Joyful Me

Scribbled Crap

2011-12-27T17:51:00.000+08:00

Everyone has one of those people who leaves a big, huge, deep and (sometimes) permanent mark in our lives.
The moment they leave their mark, you (kinda) remember them for life.
And those people are usually the closest people in our lives.

Do I have any? Pffft....Silly question.

OF COURSE I do!

Seriously, they LITERALLY leave their marks everywhere...on my stuff, that is.
And the saddest part is...they scribble their marks on stuff that is NOT ERASABLE!!

My so-called porn star name (Don't even ask)

The fugly version of my name

The lovely tiny house above my Jane Eyre notes (Ignore my ugly handwriting below)

This is suppose to be Minnie Mouse...

As if drawing crap on my notes isn't enough, they didn't show mercy towards...

My Bleu water bottle (which was given the name Helen 1)

My cheap, innocent, over-used eraser (that would be Helen 2)

I know, I know...I KNOW what you're thinking. I have the weirdest friends. They leave marks on my stuff using MY (Yes, MY!!!) OH Pen (you'd think they would have the decency to use THEIR OWN pen but Noooooo) and even name them. And let's not mention what they did to my stuff after naming them....

That aside, they are also my unofficial tattoo artists. And the thing about your friends offering you FREE tattoo drawing services is...You CANNOT say NO to them and you CANNOT even choose the design of your tattoo (Duh...They're unreasonable that way)

*sigh* What can I say? *shrug* My friends just love me. So much that they fear I might forget them one day. Well, the photos here will serve as my Form 6 memories, won't it?

Knowing them, I'm really (really, really) sure the scribbling doesn't end here.

This Is Just The Beginning.

*thunder growling in the background*

P.S: It's okay. I'm a reasonable person. Despite all the "terrible" things they did, I will still love em'.

P.P.S: Note to Chubby Ho- By any chance you do stumble upon this post, you still owe me your blog address (It's not fair that you don't even have a Facebook account!) LOL

Scribbled with lots of ♥♥♥♥ by

ME (the victim)

Raven, The Queen of Sarcasm

2011-10-29T15:07:00.002+08:00

The other day, me and classmate were talking about over favourite cartoon and as we talked the topic Teen Titans suddenly came out. Since we were talking about the Teen Titans (with much enthusiasms), I popped the question:

Which is your favourite Titans?

For those who have known me since forever, they should know I am I huge (yes, HUGE) fan of the emo, gothic Raven!! And it's not just her awesome, mind-blowing powers that made her my fave, it's her hilarious sarcasm that never fails to crack me up over and over and over and over ~~and over and over and over, okay I should stop,~~ and over again!

That's when suddenly my friend looked at me as though he just won the lottery and went all, "OOOOOH!!! That's where you get your sarcasm from!!!"

Well, when I think about it, it's actually true. The one thing that makes me heart the Teen Titans cartoon series so much is not because of the action, powers and villains, it's mainly because of the cleverly written dialogues.
Which is probably why I can still remember the most funniest lines after so many years.

In fact, I loved it so much, I actually kept a copy of the all my favourite quotes into a file.
And now, allow me to present you...

The BEST Raven Quotes (on my opinion...so far)!!!!

Starfire: Why does the Punk Rocket wish to hurt people with his music? Music is a glorious expression that is supposed to make one feel happy.
Raven: You obviously haven't heard any of my music.

Beast Boy: Told you we'd win you a prize

Raven: A giant chicken. I must be the luckiest girl in the world.

Blackfire: Yo, Beast Boy! What's up?
Beast Boy: Nothing but the ceiling, baby.
Blackfire: (laughs) Good one!
Beast Boy: (To Raven) See? She thinks I'm funny.
Raven: Statistically, I suppose someone has to.

Cyborg: How could you lose the remote?
Beast Boy: What makes you so sure I lost it?
Cyborg: Uh, 'cause you're you.
Beast Boy: Look, just because I lost that video game-
Cyborg: And the toothpaste, and my football, and the waffle iron!
Beast Boy: Well, it just disappeared! How am I supposed to know where it went?
Cyborg: Well, how am I supposed to watch TV without a remote?
Raven: Simple. You just get up and change the channel.
Cyborg: Don't even joke like that.
Raven: I wasn't joking.
Cyborg: Good, 'cause it wasn't funny! Now either help us look for the remote or go back to your nasty old book and-
Raven: This is a pointless argument over a useless device. You are wasting your energy and disrupting my concentration.

Beast Boy: Sweet! My tofu dogs are cooked to perfection. Yo, Raven. Try one. They're loaded with soybeany goodness.
Raven: I respect that you don't eat meat. Please respect that I don't eat fake meat.

Beast Boy: So...we really are friends?
Raven: Mmm-hmm.
Beast Boy: And you really think I'm funny?
Raven: Don't push it.

Starfire: Very, very good! What was your joyful thought?
Raven: You don't want to know.
Starfire: Oh, but I do. Please tell me. What did you imagine?
Raven: You not talking.

Beast Boy: Hey! What just...is this thing on? Hey, cut it out!
Cyborg: Goodness me. I seem to have accidentally switched off Beast Boy's microphone.
Raven: Could you go ahead and accidentally leave it off?

Robin: Sonar contact. Beast Boy! Ready to go?
Beast Boy: Dude, I was born ready. Time to do what I do best. (To Raven) Try not to be jealous. (morphs into a whale)

Raven: He just put on three hundred thousand pounds. I am soo jealous.

Cyborg: Main power's down! Hydrojets are toast and we're leaking air!
Robin: Tell me something I don't know.
Raven: Okay. We're all going to drown.

Beast Boy: Okay, all work and no flicks makes me a dull Beast Boy. So my fellow couch potatoes, what will it be? Super Ninja Showdown 8? Or Maniac Fury: Attack of the Protozoids?
Raven: (sarcastically) Gee, they both sound soooo good.
Cyborg: (not sarcastically) Yeah, it's really hard to pick? Wanna watch em' both?
Raven: (glares at Cyborg)

Starfire: I cannot awaken Beast Boy. I have tried the tickling, all manner of bodily noises, and the word "underpants." I fear that this time his brain is gone forever.
Raven: Beast Boy had a brain?
Beast Boy: Haha! Good one!! (pauses) Dude! That's not funny! I totally have a brain...I just don't use it much.

Cyborg: It is my great pleasure to present, for the first time anywhere, the thing you've all been waiting for, my coolest, hottest, baddest creation-
Raven: Just get on with it.

Raven: Are we there yet?
Cyborg: (grinds teeth) NO!!

Raven: Um...I know this isn't my style, but we just kicked Slade's butt. Shouldn't we celebrate or something?
Beast Boy: Yeah!
Cyborg: All-you-can-eat...
Beast Boy: ...free-form...
Beast Boy, Cyborg: ...breakfast explosion!

Raven: Sorry I asked.

Beast Boy: Look! I'll give you back the controller as soon as Raven gives back my nail clippers!
Raven: Not gonna happen. How else am I supposed to keep your toenails off the coffee table?
Starfire: Happiness and delight, friend. On this wondrous day I wish you sunshine and bunny-
Raven: Robin, could the music be a little louder? I can still hear myself think.

Raven: I'm gonna go out on a limb here and say that isn't Beast Boy.

Raven: I'm still getting his drool off my face. I don't want him anywhere near my brain.

Control Freak: I am the master of monsters! I am your darkest nightmares come to life! I am...CONTROL FREAK!!
Raven: A couch potato with a souped-up remote. I am petrified.

Beast Boy: Okay, okay, I got one. Why are ducks so funny? Because they're always quacking jokes!
Raven: Pull over. I think I'm gonna be sick.
Beast Boy: Come on, Raven, you know I'm hilarious. And I'm not gonna give up until I get you to smile. Okay. Why did the aardvark cross the road?
Raven: To beat up the idiot telling jokes about him?

Robin: A virus? Beast Boy, this is serious.
Raven: Seriously weird.

Cyborg: Whoo! You know what'd be fun? Let's all go out for waffles! Raven, you like waffles, don't you?
Raven: More than life itself.

Raven: Where'd you learn history? A cereal box?
Beast Boy: What's your point?

Cyborg: City Hall. We should be able to hide here ...'til Mad Mod's tanks come to tear it down.
Raven: Whoa. That was actually more depressing than what I was gonna say.

Beast Boy: Dude, it is totally brunged!...branged!
Raven: Ooh, bad grammar. That oughta scare him.

Beast Boy: Hmm. Maybe you should call me...Beast Man from now on.
Raven: We're having a moment here. Don't ruin it.
Beast Boy: Beast Dude?

Raven: So, you and the curtains had some sort of argument?
Starfire: Uh...yes. Today is...Gorb-Gorb, the Tamaranean festival of berating drapery. STUPID CURTAINS!!
Raven: Aliens.

Beast Boy: Uh...why does that rabbit sound like Raven?

Raven: Because I am Raven.

Raven: Evil beware. We have waffles.

Dr. Light: No one defeats Dr. Light!! No one-
Raven: Remember me?
Dr. Light: I'd like to go to jail now, please.

