1. Stop telling me to gain some weight. I am NOT underweight at all. Shut up.
2. Stop trying to make me feel as though taking EL is a bad choice, because I don't regret it even if I did miss Science badly sometimes. I don't care if I might not end up with a high paying job (okay, I lied, I do care, but not to the extent that I wanted to do something that I hate just for the sake of money). Until I graduated, please stop interrogating me about what I wanna do in the future. Shut up.
3. Stop telling me what I should be wearing in order to make myself prettier. I know I am not the prettiest girl around, and I don't try to be the prettiest girl around. I am comfortable with what I am wearing. Shut up.
4. Stop drowning out my voice. I know I am a preoccupied listener, but I DO listen. Sometimes it gets tiring that I don't work my vocal cords, do you know that?
5. Stop defining me just from the surface stuff that you have seen. I am not that transparent.
Things not to be:
1. An unstoppable procastinator
2. A self-absorbed bitch
3. A money-obsessed adult
4. A superficial backstabber
5. A stupid dreamer
6. A non-substance talker
7. A smoker, a druggie or a weakling
For all the people who read my blog, this post is not directed at anyone. So no need to be "perasan".
Monday, July 28, 2008
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Developing conscience
Today's event suddenly made me realise that I have strayed away from who I used to be, the part of myself that I used to be proud of, and will always be proud of.
I have suddenly turned into a very bitchy person, that bitches about someone who I don't even hate. Just because I dislike something about that person, and so does everyone else, but that doesn't mean I should bitch about that person just because.
I had forgotten that everyone out there has his/her feelings. Everyone out there will feel hurt if he/she is being laughed at and mocked. That he/she will also feel the loneliness and the desperation to want to fit in and be cool.
I don't even know when I first began to be like this. I remember that back then I won't even bitch about someone behind his/her back. If I don't like that person, I avoid talking to him/her, and if I really need to say something, I say it to his/her face instead of bitching about him/her behind the back.
I really don't like the me that bitches about people behind their backs. I mean, today in class when Miss Nadya asked us to write something to the person we hate, I can't think of anyone, not even these few certain people that I have been bitching about with my friends recently. If I don't even dislike them that much, why do I bitch about them? A hobby? I mean, even if I did hate them, there is still no reason to bitch about other people.
I really, really don't like this me that is constantly bitching about people that, well, true, that I find them lame and pathetic, but still that is not reason enough to bitch about them.
I have suddenly turned into a very bitchy person, that bitches about someone who I don't even hate. Just because I dislike something about that person, and so does everyone else, but that doesn't mean I should bitch about that person just because.
I had forgotten that everyone out there has his/her feelings. Everyone out there will feel hurt if he/she is being laughed at and mocked. That he/she will also feel the loneliness and the desperation to want to fit in and be cool.
I don't even know when I first began to be like this. I remember that back then I won't even bitch about someone behind his/her back. If I don't like that person, I avoid talking to him/her, and if I really need to say something, I say it to his/her face instead of bitching about him/her behind the back.
I really don't like the me that bitches about people behind their backs. I mean, today in class when Miss Nadya asked us to write something to the person we hate, I can't think of anyone, not even these few certain people that I have been bitching about with my friends recently. If I don't even dislike them that much, why do I bitch about them? A hobby? I mean, even if I did hate them, there is still no reason to bitch about other people.
I really, really don't like this me that is constantly bitching about people that, well, true, that I find them lame and pathetic, but still that is not reason enough to bitch about them.
Monday, July 21, 2008
The worst war in the history
I'm supposed to be doing my bloody Moral assignment, even if I'm not I should be doing my Academic Writing assignment, and not blogging (obviously!), but since my BM is officially almost non existance in my lexicon, and the procastinator that I am will happily postpone my AW assignment till I finish my Moral, so here I am.
So yesterday I went to 1U to watch movies with my friends. Let me take this chance to voice out how much I hate going to the mall on weekends. The mall was packed, AND I had to queue for half an hour to get movie tickets. Sheesh... And guess what? The movie was SO not worth the wait and the 10 bucks.
