He strikes hard as his sword 'clinks' against his heavy armour. A mixture of bloodsweattearsmightandanger. He battles on - every last feint of strength soaring through his veins.
His legs weary. His stomach gripping. His lips parched.
Night and day. No rest for the wanted. No rest for the weak.
Suddenly, a gush of blood stains the sand below his feet. A soaring pain shoots across his belly like a saw to a tree. Like waking up before the ending of a happy dream. Like losing a 100m race by a millisecond.
He turns around and falls to the ground only to catch a glimpse of his prosecutor. He fought hard to resist only to fall and catch his last breath.
Twas the end of his 50 year reign. His body is weak but his mind is gold.
Tuesday, May 31, 2011
Thursday, February 24, 2011
Nervosa
She looked in the mirror and proceedes to turn away from the mere shame and disregard for herself and her flesh and blood. Tears streamed incessantly. Mind spaced out and foggy. Her abdomen - cramped with hunger.
To her, an imperfect body reflects an imperfect person. Perfection in her eyes was an imperfection of the norm. Bones framed her tiny build. Slight, some people might say. She looks out of the window. The cold, damp weather - unkind and overbearing. Like the torrentious draft of wind that shudders her down to the bone.
Tired and weary. Emaciated and Pulverised.
10 years passed. Slowly.
The battle was gradually and then suddenly lifted. Like a sharp piercing bolt of light through the darkest nights.
It finally occured to her.
As the facade she clung onto wittled away, she gathered steam and reached out for help.
All that's left now is a scarred face..
To her, an imperfect body reflects an imperfect person. Perfection in her eyes was an imperfection of the norm. Bones framed her tiny build. Slight, some people might say. She looks out of the window. The cold, damp weather - unkind and overbearing. Like the torrentious draft of wind that shudders her down to the bone.
Tired and weary. Emaciated and Pulverised.
10 years passed. Slowly.
The battle was gradually and then suddenly lifted. Like a sharp piercing bolt of light through the darkest nights.
It finally occured to her.
As the facade she clung onto wittled away, she gathered steam and reached out for help.
All that's left now is a scarred face..
Saturday, February 19, 2011
Maybe..
He spoke and looked back into his exorbitant, unconscionable past only to recover the inexplicable ways of torment and gross surreality. His mind loose and weary from that final anticipatory hit. Brown, his friends called it. He clenches his fist and holds his head in his hand, hard.
Across, a mere acquaintance captivated and stunned with empathy and compassion. Bleeding into the fixation of these horrifying events. Events, un-erasable, brutal to say the least. His stepfather.
Young as he was, threatened to silence.
Maybe his mother was to blame in all of this. Maybe his father should have stuck by. Maybe his brother deserved less to never have left home. Maybe his guts failed him when it mattered the most.
Maybe he was just a number in all of this and time was up. Destiny had been unfair to him.
He cracked and tore himself up. Memories of unprecedented neglect and deprivation. Feeble in pride. Unfortunately, too proud at heart. A huge bump in the road will slowly be mended. Therapy and de-abandonment for shovels and sticks. A spark of faith.
The battle, not won yet but is due, in time.
The words 'candor dat viribus alas' echoed in his head.
Sincerity gives wings to strength.. Strength gives wings to courage.
Lose the number.
Across, a mere acquaintance captivated and stunned with empathy and compassion. Bleeding into the fixation of these horrifying events. Events, un-erasable, brutal to say the least. His stepfather.
Young as he was, threatened to silence.
Maybe his mother was to blame in all of this. Maybe his father should have stuck by. Maybe his brother deserved less to never have left home. Maybe his guts failed him when it mattered the most.
Maybe he was just a number in all of this and time was up. Destiny had been unfair to him.
He cracked and tore himself up. Memories of unprecedented neglect and deprivation. Feeble in pride. Unfortunately, too proud at heart. A huge bump in the road will slowly be mended. Therapy and de-abandonment for shovels and sticks. A spark of faith.