Raven: You know, Robins, I have to admit, the mask makes me feel...cool.
Robin: You know, Robins, the mask makes me feel cool too.

Robin: Mega Meaty Meat? I've never heard of this place before.
Raven: (sarcastically) Sounds healthy.

Raven: Okay, I can;t eat until that thing stops looking at me.
Mascot: It's meat-tastic!!

Beast Boy: There's only one thing worse than goo.
Raven: Sneeze goo.

Beast Boy: Okay, you're freaking me out here! The white robe and the smile are weird enough, but HUGS?! Are you still...you?
Raven: Blues is still my favorite color. And don't get used to this smile, 'cause you're still not funny.
Beast Boy: (hugs Raven) RAVEN!
Raven: Quit it.

Elasti-Girl: We're all very proud of you, Garfield. Take care.
Cyborg: Garfield?
Beast Boy: (embarrassed chuckle)
Raven: (smirks) Oh, I'm gonna get a lot of mileage out of this one.

Raven: We're going to play a game. It's called "Don't Bother Raven". Rule number one...no talking!

Raven: Raven calling anyone!
Beast Boy: Raven!
Raven: Anyone other than Beast Boy.

Beast Boy: Kids are easy! All you have to do is make silly faces. Oh, and kids love jokes. This one never fails. Okay, why did the cookie go to the doctor?
Raven: ...
Beast Boy: You're supposed to ask why?
Raven: Why?
Beast Boy: He went because he was feeling a little crumb-y. Get it?
Raven: I guess I'm on my own.

Beast Boy: But, what about my secret identity?
Raven: What secret identity? You're green.

Beast Boy: How am I supposed to pick up hot Japanese girls with a big green stain on my shirt?
Raven: Your skin is green, you have fangs and your ears are pointed. You're really worried about the shirt?

Raven: I know English, German, Latin, Romanian, Ancient Sumerian and Sanskrit. Do you have ANYTHING I can read?

Raven: Thirty million people, a hundred thousand stores, and in this entire city, the only thing to read is gum.

Friggin' hilarious, right? Okay, so I may be 18 and should be watching something young adults watch like The Big Bang Theory (which I do watch actually). So I still love cartoons. Sue me then. Nyehehe... I don't care.
Finally a quick graphic to end this hilariously, sarcastic post....

P/S: Okay, I know I kinda broke my promise about trying to write something on my blog every week. Clearly I wasn't trying hard enough. But hey, to my defense, I had finals.

Scribbled with lots of ♥♥♥♥ from

SARCASTIC ME :)

Clearing the cobwebs

2011-09-27T19:28:00.002+08:00

There I go again. I abandoned my poor blog. The cobwebs are everywhere.

I am such a horrible blogger.

And I suffered the consequences from it...

My English is deteriorating!!

Seriously...

I can't talk right.
I can't spell right.
I can't read right.
I can't understand right.
I can't even write right.

Therefore, from this day onward....

No matter how frickin' busy I am,
No matter how addicting Facebook is,
No matter how much homework the teachers throw at me,
No matter how free I am,
No matter how pissed I am,

I Will Write A Frickin' Post Every Week.

...if it's the last thing I do

Just you watch. Hmph....

Okay, I'm going to end this with a big FULLSTOP....I still got literature work to do. At least I've cleared some of the cobwebs. Yay!

Scribbled with lots ♥♥♥♥ of by,

Yours truly- ME :)

RANDOM: The "friend" I never had

2011-07-25T20:57:00.004+08:00

He is a PLATE.
He does SPLITS.He is a BLONDE in disguise.
He has HUGE alien-like EYES.
He has COOKIES glued to his phone.
He is the founder of the FLOWER BUTT DANCE.
He is the president of HATERS.
He is HATED by everybody. (Yeah, seriously)

Yeah, you'd probably be wondering....

DO SUCH A GUY EVEN EXIST???

WHO THE HELL IS HE????

Well, surprisingly such a guy DO EXIST (no kidding).
And apparently, that guy is none other than...

...this guy.

Right now, I'm dedicating this post entirely to this very "unique" guy.
Being his classmate and friend for a month now, there has never been a day where I would be left in total peace.
Every day, he NEVER (I repeat, never!!) fails to spread the AHKF virus to anyone he stares at, talks to or touches....(yeah, he's THAT dangerous...so BEWARE, people!!)

And I'm not proud to say that I, too, have fallen victim to that deadly virus.
From exclaiming "Daaamn" to every thing that pisses me off to saying "I hate you" to random, innocent people to doing the flower butt dance whenever stress is taking over my body...*depressed*
I hate to admit it, but (much to my horror)....

I'm slowly transforming into a second HO KAH FAI!!!

*scream in frustration*

Kah Fai and Devia as PLATES XD

Other than the ability to create many AHKFs, he is the amazing ability to give his friends "unique" porn star names too.
And he is a very "responsible" assistant monitor. (Ask Barney if you don't believe me)
And he is loved by the teachers in the class.
And he has 998 friends on Facebook.
And he loves Lady Gaga.
And he...he....GAHH!!
ALL IN ALL, he is kinda, sorta, somewhat, maybe, not really sure...a good friend too.

And therefore, Alex Ho Kah Fai, I represent everyone from 6R2 and English Literature class to say from the bottom of our heart, "We will MISS EWE VERY VERY MUCHIE!!!" *sniff* *sniff*
We'll NEVER forget you and we hope you would do the same when you leave for college.
We wish you all the BEST.
*waving tear-stained hanky* BYE BYE!!! SAYONARA!!!!

*end of sad, depressing mode*

YAHOOOOOO!!!!!!!!
ABOUT TIME!!! Was so waiting for this moment every since I spoke my first few words to him!!
Not sure if I could take this madness any longer!!!!
Thank GOD, he's leaving for college.
Should seriously throw a PARTY and CELEBRATE this moment.
I HOPE TO NEVER HEAR FROM HIM AGAIN!!!
Muahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha....

....or so I thought....until this morning

...when he entered the 6R2 with that trademark blondie smile of his...

Unfortunately, he's BACK!
Looks like the college can't take his extreme insanity either...
*blonde moment* Daaaaamnnnn......
Looks like the rest of us are stuck with him for the next one and a half year...if we manage to stay sane for that long, that is.
So stressed right now....*flower butt dance*
Oh, well...

WELCOME BACK, HO!!!

See ya in school tomorrow and the day after and so on.... :)

P.S: A quick thanks to Kah Fai for inspiring me to write this post. If not for you, this blog would've been long forgotten and abandoned. So for this, you're AWESOME again!!!! XD

Scribbled with ♥♥♥♥ by,

ME :)

Garlic Chives Pancake (Ku Chai Pancake)

2011-06-09T19:29:00.001+08:00

Alright, I now I haven't been blogging for a while (SLACKER!) and I'm still blogging on my super long BRATs post (brace yourself!).

Today, my mum made us Garlic Chives Pancake (more commonly known as "Ku Chai Pancake" by the Chinese people) , which she claimed to not have fry for a long time after getting married to my dad.

So while she fried, I snooped around the kitchen and observe with a camera in hand. This is my first time writing a step-by-step instruction to making this pancake so bear with my horrible non-professional-chef style of writing (I've never written a recipe book in my life and I'm no Chef Wan, okay?).

1 cup of wheat flour
2 tablespoons of rice flour
Water
Salt
Minced fresh prawns and dried prawns
Finely chopped garlic chives (and lots of em')

MAKING THE PANCAKE BATTER:
1. Mix the wheat flour and rice flour with salt and water.
2. Later, add in the minced prawns into the batter.
3. Followed by the garlic chives.
4. MIX EVERYTHING!

FRYING THE PANCAKE:
1. Heat up the wok or frying pan and pour in some cooking oil.
2. Pour a ladle of the batter and spread it out with a spoon.

3. Fry both side of the pancake until it turns light brown (not the burnt kind of brown!)

4. Fold the pancake and cut it into equal, small pieces

5. Serve it on a plate and.... EAT UP! (best served with Chilli sause!)

And as expected, the pancakes were YUMMY!! My dad, my bro and I just kept eating and eating and eating... while my poor mum kept frying and frying and frying...! (Poor mum!)

Mummy told me that the poor would usually fry this pancake for tea. In one way or another, this pancake is sort of a pancake for the poor (unlike those yummy pancakes where you eat with maple syrup and honey).
Nevertheless, it's one of the YUMMIEST pancake I've ever eaten.

So if you have a time, give this pancake a try (or beg your mum to fry some for you while you help her do the eating *wink*)

Scribbled with lots of ♥♥♥♥ by

BЯAT in the making

2011-05-15T18:19:00.000+08:00

It was like any typical day for a Form 6 student like me.

Trying to adapt in school, waiting anxiously for the result of my application for school transfer (hoping that it's successful), coming home from school feeling more exhausted than ever.

Just when life couldn't get any less stressful and tiring, the familiar sound of my Sony Errisson ringtone filled the living room. At that moment, I was slumped onto the sofa, taking my usual long evening nap. In a half-awaken, half-asleep state, I stretched out my hand and hit the coffee table nearby aimlessly, feeling for my handphone.

