5 year olds.

pfffft.

a certain micallef and a certain lim are getting on my nerves.

10 mails of 'EPM Tute Swap' followed by another 10 mails with the header 'PISS OFF'.

so, i had my tenpin rematch, without Densy. how can??

PFFFFT.

you know I'm such a fool for you.

i miss my 14 year old self.

The one who had to be forced out of bed at 7 every morning. The one who clutches her pilsy from house to house, and falls asleep on the rocking chair in mama's and only wakes for breakfast at 8.00. The one who then stumbles back to the rocking chair, falls asleep and only wakes in time to shower and to have lunch prepared by her aunt who slaved over the stove the entire mornng, while her butt was conveniently glued to the rocking chair before aunty bus shows up at mama's doorstep at 11.45.

I miss my 16 year old self.

The one who gets back from school. Showers and then seats herself at the marble table waiting to be served. Then with her hair wet, falls asleep on the rocking chair after reading the day's papers, only to be found by Mama, who will then heckle her about going to sleep with her hair wet. Then as she slept, Mama will fan her with her tiny kipas, to spare her from 'tau fong', or in its literal translation, head wind, when she's 40 and greying.

My nearest and dearest.
My mama and kuche.
: )

my technicolor dream.

'yi mai ping'.
'limau ais'.
' sai fan'.

late night rendezvous'.

'last one there buys red bean lo. '

speeds from one end of ss2 to the other, overtaking the other competing 'team', running out from the car(s), jumping over drains, almost landing ourselves in front of an oncoming myvi, having everyone stare at us as we run breathless and laughing hysterically into the shop.

seen the person whom i've been wanting to see for the past 3 months, catches up on life, plots events that may or may not happen over the next few days, have the car shat on.

speeeeeds home.

never ever park car beneath trees outside makhbul.

are you kidding me?

Sondre Lerche in Singapore on the 14th?

I'm pissy. So pissy.

I want to whack balls flying at speeds of 40mph.
I want to hang off a 'cliff'.
I want to scream my lungs out, 65 metres up.
I want to bump someone off the tracks.
I want a tenpin rematch.

oh, to be young and reckless.

i think i'll name my daughter ginger.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GrLzdLyahWI&feature=related

fatty's the best-est. along with kimchi. the sisters. and everyone else.

: )

be mine : )

bestest v-day ever.

long drives. decanter. pink cushions. tealights. swensen's. amazing race asia finale.

more of these please.

if only didi was there with us three.

hello. good morning. goodbye.

speaking of cementing your foot to the ground, and cuffing myself to the bed post,

in a way, i can't wait to get back to the number 4, por por head, nova, jason*, the runs from st kilda road to dodds at 12 in the morning, peanut butter jelly sandwiches every morning, coffee runs before exams.

who am I kidding?

I've got the family here, mango lo with fatty, didi, and clare, more late night bowling with the ptooey and densy, and maybe ah chong, nasi lemak every morning if i wanted, hassan's rojak, sunday mornings after church at jalan alor, movies with moms and pops.

There really is no place like home.

spastic-ism.

bowling four fries.

for more stupid pictures/ and juey's directorial debut,

http://www.anythingbutnaked.blogspot.com/

that warm fuzzy feeling.