The battle, not won yet but is due, in time.
The words 'candor dat viribus alas' echoed in his head.
Sincerity gives wings to strength.. Strength gives wings to courage.
Lose the number.
Monday, May 12, 2008
The Revival
Oh my gosh! It's been ages since i last visited my blog and even longer than ages since i last published anything on it.. i feel sorry for my blog.. and for my little pet monkey hanging around the page..haven't even fed him in a year..
Anyhoos, i'm going to try and revive my blog by publishing at least 2 entries a month.. see.. so realistic! haha My blog has been dead for such a long time i don't even know if anyone visits my blog anymore.. sad but true..
Over the past year, i..
1) have had multiple panic attacks from the previous exam
2) had a fungal infection behind and at the sides of both my knees
3) shivered my ass off during winter
4) bought a bicycle, used it 3 times, kept it for 6 months and finally got Andrew to sell it off
5) went to Amsterdam.. haha.
6) rode the Nottingham Eye (yep it's the Nottingham version of the London Eye, it's probably 10 times smaller)
7) went to Singapore.. again..:)
8) met a whole lot of new friends :)
9) joined the gym to increase my fitness levels
10) developed this irritating patch of pimples on my forehead
11) learnt that life is spiraling towards a monotonous black boring hole
12) realised that my true ambition is to marry a rich man, work at the hospital part time and the rest of the time, do nothing but shop and meet up with my friends.
13) lost my favourite and v expensive watch.. sigh..
14) drove over a white kitten in the highway.. ( it appeared out of nowhere..it has been a year ago and i still am reminded of it till now :( )
15) became older.. sigh
One would expect to have done more than that over the course of the year.. but heck my memory is that of a goldfish.. I'm proud of myself for remembering all of that :)
Anyhoos, i'm going to try and revive my blog by publishing at least 2 entries a month.. see.. so realistic! haha My blog has been dead for such a long time i don't even know if anyone visits my blog anymore.. sad but true..
Over the past year, i..
1) have had multiple panic attacks from the previous exam
2) had a fungal infection behind and at the sides of both my knees
3) shivered my ass off during winter
4) bought a bicycle, used it 3 times, kept it for 6 months and finally got Andrew to sell it off
5) went to Amsterdam.. haha.
6) rode the Nottingham Eye (yep it's the Nottingham version of the London Eye, it's probably 10 times smaller)
7) went to Singapore.. again..:)
8) met a whole lot of new friends :)
9) joined the gym to increase my fitness levels
10) developed this irritating patch of pimples on my forehead
11) learnt that life is spiraling towards a monotonous black boring hole
12) realised that my true ambition is to marry a rich man, work at the hospital part time and the rest of the time, do nothing but shop and meet up with my friends.
13) lost my favourite and v expensive watch.. sigh..
14) drove over a white kitten in the highway.. ( it appeared out of nowhere..it has been a year ago and i still am reminded of it till now :( )
15) became older.. sigh
One would expect to have done more than that over the course of the year.. but heck my memory is that of a goldfish.. I'm proud of myself for remembering all of that :)
Saturday, January 13, 2007
Someone once told me, to believe is to succeed and to lose hope is to be no less than alive for which given any day, a person as hopeless as he may be would not be living at all. Beliefs should always come with wishes almost impossible to achieve, almost unicorn-like. Hence, cashing in believes so surreal would only curb great beginnings and hope for even better and unbelievable things to happen.
Someone once told me, beauty should always be appreciated as thorough as a piece of chocolate. A chocolate too precious to give up to indulgence yet too alluring to be left alone. Truth be told, beauty very significantly plays a role in our lives, be it an exquisite diamond cut so extreme in it's beauty, people only gage at it's very existence, or, wine so fine in it's taste, it graces hopes of poverished vinery owners ever-so-instantly.