The movie is called "War of the Dragons". From the summary taken from GSC website, it sounded quite interesting. It was based on a Korean legend, where two serpents, a good and a bad one fight for something that is gonna let them have a chance to turn into a dragon and ascend to heaven. Yeah well, the plot of the movie is actually quite okay, but I have no idea how the movie actually turned out to be so lame and stupid. And quoting Boo Boo, "Now we know not to watch a movie directed by a Korean." Sweat.
Anyways... the storyline progressed horribly. The part where there should be suspence, the director rushed through it. The part where there shouldn't be so much lingering, the director made the part dragged out for so long that we were thinking, "What the heck is wrong with this movie?!?!" And the fighting scenes were lame also. They were so lame that it made us wonder how can fighting scenes actually be lame! I mean, show lar some variety when it comes to the fighting scenes. We get bored, you know, from watching the helicoptors smashed into the flying reptiles over and over again, or the reptiles being shot by missiles, OVER AND OVER AGAIN! Sheesh....
Oh, and what about the "best" part of this whole thing? After coming back from the movie, I complained to Mummy (aka Bernard) about wasting my 10 bucks watching a horrible movie, and he told me that that movie was out last year!!! WHAT THE HELL!! And it still costed us 10 bucks? Oh man... Seriously lar, kena tipu already. Sadness....
But oh well, ignoring the horrible movie, I had a good time with my friends, though my wallet is now considerably lighter what with all the good food we ate, which of course, costed us quite some spending. Shopping was a failed attempt as the shirt I fell in love with made me look fat, and the others, well, they are nice to look at but I doubt I will actually wear them often if I did buy them.
So now that I'm done complaining, I should get back to my work. Hopefully "The Dark Knight" is as awesome as Mummy said, if not, the lameness of the stupid D-war movie is going to haunt me for the weeks that I'm stuck in the house doing nothing but assignments. Arghhhhhhhh!
So yesterday I went to 1U to watch movies with my friends. Let me take this chance to voice out how much I hate going to the mall on weekends. The mall was packed, AND I had to queue for half an hour to get movie tickets. Sheesh... And guess what? The movie was SO not worth the wait and the 10 bucks.
The movie is called "War of the Dragons". From the summary taken from GSC website, it sounded quite interesting. It was based on a Korean legend, where two serpents, a good and a bad one fight for something that is gonna let them have a chance to turn into a dragon and ascend to heaven. Yeah well, the plot of the movie is actually quite okay, but I have no idea how the movie actually turned out to be so lame and stupid. And quoting Boo Boo, "Now we know not to watch a movie directed by a Korean." Sweat.
Anyways... the storyline progressed horribly. The part where there should be suspence, the director rushed through it. The part where there shouldn't be so much lingering, the director made the part dragged out for so long that we were thinking, "What the heck is wrong with this movie?!?!" And the fighting scenes were lame also. They were so lame that it made us wonder how can fighting scenes actually be lame! I mean, show lar some variety when it comes to the fighting scenes. We get bored, you know, from watching the helicoptors smashed into the flying reptiles over and over again, or the reptiles being shot by missiles, OVER AND OVER AGAIN! Sheesh....
Oh, and what about the "best" part of this whole thing? After coming back from the movie, I complained to Mummy (aka Bernard) about wasting my 10 bucks watching a horrible movie, and he told me that that movie was out last year!!! WHAT THE HELL!! And it still costed us 10 bucks? Oh man... Seriously lar, kena tipu already. Sadness....
But oh well, ignoring the horrible movie, I had a good time with my friends, though my wallet is now considerably lighter what with all the good food we ate, which of course, costed us quite some spending. Shopping was a failed attempt as the shirt I fell in love with made me look fat, and the others, well, they are nice to look at but I doubt I will actually wear them often if I did buy them.
So now that I'm done complaining, I should get back to my work. Hopefully "The Dark Knight" is as awesome as Mummy said, if not, the lameness of the stupid D-war movie is going to haunt me for the weeks that I'm stuck in the house doing nothing but assignments. Arghhhhhhhh!