Touching the keypad of my handphone, I brought it to my face and read the message with my half-opened eyelids. Unfortunately, my brain was unable to make out what the message was all about ("Dear...Participant...been...next...details...email...couse...call...inquiries...bla...bla...bla"). In the end, I place the phone under the sofa (almost dropping it) and immediately fell back into deep sleep.

About an hour later (and hitting the "Snooze" button on my alarm about a zillion times), I finally drag myself out, stagger towards the kitchen and get myself a cup of water. Another half an hour passed only I remembered about the message just now. So, I reread the message which went like this:

"Dear Chosen Star Brats 2011 Participant, you have been selected to join our next coming workshop @ Alor Star from 1/6 to 4/6..."

[End of story mode and back to physcho mode] HOLY CRAP!!!!
I had to read the message for three times to process what it was saying.
I'm going to be a....

Yup, I am going to be made into a plastic Bratz doll and sold around the world and become filthy rich... Haha, okay, I'm just pulling your leg.
Besides, what I am going to be is a MILLION times better than being a plastic Bratz doll.
I am going to be a....

*SCREAM*

In case you're living under the rock, have never read The Star newspaper before and is totally oblivious to what a BЯAT, well let me tell you... being a BЯAT is the MOST awesome thing E-V-E-R!!!

What is a Brat?
According to thefreedictionary.com, a brat is:
1. A child, especially a spoiled or ill-mannered one
2. A child of a career military person

What is a BЯAT?
Bright (Ya, I guess, I'm kinda bright too, especially when I'm under the Sun)
Roving (Definitely)
Annoying (Very)
Teenagers
Still don't get it? Okay, to keep it short and simple, Brats is a bunch of young teenagers (13-19 years old) who get to experience first hand on what being a journalist is like under the guidance of very professional The Star journalists.

YEESSS! I'll soon join the BЯATs family! (Photo taken from The Star BRATs blog)

Being chosen as a Brat is something beyond my wildest dream. I can't even believe my crappy essay (which I wrote in a hurry because I was about to leave for NS in a few hours) got chosen.
Lady luck is definitely on my side.

Thank God I didn't delete the text message during my "drunken" state which is something I do so OFTEN. Sometimes, when I message interrupts my lovely evening nap, I would just glance through the message, hit the "Delete" button and plop back to sleep.

And when I do wake up, I would be all, "Hmm...somewhere between my nap... someone texted me...Hmmm..." and check my phone only to realise there's no new message.
Then I would wonder, "Did I dream about getting a text message?" and go through the (might I say) embarrassing process to send a text message to my friends asking, "Hey, did you sms me just now?"
If they say, "Yes" I would apologise and write, "Can you resend your previous message? I seem to have accidentally deleted it. Hehehe...."

Stupid, right?

But then again, who cares about me being stupid?? I'm going to be a BЯAT!!!!! *scream scream scream*
Do you know that this is my life long dream ever since I read the R.AGE articles and BЯATs article (and occasionally biting my nails in envy because the teens get to do what I want to do)?? Well, I can kiss those days goodbye now because my dream is finally coming true.

And I intend to brag about it whether you like it or not *evil laugther*

So while my friends rejoice and cry over whether they get the JPA scholarship, I was leaping around the house after reading this email (edited):

Freaking awesome, man.
Maybe my Science-minded friend may find this soo lame compare to the world of Science (I said MAYBE) because if they do, they are soo wrong.
I did my homework on BЯATs workshop and just reading their experience got me so worked up to joining the workshop soon! (Don't believe me? Check it our here: http://starbrats.tumblr.com/)

Thanks BЯATs for choosing me.
Thanks Dad for making this possible (and helping me send the email in time when I'm away for NS) and encouraging me to take part.
Thanks Mum for supporting me by saying, "Yes" to going.
Thanks Juliana for informing me the awesome news.

I'm waiting for the 1st of June with batted breath. And I'll definitely share this one in a lifetime experience here really soon. Don't be jealous, guys ;)

... for me to be a freaking awesome BЯAT!!

Written with TUCK LOADS of ♥♥♥♥♥ by

ME, BЯAT in the making

Friday + Rebecca Black = DX

2011-04-25T21:22:00.041+08:00

Before I start writing anything, please watch the video below.
Well, if you've watched it before, I suggest you save yourself the torture and skip the video.
That doesn't mean I won't stop you from "enjoying" the video though.

WARNING: If you want your Friday to be a happy one, avoid this song and listen it to some other day. If you're moody today and is on the verge to go and strangle someone, avoid this song. You have been warned.

You know, when Rebecca Black (Yeah, that's the singer of the song, in case you don't know) becomes an instant Internet singing sensation, I thought maybe she's another Marie Digby-Zee Avi-Justin Bieber-wannabe-in-the-making-Youtube-sensation.

Other than that, I really know nothing about her.

And then one day, I read an article about Miley Cyrus dissing on Rebecca Black, saying that she doesn't deserve to be a singer using the easy way out (somebody is J-E-A-L-O-U-S) by getting her parents to pay to produce her video.

Based on that (very obvious jealous) statement by Ms. Cyrus, I can't help adding that she also kinda (sort of) gain fame the easy way and she has her 'Achy Breaky Heart' daddy, Billy Ray Cyrus to thank for.

Whatever, Miley Cyrus and her not being a fan of Rebecca aside, I knew I had to check out the video to find out exactly how GOOD she is to bring up the jealous side of a star like Miley.
Upon waiting the music video to load, I was already thinking, "Wow, 95 millions views. Not bad. Must be good. No wonder Miley is jealous."

I hit the play button and the video begins with showing some stupid day-to-day diary and I was all, "Okay, still going okay-ish" until the singing starts.
The whole thoughts about the video being (maybe) good evaporated in one second flat.
I was like,

What The Hell?

I was beginning to think that I was having a horrible taste in music considering this song got up to 95million views (now 118 million) and I was unable to appreciate the beauty of the whole video. So I scroll down and saw this:

And I have to say, "Thank God, there's nothing wrong with my taste in music!"
So, I am going to review the whole "Friday" package, just for the fun of it *wink*

Singing
I always try to avoid criticising on people's singing because I know I can't exactly sing that well myself.
In fact, if possible I try to stay away from being a duplicate of Simon Cowell.
But still, this... where do I even begin? I only have to ask this:

WTH were Rebecca Black's parents thinking??

Were they trying to humiliate her? Because if they did, I think they did a really good job in it.
If not, haven't they learn something by watching American Idol where you see wanna-be singers ~~saying~~ boasting, "My parents say I sing like Celine Dion and my friends always tell me I am the next Mariah Carey." when they actually sound nothing like what their parents or so-called friends said???? HUH??
All those false hopes and praises they injected in their souls? The humiliation in public television?

Even my mum shows no sign of going easy on me when it comes to criticisms (from "You look like a physco when you twirl your hair between your finger" to "Your breath stinks!").
Yeah, it hurts (sometimes) but sometimes a little criticisms can do you good.

Comments
I am not going to criticise on Rebecca's singing so I will let the Youtube comments do the talking...
From people who actually love this song (No, kidding. No doubt they are the 324000++ who "liked" this song):

To nasty reviews:

to the MOST disgusting comments E-V-E-R (note highlighted comment):

If you think the comments on Youtubes are harsh and nasty, the newspaper shows no mercy either:

Lyrics
OMG, where do I even begin, people?
From

Partyin', partyin' (Yeah!)

Fun, fun, fun, fun

Looking forward to the weekend

(Yeah, yeah, yeah. We get it, FUUUUNN!!!)

Kickin' in the front seat

Sittin' in the back seat

Gotta make my mind up

Which seat can I take?

(Then don't take a seat at all)

Yesterday was Thursday, Thursday

Today i-is Friday, Friday (Partyin')

We-we-we so excited

We so excited

We gonna have a ball today

Tomorrow is Saturday

And Sunday comes after ... wards

I don't want this weekend to end

(Okay, we get it! Friday = FUN + EXCITEMENT)

Can someone spell "CHEESY"???
I could've sworn this song is directed to people (mostly kindergarden kids) who don't know ~~what day comes before and after Friday~~ the names of the seven days of the week.

If I were Rebecca Black, I would fire whoever writes this song before he/she can come up with anymore horrible lyrics.

Music Video
It's all right, I guess. It's not some low quality music video (Let's not forget that about 4,000 dollars is paid to make this vid).
She manage to get Patrice Wilson (an ok-ish rapper) to rap in her song.

And she gets a few teenagers to join in the "fun, fun, fun" and act convincingly that they enjoy her singing.

Looks
Okay, I am not one to judge looks because I am no where near pretty. But I definitely am allow to praise on one's look (no crime in that, right?).

Hmm... for a 13 year old, I'll admit she looks really pretty (and that's coming straight from the heart).
With such an angelic look, she could actually try out for...oh, I don't know, acting or maybe even modelling (if she's tall enough)?
Besides, if you look at the photos long enough, she looks a little like Selena Gomez, don't you think so? (I'm just saying *raises hand defensively*)

So Conclusion...?
Frankly, her singing wasn't that bad though it's not a song I want to hear again after hearing for the first time. Words are that she still won't give up on singing even after being slammed by critics. I wouldn't encourage her if I were her mum but it is possible for to improve, I guess.