Before the world began,
You were on His mind,
And every tear you cry,
Is precious in His eyes.

~~~

Nothing you can do,
To make Him love you more,
And nothing that you've done,
Could make Him close the door.

-So You Would Come-

the silence is deafening.

a sudden departure.

a tidal wave of emotions.

a 'i'm so happy you have a papa'.

i'm fine, and I hope that they will be too.

so easy.

to want to give in.
Too easy to be the one who falls.
So hard to be strong, to be the one who soldiers on.

When the music fades,

All is stripped away,

And I simply come.

-Heart of Worship-

that mutual understanding.

yes, that one.

2 years.

Time changes a person, and maybe those feelings you once used to have.

A question of what could have been?

I've got a story to tell.

Speaking of botak boy,

this reminds me of the time, where this dood from camera house went through all the trouble (annoyed his colleauges, help lug my groceries aroud, infected his laptop with my virus infested usb drive, and the list ges on) to undo my mess on a photoshop-ed picture.

a whole hour for a 29 cent print.

there still is hope!

: ) : ) : )

toe-tapping, finger-snapping.

stacey kent - breakfast on the morning tram

http://www.staceykent.com/

on very rare occasions, have I fallen in love with an album on my first listen.

oh botak boy at rock corner, thankyouthankyou for being ever so patient with me.

i'm happy, are you?

: )

five words.

Thank God for sane friends.

Two of the many.

From the depths of my heart, thank You.

bittersweet.

I remember the times where I'll tag along for the car ride to drop my sister off at your place.

I remember your skates which we ruined.

and I still have that Donkey Kong of yours with your last name imprinted on it.

Picture Perfect.
..........................................

How much more dense can one get?

And if you think its you I'm talking about, you're wrong.

And it doesn't help that one emo song is playing after the other.
Time to visit the grandma and be all happy clappy again!
: )

Its that time of the year again.

When you pack em' up, and ship em' away.

If found, please return to:

................................................

................................................

................................................

MALAYSIA.

Nothing Lasts Forever.

loh pak ko. barli peng. roger's chicken wings at 2 per piece. (TSK!for chicken barbequed by the roadside), kat chai shin mui.

Its a wonder Malaysians aren't any fat-ter than they are right now at the rate we're all eating.

'payu udara', how to flirt with you 'si dia', bagaimana mengurangkan erhh double chin?
ahahahahaha!
(few of the many bimbotic comments Den the med student made in the span of 2 hours)

'we like hanging out with her cause she makes us feel smart'. - Mich, Jue

ohhh, I'm going to miss all of them.

......................................

After a year of being away,

the many attempts to hold my water in when someone makes a stupid comment and I get all red-faced, how whenever we meet up its always for food, or whenever we meet up there must always be food, (the Malaysian in all of us!) how the friends' boy stories never fail to entertain me, how the past is relived in voices, pictures, that card hidden beneath that pile of books.

These moments I hold dear to my heart (and not because I can use it against them friends 20 years down the line. haah.)

A lesson learnt, and not too late.

I'm happy : )

wrong number.

oh, she (Farah Fat) thinks she's busy tomorrow!

We'll have to see her sunday then!

We'll tapau nando's or something.

Sent to Farah Fat at 2230hours.

whoops?

.......................................

Where troubles melt like lemon drops

Away above the chimney tops

That's where you'll find me.

-Somewhere over the rainbow -

Listen to Shawn Mcdonald's take on it.

There's no place like home.

I see food everywhere.

mochi. chow tau kwei (I don't know how to spell it). the best chinese pancakes ever. the not so good ais kacang. those white translucent balls filled with sar kot. siew mai. fried chicken wings. asam laksa.

Pasar malam.

Familiarity.

oh, how good it smells.
Literally.

and then I'm off for a milo ais in an hour.

the gang.

Memories.

http://dionney28.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html

from a conversation with fatty and didi.

the currypuff gang days relived.

Part 1.

2007 in Pictures.

Thank You(s).

Its been a great Christmas.

Thank You(s).

Thanks for all the suprises, and the not much of a suprise, and the thoughts of wanting to suprise me.

Thank you for braving the streets and the malls.

Thank you for thinking of me (and my tummy).

Thank you for remembering all my likes and dislikes.

Thank you for the 'you-ness' in all your gifts.

Thank You for all the friendships that have been tried/tested/forged.

Thank You for You on this day.

Blessed Christmas.

Christmas,

Isn't Christmas,

Till it happens in your heart.

Stop This Train.

Do not question why I already have 3 posts to this week.

Paying attention to detail.
Reorganising 20 boxes worth of documents is no easy task. For the arms and not for the brain anyway.

The pod makes life sweeter. thank you ches' : )

Stop this train

I wanna get off

And go home again

....................

So scared of getting older

I'm only good at being young

Stop This Train, John Mayer

That dood writes beautiful songs.

i want 'us' again.

therahrah. windylindy.amanda. and of course jas can/should come along to.

l.o.v.e. did bring back some memories.

let's do the rushing down from klang after a dinner of seafood and bangle shopping to ou sometime soon.

10 years down the road perhaps?

I'm sorry,

I never knew how to appreciate you, till now.

There's no combination of words I could put on the back of a postcard,