Someone once told me, life is always what you make it to be. Like I always say, what doesn't kill you only makes you stronger. Good things are always in front you, it just depends on how your read the picture. They pour upon you like sweet-nothings or fade like flowers in autumn. Materialistically or not.
Walk, skip and dance through life. Be, if not fully, mostly contented with what has been engraved in your circle of life. Although minute flaws creep up on you like disgusting little bugs you'd spend a lifetime contending, or, nails or pebblestones that worship ur feet when you've lost your shoes (haha.. where did THAT come from.. :)), you'd most certainly be able to label your life - perfect. :)
That someone is my subconscious.
Have you got one doing you right?
On another note,
Am coming back early February...
:)
Welcome me!! :)
Currently listening to: Sade
Someone once told me, beauty should always be appreciated as thorough as a piece of chocolate. A chocolate too precious to give up to indulgence yet too alluring to be left alone. Truth be told, beauty very significantly plays a role in our lives, be it an exquisite diamond cut so extreme in it's beauty, people only gage at it's very existence, or, wine so fine in it's taste, it graces hopes of poverished vinery owners ever-so-instantly.
Someone once told me, life is always what you make it to be. Like I always say, what doesn't kill you only makes you stronger. Good things are always in front you, it just depends on how your read the picture. They pour upon you like sweet-nothings or fade like flowers in autumn. Materialistically or not.
Walk, skip and dance through life. Be, if not fully, mostly contented with what has been engraved in your circle of life. Although minute flaws creep up on you like disgusting little bugs you'd spend a lifetime contending, or, nails or pebblestones that worship ur feet when you've lost your shoes (haha.. where did THAT come from.. :)), you'd most certainly be able to label your life - perfect. :)
That someone is my subconscious.
Have you got one doing you right?
On another note,
Am coming back early February...
:)
Welcome me!! :)
Currently listening to: Sade
Monday, December 11, 2006
I want to scream.
I want to shout ravishingly uncensored ravaging porous words without thought and rationality. I want to desperately feed your soul of unrevolving plundering, hurt, sorrow and digustingly acceptable gibberish. I want to metamorphosise rocks into sand. I want to shout so hard, i would profanitise the little lamb song.
I want to be so rude, i strive to see myself in the mirror.
I want to erase the fact that rudeness is an incredibly weak and pityful man's attempt at showing mere strength and power. i want to see screaming and shouting as an antidote to incredible desperate attempts of liberation. I want to suck the life out of little scratch wounds. I want to dig at it and strangulate, every single strand of muscle.
I want to be silent.
Silence only breaks A person. Suicidal acts cure a person. And breaks them. Literally.
I want to ignore.
Ignorance is bliss.
p.s. I'm not bitter.. :)
I want to shout ravishingly uncensored ravaging porous words without thought and rationality. I want to desperately feed your soul of unrevolving plundering, hurt, sorrow and digustingly acceptable gibberish. I want to metamorphosise rocks into sand. I want to shout so hard, i would profanitise the little lamb song.
I want to be so rude, i strive to see myself in the mirror.
I want to erase the fact that rudeness is an incredibly weak and pityful man's attempt at showing mere strength and power. i want to see screaming and shouting as an antidote to incredible desperate attempts of liberation. I want to suck the life out of little scratch wounds. I want to dig at it and strangulate, every single strand of muscle.
I want to be silent.
Silence only breaks A person. Suicidal acts cure a person. And breaks them. Literally.
I want to ignore.
Ignorance is bliss.
p.s. I'm not bitter.. :)
Friday, December 01, 2006
Hair tips
HAIR TIPS
Lesson 1: Always make time for narcisism.. you'd be able to decide which hairstyle suits u best with loads of pictures...
This was how my hair looked in Jan 06
Lesson 2: Take pride in styling your hair.. :)
In May, Man.. i've never been so proud of my hair.. *tear tear..haha
Lesson 3: Never go to the hair stylist and say "CUT".. do elaborate... :)
Then it grew long and i had it cut it again..