Anyway, have a GREAAAAT FRIDAY!!!!

P.S: Isn't it ironic that the Royal Wedding is also on a Friday? Thank God for YouTube for broadcasting the EPIC wedding live (no thanks to my TV area which is not working at the moment). Anyway, chances of playing the Rebecca Black song are close to none (it will be disastrous if they do).

Click here to watch it live on Youtube

OMG, the prince is on his way ! (The crowd went WILD!!)

Prince William in RED!

The Royal brothers :)

Okay, just go watch it yourself. My mum doesn't see the need in catching the wedding live but to me, such FAMOUS royal wedding don't come often. So there's no way I'm missing the historic event.
Okay, I better stop typing or I will miss out on the arrival of an important guest. Tata!

Long Live Prince William and Kate

Scribbled with lots of ♥♥♥ by,

Never Say Never Say Never to Bieber Fever

2011-04-11T21:21:00.147+08:00

Okay, before you Beliebers go all, "OMG! OMG! OMG! I found another Belieber to join our Justin Bieber fan club!" or haters go all, "What the hell, another stupid Belieber who can't stop gushing over Justin Bieber!", well let me get this straight.

I am NOT a Belieber and I will NEVER be one.

*Never Say Never playing in the background*

SHUT UP about NEVER SAY NEVER!!! *music dies*

Okay, I may not be a Belieber but that certainly doesn't mean I hate him.
I mean, I don't scream "SCREW YOU BIEBER!" and throw the radio against the wall whenever I hear a Bieber song on air even though I am really sick of hearing the "Baby" song.

You can throw me in a crowd of screaming Belieber while he belts out his songs, flashing his Bieber oh-so-beautiful smile, shaking his Bieber hair, wearing his purple Bieber jacket and I would probably be only one standing in the middle of the crowd like a freaking statue, completely immune to his Bieber Fever.

~~Too bad, the same can't be said for Selena Gomez... oh well.~~

As we all Malaysians know, all Malaysian Beliebers are waiting with bated breath for the release of his 'Never Say Never' 3D Movie (14th of March) and are literally going nuts by just ticking off the dates to hit My World Tour (21st of March).

Well, don't worry, I won't be grabbing the phone to book for the cinema tickets the moment the clock stirkes midnight three days before the actual screening time nor will I be fighting my ways to the front of the line just to get my hands on the cinema tickets to the best seats available.
And I definitely won't be wasting my money on his VIP concert tickets.
*Malaysian Beliebers sigh with relief*

I guess, I will never ever understand all the craze about Bieber.
I mean, I tried a 20 questions quiz on "Are You A True Belieber?" in some mag and you know how many questions I got RIGHT out of the 20 questions (that are just peanuts to Beliebers around the world)?

Four.

Yeah, I'm not even kidding.
I know nothing about about Justin Bieber.
Seriously, one of the four that I got right was such a simple question! It asked who is the girl in the picture below that caused a Twitter frenzy among female Bieliebers (who sent death threats to girl).
Honestly, this question was so easy I would laugh.

In case you're living under a rock, the girl above is Kim Kardarshian (who is famously known for her big boobs and even bigger butt).
And all Kim did was take a friendly, innocent photo with Bieber and just that got her thousands of death threats from his adoring female fans sent to her Twitter doorstep.
Imagine poor Selena Gomez who does something more than taking a friendly, innocent photo with Bieber...

*angry growl from female Beliebers, cracking their knuckels*
Poor Selena.
Being Justin Bieber is never easy. I wouldn't be surprise if the news of one of his fan crashing his wedding ceremony saying, "I OBJECT!!" with a gun in her hand makes the headline.
Maybe this is his destiny. Oh well.

Moving away from jealous, creepy, possessive female Beliebers (seriously, is there even a male Belieber?), let's talk about his more successful than Michael Jackson's movie.
I mean seriously, what can we expect from the movie?
A clip of him performing, a few family videos of him as a baby walking a few of his first steps and then a one hour story of how he work his way to stardom and bla bla bla...
Sounds familiar? Well, we can get that from American Idol which can actually move us to tears.

For those who don't even bother to go watch his movie (like ME), then I highly recommend you to watch this which I bet is a thousand times better than the actual movie:

TEE HEE! LOL, right?!

I'd prefer Rustin Hieber anytime to Justin Bieber. That kinda makes a a Helieber now, right??

And then there's "Never Say Never". I mean, there will be a time in our lives where we will have to say, "NEVER!", right?

I will NEVER be able to fly.
I will NEVER be caught sitting in the cinema watching "Never Say Never"
I will NEVER marry Justin Bieber.

Last but not least...

I will NEVER say "NEVER SAY NEVER" to Bieber Fever?

*LOL. Get it?*

Anyway, I don't even know why am I writing this Bieber crap.
I guess I just want to make up for my one week absence in the blogging world.

P.S: Speaking of Bieber's concert, I still haven't gotten over missing out Bruno Mars concert in Malaysia!! All I can do is just watch people update Tweets from the concert. Depressing... (Got photo below from Mars Twitter account)

Looks like catching him live again will remain a dream of mine in my wish lists.

Scribbled with ~~lot of~~ some ♥♥ (because I'm not writing this post as a Belieber) by

ME, the non-Belieber

Be a Smart Bookacholic: Buy More, Spend Less

2011-04-02T20:12:00.002+08:00

Hell yeah! I'm A Freaking

!!!!

You can toss me into a room filled with mountains of books (and of course some food and water lah. You want me to starve to death meh?) and I'd still survive.

Seiously, I read EVERYTHING and ANYTHING.

Fictions (But story with sad endings is a big turn-off)
Non-fictions (Some as long as it's not political, historical and BORING)
Comics (I'm a comic addict, thnks to my dad's huge collection of Marvel and DC comics)
Mangas (You want to buy me a b'day present? Then buy me a manga with beautiful wide-eyed manga characters and I'll be the happiest girl in the world)
Magazines (I'm a teenage girl so of course go for gossip magazine!)
Text books (B-O-R-I-N-G)
Refence books (B-O-R-I-N-G)
Dictionary (I can barely survive 10 pages, what more 1000 pages??)

Okaay, so maybe not EVERYTHING...just some of them, but you get the point don't you?

As you can see, being a bookaholic is EXPENSIVE.
Considering that I'm not rich (I don't even have a part-time job! What more a proper job!), having an expensive hobby is tough.
You can't buy the latest best-selling novel without burning a hole in your pocket.

Oh sure, there's always malay, french, spanish, chinese-translated novels but they're NOT THE SAME. They don't give you the same feel-good feeling when you read the original novel on your lovely couch with a steaming hot cup of coffee in your hand.

Example, I read in the newspaper review on the Malay version of the Twilight series and do you know what is the Malay word used to replace the word "vampire"? It's... (wait for it)...

"PONTIANAK"(!!!)

Eeeew!! I know right? How weird and (not to mention) gross is that?

English version: Edward is a vampire.
Malay version: Edward adalah seorang pontianak.

EEEEEEWWWW! And imagine reading the whole freaking book with a thousand "pontianak"s printed on almost every single weirdly translated pages.
It COMPLETELY destroy the beauty of the novel!!
So, my advise here is:

Support (Original Version) English Novels

OKay, where was I? Oh yes, about my expensive hobby.
As you all know, novels these days are not cheap and it doesn't seem to show any sign of getting cheaper either (And people wonder why Malaysian teenagers hardly read. Really, I "wonder" why...).

Every time I entered a lovely air-conditioned book store (Borders for instance), a few attractive looking novels will catch my eyes and I'll get all super excited as the urge to buy them is bubbling in my body...until I turn the book over and check the price tag, knowing that I will NEVER be able to afford it.

*depressed*

When all hopes are lost for our fellow bookaholic (that's ME, in case you're wondering who), out came a solution....

What is that??

The annual Popular Clearance Sales (up to 90% discount!!). A banner this big is definitely hard to miss. The "magnetic force" of this sale is sooo strong, it got every single bookaholic in Penang (ME included) flocking the store like a zombie hunger for human flesh (only in this case, in the form of BOOKS!)

Behind Midlands

Upon entering the lift, I was greeted by a tank of fish!!

I've forgotten how much I enjoy staring out from the see-through lift as the lift moved higher and higher. Photo taken from the lift!

Waaah~~ Discount banner everywhere!!
All bookaholics are on Cloud 9, man!!
If you observe the photo above, I snap it at the 70% discount section (90% for Popular Card Member). And I was shocked to find that they even sell MANGAS!!!! MANGAS!!!! *scream in delight*
Guessing time: Guess the cost of the MANGA after the discounted price?

The price for ORIGINAL mangas range from RM20-60 (Bloody expensive, right??)
So imagine how shocked I was when I find that the manga sold at the Clearance Sales was only...

Less than RM5!!!