No song that I could sing but I can try for your heart.

Better Together, Jack Johnson.

Sidenote sidekick.

I love her artwork.

http://myfolklover.typepad.com/

Thank You.

The friends were down for the weekend.
An eventful weekend it was.

From cake to chocolate/strawberry sundaes, to my first full man. u match.
As pathethic as this may sound, I don't like the distance between us.

Absence makes the heart grow fonder.
Not a myth I hope.

Sometimes, absence does make the heart forget.

falling apart.

running, running,

as fast as we can.

running, no doubt.

identity theft?

what has happened to the days of the old?

the light at the end of the tunnel appears to dim.

a state of lawlessness prevails.

underhanded, double faced, conniving thieves.

so tempting to give in. so easy to just turn our backs and leave.

but i plead we you, and as a reminder to myself,

DON'T.

stupidity sucks.

i'm going to be straight-up with you (all).
no holds. no barriers. no playing pretend.

a little more about me.

i want to cryyyyyyyyyyyyy.

and it doesn't help that i'm listening to 'once' all over again.

(i don't know where this is going. i don't know how this is going to end)

quote of the day: 'it's just something from our generation thing'.

oh, how i wish it was a cliche.

and i'm thinking about you, you, you and i need You.

on another note,

its very tempting to drown myself with 'meetups, greetups, climbing the social/corporate ladder'.

this is all turning out to be a very overwhelming experience for me.

its taking me time, to get out of my comfort zone, once more.
i want to crawl back right in.

please?

thank you chehchehcheh.

angsty.

the weather is getting to me.

half the time that i'm supposedly awake, i'm really actually feeling sleepy.

i don't mean to sound like some ungrateful Malaysian who's trying to forget my roots, but I am finding it difficult having to adapt back to the Malaysian way of life.

no more alone time sipping coffee, while watching the world go by.
on the bright side, i can probably get an ice cold kopi peng for a dollar fifty.
(i just realised ice cold kopi peng is a completely redundant statement.)

no more waking up to clear blue skies.
well, at least i don't have to go around wearing sunblock. Better still,I probably won't brown too much even if I ran out of the house forgetting to slatter banana boat all over myself.

no more hanging out with the sisters, whiling the saturday nights away watching crappy teen movies.
the parents are better in some sense.

i guess its really not so bad after all.

humdrum.

if you've not known already.

I'M BACK!

to

hazy skies.

deranged motorcyclists.

cheecheongfun in the mornings.

didi, cla,juey, denisey, rahrah, theotherfatty.

pushi without the chehchehcheh and the rafah. : (

life is beautiful.

i think.

crossing paths.

if I were him, I'll know your birthday.

22steps, Damien Leith.

Thank you, you, you and most importantly You,

never thought I'll ever say this.

but I'm going to miss this place.

The things you guys did for me, I'll hold in my heart always.

No one ever went to such great lengths for me.

You guys really showed me what it is to really love and to care.

so thank you(s) and You again.

i can't get no, satisfaction.

when stress levels are at an all-time high, the last thing anyone should be doing is trying to suck out pearls from his/her empty 'bubble cup'.

teeeeheee.

all i've been doing all morning is creating a racket here in the library, with all my pearl sucking, shapes crunching, nonstop keyboard tapping and erh, the one or two phone calls i had to pick up.

real sorry.

tomorrow will mark the end of my first year at uni. time does fly.

i usually detest blogging about the 'hot' topic of the moment.

but this deserves a mention.

i am sosososososososososososososo proud of those who took part in the 'BERSIH' rally.

enough said.

mmmmmbop.

new kid on the block.

(or on my itunes at least.)

shawn mcdonald.

i like.

And I'm not going to question, why You're so faithful

Why that You give me the blessing that You have.

All I need is Your love to carry me on by.

All I Need, Shawn McDonald.

And Racheal Yamagata too.

Have a great weekend people.

when your mind's made up.

genius.
add 'once' too my all time favourites.

i love emails.

so good to hear from friends after so long.

it feels good to be able to ramble on and on and on, and for people to actually reply with a

'you've made my day'.

time to go on a msn hiatus?

thank God for gmail.

chain reaction please.

an act of kindness goes a long way.

a free coffee made my day.

i hope the gift of snickers will too!

i learnt a lot today. not in the academic sense. (though that will be good too!)

go catch my drift someone.

my head spin-neths.

i let the cat out of the bag yesterday!


i called the library my 'home' : /

just because.

and i like my coffee from that place.

2 <3.

good times.

...But those who hope in the LORD will renew their strength.

They will soar on wings like eagles;

they will run and not grow weary,

they will walk and not be faint.

Isaiah 40:31

swotvac.shmwotvac.

tsk.

plans.

the kim chi and I have already started making plans.

there's the korean barbeque and steamboat. and then there's going to be the dim sum.

windylindy, i still want my nasi lemak panas.

and a happy birthday to youuuuuuuuuuuuuu, farah phat.

i can't believe you flew off to the land of bobbies and the no.10 without telling. : (

a toast to the pushi gang.

i want london almonds.please, and thank you.

just for kicks.

the family reunited.

hi there.

my friend went to the great ocean road, and all he got me were these stones.

meet roxy, pebbles and stoner.

hmmm. this reminds me.