This time it was really really short, at the top especially.. if u look at the pic carefully you'll be able to see the short spikes at the top of my head
Lesson 4: Always look at the mirror before coming out of the house.. (I styled my hair in the car, i think.. i dunno how i let myself out of the house with such messy hair... the picture below is the best picture i could find of my hair.. only the fringe shows.. tee hee hee)
This is how my hair looked before i left to the UK.. the girl on my right is some brazilian (i think) model.. :)
And.................
Lesson 5: Read magazines on hair tips cause if you're actually abiding by my suggestions, you really do have hair problems..
This is how my hair looks at present time..
The colour effect the camera gives out is kinda cool.. The blonde-ish part used to be RED.. at present, my fringe is annoyingly long.. so much so i never leave my room without my trusty hairband or a bunch of clips.. and the short (or long) hair tickles the back of my neck CONSTANTLY.. damn irritating
Damn i need a haircut..
LEsson 6: If all else fails, contemplate on shaving ur head, or just learn to deal with not caring about how u look..
I found this picture on someone's friendster page a couple of weeks back and i really like the pic.. so here's a pic of the wonderful imu bunch for all time's sake.. :)
Lesson 1: Always make time for narcisism.. you'd be able to decide which hairstyle suits u best with loads of pictures...
This was how my hair looked in Jan 06
Lesson 2: Take pride in styling your hair.. :)
In May, Man.. i've never been so proud of my hair.. *tear tear..haha
Lesson 3: Never go to the hair stylist and say "CUT".. do elaborate... :)
Then it grew long and i had it cut it again..
This time it was really really short, at the top especially.. if u look at the pic carefully you'll be able to see the short spikes at the top of my head
Lesson 4: Always look at the mirror before coming out of the house.. (I styled my hair in the car, i think.. i dunno how i let myself out of the house with such messy hair... the picture below is the best picture i could find of my hair.. only the fringe shows.. tee hee hee)
This is how my hair looked before i left to the UK.. the girl on my right is some brazilian (i think) model.. :)
And.................
Lesson 5: Read magazines on hair tips cause if you're actually abiding by my suggestions, you really do have hair problems..
This is how my hair looks at present time..
The colour effect the camera gives out is kinda cool.. The blonde-ish part used to be RED.. at present, my fringe is annoyingly long.. so much so i never leave my room without my trusty hairband or a bunch of clips.. and the short (or long) hair tickles the back of my neck CONSTANTLY.. damn irritating
Damn i need a haircut..
LEsson 6: If all else fails, contemplate on shaving ur head, or just learn to deal with not caring about how u look..
I found this picture on someone's friendster page a couple of weeks back and i really like the pic.. so here's a pic of the wonderful imu bunch for all time's sake.. :)
Tuesday, November 28, 2006
Hello peeps!
It's been a long long long time since i last posted anything up..
I just completed my practical examination today and am in no mood to study.. figured i should make use of my time and put up something to entertain u guys.. :)
(esp the ppl flooding my flooblebox.. :))
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I've been sitting here for a good 5 minutes, staring at a blank screen wondering what i could possibly write about. For all the people who constantly (okay, fine, maybe a lot seldom now.. :)) check my blog to see if i posted anything new, you might have noticed that there hasn't been ANY updates for God knows how long.. hmmm.. I don't know if i'm suffering from some major blogger's block. I don't know if i'm just plain lazy. I don't know if i'm afraid of displaying my array of horrendous-nonsensical-disastrous-imcomprehendable-made-for-dumb-blondes-devastatingly terrible english. Honestly, i really don't know if it's me but my english, has just gone completely rubbish. I struggle to get words like "fix" or "strenous" out.. Can you believe it? My command in english is supposed to be expanding and improving now that i'm in the UK..
so anyway, i was talking to a couple of friends the other day what i've come to realise is that, not many people actually get down to read and understand what ever you have to blog about. Apparently blogs are mainly about the pictures and of course PRETTY people.
