lee Hom // 請留住你的腳步 Leave Your Footsteps.
- All Time Low // Remembering Sunday.
- McFly // Not Alone.
- McFly // She Falls Asleep (Part 2).
- Jason Mraz // I'm Yours.
- John Mayer // Slow Dancing In A Burning Room.
- Battle // Big Change.

8 things I've learned this year and last :
- Things change. Even if you don't want them to.
- People will always have your back even if you think that they don't.
- Life's too short. And time moves too quickly.
- It is not worth it to acknowledge people who have spit and trampled on you.
- Never expect anything from anyone. You'll just feel disappointed in the end.
- Don't put things off. It will just stress you out. A lot.
- That the Subway in front of Taylors is rather mediocre compared to the glory that is the Subway sandwich in Sunway Pyramid.
- Ramly burgers are oh. so. good.

& thus, I conclude the tags.

Saturday, July 12, 2008

Was I invading in on your secret?

Listening to: McFly // Too Close For Comfort

Quite frankly, McFly produce rather smashing tunes, despite the fact that they once wrote a song which contains a baffling reference to "cellulite dreams" and the subject's "gluteus maximus" and another that mystifyingly throws Anne Boleyn & Frankenstein into Dracula's home country and tries to extract a life metaphor from the entire thing.

But that's not the point.

The point is, McFly produce rather smashing tunes.

& Harry is fit as hell. But that's not the point either!

The point is, still, McFly produce rather smashing tunes.

Yes. Yes, they do.

This blog is in dire need of an update.

Monday, June 23, 2008

想握住你的手 這是我的祈求 請你別走.

Listening to: Wang Lee Hom // 請留住你的腳步

Listening to Lee Hom's music never fails to put a smile on my face and a song in my heart. (:

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Someone that I know, is no longer the person that I once knew.

And it breaks my heart to see them throw away their lives just like that.
Just to get wasted. High. Inebriated. A momentary fix.

I know that you didn't want me to find out.

Guess what?
I did.

You're an idiot, you know. For doing things like this to yourself and the ones who care for you.

If you're reading this and know that I'm referring to you,
you're no longer a part of my life.
Because you just never seem to make the effort to keep this friendship going.
I ask you what's wrong, you shut me out. You push me away. You tell me that I would never understand.

Well, fuck if I care.

I give up.

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Someone has been telling me that I need a so-called "best friend".
As a "back-up" of sorts. A secondary crutch. A Plan B.

How many times do I have to tell you that I do not believe in that concept?

The very idea is perplexing. To me, it appears to be a chagrin misconception.

"Best friends forever", they say.

I scoff at your inane ability to think in such a positive light.
To place the ones around you upon a pedestal. Trusting them with all your heart and soul. Baring every bit of your being to some person who claims that you're all they have and vice-versa.

There is no such thing.

The distaste I have for it.
This unpalatable, acrid emotion welling up from inside of me, rising up my throat, latching itself to the roof of my mouth.

It disgusts me. It disgusts me to know that I once believed that.
That once upon a time, the saying "best friends forever" meant the world to me.
That once upon a time, my innocence coruscated so brightly.

No more. And it has been that way for years.
The harsh, cold cruelties of reality have forced me to think otherwise.
The vigor and ardor I once had, gone with the wind.

"Close, perhaps. But never your best."
The very mantra that I have been abiding by for years.
For I live with a touch of apathy and a tinge of misanthropy.
Which is the way things should be.

Thursday, June 19, 2008

It may only be a wish away.

Listening to: Carrie Underwood // Ever Ever After

I believe that my level of boredom has surpassed that of any other.

For the past week, I have been lazing around the house like the sloth I am, doing what is absolutely necessary for survival and playing Pokémon Ruby, Okami & the first instalment of Devil May Cry.

Terribly productive, I believe.

Plus, the most exciting part of my week was going out to dinner and baking brownies with the witch and ripped-pants boy.
Trust me, things are not supposed to be that interesting with them around.
Okay. Maybe slightly amusing, but never this exciting.

God, someone just put me out of my misery.

Saturday, June 14, 2008

Don't ask me why.

Listening to: Dong Bang Shin Ki // Heart, Mind & Soul

If anyone wants to ask me about how the performance went, don't.
The guys were good, I wasn't.
Be quiet and just let me forget about it, okay?

But, I have to give props to the boys.

Thanks for putting up with a cranky, stressed-out and sick girl.
Thanks for reassuring me, getting me Panadol for my headache, bottles of water for my throat, driving me around and well....just taking care of me.
I appreciate it. (:

Just so everyone knows, my voice sounds extremely "sexy" now.
Joy to the world.

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Some things just tend to pass me by without even a passing glance.
Some things just leave me behind as it moves forward, bringing joy into the lives of others.
Some things just don't come around knocking on my door.

Why?

Am I THAT despicable? THAT obnoxious? THAT ghastly?
All that to the point where it seems practically impossible for me to have what others do.
To the point where I no longer feel as though I have any glimpse of hope left.
To the point where my faith is quickly waning, slipping further and further away into the vacuum of a black hole.

The answer has eluded me for too long. Much too long.

I want to, no, I need to know.

Why?

Friday, June 06, 2008

We are the conscience of the roads that we once walked.