i've still got this huge lump of a rock sitting on my desk back home all the way from the infamous bakun dam project.

pops sure does have a sense of humour : /

i want to.

watch once again!

pleasepleaseplease.

and that's how good i thought it was!

http://foxsearchlight.com/once/

swooooooon.

beautiful. beautiful.beautiful.

soooooo beautiful.

k i know this its really weird for me to go on and on and on about this.

the ending was so 'potong stim'. and throughout the whole movie i was like,
oh no!something horrible is going to happen.

kept me on the edge of my seat. literally.

oh more like, it was me slouching over in my seat, trying to keep the screen from overwhelming the pint size me in the 3rd row. ahahahah.

but the music was like 'wooooooooowwwwwwwww'.

genius! like mel would say.

go watch once!

teewheemelsmell. i had fun. : ) !

can't wait to get the soundtrack to the movie. *bouncebouncebounce!*

torn.

youch.

a part of the human anatomy.

not sure which.

if you know what i mean.

and i think i miss you (all).

yes,you (all).

clarynchong,didiloong, fattytan. let us all go farfarfar away for a holiday when the fatty and I get back.

or maybe let's just camp out on my kitchen table.

just like the old times.

: )

smile. and the world will smile right back at you.

in the midst of everything,

all i want to do is to make waves in the sand.

blogablogblog.

happy.

the simple pleasures in life,

is what I'm afraid I'll forget to enjoy.

time to stop to smell the roses people.

once bitten, twice shy.

Thank You for awesome friends.

see-sawing.

and once again, you know who you/you all are.

bring out them tiki torches!

angsty.

tiki torches and flip flops bring out the best in me.

oasis. otherwise.

why, why tell me why.

i need a 'pickmeup'.

not in that sense.

God save the queen.

13.2.2004

fell out of my Bible.

it reads on the back,

You shall love the Lord Your God with all your heart, with all your soul, with all your mind. This is the greatest and foremost commandment. THe second is like it, you shall love your neighbor as yourself.

Matthew 22: 37-39

i remember I lead this particular Bible study on a hot balmy afternoon in 3 Gigih.
us girls huddled up in the middle of the classroom together. and as always mrs boey would be watching us from her little corner.


good old days.

3 Sunday afternoons back.

relish! red radishes. lemons. lemon zest. lebanese cucumbers. coriander seeds. celery. and two hours of back aching bending over the kitchen counter action.




and by the time you read this Mithele Cheh, you'll be far far away. close to the North Pole, where elves and reindeers run free.



if i'm lucky, you'll catch me at heathrow.


BIG HUGS K!


and two updates in two days,

what is becoming of me?

for a moment there,

i almost forgot how much fun hanging out with you guys could be.

you guys made my day.

more heart to heart talks please.

and thank you.

You are awesome, You know that?

straight.

emo.

one's going to end up all the waaaaayy over there.

another's probably going to be a 13 hour flight away.

i'm really really really going to miss these people.

please don't go.

mithele cheeeeh!! i'm going to miss you sosososososososososososososososososo much!

rafah, i'm being selfish i know. but please either come to where everyone else is, or at least stay put in subang.

the pushi gang no more.

: (

zombie-fied.

the sheets beckoned at 9.30.

awoke at 7.

oh shoots. die.

from half an hour to a full blown an hour and a half nap.

brains won't function.

how now?

i need more sleep.

pointless post.like the others.

smack me someone.

won't you help to sing...

these songs of freedom?

world's guilty pleasures.

1) dark chocolate with oh so good macadamia nuts in every bite.

2) coming back to an empty home.

3) offering your seat in the tram to a 5 year old with pigtails and her granny.

4) bagels with cream cheese.

5) hoo-haaing in the backroom.

6) the plastic bags from your trip to safeway only gives way when you arrive at your stop.

7) huddling in a corner with friends after dna.

8) spending an hour reading the backs of cereal boxes before deciding on one, in desperate attempts to prevent weight gain during the dreadful winter.

9) when your sister comes barging into your room screaming 'EH!ITS ALREADY 6.30!'

10) when someone tells you you're different for a particular someone you know.

and last but not least,
$0.99 pineaple pieces from safeway.

life.is.beautiful.

oh and i forgot to mention, 'food-appreciation' lessons.

you know who you/you all are.

school's out!

the very last thing on my mind right now.

bpa lectures are absolutely torturous.

politics schmolitics?

and i knew where pak lah was last monday, at 1600 hours.

teehee.

one word.

torta.

off the rails.

its been a long time since i last 'skipped' home.

teehee.

finally. had a nice long chat with sophie. over murtabak and dahl.

driving without your headlights switched on.really dangerous. especially when its dark out.

duh.

the dood is leaving in what?5 days?

say bye to coffees.long chats. and rides home.

hello there, mr. tram no. 1 driver.

not cool.

sugar rush anyone?

random visits from random people are the best.

fun filled days are over.

belgian waffles 3 times a week? even better.

chequered vans?

don't you just want to kill me kim chi?

haha.

at least you're cake didn't get to me first!

9 till 6 tomorrow?

stop complaining i know.

well, at least now i can get the vans.

guilt free.

shine!

i'm going to miss the girl second from your left larh.

spending the last few hours together, coloring. of all things, COLORING!

oh, how i wish i was 5 again.

didididididi,i miss you loads!

natural human progression.

why is it that we have to grow more sceptical/cynical of things/people as we age?