I'm going to succumb to my assumption and speculation and start posting random pictures.
Here goes.. well, i'll talk you through it so it's not just random pics.. :)
Egg Tart and I this picture was taken in manchester.. for the rest, go to kecohppl.blogspot.com.. :)
Moving on..
Here are some pics from London..
Andrew, being the sweet guy he is took me to London..
or, come to think of it, i was the sweet person .. I self-willingly accompanied him to London.. haha..
So anyway.. more pics..
Andrew and his friends at a birthday gathering.. i'm sorry can't remember the name of the restaurant.. am not going to try name the people in the pic cause i can't very well do so.. haha..
ok ok.. i'll try.. L to R Wen Yen, Pei Shuen (er.. i dnt think that's right.. Andrew, a little help here.. , Samuel, Samuel's friend, Samuel's brother(the guy far far back with the tinted glasses), Yih Yong, JUstin and Andrew..
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Wui Seng and i.. yep yep.. you Sri KL ppl.. still remember him? haha
L to R: Wen Yen, Wui Seng, Andrew:), Justin, Wei Shen, Yih Yong, Samuel and a girl
We went to Krispy Kreme at Harrods and had donuts which are to-die-for..
i only have pictures of the cups and the signs.. haha..
We went to starbucks and had ice-blended drinks.. it comes up to about RM35 a drink..
yep yep..
as you might have noticed, i might have lost my posing skills.. haha
Looked at the verywell known red double decker english buses
shopped..
watched a musical titled Chicage
and went to CNR for Malaysian foood...
Am too lazy to put up the pics from the previous pub crawl... not that i was sprawled-on-the-floor drunk or anything.. i'm just too damn lazy at the moment.. dealing with pictures really IS hard work.. I really can't imagine how people who i might add are very hardworking actually bother enough to photoshop pictures...
hmmm...
Till the next post.. ta ta.. :)
It's been a long long long time since i last posted anything up..
I just completed my practical examination today and am in no mood to study.. figured i should make use of my time and put up something to entertain u guys.. :)
(esp the ppl flooding my flooblebox.. :))
.
..
...
....
.....
I've been sitting here for a good 5 minutes, staring at a blank screen wondering what i could possibly write about. For all the people who constantly (okay, fine, maybe a lot seldom now.. :)) check my blog to see if i posted anything new, you might have noticed that there hasn't been ANY updates for God knows how long.. hmmm.. I don't know if i'm suffering from some major blogger's block. I don't know if i'm just plain lazy. I don't know if i'm afraid of displaying my array of horrendous-nonsensical-disastrous-imcomprehendable-made-for-dumb-blondes-devastatingly terrible english. Honestly, i really don't know if it's me but my english, has just gone completely rubbish. I struggle to get words like "fix" or "strenous" out.. Can you believe it? My command in english is supposed to be expanding and improving now that i'm in the UK..
so anyway, i was talking to a couple of friends the other day what i've come to realise is that, not many people actually get down to read and understand what ever you have to blog about. Apparently blogs are mainly about the pictures and of course PRETTY people.
I'm going to succumb to my assumption and speculation and start posting random pictures.
Here goes.. well, i'll talk you through it so it's not just random pics.. :)
Egg Tart and I this picture was taken in manchester.. for the rest, go to kecohppl.blogspot.com.. :)
Moving on..
Here are some pics from London..
Andrew, being the sweet guy he is took me to London..
or, come to think of it, i was the sweet person .. I self-willingly accompanied him to London.. haha..
So anyway.. more pics..