*scream*

SERIOUSLY, this is not an April Fool joke!! This is FOR REAL!!
You can get a Fruit Basket (FYI: One of the best-selling manga in America) at only RM5!!
And get Peach Girl, Get Backers, Priceless, Gundam and other mangas at less than RM5!!
(though I can't help feeling disappointed that Naruto and Bleach mangas are not available *sigh*)

(**Actually, right after I leave the bookshop only I realised that cameras are NOT allowed. Haha...oh well, to late, I already snapped two photos. Shhh...!!!)

Anyway, the selection of books sold at the Popular Clearance Sales this time is....disappointing compare to the previous. Usually, I always manage to find a lot of super attractive novels at a super cheap price.

But this time, even after spending hours moving from shelves to shelves, I only to buy ONE novel.

I bought it for RM7.45 (after 50% discount). Cheap right??!!
*ahem* May I also add that the book title isn't exactly referring to THAT first time, okay? (even though the picture on the novel seems to suggest so *ahem*) I demand you to erase that nasty thought at ONCE!!
In fact, Jenny Colgan's novel doesn't contain such X-rated stuff, okay??

It's not impossible to find such cheap novels among the mountain of books if you search properly.
Previously I bought this book...

On first glance, this lovely, attractive hard covered book (literally) screams, "I'm an EXPENSIVE BOOK!"
But when I turned it over to check the price tag, I was soo surprised I had to double check.
It only costed RM19.50!! And I haven't even add in the 25% discount yet!
Then again, you'd probably be asking now, "Sales like this don't happen everyday so where else can we buy books at such a cheap price?"

Once again, when all hopes are lost for our fellow bookaholic, out came a solution... a solution better known as....

The Second Hand Bookshop

Yes, people! If you have been leaving under a rock and have been fishing out lots of money on your books (especially novels), well my friend, such a shop DO EXIST!
You'd be surprised by the price gap between a second hand (but still looks like a completely new and untouched) book and a new book Borders or Popular Bookshop.
Therefore, it's high time you stop wasting those extra bucks on your favourite books and be a ...

SMART BOOKAHOLIC!!

To those of you who are surprised ("Blimey, where have I been all these years??") by this, you'd probably be wondering,

"Where can a find a bookshop that sells second hand books at a freaking cheap price?"

This is when I enter the scene (heroic and all) and make your search a whole lot easier.
Though, if you don't live in Malaysia (or more specifically, Penang), then tough luck my friend, you're on your own. Sorry.
Okay, so Penangites, here is the store to your spend-less-money-on-books solution:

Twenty Twenty (located on the 4th floor in Midlands)!
Before you imagine it's some nice bookstore surrounded with shelves and shelves of books arranged neatly in alphabetical order and a nice, big lovely couch placed by the side for your reading pleasure, well I advice you to erase that thought from your mind (Yeah, right now would be good) because if you don't you'll be in for a disappointment.

Seriously, what do you expect when they are already selling books such a cheap price??

Upon entering the shop, you'll be greeted with books everywhere in a cluttered mess.
Don't bother asking the owner of the store, "Can you help me find the book with the title 'blablabla'?"
because you're suppose to find it on your own (there's so many books even the owner himself can't keep track).

I just scanned through the books here in the photo and I realised I missed out the Cecelia Ahern's Book Of Tomorrow novel. (Argh! I should've bought it!!) *hitting myself in the head*

Usually, you have to depend on luck. If you're lucky, you might be able to find your favourite novel buried beneath the mountain of books (which happens to me often *wink*)
MOST of the second hand books in Twenty Twenty are in good condition because the books there are already wrapped in plastic cover (which also means minus the trouble to wrap it yourself!)

My collections of second hand books bought from Twenty Twenty

So, you'd probably be wondering, "How cheap is 'cheap'?" I will show you a few examples

Love, Rosie by Cecelia Ahern (RM22)
If You Could See Me Now by Cecelia Ahern (RM18)
Shopaholic & Sitster by Sophie Kinsella (RM20)
Confession of a Shopaholic by Sophie Kinsella (RM28- The most expensive purchase. I regretted it even though it's a entertaining novel!)
Princess Diary by Meg Cabot (RM15- First hand Meg Cabot books are NEVER CHEAP)
Princess Diary 2 by Meg Cabot (RM15)
Size Doesn't Matter by Meg Cabot (RM16)
Mega Crush (RM17- I actually bought another book of the same brand for about RM5 only. ARGH!)
How Was It For You? by Carmen Reid (RM5- Cheap, right??)
Harry Potter and the Socceror's Stone by J.K. Rowling (RM13- MAJOR frickin' cheap!!)
Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban by J.K. Rowling (RM25- CHEAP!! Frinkin' cheap!)
Me And Mr. Darcy by Alexandra Potter (RM 25- Not exactly cheap but still a good read)
Airhead by Meg Cabot (RM14- Cheap, cheap, cheap!! And did I say, "Cheap"?!)

And here is my cheapest purchase to date...

Guess how much this book costed??
Come on.. guess... guess..guess?
Give up?? OKay, the answer is....

DAMN FRICKIN' CHEAP, right???

There's once when I brought my BFF here (who happens to be a bookaholic) to check out the second hand books in Twenty Twenty. That time, she only had less than RM5 with her.

Of course, if you're shopping in Borders or Popular, RM5 can only buy you a ABC toddler book.

But not in a second hand bookshop. She managed to buy a Nora Roberts' novel for less than RM5!

(Psss... to all Twilight die-hard fans out there, the Twilight novels sold in Twenty Twenty is only RM16! So stop wasting RM30+ buying the first hand novel in Borders when you can get it at half the price there!)

See what I mean?

Here's a TIP: Books that are rented by people are usually cheaper in Twenty Twenty. The more the book is rented by readers, the cheaper it is!

Yup, you can rent the books there too for A MONTH!

But firstly, you have to pay the full second hand price of the book. After you return the book, you'll get back your money (minus the rental charge which should probably be around RM1 or 2 depending on the book you rent.

And to all y'all bookworm out there who is obsess with reading your reference books and text books, they sell it here too (most of them are PMR and SPM reference and text book).

In fact, I bought myself a MUET reference book (Original Price- RM 34. Second hand price- RM18)

Damn NEW right? It may not be the latest edition but it's fine by me :)

So dear students, stop paying so much for your reference books when you can get it all new at Twenty Twenty at a super cheap price!

So, people, be A SMART BOOKAHOLIC. You can save lots of money buying the book you love.

Don't ever follow my brother's footstep...

My brother could not wait for the soft cover edition (or even the second hand version) so he wasted RM37 (after 20% discounted price) on this hard covered latest Diary of a Wimpy Kid.

Seriously, do you know how many second hand novels I can buy with that amount of money??? (Huh???!)

And practically 60% of the book is printed in graphics!!
Seriously, man. I feel like grabbing my brother by the shoulder and shake some sense into him, "Is it worth it?? Huh? Tell me!! IS IT BLOODY WORTH IT?!?!?!"

Someone clearly is NOT a smart bookaholic.
(Therefore I'm going to make my brother's $$ worth by reading this book a MILLION times!)

So there you have it. Penangites have NO EXCUSE to complain about how expensive books are when there's a second hand book shop selling it at a cheaper price.

The only thing that isn't sold in any stores is...
Haha.. Okay, ending my super long post here with a full stop.
Peace out xoxo.

P.S: Tomorrow is the last day for the Popular Clearance Sales. So for those of you who haven't buy something worth your money in the sales, you know what to do *wink*

Scribbled with lots of ♥♥♥ by,

ME the bookaholic

Breaking out of my shell of depression

2011-03-28T21:59:00.001+08:00

I guess God really did read my blog post.
Probably in a hurry. But I still thank God for giving me the result I deserved.
So, everyone who are not my family members, relatives, BFFs, classmates, FB friends or Twitter follwers are probably wondering....

How many As did I scored for my SPM?

The answer to this question is probably the reason why I left my blog un-updated.
The result wasn't anywhere near excellent but it was neither anywhere near horrible either.
Frankly, it was a major letdown (to me).

Okay, I know the photo is blurry and stuff (my camera is only 5 megapixals. Very outdate already.) but it's readable.

It's bad, right?

When the result slip was delivered to my (sweaty) hands, I didn't immediately scan through my result like what my other friends did. Instead, I placed my (sweaty) palm over the grades (blocking them from my view) then slowly moved my palm away, revealing the grades one by one for every subject.
My eyes brigthened up with hopes when I saw that I got a few As for the top few subjects...it wasn't until I reached the bottom that my hopes were dampened.

The next thing that popped into my mind was the image of Dad.
So, instead of standing in the middle of the crowded room like a frozen idiot, I made my way out of the room through the sea of students, out of the school gate (on the way bumping into my classmate and telling him I only got 5As) and into the car where dad was waiting.

The reaction on my dad's face was... unreadable the moment he set his eyes on the result slip.
Then, my friend phoned me and asked, "Where the heck are you? How's your result?"
A clearly depressed me replied, "I only got 5As..."
Which was then my dad interrupted, "Isn't it 6As?"
I immediately jerked my head towards him and went, "What?"
I took the result slip from him and counted the As... sure enough there were 6 of them.
I can't believe someone who scored A+ for both Mathematics and Additional Mathematics can screw up counting the number of As she scored in her SPM (like me).