giving people the benefit of the doubt.

faith like a child.

that's what i need.

Being strong
And not letting people break me down
You won't get that joy this time around
Can you imagine me?
In a world where nobody has to live afraid
Because of Your love, fears gone away
Can you imagine me?
Kirk Franklin - Imagine Me.

why is that the words/thoughts from the mouths/minds of others carry such heavy weights?

don't conform.
be transformed.

of yellow daisies, pink ponies and rainbow colored bottoms.

update shmuckdate.

whatchamucallit.

thingamajigie.

hibbyjiibies.

for some weird reason, while waiting for the tram, these words popped into my head.

oh good times.good times.

hahaha. i remember the days when nis would come walking into class shooting off weird random words like the ones above.

always wondered where she got them from.

well,now, i know.

a lesson of sorts.

i guess you'll never appreciate something until you lose sight of it.

by then, it'll be a little too late.

48 hours too late to make the cheh's trip here more memorable.

stupidity force factor = 2/10

caffeine withdrawal symptoms.

have been feeling really sleepy at the oddest of hours.

am trying to ween myself off coffee.

from one addiction to another.

hot chocolate.chocolate sundaes. chuncky chocolate macadamia cookies. chocolate chocolate chip nut muffins.
here i come.

the power couple is finally here!

all the way from john's fort.

oh hahaha. (boggan wannabes)

theonewhoisverymuchinshape!and : /

now, what happened to what i originally thought was going to be a party of 10?

winnie paid for my eggtarts today. i'm feeling really really bad at the moment!i didn't offer to pay at all!

now, how much more worse of a friend can i be?

very much worse.i know.

who you with?

collie herb man, mixed with the sound system,
me got some good karma, some good marijuana,
come share with me.

am not encouraging the use of weed here.

or am i?

i sound high on something don't i?

high on life.

that's it.

shopping with fatty tomorrow. can't wait!

its been a looonggg time.

mithelecheh will be down in 3 days!
am going to relive the pushi and nando's days.
where for art thou rafah?

the one in adelaide will be here too by then!

bludgering.

from my *cough* 'jog' at the royal botanic gardens.

and that's from audrey!she's supersupersuperduper sweet!

it was coffee at 9.30 in the morning. jap at 1.00. cake at 5. universal at 10.

its a wonder why i freaked when i stepped on the weighing scale.

go figure. : /

living the American dream.

going on a 'the office' marathon.

so much things to do, so little time.

ts-k.

till then.

teehee.

good stuff.

bw was good.

like really good!

am so glad i decided to go!

thankssis.

you're the best!

freekikkik.freekikkik.freekikkik.

hahahaha.

Praise.Praise. Praise.

i'm not making sense i know. blame the exams!

taboo.

there's no one to layan me and my crazy ideas here.

man, where have all the 'not-so-sane' people gone?

to the people back home. yes, you.

i miss you all yo.

its going to be alright.

catch a falling star and put it in my pocket,
never let it fade away.

empty.

oh lighten up already!

7 days and counting.

this week's blonde moments.

not my blonde moments mind you. since when have i ever had a blonde moment?!

haha.who am i kidding.

jus-tin making this weird 'chhiiichiiiichiiii' sound while walking to subway yesterday.

uncle tay's char kuey teow!best in sydney and melbourne!
don't play k. accountant turned char kuey teow uncle. he'll most probably end up making more money than 3 melbourne uni accounting graduates combined.

: /

what's soy milk made up of?

bopbopbop.

the rocket summer has been on replay the whole day.

the funness yo.

14.25

not to bad i must say.

PTL!

the weather.

how i wish it was as easy as that.

i miss the library gang.

i miss fatty (and the times we'll start giggling like schoolgirls (technically we still were) whenever cherrytree walked by) . i miss ha meen. i miss rafah!and the mcdonald's we'll have.

i miss sitting upstairs on the 3rd floor in that little room.

i miss the times father will pick me up from taylor's at 9.30.

i miss the last few days of college where i started hanging out with zhan hao and douglas.

oh the stories they used to tell.

now, i have the law library. new friends. its never going to be the same.

get over it.

urgh.

Malaysian politics.

The Star
(http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2007/5/19/nation/17778132&sec=nation)

On May 9, during a heated exchange in the Dewan Rakyat with Opposition MPs over the roof leak at Parliament House, Bung Mokhtar had said: “Mana ada bocor?

Batu Gajah pun bocor tiap-tiap bulan juga. (Where is the leak? The Batu Gajah MP also leaks every month.)”

..........................................................

KUALA LUMPUR, May 17 (Bernama) -- The roof of Parliament building is having a "severe" leakage problem and requires the whole structure to be rebuilt, Works Minister Datuk Seri S. Samy Vellu said today.

The roof also had to be installed with waterproofing and concealed ceiling equipment for heat protection, he told reporters after inspecting the roof and effects of the ceiling leakage near the Dewan Rakyat and Dewan Negara galleries.

"As an architect by qualification, I believe the present condition is severe. We must dismantle the whole structure and build it again with waterproofing equipment," he said.

He said that presently, leakages had been detected at five places and if immediate measures were not taken, the situation would worsen and the leak could happen at 10 or 15 other places.

Besides, he said, loads of rubbish had been found on the roof and the pipes to the extent of causing water flows to be blocked.