Andrew and his friends at a birthday gathering.. i'm sorry can't remember the name of the restaurant.. am not going to try name the people in the pic cause i can't very well do so.. haha..
ok ok.. i'll try.. L to R Wen Yen, Pei Shuen (er.. i dnt think that's right.. Andrew, a little help here.. , Samuel, Samuel's friend, Samuel's brother(the guy far far back with the tinted glasses), Yih Yong, JUstin and Andrew..
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Wui Seng and i.. yep yep.. you Sri KL ppl.. still remember him? haha
L to R: Wen Yen, Wui Seng, Andrew:), Justin, Wei Shen, Yih Yong, Samuel and a girl
Andrew and Sophia
We went to Krispy Kreme at Harrods and had donuts which are to-die-for..
i only have pictures of the cups and the signs.. haha..
We went to starbucks and had ice-blended drinks.. it comes up to about RM35 a drink..
yep yep..
as you might have noticed, i might have lost my posing skills.. haha
Looked at the verywell known red double decker english buses
shopped..
watched a musical titled Chicage
and went to CNR for Malaysian foood...
Am too lazy to put up the pics from the previous pub crawl... not that i was sprawled-on-the-floor drunk or anything.. i'm just too damn lazy at the moment.. dealing with pictures really IS hard work.. I really can't imagine how people who i might add are very hardworking actually bother enough to photoshop pictures...
hmmm...
Till the next post.. ta ta.. :)
Monday, August 28, 2006
G'day!
This is my first post from the land of constant drizzles, unpredictable weather and thick accents.. :)
I left KLIA at 1155pm on the 24th of August.. It was kinda pathetic cause only Kah Heng and Lina was there to send me off.. But honestly, i really didnt mind. Kah Heng (so sweet of him) dedicated a very nice post to me.
When i got into the plane, i noticed that someone was seated on the seat allocated to me..
Turns out, there was some Thai (or at least i thought it was) guy seated on my seat.
I called the steward and as it turns out, there was some problem with the ticketing.. hehe.. They allocated both of us on to the same seat.
And since he was seated, i smiled at the steward and said, "Look the guy's so comfortably seated there with his family, so why dont you upgrade me instead.. hehe"
The steward, "Hmmm, i'll see what i can do.. "
So he walks off looking for the guy in charge of the tickets..
The guy in charge of the tickets frantically looked around the economy seats looking for an extra seat.
After everyone was seated, and i mean EVERYONE, (as if the plane was just about to take off) the guy was still no where to be found.
I felt kinda silly standing in the middle of nowhere whilst obstructing the way, everyone was giving weird-ass stares.
5 mins later the guy came back and got me to go to seat 9A.
YES LA!!
hahaha..
i made my way upstairs.. and wa lah!!!
3 COURSE MEALS!!
very nice STEWARDS and AIR HOSTESSES
LOVELY BIG ASS SEATS!!
it allows you to recline the seats so much it's almost horizontal.. and yeah, i slept like a baby!! I could definitely get used to this!! hehe woo hoo!!
SO anyway, here are a few pics i took from Heathrow Airport..
My luggages..
THe view from where i was standing, waiting for my bus to Leicester.. :)
Here are some pictures of my pathetically small hole. . eheh
My desk, if you look closely enough, there's an apple next to my bag.. It fell into the dustbin as i was arranging my stuff.. Now i dont know whether the eat it or not.. hmmm..
And the carton of ciggies, far right is not mine..
The sink in my room.. (comes in quite convenient)
My bed.. the sun rises at 6 in the morning and i keep forgetting to shut the curtains.. so, i'm usually up quite early..
The view from the pavement just outside the apartment..
This is my first post from the land of constant drizzles, unpredictable weather and thick accents.. :)
I left KLIA at 1155pm on the 24th of August.. It was kinda pathetic cause only Kah Heng and Lina was there to send me off.. But honestly, i really didnt mind. Kah Heng (so sweet of him) dedicated a very nice post to me.
When i got into the plane, i noticed that someone was seated on the seat allocated to me..
