i just had a hell of a day.

for the first time, it felt as if i was from gheyland and not the island. i actually spent 10 hours in total at that place and drove around as if i knew the place at the back of my fingertips. (maybe a little laa) i give myself some credit for being able to actually make my way to sunway from inderawasih without any help. so this is what my day summed up to:

• sunway damn boring to jalan. though i heard those departmental stores crying for my attention, i didnt find anything to my liking =/
  
• all segafredo franchises should like seriously stock up on their tomatoes! if you dont have 'em, dont put it in your menu! at least let your customers know what's available and what's not to avoid disappointing them and put them into another dilemma in deciding what to order again. one more time they tell me that they are out of tomato tonic, i'm going to go to the market, get a tonne of over-ripe tomatoes and have a La Tomatina with all the segafredo franchises in penang.
  
• Guinness has got this sourish weird malt taste to it. not bitter, but SOUR like malt really gone bad. lols and mind you, my taste buds are perfectly fine.
  
• gheyland's got pretty much some nice food and the duck egg fried koay teow in BM (Bukit Mertajam) is da bomb! the smell of it is just.. mmm yumms~! cant wait for the next time there again. heck, cant wait for food trail!
  
• the bridge's so much pweetier at night. pweety street lights all lined up in rows while overlooking the other pweety lights from the island and gheyland. *hearts* i cant even remember when was the last time i traveled across the bridge during the night.
  

on another note, i might have drowned earlier tonight? yes, i love the water and might want my ashes to be spread out in the sea as well, but i dont think i actually had drowning in the 15ft end of a swimming club pool in mind.. i've been helping dad out at his pool lessons, taking over some of his classes when he's got too many students to handle in one night, for a few years now. but tonight's lesson was by far the most challenging, one which puts all my years of experience to test. to cut the story short, the worse case scenario? it's either the fella ends up on the surface like what he wants BUT with a punctured lung or i drown. meh.

while we're at this topic, bare with some of my rants which i've put some thought and observation at for quite some time now. scuba diving isnt a sport or an activity which u seek glamour from learning it. it's not about how many dives and how deep you've gone or where you've dove before. it also isnt about feeling more superior just cos you've had your hand in a sport which not everyone has the chance to experience. yes, i admit it's an expensive sport but so what? it's not for you to show off. and now with cheap and fast courses the other commercialised diving school are offering (which i shall not mention in detail here), every tom, dick and harry can "proudly" say that, "i can scuba dive". i can feel and sense that it's starting to become what i would call, "overrated". the way how i dont like it with the iPhones (will touch on that another day). i do see people around who boast that they can dive but they dont even know nuts about appreciating the underwater world. do you even know how to take care of your gear or nottt?? do you even know how to set up your tank properly or nottt?? no righttt?? then shhhuutttuppp.

on an even random note, i miss our quartet i miss our quartet i miss our quartet. i saw ming and yan's vid recording of 'more than words' for sonia darling's birthday. sweeet =) and oh! i found videos from sookie's camera of the english week back in form5 - our drama, singing and the stupid things we did at the hall after the event. sadly, sookie's digital camera back then didnt come with the voice recording so the vids i have are like the ones of charlie chaplin's films. sigh. i miss singing with the girls like SO much! how we would work on the songs together and practice for over a million gazillion times just to perfect it! =) we so need to get together and make a comeback! lol

look what i dug up!

us performing at Vanilla's Place during the French Arts Festival, 2004.♥

the things which i confuse myself with

1. whether i'm considered an asian or not.
   - i'm suppose to be Chinese so i should be able to know how to read, write and speak in the chinese language. but apparently, i've only mastered an insignificant fragment of it. besides that, asian girls are generally known to be short and petite, which i'm not. though the younger generations have outgrown that stereotype and are now lanky and thin, but again, i'm not. so hence, the confused asian i am.


2. whether i'm a sucker for romance making me no different from the general delusional female population.
   -yes, i'm referring to the twilight saga. isnt it normal for girls to go all soft and melt-y NOT at the sight of Robert Patz or Taylor Lutner's hot bod in the second movie, New Moon, but the actual gist of how romantic the storyline is? i actually "melt" and put myself into that delusional state as i read those books. i understand how different reality can be from what that is portrayed in twilight. so okay, let's set aside vampires, werewolves and all, being more realistic. take P.S. I Love You instead, i cried like hell watching that movie. but i doubt anything can even possibly be planned that perfectly in real life. the thoughtfulness and sweetness of a guy was shown to be at that top maximum level, which is of course to me, non-existent in reality. ahh Gerald Butler.. me loikey his irishh accent! so, delusional or not?