Samy Vellu did not blame anyone for the problem even though the maintenance work was carried out by the Parliament Department because he said that the important thing now was to repair the building and not to blame someone.

He said that when the interior restoration and renovation works were carried out costing RM90 million in 2005, the installation of water proofing equipment was not included in the contract.

Hence, he said, several architects and the Public Works Department (PWD) maintenance director had been told to carry out a comprehensive inspection on the leak problem.

He said a working paper on the maintenance work and costs to be incurred would be ready for submission to the Cabinet in three days.

"I have also instructed them not to leave anything behind so that the maintenance work is to be undertaken comprehensively and I want after this leakages will not happen again in the next 20 or 30 years," he said.

Samy Vellu said the old Parliament building design which had concrete blocks stacked on each other was no longer suitable with the current situation while the plastic pipes used needed to be replaced with Class A steel pipes.

Asked on the cost for the maintenance work, he said the amount would not be known until the PWD had completed the working paper. Surely, it would incur a huge sum, he said.

On May 9, at least six ceiling leakages were detected at the Parliament building including near the media centre.

-- BERNAMA

stupidity at its best.

Malaysia Boleh.

and we know where the money's going already don't we? : /

that was soooo last year.

i actually forgot that m2 has its own photobucket album.

*cough* the stupid things THEY used to do. hahahahahaha.

those really were the good old days.

besides the years spent in sri aman that is. heeeee.

what a steal!

oh wow. its been 11 days since i last 'blogged'.

time does fly.

happy i am.

2 TUBS OF CONNEISSEUR GOING FOR 10 BUCKS!

now, how cool is that??

so i bonded with pam over fruit juice and ice cream in safeway.

these med people are cool yo.

say no to embryonic stem cell research.

.................

so i wanted to end there. but lucky you, the fingers and brains wanted me to do otherwise.

marked.

Jus-Tin and his artistic/creative side. taking pictures of the people walking in front of him at 1 in the morning : /

and A HAAPPPPYY 19TH TO THESE PEOPLE!

FATTY TAN VEE VIEN!!

and Kim Chew the kimchi.

he doesn't know that i think of pickled cabbage everytime i see him.

and lets keep it that way, shall we?? heeeee.

and juey, welcome to blogspot.

you are now, one of the tom, dick and harry's i mention quite often here, in my space.

C-LUCKY YOU!

awesome.

that sounded so aussie doesn't it?

heeee. don't worry am still very much Malaysian at heart. and I want to keep it that way.

oh wow. a week just flew by like that.

i was away at camp the past 3 days.

and you know what, it was good. and i don't regret going away for the weekend and leaving the assignments behind.

haha. but don't worry i still know where my priorities lie.

but i guess, i had 'issues' that needed to be dealt with.

it was good to be able to hang with Him again. Not that I couldn't have done it at home, or anywhere for that matter.
but I felt a little distant from Him.

I just needed to be reminded once again that His goodness and mercy is always there with me wherever I go.

I just needed someone to tell me, to start living for Him again, and not for myself.

and guess what?The microecons assignment that i was worried about leaving behind. I'm now 7/8 done. all that in the span of 12 hours and no, i don't mean to brag here. but really, all glory to Him.

wow.

alter-ego(s).

scream! (literally.)

the things you do with a mac. and of course the weird disguises your sister brings back from work.

go figure.

: /

teehee.

accounting calls!

tumtums is giving me problems.

chocolate overdose?

2 pieces of toast with nutella.two cups of hot chocolate. one packet of chocolate panda biscuit.

maybe that also explains why i'm up at this unearthly hour blogging.

and pictures for the kei po people.

correction.

picture.

happy birthday you!

ahh.the two april babies.

those 3 words are said too much.

my slow descent into choco-ism.

2 cups of hot chocolate in a day.

chocolate addict.

confirm kao kao.

how now?

chocolate's good for you.no?

theartofblogging. writing like every other tom, dick and harry listed on blogger/xanga/livejournal.

coolness yo.

: /

and ooooh.before i forget, A BIG FAT HAPPY 19TH TO THESE PEOPLE!

jacqui kong.amandatee.sharlyn!

have/had a great one!

oh oops. forgot for a moment there. jac turns 18 this year.heeee. SO A BIG FAT HAPPY 18TH TO YOU, JACQUI KONG!

reallydoubtyou'llevercomeacrossthis. but its the thought that counts.

right-o.

kids no more.

Ashley and his tales of 'drunken debauchery'.

Braden and his 'hot' new ride and 1 dollar roti canai out there somewhere in clayton.

Douglas and his 'new' girl, and 'I need to get drunk tonight'.

boy, have they all grown up.

Quote of the day: If you're fat I would have told you already.

Thanks Braden. you made my day.

M2.class of 06'.

and i really have to stop blogging right after these things.

so uncool.

yo man.

the no.1 never came.

remind me to keep track of tram times.

my first concert. and it wasn't john mayer's.

katchafire.

second hand weed smoker.

oh gross.

bruised.

Michael Collins.

a reallyreallyreallyreally good movie.

really old but still really good.

jane goodall. another good movie.

james bond. stupid.

letters from iwo jima.no one wants to watch it with me.

THE NAMESAKE IS OUT!

angsty.

the big stupid jerk, he drove me berserk.

all i want to do is smoke a cigarette.

I Hate Everyone - Get Set Go.

I'm freezing. My fingernails have turned an awful shade of purple.