Turns out, there was some Thai (or at least i thought it was) guy seated on my seat.
I called the steward and as it turns out, there was some problem with the ticketing.. hehe.. They allocated both of us on to the same seat.
And since he was seated, i smiled at the steward and said, "Look the guy's so comfortably seated there with his family, so why dont you upgrade me instead.. hehe"
The steward, "Hmmm, i'll see what i can do.. "
So he walks off looking for the guy in charge of the tickets..
The guy in charge of the tickets frantically looked around the economy seats looking for an extra seat.
After everyone was seated, and i mean EVERYONE, (as if the plane was just about to take off) the guy was still no where to be found.
I felt kinda silly standing in the middle of nowhere whilst obstructing the way, everyone was giving weird-ass stares.
5 mins later the guy came back and got me to go to seat 9A.
YES LA!!
hahaha..
i made my way upstairs.. and wa lah!!!
3 COURSE MEALS!!
very nice STEWARDS and AIR HOSTESSES
LOVELY BIG ASS SEATS!!
it allows you to recline the seats so much it's almost horizontal.. and yeah, i slept like a baby!! I could definitely get used to this!! hehe woo hoo!!
SO anyway, here are a few pics i took from Heathrow Airport..
This Kid's so cute.. he fell asleep with half a muffin on his hand. hehe
(Thank goodness his mom didn't realise i was taking a picture of her sleeping son) :)
(Thank goodness his mom didn't realise i was taking a picture of her sleeping son) :)
My luggages..
THe view from where i was standing, waiting for my bus to Leicester.. :)
Here are some pictures of my pathetically small hole. . eheh
My desk, if you look closely enough, there's an apple next to my bag.. It fell into the dustbin as i was arranging my stuff.. Now i dont know whether the eat it or not.. hmmm..
And the carton of ciggies, far right is not mine..
The sink in my room.. (comes in quite convenient)
My bed.. the sun rises at 6 in the morning and i keep forgetting to shut the curtains.. so, i'm usually up quite early..
The view from the pavement just outside the apartment..
Thursday, August 17, 2006
Monday, July 17, 2006
RAWR!!!!
There's so much i want and wanted to blog about i'm actually feeling very lazy to type ... If only i had a robot to type as i verbally relay my thoughts to it.. I guess if that point of time actually crosses our path, we'd all be so lazy and inactive we'd probably start missing the times we could walk.
It's the third day of EOS5 and my head feels like it's 100000000000000000000000 tonnes partly due to the lack of sleep and partly due to the fact that my brain has been put into overdrive the past 3 days... :S
So, yeah, well, here are some pictures from my birthday, almost a month ago.. It's kinda sad that it had to be before the freaking exams. Sigh...
Well, it started with the IMU gang surprising me at 11pm on the day before, everyone looked bloody stressed out... it ranged from pimple sprouting faces to panda eyed looks to balding heads..
Michelle, Ling Wei, Racine, Marilyn, Amelia, Yon Xian, Brandon, Kah Heng, Bryan and Me!
....... and Lina
29th of June 2006
- Had lunch with me Sri KL buddies..
Nick Y. and Jamie..
Nick L....
Who happened to all have the same phone..
( I'm sorry eng tat.. i don't exactly know how to rotate your japanese food entising picture.. )
Okay... So here are some pictures from the Press Conference @ Planet Hollywood on the 4th of July 2006...
One of the hair stylists.. i'm sorry i don't remember his name..
...ditto...
.. double ditto..
Hair and Make up artists at work...
Chantelle and I
Charmaine and I
Adeline, Miss Malaysia World 2006!!! and I
Natalie, Nivitha, Sarina, Amanda, Adeline
Honey
More hairdressing action..
The very very long haired, Pearly..
HOney and Amanda..
Amin, director of the project by day, crazy clubber by night.. *tsk tsk* (shall upload pics of him clubbing later.. )
Florence and JImmy of Hair Connections..