3. being 6659.52 kilometers away or being distant in another way?
   - pei pei darling said it's unofficial. wtf. and made a decision for me. =S har. i dont get it hence, the confusion. i dont want to think about it but i keep confusing myself with it. meh.

basically, i'm confusing myself with unnecessary non-substantial stuff.

period.

i think i dont wanna grow up

as i get older, i learn to view a lot of things in a different perspective. i start to notice more on the small details in life; how much i'm blessed on a daily basis, how much my dearest parents shower me with unconditional love even when i'm already nearly the age of 23! i will always be their little amy girl in their eyes. while as much as brother dearest rarely shows that he cares, deep down he still does. some things doesnt need to be said upfront. amy's thankful because she nearly always gets what she wants =) NOTE: it's because amy dont always ask for stuff. i may be spoilt as the youngest child in a way but i'm certainly not a brat! =P

daddy's been very lenient and understanding for quite some time now. i guess as much as he has always wanted his amy girl to be a tough cookie, he realised that she's still vulnerable in being hurt and helpless. one thing i learned is that parents know best. they will always be there to guide and support you without a doubt, in which i'm glad that i could, like how facebook puts it, "re-connect with" my parents. ♥

the past few days spent back home had been great! brings back so much childhood memories on how i would just sit and stare at the tv while bro plays his PS for hours, pestering korkor day in day out, to get me stuff *grin*, doing stupid lame things and running around the house screaming like a brat... (ok, maybe this is whee bit exaggerated. i've toned down a lot and well, you all get what i mean.. lol) all in all, the princess is glad she's finally back home for good, for now.

on a random discussion, does anyone have any idea on how to differentiate local chinese girls with those from China? any particular facial structure or features that actually defines if one is from China or not? i know this may be stereotyping and the local chinese here in Malaysia are somewhat originated from China, but it is still differentiate-able right? i've been mistaken as a korean for a couple of times before. okay la.. i understand the small eyed, flat long face of the koreans which i have.. but recently, it's CHINA. *rolls eyes* China? i've been mistaken as a China girl not once, but TWICE! with AND without makeup. meh. is that suppose to be a compliment? cos i find it more of an insult. sad to say, i can only relate the China girls here as those who contribute to the service sector of a country's Gross National Product (GNP), which apparently is not recognised here in Malaysia. in non-economical terms, prostitutes. mind me for stereotyping again but generally, majority of them here are. now this is even more depressing. cos now i'm classified, slutty. sigh. =( i should start starving myself so that my flat long face becomes prominent again. haha

the China girl says hi.

time to unpack the box

cos i cannot deny my love for soft fury huggables.

♥
i want tatty teddy.

*squeals*

i just came across a short clip of a french bulldog puppy which was on its back and couldnt get back up no matter how many times it tried rocking itself from side to side.. tee hee hee (it's posted on my fb wall) pitiful in a way but, so dang adorable!! which suddenly made me miss Bubu so much!

i'll see you soon! =))) ♥

this is ridiculous!

what is happening la wei. okay, so it's the study week and i'm cutting myself some slack, allowing myself to fall asleep like, 3-4 times throughout the day while studying. but waking up from every nap with dreams that revolve only around one particular subject is, stewpit. i rather dream about anything regarding my finals but noOOo. meh. talk about taking naps for a fresher mind. pfftt.

i dont know how to judge, i dont understand why. anyone with rational explanations to all this? bah.

tax my ass.

i have not the slightest idea on what my taxation subject is about. i blame the overly comfortable environment of the classroom which made me space out all too many a times throughout the semester. shit. furthermore this particular lecturer is notoriously known to fail or how students would put it, "kill" by the bulk! though i did escape with a quite satisfactory grade from him on my welfare paper a few semester back, i cannot afford to screw this one up! meh.

but in any case, i had my trip to the seaside. satisfied =)

managed to catch the sunset!

the sun and breeze feels, mm-goooood~!

suddenly, the whole world is interested. interesting.

toodles.

Justin Bieber ft. Sean Kingston - Eenie Meanie

Eenie meenie miney mo
Catch a bad chick by her toe
If she holla’ (if, if, if she holla) let her go

Shes indecisive
She can’t decide
She keeps on lookin’
From left to right

Girl, c’mon get closer
Look in my eyes
Searchin’ is so wrong
I’m Mr. Right

You seem like the type
To love em’ and leave em’
And disappear right after this song.
So give me the night
To show you, hold you
Don’t leave me out here dancin’ alone

You can’t make up your mind, mind, mind, mind, mind
Please don’t waste my time, time, time, time, time
I’m not tryin’ to rewind, wind, wind, wind, wind
I wish our hearts could come together as one