Monday, July 14, 2008
The accident and chocolate cakes
Just when I have decided to let go, and move on, and enjoy the moment, something JUST have to happen to dampen the day before my birthday.
This is actually the first time I had an accident, though I had quite a few almost accidents. Those a few scratches here and there kind of accident. Not those accidents that actually required you to report to the police.
Thankfully, both the other driver and I are unharmed. Unfortunately, my mum's car did not survive the crash. It was a pretty bad crash, the mechanic estimated around 3k of repairing, the front part was totally off now, and the right light, well, there was no light anymore after the crash.
Okay, the story is like this. I was behind two cars at the junction waiting to go. I was so busy looking at the oncoming car that when I saw the first car go, I assumed that the second car would follow as there was no car coming. Sadly to say, the second car did not follow, hence the crash.
The other car escaped with only a minor busted back light. If only I could say the same for my mum's car. In the end, mum and the other driver went to make police report in order to claim the cost of repairing car from the insurance company. The reason why I was not the one reporting is because I had a bus ride to catch to come back to PJ. Even the bus ride was not as smooth as I want because the driver was driving soooooooooooooo very slow and it turned out to be a four hours journey instead.
And you know what's the freakist part of the whole accident? Nobody yelled or screamed or scolded me at all. Not the driver that I crashed into. He just smiled when I apologised and asked him to wait for my parents to settle the crash. My mum gave me a hug the moment she came and asked me if I am okay, even if I kept telling her the car is not okay. And dad didn't scold me either, no grounding, no allowance deduction, no banning me from driving. Nothing at all! And all the while I was so freaked out that I felt like crying despite everyone telling me that it was okay and any driver will one time or another experienced a car accident.
But anyways, I got ambushed by my friends with two chocolate cakes for my 20th birthday. One was from three days ago, when I went out to "yam cha" with my beloved Joy and Kang, and since I bumped into another old friend, Leng Choo, I invited her and the three of them surprised me with a cake when we were halfway through drinking. Well, technically Miss Kang was looking for "new and improved socks", so she went MIA until Joy called her back.
And about half an hour ago, the housemates ambushed me with another chocolate cake. It was kinda funny how I just walked right past Zaza who was holding the cake out for me. It didn't exactly register in my mind that she was holding a cake until I walked right past it. Lol.
So the usual singing went on, and the tradition of K3E started. The deeply embedded candle in the cake that needed to be taken out with the birthday girl, using only her mouth. No prize for those who guessed what happened. I got my chin and nose smeared with chocolate and cream, thanks to Sushi Toh. Oh, and my eye too.
Well, both cakes were delicious, and I love them. I got Dante's Inferno from Zaza, Meme, Sal, Yeunouh, Shelmi, Pei Ling AND Lynda Leong. Been eyeing that book for quite some time, though now that I have it, it probably is going to take me forever to finish it. Lol.
Other than the book, despite the accident that would have costed my parents quite some money if it wasn't for the insurance company, my mum still gave me a bracelet for my birthday.
In the end, I only have this to say to myself. "About bloody time you come to some understanding and realisation, you bloody idiot." But that was for me. I'm incredibly happy that this year my birthday will still be the same as every other year yet at the same time it will be different. Thank God for my friends and family.
This is actually the first time I had an accident, though I had quite a few almost accidents. Those a few scratches here and there kind of accident. Not those accidents that actually required you to report to the police.
Thankfully, both the other driver and I are unharmed. Unfortunately, my mum's car did not survive the crash. It was a pretty bad crash, the mechanic estimated around 3k of repairing, the front part was totally off now, and the right light, well, there was no light anymore after the crash.
Okay, the story is like this. I was behind two cars at the junction waiting to go. I was so busy looking at the oncoming car that when I saw the first car go, I assumed that the second car would follow as there was no car coming. Sadly to say, the second car did not follow, hence the crash.
The other car escaped with only a minor busted back light. If only I could say the same for my mum's car. In the end, mum and the other driver went to make police report in order to claim the cost of repairing car from the insurance company. The reason why I was not the one reporting is because I had a bus ride to catch to come back to PJ. Even the bus ride was not as smooth as I want because the driver was driving soooooooooooooo very slow and it turned out to be a four hours journey instead.