Me Make up artist for that day.. and damn, my hair looks B. A. D.!
Sarina, Stephanie, Pearly, Marina, Honey n Me!
My twin!
(people mix us up quite a bit)
OOoooh La la..
There's so much i want and wanted to blog about i'm actually feeling very lazy to type ... If only i had a robot to type as i verbally relay my thoughts to it.. I guess if that point of time actually crosses our path, we'd all be so lazy and inactive we'd probably start missing the times we could walk.
It's the third day of EOS5 and my head feels like it's 100000000000000000000000 tonnes partly due to the lack of sleep and partly due to the fact that my brain has been put into overdrive the past 3 days... :S
So, yeah, well, here are some pictures from my birthday, almost a month ago.. It's kinda sad that it had to be before the freaking exams. Sigh...
Well, it started with the IMU gang surprising me at 11pm on the day before, everyone looked bloody stressed out... it ranged from pimple sprouting faces to panda eyed looks to balding heads..
Michelle, Ling Wei, Racine, Marilyn, Amelia, Yon Xian, Brandon, Kah Heng, Bryan and Me!
....... and LinaSince Ah Moooo's hidden in both of the pics, here's a special close up of her.. hhahaha
29th of June 2006
- Had lunch with me Sri KL buddies..
Nick Y. and Jamie..
Nick L....
Who happened to all have the same phone..
( I'm sorry eng tat.. i don't exactly know how to rotate your japanese food entising picture.. )
530pm - Blowing my own cake... alone... (How fun!! ) haha
Okay... So here are some pictures from the Press Conference @ Planet Hollywood on the 4th of July 2006...
Left my house at 745 to make allowances for the crazy traffic KL has to offer, took the LRT from PJ and got to KL at about 9..
Yes 9! and apparently, that's FAST!
If you ask me, the transportation system in Malaysia is just ridiculous!! They should make spped shuttles, limit the use of cars or maybe offer air services.. haaha...
So anyway, at 930am, we went to hair connections along Jalan Bukit Bintang for hair and make up..
Yes 9! and apparently, that's FAST!
If you ask me, the transportation system in Malaysia is just ridiculous!! They should make spped shuttles, limit the use of cars or maybe offer air services.. haaha...
So anyway, at 930am, we went to hair connections along Jalan Bukit Bintang for hair and make up..
One of the hair stylists.. i'm sorry i don't remember his name..
...ditto...
.. double ditto..
Hair and Make up artists at work...
Chantelle and I
Charmaine and I
Adeline, Miss Malaysia World 2006!!! and I
Natalie, Nivitha, Sarina, Amanda, Adeline
Honey
More hairdressing action..As with all shows and whatever the entertainment industry anywhere around the world has to offer, there's always the loooooooong wait....
Hence, the crazy amnt of pics.. (Did not post it all here)
And for some reason, my picture which came out in the star on the 5th of July, made me look as if i was FAT!!! and i'm not just saying it..
You know how the saying goes right? That the camera puts on 10 pounds?? well it's true!! only in my case it's 20.. :|
I'll post that dumb picture up when i can... then you can compare...
Hence, the crazy amnt of pics.. (Did not post it all here)
And for some reason, my picture which came out in the star on the 5th of July, made me look as if i was FAT!!! and i'm not just saying it..
You know how the saying goes right? That the camera puts on 10 pounds?? well it's true!! only in my case it's 20.. :|
I'll post that dumb picture up when i can... then you can compare...
The very very long haired, Pearly..
HOney and Amanda..
Amin, director of the project by day, crazy clubber by night.. *tsk tsk* (shall upload pics of him clubbing later.. )
Florence and JImmy of Hair Connections..
Me Make up artist for that day.. and damn, my hair looks B. A. D.!
Sarina, Stephanie, Pearly, Marina, Honey n Me!
My twin!(people mix us up quite a bit)
OOoooh La la..
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