Listening to: Fightstar // Our Last Common Ancestor

I have discovered that I am no longer capable of writing superficial and shallow posts.
Everything that drifts across the dips and curves inside the dome of my skull end up sounding serious and melodramatic even when I don't want it to.

Silly mass of neurons and gray matter.
Where have you hidden my imagination and wit?
Stuck behind those economical theories and points of law, no doubt.

Note to self: Stop being so serious, you party-pooper. Drama queen much?

I can't remember what the hell I wanted to write about.
Damn it.
Foiled yet again by this thing I call a brain.

*sits self down on c-box*

Think, think, think.
Ponder, ponder, ponder.
Turn, turn, turn.
Time waits for no man...blah blah blah...yadda yadda yadda.

Discuss Catherine and Rodolfo's relationship up to this point in the play with close reference to the text.
Alfieri's role as "chorus" appropriate. Mentions that the weather is cold = cold atmosphere in home between R & C.
Discuss the effects of inflation.
Affects income, brings about balance of payment deficit, causes E|R to drop.....

Statutory interpretation.
The literal rule, mischief rule and golden rule. Intrinsic & extrinsic aids may be used. Whitely v Chapell / R v Sigworth.


I blame stress.

Stop patronizing me, you insensitive witch, not that you'd read this.
I told you not to call me fat, stupid or any other insulting name you love to bestow upon me, but you just had to!
And now, karma has intervened by putting a giant hole in your pants.

Ha-ha. Ha.

You should have just worn the lab coat to the car instead of pilfering a pair of just-fits-you-nicely-shorts-that-you-borrowed-from-someone-who-lives-in-MyPlace (phew, what a mouthful). What a sight that would be. Oh, what a sight.

Double and triple ha.

I am thoroughly amused by this.
And the fact that Alialialia and I will be making an expedition to the land of Otak-otak 2 days before the Semester 1 Exam.

Fun.

Thursday, June 05, 2008

I’m nauseated by the polluted rot that’s all around.

Listening to: Linkin Park // Frgt/10 (Alchemist ft. Chali 2na)

I have decided to make a list of the 100 things that I would like to do before I die.
Watching this video influenced this decision.




Just knowing that there's so many things for a person to do before Death himself, comes knocking on your door.
It inspires me somehow.
Knowing that there's so much more to this dreary existence.
A purpose. A meaning.
It all makes sense.
Wouldn't it be wonderful to do something you've always wanted to without any inhibitions? With nothing and no one in your path to stop you?

Liberation, I say.

The best part of this mission? Helping a person to achieve their dreams after crossing off one of your own.

I'm sick of stressing. I'm sick of always trying to adhere to the normalities of society.
I'm sick of it all.

I want to live my life. It's not the time for it now, but I will do it.
I will live.

The first step is always the hardest.
Making this list will be that first step.

Now, pray tell. Would you take that first step with me?
Then again the real question should be: "What do you want to do before you die?"

Thursday, May 29, 2008

The blues will haunt you constantly.

Listening to: Alicia Keys & Frank Sinatra // Learnin' The Blues

Stress levels 1 month ago: 5%.
Stress levels 2 weeks ago: 10%.
Stress levels now: 100% + an extra 1 million %.

whaddafish I feel like stabbing myself with the closest pointy object available.
doesn't help when you're surrounded by people who have something that you don't.

rooooooaaaaaaaaarrrrrrr.

Edit
I am officially..... a nerd.
Whoo hoo!
Marcus Chong, I art nerdier than thou! Beat that!

Been slaving away over past year papers for Econs and my Law textbook for the past week.
My textbook looks like its been run over by a bus.

My brain is turning into mush as we speak.

And my hair is temporarily straight now. (:
I love. Too bad it goes away after 2 days. ):

Donate to the Help Yi Ming Straighten Her Hair Fund please.
I think I look nice with straight hair. :D

Friday, May 23, 2008

Her fiery green gown sneers at the grassy ground.

Listening to: John Mayer // Bold As Love

I was watching "Meet Joe Black" for the 298602835 time just now.
I swear to God, every time Brad Pitt appears on the screen, my heart melts.

The way he stands, the way he speaks, the way he smiles.
Just makes me want to rip off his clothes and go "RAWR!!!!"

Seriously. The sexiest man alive. Next to no one.
Now. Anyone want to join Operation Kidnap Brad Pitt?


sigh. :)

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For as long as I remember, I've always been the sort of person to cling on to another.
Like how mistletoe attaches itself to a silver birch. Living off the other's nutrients.
Sucking everything dry until there isn't any air left to breathe.

That is exactly what I do.

I don't do it on purpose though. I just can't help myself sometimes.
It's probably because of this overwhelming fear I have.
The fear of having to go through life alone.
The very thought is daunting.
It eats up every inch of me in a way that you could never imagine.

And you ask me, "Are you okay?"
No, I am not okay.
I am not okay because I find it pathetic that I have to latch on to everyone.
That I have to always look for a certain reassurance from the people around me.
To know that I am important and that I might just be able to play an influential part in a person's life.

Inferiority complex, perhaps? Low self-esteem?
I blame all of that and more.

You don't know anything about me.
So how can you say that you understand?