and not to worry.
ciggies are a big nono for me.

spoken too soon?

heee.

me and my sense of humour : /

Band of the Week: Oasis

Best I Ever Had.

i had this sudden urge to eat pan mee from sukses while listening to Vertical Horizon.

and i decided to blog about it.

my.life.is.oh-so-happening.

i went swimming.i've got sea legs now.

i can now do the jellyfish dance for you all to see.

i'm lame.will stop here.

back to OHSOFUN! business law.

oooh.oooh.mee goreng from that dood in Asia Cafe!OOOOH!

funny huh?

its funny how fatty and i have become such 'close' friends. haha.

its funny how clarynchong and i, through thick and thin, stuck by each other's side in cf.

its funny how windylindy and i still get excited and go lindy: eejen!!, me:windy lindy!! everytime we see each other online.

its funny how MitheleTheh, Rafah and I have bonded over pushi and nando's.

its stupendous really, how Rah Rah and I have become such good friends over the past year.

its weird that i've started hanging out with people whom I've never spoke to or even seen around in Taylor's.

oh not to forget, the 'air-guitar' times in 5SB. and the only song v-squared could perform was That Thing You Do by The Wonders, much to the delight of our fellow classmates!heeee.
DIDI!I miss you 'mummy'! we must perform 'our' song at fatty's wedding k!

denise-y!juey! you guys are weird yo. To more picture taking in the back seat of Denise-y big fat white estima!

but first and foremost, thank You, for being the bestest friend anyone could ever have.

Happy Bestfriend's Day. Well, according to MitheleTheh anyway.

i've been tagged!

Helena says,

Each player of this game starts out by giving 6 weird things about themselves. People who get tagged need to write in a blog of their own, 6 weird things as well as state the rules clearly. In the end, you need to choose 5 people to be tagged and list their names. After you do that, leave them a comment letting them know you tagged them and to read your blog!

gollygee.

i'm perfectly normal.

and being perfectly normal = i'm really actually perfectly weird.

1) i still have my baby pillow (it is however, not the one i had since i was a baby.long story.) pilsy is its name!

2) i pinch people when i'm nervous/cold/not to happy with someone. fatty can be a testament of that.
oh but come to think of it, i gave her bruises because she was being mean to me back in school. so she deserved it. heee.
well, at least i don't go around twisting people's ears.

3) i've watched drumline.10 things i hate about you. sister act 2. school of rock. a couple of million times.and counting.

4) windy lindy had to remind me. i've got acorrding to her, 'weird' nicknames for my friends.
fine, i agree.but only partially. i can't call vee vien, vee vien anymore. i call her fatty. i can't call lindy, lindy anymore. i call her windy lindy. i don't call michele, michele anymore. she goes by the name of MITHELE THEH! now.
yes you must, include the exclamation mark! and the list goes on.and they're really not that weird, k!

5) since i'm talking to windy lindy right now, she's going to help me complete the whole thing. she says i'm really forgetful. i do have short term memory! it does scare and annoy me at times!

6) i come up with really stupid/lame phrases all the time.i can't help it!hungee.chold.cheesy.
i'm an embarassment to the english speaking community.

now how cool is that? (phrase of the week,or rather month, or rather till when i get sick of saying it.)teehee.

i'm not bothered to think of who to tag. so all of you are off the hook!

stealth fighters.

hearing but not seeing.

freaky.

On another note,

Stop the War Against Iraq.

time to withdraw troops?

No.

Sh'ites v. Sunni's. = civil war.

stay. they need you.

You started it.So, you stop it.

say no, to leaving Iraq in shambles.

I've got your back.You've got mine.

Flavour of the Week.

I've taken to 'performing' 20 jumping jacks a day.

for the fear of ending up looking like baby jumbo by the end of this year.

so much food.so little time.

HUG-A-LAMP-POST Day.

American Hi-Fi. Band of the week.

Longing for Your embrace.

down but not out.

stumbled.but getting back on my two feet again.

with a little help of course.

: )

now, how cool is that?

so looking back at my old posts,

all words, no substance.

time for change.

or maybe its just the 'emo' me speaking.

ber-emoing 'kat' tepi jalan.

i really should be studying right now.

taking back what i said earlier.

bring on the heat.

poor vicksies.bearing the grunt of my 'frustration' with the nail biting. bone freezing wind.
justin is really of no use. stick thin. tsk.

i really need meatier friends.

10.15 p.m. on a 'very happening' Sunday night.

no really it was.

guess what came in the mail a few days back?!!




notice that the finger has been strategically placed to prevent psycho people from tracking me down? heh.
so excited i was!

misses.

flight'sscheduledtodepart.

no turning back.

the dimbulb in me.

the whole morning, stressing out i was.

i kept on going ohshoots.ohshoots.diediedie.

i was fiddling with my timetable you see, which was already purrrfeecct. right to the t.
(cept' for business law which only ends at 5 on fridays)

yes, so while i was messing around with it, there was this time table clash thing.so i thought i'll move it temporarily to a slot on tuesday at 8 in the morning.

for some reason, when i tried reverting back to my original schedule, it wouldn't!so i ended up with an 8a.m intro micro tutorial on tuesday mornings. and my next class was only at 12!

so i started muttering undering my breath.stomping my feet all over the apartment wanting to tear my hair out.

all other classes were full.cept' for the one on tuesday morning.