Cause shorty is a eenie meenie miney mo lova’
Shorty is a eenie meenie miney mo lova’
Shorty is a eenie meenie miney mo lova’
Shorty is a eenie meenie miney mo lova’

Let me show you what your missin’
Paradise
With me you’re winning girl
You don’t have to roll the dice
Tell me what you’re really here for
Them other guys?
I can see right through ya’

You seem like the type
To love em’ and leave em’
And disappear right after the song.
So give me the night
To show you, hold you
Don’t leave me out here dancin’ alone

Can’t make up your mind
Please don’t waste my time
Not tryin’ to rewind
I wish our hearts could come together as one

=S

i want to just laze by the seaside till the whee hours of the morning, EVERY NIGHT.

like how juls put it, the freedom to just enjoy life.

free from obligations, free from stress, free from worries, just plain relaxation.

i.so.need.that.

A Walk To Remember

Love is patient, love is kind.
It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.
It is not rude, it is not self-seeking.
It is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs.
Love does not delight in evil, but rejoices with the truth.
It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
Love never fails.

I Corinthians 13:4-8

there is always a first for everything.
the first time feeling butterflies in your stomach while your heart skips a beat,
the first time having the urge to tell a particular person every single detail of your adventurous days,
the first time looking forward to each and every encounter,
the first strong attraction you have ever felt towards a particular person,
the first time to slow dance,
the first time receiving flowers,
the first time to utter those 3 words as to having your first kiss,
the first time being loved by a particular person, showering you with attention,
the first time wanting and enjoying every single second being in a particular person's presence,
the first time spending all your time creating tonnes of memories which became part of your life with a particular person,
the first time just revolving your world around a particular person.

that, was my first love.


God has a grander plan.

now where's my second mr. right-for-now-till-it-is-proved-otherwise? =)

O.o"

after all these years, it's now my turn to go through the 'freak magnet' phase. yes, nian, ann and shuen, it's time to laugh and be amazed with my story. lols

"hey i'll b goin off9 once dis msg is sent,i jus wish 2 say sorry coz was disturbin u since i start talkin to u..juz to tell u sumthin..i had a crush on u since high school..bt u was wif him bac thn..so i dun hv da guts 2 say...bt since i noe u not wif him nimore..i was hopin 2 noe u btr..but i guess i was wrong wif my actions..i felt lik i'm botherin u...bt gotta tell u dis...luv ya so much bb baby"

oh mee gawd.. it seriously just gives me goosebumps. there's more but this is the worse. let's hope this is the first and last one. i dont wanna be a permanent freak magnet! *shivers* eww.. lols



06/04/2010

*gasp* i'm somewhat being stalked. @.@ H-E-L-P.

A Yearly Affair

you know it's that time of the year when daddy brings out the precious XO Cognac and when we suddenly constitute to that percentage of the society that brings abundance of revenue to the BAT. it's the all soul's day, or how the chinese would call it, "cheng meng" or called differently depending on the certain dialects. a morning of preparations, burning of josstick and 'golden papers' and the hustle bustle of the jam. the only day in the year when u pay ur respects to the dead at their graves.

i can still remember those days with my great grandmother. she took good care of my brother and i each time mummy and daddy were out working even at the age of 70 over. i remember clearly waking up everyday to a cup of milo or a bowl of cereals set ready on the table throughout kindy and primary school. she always made sure we had something in our tummys before heading to school. she'd put on ours socks while we have our breakfast, and made sure my brother had 4 shiny gold coins of RM1 while i had 3 to go to school with, like little princes and princesses. yes, i must say i was very very blessed to actually go to school with RM3 for pocket money, thanks to daddy, mummy and great grannie dearest. i used to head right into her room every time i got home from school. nosing into what she was doing and playing with her rocking chair. she was the one i'd complain to, (yes, i'm full of complaints, even back when i was a little kid. lol) she was also the one who puts me to sleep during those nights when mummy had night shifts and daddy was out teaching or on diving trips. i'm thankful to actually have memories with the best great grannie ever though i didnt had the chance to meet great granpa. =) it has been 14 years now, please continue to watch over us from above alright? ♥

great grannie & yours truly

spontaneous & random

i'll let the pictures do the talking.

so basically, i had a short getaway. damn tiring, but worth it though it was a really seriously spontaneous one. everything was planned and confirmed in 4 days time. i ate my stomach out, walked my legs out, talked my mouth out and enjoyed my heart out. me likey =)

looking forward to more random trips like this!

i dont know how things are going to be

i dont know what will happen in between

i dont know if it's real or not

i dont know if it's right or wrong

but all i know for now is,

i.miss.u.=)