And you know what's the freakist part of the whole accident? Nobody yelled or screamed or scolded me at all. Not the driver that I crashed into. He just smiled when I apologised and asked him to wait for my parents to settle the crash. My mum gave me a hug the moment she came and asked me if I am okay, even if I kept telling her the car is not okay. And dad didn't scold me either, no grounding, no allowance deduction, no banning me from driving. Nothing at all! And all the while I was so freaked out that I felt like crying despite everyone telling me that it was okay and any driver will one time or another experienced a car accident.
But anyways, I got ambushed by my friends with two chocolate cakes for my 20th birthday. One was from three days ago, when I went out to "yam cha" with my beloved Joy and Kang, and since I bumped into another old friend, Leng Choo, I invited her and the three of them surprised me with a cake when we were halfway through drinking. Well, technically Miss Kang was looking for "new and improved socks", so she went MIA until Joy called her back.
And about half an hour ago, the housemates ambushed me with another chocolate cake. It was kinda funny how I just walked right past Zaza who was holding the cake out for me. It didn't exactly register in my mind that she was holding a cake until I walked right past it. Lol.
So the usual singing went on, and the tradition of K3E started. The deeply embedded candle in the cake that needed to be taken out with the birthday girl, using only her mouth. No prize for those who guessed what happened. I got my chin and nose smeared with chocolate and cream, thanks to Sushi Toh. Oh, and my eye too.
Well, both cakes were delicious, and I love them. I got Dante's Inferno from Zaza, Meme, Sal, Yeunouh, Shelmi, Pei Ling AND Lynda Leong. Been eyeing that book for quite some time, though now that I have it, it probably is going to take me forever to finish it. Lol.
Other than the book, despite the accident that would have costed my parents quite some money if it wasn't for the insurance company, my mum still gave me a bracelet for my birthday.
In the end, I only have this to say to myself. "About bloody time you come to some understanding and realisation, you bloody idiot." But that was for me. I'm incredibly happy that this year my birthday will still be the same as every other year yet at the same time it will be different. Thank God for my friends and family.
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
The malfunctioning left hemisphere
Okay... I have subconsciously realised this, but it was not until last Friday when I attended a (sorta) live accoustic concert at Jaya One that it finally hit me.
And now, early morning, and I miss PCD's new song, perhaps you have heard it, or not, but it's called "When I grow up". I know... the tune is catchy, sorry for falling for catchy songs, dude! And the lyrics, unfortunately, but not unpredictably, are not very stimulating for the brain growth.
Anyways, here's the story. On Friday night, I was listening to the local artists singing, and I realised that I can't comprehend what they are singing! Gosh... It's not like I don't understand the words, it's just that I'm so used to listening to songs without registering the lyrics that I no longer have the ability to string the words together to make a coherent idea about what the song is about.
So what does that have to do with PCD's new song? Well, there is this part where they sing "I wanna be a star, I wanna have groupies" The thing is, I couldn't catch whether they are singing "groupies" or "boobies"!!! And I'm not the only one. People posted comments on the video asking that also. And it's not so weird because basically it seems that boobs are getting very important when it comes to showbiz.
See what happens when I try to use my left hemisphere?!?! Not that there are many songs out there that are going to feed your need to feel intelligent.
Conclusion, Jojo no longer uses her left hemisphere when listening to songs. All she needs now to take a liking to any songs is her right hemisphere. Now if you will excuse me, I think I will go abandon my left hemisphere some more.
And now, early morning, and I miss PCD's new song, perhaps you have heard it, or not, but it's called "When I grow up". I know... the tune is catchy, sorry for falling for catchy songs, dude! And the lyrics, unfortunately, but not unpredictably, are not very stimulating for the brain growth.
Anyways, here's the story. On Friday night, I was listening to the local artists singing, and I realised that I can't comprehend what they are singing! Gosh... It's not like I don't understand the words, it's just that I'm so used to listening to songs without registering the lyrics that I no longer have the ability to string the words together to make a coherent idea about what the song is about.