so i prayed.and prayed. and prayed really hard for a miracle to happen.

and guess what? it did!

so instead of drowning my sorrows in potato chips right now, I'm blogging!

so i sent out an email to all intro micro students, asking for a tutorial swap with the help of fatty tan.

few hours later, i got a text!from this reallyreallyreally nice/friendly aussie who had just bought a cow for her farm back in 'country' Victoria last weekend) who agreed to switch tutorials with me!

yes, so now, i'm back to my original timetable!

see how great God is!

so, how many people you know owns a pet cow?
now, how cool is that?

ouchouchouchouchouch.

oh.kaki saya berasa teramat sakit.

and yes, i'm horribly sorry for my horrendous use of the national language.

you should see the amount of blisters that have developed on my feet.

i've not walked so much in my entire life.

no more physical activity for me for the rest of the week!

ooh!!!we won! we won! we won melb. u's version of the amazing race!

limped back home with a 30 dollar coles voucher in hand!

now, how cool is that?

: /

now, Howard or Rudd?

Nice Day- Stereophonics.

i'm now officially a member of the Political Interest Society. heh.

I now have a subscription to The Age for the whole year for a mere 20.

I have just finished half a tuna sandwich, and a bowl of curry, and i am now sitting in front of the mac blogging.

and the mac isn't even mine. tsk.

ohh!!so the sister came back bearing gifts for me!
first there was the entire season of square pegs 2!then there was my new Bible from mummy :p, then there was the news that daddy banked in all my angpau money : / then there were more stationery! and finally, my econs notes!

which rah rah had to come all the way from klang to drop it off at my place!

amterriblysorryrahrah!

you all have a good day wherever you are!

what made my day.

brrr.

its freezing here.

its 38 out and i feel like doing is snuggling under my pink sheets.

*yea right.

so a gong xi fa cai to all!
you all have fun with your reunion dinners. chinese new year lunch. house-hopping. lion dances. angpau collecting.the works.
while i sit in front of the mac and watch america's next top model the entire afternoon silently hoping that it'll turn -5 soon.

back to the point.

celebrated the new year's eve at crown. with so-so lion dances and really loud eardrum bursting traditional chinese fireworks. oh and not forgetting the 9 something fireworks show the sister and i watched from our bedroom window.

the sister cooked.we had vege. prawns. and oh we 'ta-paued' glorious 'siew yok'.

yumm.

dinner was once again in front of the lappie watching antm season 7.

so happening right?

yes, so back to the point again.
while walking towards crown, this taxi driver dood wound down his window, and on a street full of people, he shouted a HAPPY NEW YEAR to us,the two stooges.
yes, so that made my day.
small thing like that make me go on an all-time high.

so, say NO to drugs.

From an office block in Chatham.

thanksyous you all!
i really like.
heeeeeeeeeee :)

so i'm thinking of getting a bike.

a bicycle.not a 'vroom-vroom' bike mind you.

so cool i tell you.

sucking it in.

last night here in SS2. trying not to let it sink in. or the waterworks might very well start.
windy lindy had to remind me : /

fine, i'll be back in November. but it's a long time from now.
(nownow, don't use that time flies phrase with me. I'm not in the mood.)

I never thought leaving would be so hard.

Fine. I'll get over it. now.

the past few nights have been filled with festivities. dinners with the relatives. meeting up with the friends. (people like Mithele Cheh whom I won't be seeing till 2011)

why larh do you have to go all the way to the other side of planet earth? Kangaroo land not good enough for you larh? tsk. : / you make sure i'll be welcomed in your house on cold wintry nights when i come visit oks doks?
Then i'll forgive you.

and then there's the other one. she goes by the name of farah. farah phat(after her middle name.cool eh?haha.) i call her. if things go as planned, she'll be flying the Union Jack by September this year.how now I ask you? i'm telling you Rafah, Kangaroo land will offer you double the fun than those stiff-necked bobbies guarding the Buckingham will. what with me there. heeeee.

next update: from the living room of the pyscho sisters' place. teehee.

what if.

i feel there's a part of me I should leave behind.

not wanting to be forgotten.not wanting to forget.

it's going to be hard.

2nd post in a day.
must.stop.gorgingdown.fried.stuff.

my days are numbered.

oh its been such a long time.

hello blog.

my absence can be explained. was busy stuffing myself silly in the highlands a few days back.
food tastes so much better up there.

we went for walks. upupup to the highland's highest point.

then the family went to the boh sg. palas tea plantation. and had so-so chocolate cake and s0-s0 tea.

nice trip. i like. so when are we going back there again?

met up with the chaichai and the lindy today. me going to miss those two :(

oh boohoo. no chinese new year for me this year.

and a happy 18th birthday to you donkey gaya.

oh and vicksies, you have a safe trip there. will see you soon.

and amanda lim, if you do read this. do have fun in adelaide! do take care and God bless!

boredom kills.

I've been such a glutton lately.

An hour does not pass without me stuffing something into my mouth.

The consequence(s) of eating way too much durian:-
1. Stinky durian breath
2. A horrible stinging sensation deep in my throat

Watched School of Rock for the i-dunno-what-millionth time.

Had yummy shepherd's pie. Thanks to you know who.

There really isn't anything interesting to blog about these days a s you can tell.

I feel like having Japanese.