In the end, we went home. My dad phoned my grandparents while I texted my mum about the news.
It didn't take long for my mum to phone me after receiving the message.
My mum took the news really well (even when I asked her whether the news will affect her mood when she's teaching in class later, she was like, "No lah. What's there to depress about? I'm totally fine!")

For the rest of the day, friends and relatives keep tossing "How many As did you get?" question and congratulations at me.
A lot of them (my grandma, aunts and uncles) said, "Wow! That's very good!"
And I would immediately reply, "It's NOT good!"
That's when my uncle would snap back (on Facebook), "My daugther only got 3As. Are you saying that my daughter is worse? You belittle my daugther, is it?" (He made me sound so "EVIL")
Haha, well, I can't argue with that, can I?

But still, seriously, I don't deserve any of those congratulations.
And yet, my uncle STILL want to reward me with RM10 per subject.

I don't deserve any reward!!

Bahasa Melayu (B+): The result is expected already. But thank God it's better than my previous exams.

English (A+): I've been communicating and writing in English since birth! If I get (even) an A for this subject, I'm going to kill myself, seriously!

Moral (A-): After suffering months of horrible, barely-close-to-A marks for this subject ever since I entered Form 4, it sure is a relief to finally get an A- for Moral.

History (A-): I memorized every single word from the summarised History notebook until I was almost hysterical. Thank God, that effort was not wasted!

Mathematics (A+): The paper was so easy that if I can't even manage an A+ for this, I'm going to kill myself (again!)

Additional Mathematics (A+): I NEVER scored an A+ for this subject in my entire Form 4 and 5 life, so it's finally GREAT to get an A+ for my Add Maths.

Physics (A-): The grade that shocked me the most. After sitting for this paper, I thought I was a GONER already. In fact I was already expecting something worse than a B.

Chemistry (B+): This paper was easier than the Physics paper and I still get a freaking B+ *disappointed*

Biology (B): Ditto.

Chinese (C): I don't even want to talk about it.

This ends for my post of the day (because if I continue writing any longer, I'm going to be depressed all over again). A big congratulations to all my friends and classmates who did well in their SPM examination.

Congratulations!

P.S: Have trouble deciding what you want to do next after getting your result? Then I suggest you get the help of an education consultant! This service is available at Education Network Consultants!
Just the other day, I emailed them (I really was having trouble deciding) and a replied was given in less than 12hours!

And then two days after receiving the reply, my dad brought me to ENC. Stepping into their air-conditioned office, you'll see shelves of thick blue files, each file labelled with the name of a certain university(both in Malaysia and overseas).

The consultant (it's a woman) was super friendly, helpful, proffesional and good at her job.
She drew me a mind map, listing out the many options I could chose from. My dad was impressed. She definitely knows her stuff.

And the best part is... she did all this FREE OF CHARGE!

Imagine, me, not even a straight A student, taking up most of her time explaining my future for me and she didn't even ask for a single cent.
I suppose you can say I'm very grateful and therefore I'm (kinda, sort of) promoting their company.

ENC: Education Network Consultants Sdn. Bhd.
Address: 38, Dickens Street, 10050 Penang, Malaysia (Somewhere Komtar)
Telephone: 04-2617098
Fax: 04-2617100
Email: sfyang@streamyx.com OR encpg.msia@gmail.
Website: www.encpg.com

Scribbled with lots ♥♥♥ of by

Blogging to God

2011-03-22T22:23:00.002+08:00

Dear God,

if you're not busy watching over the people (who needs you) all around the world, or more specifically the poor and pitiful people who suffered from the massive earthquake in Japan, please spare a minute or two to visit my blog and hear me out (or in this case, read what I have to blog).

Haha, if people can e-mail their wishes and troubles to God (like the one in the movie Bruce Almighty), I suppose I could give blogging a shot *wink*

Okay. I know this is really selfish of me considering that the people in Japan needs you more (and seriously symphatise with the people there) but I'm really desperate right now. I've been restless all day and if I don't pour out what I want to write now, I'd go crazy.
Now, I know you may think I only seek your help only when I'm really in need but that's not true.
I pray every single day for my family and always put other needs before me but right now....

I really (X1000000000...INFINTY) want to score well in my SPM.

This exam is extremely important to me. My life literally depends on it.
It's my golden ticket to finally prove myself that I can do it.
Most importantly, it's my one chance to finally make my parents PROUD!

I've put in a lot of effort.
I tend to always laze around but that time, I resisted the temptations around me (Facebook, blogging, TV. It was soo hard even if it is just reducing my FB time to just half an hour) and memorised tons of fact even my brain can't handle.
To be honest, I worked even harder than my previous exams though there were times where I really regretted not memorizing some of the facts properly.

I owe my parents soooo much.
They sacrifised so much of their time and money for my studies and future.
They are the most loving, kind hearted, wonderful and amazing parents in the whole world (and seriously deserve the "Best Parents In The Universe" award)
They don't deserve to be slapped in the face my a result slip filled with Es.
Wonderful people like them deserve better. Much better.

I want them to be finally able to smile when they see my result slip.
I want them to be able to brag about it to their family and friends like every proud parents do.
I want them to not have to be disappointed anymore everytime I show them my report card.
I want them to not have to fork out so much money for my education anymore and instead use it for their own daily uses.
I want to be able to repay for all the sacrifises they did for me throughout my school life.
I want to give them a better life.

I feel responsible.

It's high time my parents stop suffering and instead sit back and enjoy life while I take over that job.

So God, please, I'm begging you from the bottom of my heart, let me make my parents proud tomorrow.
Make tomorrow the best day of their entire life.
Make them the happiest parents in the entire world.

Finally, I thank you for always watching over my family and I.
And thank you for hearing me out.
Now, you may proceed to watching over the poor people in Japan.
I, too, pray and hope that God is able to help them and sprinkle hope into their lives.

P.S: Trust me, if I really did well in my SPM, do get a scholarship and get a proper job, I would (I'm serious) lend a helping hand in Japan. Hopefully, the suffering in Japan will end soon. And I'm not saying this for the sake of saying.

Lots of ♥♥♥ from,

ME (Joyce) *praying really hard for a miracle*

My first outing with BFFs since NS

2011-03-21T23:47:00.000+08:00

Yesterday, I went on my first ever outing with my girl pals since coming back from NS. It was sooo good to see them again. This time, I took LOADS of photos for your viewing pleasure.
Therefore, I'm going to let most of the photos do the talking. Enjoy!

12.15 p.m.- Reached QB with Xiao Xian and met up with my "darling", Jia Yi, at Borders. Just as I was feeling as though I was in heaven, being surrounded by the sea of books (the smell was welcoming too!), Xiao Xian dragged Jia Yi and I to Popular bookstore to get her Korean magazine.

12.40 p.m.- Got Xiao Xian's mag (her turn to be on Cloud 9). Jia Yi received a message from Jo Lynn that she was already waiting for us at Borders. So, the three of us walked back all the way towards Borders. As we were approaching, an idea suddenly hit me.

12.50 p.m.- Hid myself at a nearby clothes shop as I waited with excitement for Jia Yi, Xiao Xian and Jo Lynn to leave Borders. It was really (really) weird because I happened to be the only customer in the shop. It didn't make me feel any less weirder when the workers there were eyeing me suspiciously.

So, I pretended to be really "interested" in the lovely rows of black and white miniskirts. Unfortunately, I noticed that one of the salesmen there still had his eye glued on me (Probably wondering, "Damnit, when is this girl going to buy something??")

Feeling uneasy, I quickly whipped out my Fadar iPhone and (once again) pretended to be really busy messaging someone. Thank goodness, a few seconds later, Jia Yi, Xiao Xian and Jo Lynn appeared.
As they walked pass the shop (both Jia Yi and Xiao Xian gave me the, "Get your butt outta here!" look) and further away, I dashed out of the shop with Xiao Xian's magazine in hand to cover my face.

I made sure I kept my distance from them. The moment they turned into a corner, I quickened my pace and caught up with them. Jia Yi spotted me and gasped (loudly)! I was so afraid that my cover was blown and the whole plan was failing but thank God Jo Lynn didn't turned around.
So I grabbed the chance and ATTACK!!

You should've heard the way Jo Lynn screamed... PRICELESS, man!
She ended up chasing me around the mall saying, "I'm soo gonna kill you!"
Conclusion, my plan SUCCEEDED!

1 p.m.- Line up to buy cinema tickets to...

...but clearly there isn't any line to line up because there's hardly anyone at the counter *Phew*

1.20 p.m.- By then, my stomach was GRUMBLING. I was STAVING. It took us a while to debate whether to eat at Wong Kok or Dave Deli. In the end, we ended up at Wong Kok.

Just when we were about to order our food, Sin Ling and Mei Yen arrived! While waiting for our food to be served, we took the "golden" opportunity to snap some photos

Seeing WHITE: Me, Jo Lynn and Xiao Xian

Seeing MORE than white: Mei Yen, Sin Ling and Jia Yi

Love is in the air: Jia Yi and Me (and my self-drawn hearts)

And finally, the FOOD IS HERE! Yumm~

Sin Ling's Egg Tart

Sin Ling gives a THUMBS UP!