So what does that have to do with PCD's new song? Well, there is this part where they sing "I wanna be a star, I wanna have groupies" The thing is, I couldn't catch whether they are singing "groupies" or "boobies"!!! And I'm not the only one. People posted comments on the video asking that also. And it's not so weird because basically it seems that boobs are getting very important when it comes to showbiz.
See what happens when I try to use my left hemisphere?!?! Not that there are many songs out there that are going to feed your need to feel intelligent.
Conclusion, Jojo no longer uses her left hemisphere when listening to songs. All she needs now to take a liking to any songs is her right hemisphere. Now if you will excuse me, I think I will go abandon my left hemisphere some more.
Sunday, July 6, 2008
Sigh....
Because of my own procastination, and also lack of attention, I failed to see that it's already week 7 and it's the time when I am supposed to be panicking because assignments are piling up and quizzes are popping up in every corner.
And knowing this, I still failed to start working on any assignment. Proof is, I spent the whole day doing nothing except watch anime, read manga and online fiction, and sleep.
And knowing this, I still failed to start working on any assignment. Proof is, I spent the whole day doing nothing except watch anime, read manga and online fiction, and sleep.
Wednesday, July 2, 2008
Contented
Good lunch + good movie + good company = a happy and contented day
First and foremost, HAPPY BIRTHDAY, BOO BOO! Now you are officially older, so, how does it feel that your age NO longer begins with a one? Muahaha!
Lunch = sushi at Sushi Zanmai@Gardens. The price is okay, the kind of price you expect to pay for sushi, and the service, well, a little lacking, but I don't blame them as it was full house. The sushi looks more creative than the ones you usually see in Sushi King, but not so creative that you don't recognise them.
Movie = the Incredible Hulk. I guess Boo and I must have looked like a couple, or else why would the ticket seller wants to hook us up in couple seats, sort of? But the movie turned out to be surprisingly good, well, could be because I have no expectation for it, therefore no disappointment to get.
Company = the honorable birthday girl! People, let's all hold hands and sing a loud, cheerful Happy Birthday song for her! It's always good to hang out with my old friends (old as in not new, not age-wise). After the long postponed date, finally we managed to catch up and I fill her in with tembak-able facts about our beloved Miss Kang. Muahaha!
After that, we sorta wondered around aimlessly for a short while before trapping ourselves in MPH. Too many books in there that need to be loved and owned by me, not enough money to buy, unfortunately.
Last but not least, me finally get me lazy ass moving to check out the laptop that I feel like buying, after sekian lama complaining about this old one. And yes, this time when I say old it's memang old, as in ancient.
First and foremost, HAPPY BIRTHDAY, BOO BOO! Now you are officially older, so, how does it feel that your age NO longer begins with a one? Muahaha!
Lunch = sushi at Sushi Zanmai@Gardens. The price is okay, the kind of price you expect to pay for sushi, and the service, well, a little lacking, but I don't blame them as it was full house. The sushi looks more creative than the ones you usually see in Sushi King, but not so creative that you don't recognise them.
Movie = the Incredible Hulk. I guess Boo and I must have looked like a couple, or else why would the ticket seller wants to hook us up in couple seats, sort of? But the movie turned out to be surprisingly good, well, could be because I have no expectation for it, therefore no disappointment to get.
Company = the honorable birthday girl! People, let's all hold hands and sing a loud, cheerful Happy Birthday song for her! It's always good to hang out with my old friends (old as in not new, not age-wise). After the long postponed date, finally we managed to catch up and I fill her in with tembak-able facts about our beloved Miss Kang. Muahaha!
After that, we sorta wondered around aimlessly for a short while before trapping ourselves in MPH. Too many books in there that need to be loved and owned by me, not enough money to buy, unfortunately.
Last but not least, me finally get me lazy ass moving to check out the laptop that I feel like buying, after sekian lama complaining about this old one. And yes, this time when I say old it's memang old, as in ancient.
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