Jia Yi's Mango Dessert

Jia Yi, too, gives a THUMBS UP for her yummy dessert

Mei Yen's bowl of dried noodle with fried ham and egg

Jo Lynn's Egg Wrapped Rice with Chicken and Salad

Xiao Xian's baked cheese....something (Can't remember what it is)

My grilled fish fillet with chilled tartar spaghetti (RM14.90)

Yummy-O-Meter: ♥♥♥3/4 ( I would've given it more ♥ if the dish wasn't so small considering I paid so much for it. Even after finishing the meal, I wasn't full yet. Not worth my money. Even the Cordon Bleu Chicken I ate at Secret Recipe was reasonable and full filling at the same price)

Grilled Fish Fillet: The fish fillet is grilled to golden perfection. The meat is tender and soft too (so slicing it wasn't a problem). The black pepper sauce added enough flavour to the fish

Tartar Spaghetti: This is my first time eating chilled spaghetti. Who knew chilled spaghetti was just as yummy?

Sausage and Broccoli: Really, need I say more about how sausage and broccoli taste?

1.50 p.m.- Right after we foot the bill (and was delayed even longer when we were told that they forgotten to add in another RM2 to our receipt! Seriously, how can they be soo darn careless and make a stupid mistake like that?!), we were literally running towards the cinema.

When we finally made it, all of us had the urge to pee so we make a quick stop at the cinema's toilet. Even after knowing we were already (really) late for our movie, we decided to camwhore in the toilet! Crazy, right?!

3.30 p.m.- Movie ended. I'd give the movie a ♥♥♥1/2 rating.

3.45 p.m.- Jo Lynn brought us to one of the most amazing shop in the world (to me, at least)...

DAISO Japan, baby!
OMG, I literally hopped into the brightly lited shop like an excited child entering a playground.
Every where I turned, I see JAPAN. The whole place was screaming, "JAPAN!" in my ears.
And the best thing is every single item there is only sold at RM5 (Really cheap, right?)

I was on Cloud 9.

So I did what ever normal and insanely happy people who has a camera in their hand would do, start snapping every single Japanese product I could find in the shop.

NAIL POLISH. Rows and rows of COLOURFUL bottles of nail polish!♥

It's soo beautiful. I even felt tempted to try on every single colour available there.

Many kawai and unique hair accessories (but I still prefer having accessories-free hair)

They even sell cute little earphones there (though I'm not exactly sure if the price for it is RM5)

I really love this cute pink hand soap bottle ❤❤

Though I love their Baby Soap even more. So KAWAAI~❤❤❤

Waa~ So many colourful combs to chose from!

Super LOONG hair band (1m long!). No idea what's the use of having such a loong hair band. To me, a short one will do just fine.

Powders and foundation... Hmm.. not my kind but I just took a photo of it just for fun! :p

Waaa... A facial cream just for MEN! And a cute sunblock cream for kids. So kawai.

❤❤Aww... The bear bear and bunny is sooo KAWAI!! ❤❤

Waaa. this is my first time seeing 3D sticker, wei! So must snap photo la!

Wow, office sponge? Sponge cup moistener? Fingertip moistener? Flower pattern finger sack?

I've never seen (or even heard) such a thing before. Haha, must take photo.

Hm.. I wonder how tomato juice and seaweed juice taste like? (2 for RM5)

And what about California Cola and Ginger Ale?

Last but not least, a super BIG eraser!

People were staring at me as though I'm a tourist from some other country who has never seen Japanese product before. But I couldn't be bothered, really (but I was extra careful not the let the sales people there catch me taking photos *wink*).
And you'll never guess who we bumped into....

It's none other than "BOBBY" LOH (SIEW MEI)!! XD

It was so great to see her again. If my eyes didn't deceive me, I could've sworn she gotten slimmer (unlike me).

Group PHOTO (left to right): Mei Yen, Siew Mei, Sin Ling, Xiao Xian, Jo Lynn, Jia Yi and ME

4.10 p.m.- Since we (or maybe, it's just me) still haven't got enough of Japan, we went to the next Japanese store which is on the same floor as Borders. I have no idea what's the name of the store but just the way they decorated their shop was enough to attract me.

And of course, this means more PHOTO SNAPPING! (ignoring Jo Lynn's constant eye-rolling)

Head Color? Does that mean it's only meant to colour our HEAD and not our HAIR? Hmmm...

*scream* More nail polish! ♥♥

Hair products. Absolutely love the pink packaging :)

Cute, small, yummy-looking key chains! *drool*

Waaa~ Soft, cute, puffy STRAWBERRIES!

Jo Lynn, noticing that I couldn't get enough of the cute Japanese product, ended up making me pose for a photo which I gladly did.

Me, falling head over heels over a little red cow~ ♥*smiles*♥

We had to leave the shop early (to my disappointment) because Jo Lynn will be leaving with her parents soon. Then, Jia Yi spotted a life-size Japanese girl statue and decided to take a quick snapshot with it. And (of course) Xiao Xian and I wasn't going to miss out the same opportunity.

4.30 p.m.- Went to JCO Donuts. Honestly, it's my first time entering a high class donut-selling restaurant and my first time eating such an expensive donut. All my life I've only eaten donuts that barely even costed me RM1.

I was back on Cloud 9 the moment I was surrounded by trays and trays of mouth-watering donuts. So the obvious thing to do was fish out my camera and start snapping away (for future drooling purposes)

Check out the cute mini burgers

Oooh... Yummy, high class, expensive coffee

Anyway, we ordered a set of 6 donuts for RM12.60 while Jia Yi bought herself a cup of chilled strawberry yogurt.

YUM!!: Our six freshly made donuts (Mine is the Oreology donut on the bottom right)

A simple step-to-step instruction to reheating your donuts

Jia Yi's chilled strawberry yogurt

Looking across the restaurant, you'll never guess who I spotted.

I Spotted Taylor Swift !!

*screaming fans in a distance*

Oh wait... that's just someone WHO LOOKS LIKE her... *aawww maan*Oh well, you can't get everything.

But taking photos with my girl pals was something I got.

So sweet, right?: Me and Jo Lynn

BFF 4eva: Me and Xiao Xian

BFF 4eva: Me and Mei Yen

BFF 4eva: Me and Sin Ling

Just before we had a chance to enjoy our donuts, Jo Lynn had to leave already *aaawww maan*

She ended up not eating her donut.

After finishing our donuts, Xiao Xian wanted me to accompany her to Bread History where a friend of hers was doing a part-time job there while Sin Ling wanted to go to Harvey Norman to check out the iPad for her brother.

4.45 p.m.- Walked all the way to the ground floor to find Bread History, Once again, couldn't resist the yummy looking cakes displayed there. So you know what this means...

Baking with a SMILE :D

5.15 p.m.- Window shopped with Xiao Xian and finally bought myself three mini bottles of nail polish and only for RM5... What an investment!!

I bought something close to my nail colour, something less striking. (though I also wanted to buy mint colour nail polish. Too bad it wasn't on sales)

5.30 p.m.- Received a phone call from Jia Yi to meet up at the skating ring. So, Xiao Xian and I climbed all the way up to the cinema floor and we bumped into..

Shun Hao, Teik Wei and Hui Chieh!!

I had to double check to make sure it was really them because they looked different (except for Shun Hao who just came back from NS, still spotting the crew cut).

We took a quick photo before going our separate ways.

Is it me or I look really fat in the photo?

Finally, we met up with Sin Ling, Mei Yen and Sin Ling, said our goodbyes (and "We'll see you on Wednesday!") and left. Sin Ling was kind enough to offer me a ride home since we live nearby (Thanks again, Sin Ling!)

That's pretty much for our fun-filled outing.

Hope you guys enjoyed the photos.

Till then, folks.

P/S: I pray for the people in Japan, hoping that everyone who suffered from the tragic earthquake there are safe and sound. God bless you. ♥♥♥

Scribbled with lots of ♥♥♥ by

ME *wink*

Swearing and Cursing (or "F"-ing) to SUCCESS!

2011-03-19T22:36:00.002+08:00

Now, press your hand against your chest, close your eyes and ask yourself honestly...

"Throughout my entire life, have I ever swear or curse aloud (or maybe even silently)?"
"When was the last time I said the F word under my breath?"

Remember, people... Honesty Is (Sometimes) The Best Policy!

If your answer to the first question is, "Yes" (and I'm pretty sure almost everyone will give the same answer), then good for you (not for sweating but for being honest).
If your answer is a "No" accompanied by big, cute, innocent puppy eyes...well, I can't exactly accuse you for lying, can I?
As for me, I, too admit that I've did IT before and I'm NOT exactly proud of it.

As for the second question, there are many possible answers raging from "Hmmm, I don't remember..." to "Five years ago" to "A month ago" to "Two weeks ago" to "Just yesterday" to "Hey, I just said that five seconds ago!" to "Heey!! I just said that very word while asking myself this very question!"

Just so you know, I
In fact, I'm totally against it.
So why do I admit that I did IT when I'm already anti-IT?
Obviously, I don't simply swear or curse for the fun of it. Not even over tiny little things such as:

*walk into a pole* "F***!"
*break a manicured fingernail* "F***!"
*wake up late for school* "F***!"
*step on dog poop* "Major f***!"
*eating* "F***!"
*drinking* "F***!"
*facebook-ing* "F***!"
*dreaming* "F***!"

Weei, I'm not that kind of person who plays around with the "F" word over every single stupid thing.
Of course there's a reason why I swore that very one time....
That one time I cursed under my breath was also the very first time I got caught talking during the school assembly. While our poor principal (I said "poor" because no one in the whole school bothered to listen to his very looooong speech) was talking away on the middle of the stage, me and my two other friends were chatting away. One moment we were talking and the next moment we were being dragged out from the crowd of clearly bored students by our discipline teacher.

Hahaha, I know, I have my bad girl moment too!

Can you imagine how embarrassing it was, standing there when every single pair of eyes had their gaze on you?
That's when, without me realising that the "F" word escaped from under my breath. And I repeated that word for a few times!! *GASP*
Needless to say, my friends were shocked to hear that coming out of my mouth.
Even I, myself was shocked.

Every time, whenever one of my friend says the WORD, I will always wag my finger at him/her and tell her to stop saying it.
I even wince every time the WORD escapes from my friends' lips as though the WORD is a needle poking my flesh.
Sometimes, I'm so pathetic, I can't even bring myself to say the WORD!

Me: You know, just now, I heard this guy going all, "I don't care what the f-f-f-fu-fu-"
Friend: You mean, "f***"?
Me: OMG, why did you say that word?! Stop saying that!!

Honestly, I've heard soo many "F" words being toss around in my life, I'm kinda immune to it already.

Friend: If she messes with me one more time, I'm going to f***ing kill her! Seriously!
Me: *silence*
Friend: F*** her!
Me: *silence*
Friend: (to me) Well? Say something!!
Me: Well, geez, I really have nothing to say, really.
(NOTE: The convo above NEVER took place. I just made it up.)

I felt sooo bad about cursing, the moment I got home I quickly knelt in front of the God and begged for forgiveness.
Okay, I sense someone is holding back their laughter but it's true.It's who I am.
At least, I felt a whole lot better after doing so.
As I'm typing this blog post, something suddenly hit me in the face. Hard.
I realised something...Yes, I suddenly realise that...

Most of the successful and famous people in the world swear (and enjoys doing so!)

I mean, SERIOUSLY! From talented singers to A-lists Hollywood actors to best-selling authors and even famous blogger, they all SWEAR and CURSE!

Singers

Eminem (Rapper) - Okay, seriously, need I say more about this guy? Eminem, one of the most successful rapper in the music industry of all time (They might as well make him "The King Of Rap" if you ask me).

If you are very (very, very) familiar with his songs, bought every single of his rap album since the day he stepped into the music industry, memorized every lyrics to his profanity-filled songs, practiced day and night trying to rap like him (in my lil' bro's case), forking out tons of money just to catch a glimpse of him on stage rapping away, had a special T-shirt with the words "I Heart Eminem" printed on with big, bold letterings, and... (Okay, you get it already don't you, to those die-hard Em fans out there?), you must know his passion in writing, producing and rapping music with more than 10 of the 4-letter words in it, right??

Look at him (or at least listen to his rapping), he swore and cursed in most of his songs (or was it ALL his songs?), spitting out the "F" word soo many times that I've lost count.
And yet, these songs managed to climb it's way up to the top spot in the Billboard Charts Top 100 Songs.
I sometimes have to read the news to remind myself that these songs also earned him 10 Grammys (the most prestigious award in the music industry.).
Even his latest fastest selling album album, Recovery, sold more that 3 million copies around the world.
And I just found out that his rap song, 8 Miles, won an Academy Award for Best Original Song, becoming the first ever rap song in a movie to win the Academy Award (a prestigious award in the movie industry)

All these amazing achievements. One tends to wonder how in the did he do it??
How? By swearing and cursing.

Actors
Seriously? I could write a list about it and go on forever and it'll NEVER end!!

Authors

Sophie Kinsella (author of the Shopacholic series)- Have I ever told you how much I enjoy reading Sophie Kinsella's novels? All her novels are New York's Times bestsellers and never failed to crack me up. However, the only downside of her novels are the use of the "F" words in it. But other than that, I have no complains about her writing.

Cecelia Ahern (author of P.S I Love You)- She is known as the "Queen Of Modern Fairytale" for her best-selling, heartwarming and bittersweet novels that leave her I-can-totally-relate-to-the-character's-situation readers in tears (not me because I never had a dead husband who leaves behind love letters that ends with "P.S. I Love You" and I certainly never made friends with an imaginary friend called Ivan).
However, because she writes modern fairytale fiction stories, there's bound to be a few four-lettered words here and there.

Blogger

Xia Xue (Singapore's famous blogger)- Her addictive blog attracted many readers (ME included) because she speaks her mind and doesn't give a damn about what people think or say about her which is probably why her blog won many awards, this included saying the "F" word (or in this case, writing)
While a lot of us (ME included) are totally against using the four letter word, she seems use it in almost every single blog post as though it's the most normal thing in the world.
For that, she get to travel around the world, get free stuff and take awesome photo shopped photos. *envy*
Her wonderfully photo shopped photos never fail to make me WANT to buy myself a better camera SOOO BADLY maaan :(((

Lim May Zhee (Malaysia's young blogger and author)- At the young age of 15, she already has two novels under her belt. While most of us Malaysians are shocked to see her constant use of the "F" words in both her novels and blog (for a talented teenager like her), she claimed that she was just being who. (Now, where have we heard that before?)
Many of her blog readers dismissed her as a Xia Xue wanna-be (Ah, so that's where she got the line from!)
from the "I don't give a damn what other people say about me" to "F" filled blog posts to lots of cam-whoring.

Then again, what wouldn't people do to gain attention, popularity and publicity, right?
However, I can assure you that I wouldn't go that LOW to put myself in the spotlight.
Therefore I would like to conclude this super long post (which took me two days to write and do some serious research) by saying....

In every man's success, there's always the "F" word.

(F as in for "Failure", okay? Not the four lettered word. Gotcha!)

Gotcha, didn't I? *wink* *wink*

IMPORTANT NOTE: This blog post is meant to poke around on the issue of swearing and cursing. Therefore, please ~~DO NOT~~ NEVER (I repeat, NEVER!!) EVER (I repeat, EVER!!) take this post as an inspiration or motivation to go around saying the four-letter word, thinking it'll lead you to success in life.

Don't come pointing an accusing finger at me and go all, "Joyce wrote here that the only way to earn success is through swearing!" when your parents caught you swearing, okay?
You have been WARNED (it's all written here in ~~black and white~~ brown, orange, and red!)

Instead, why don't you follow the footsteps of J.K. Rowling, Stephenie Meyer and Oprah Winfrey?

J.K. Rowling (author of the Harry Potter series)- None of her best-selling Harry Potter books have a single "F" word in them and look at her now! Her books sold like HOT CAKES. All her books are made into blockbuster movies. And now there's even a Harry Potter theme park which is doing so well in business. Even after ending the Harry Potter series, she's still earning MILLIONS from the sales of her books, movies, merchandise and theme park tickets. (Do you know that she's richer than the Queen, making her the second richest woman in the WORLD!)

Stephenie Meyer(author of the Twilight series)- Her four Twilight novels were best-sellers and were very well-received (and still is!). Naturally, it's only seem right if movies based on the novels were made which became instant blockbusters (though I strongly advice you to just read the novel instead of watching the movie) and at the same time brought Kristen, Robert and Taylor to stardom! She took vampire-werewolf fantasy love stories to a whole new level and she did all this without including profanities in her novels.

Oprah Winfrey (famous talk show host)- If you have no idea who she is, you definitely have been living under the rock your whole life. Oprah went from living a poor life to now, a famous self-titled talk show host. She aims to inspire and motivate people through her talk show (which means no swearing and cursing throughout her hosting career). Her multi-award winning talk show made her the richest woman in the world (I got that from watching E! News) and was once the only black billionaire.
Seriously, need I say more?

Who says you need to swear more than 10 times in your life to achieve success?
Definitely not ME (or J.K. Rowling, Stephenie Meyer and Oprah Winfrey).
In fact, I'm (pretty) sure the three women above are much, much more successful than those who earned success by bringing the "F" word into their work and life.
So, here's my advice:

Don't swear because if you actually think it makes you sound awesome, you're SO WRONG

People will not respect you. The only impression you'll leave on them is that you're brought up in a bad family. Think about your parents. Think about yourself.
If you ♥ your family and of course, ♥ yourself, restrain yourself from swearing (if the urge to do so is SO STRONG that you can't stop yourself, at least just do it silently in your mind).
Trust me, when you swear (or curse)...

You have everything to lose and nothing to gain.

I have thank my parents for this advice. They are the reasons why I don't make swearing a habit. (I ♥ You, Mum and Dad)
If you feel insulted, hurt or anything after reading this post, I sincerely apologize from the bottom of my heart. When I'm writing this post, I never target anyone specific in mind (especially my friends). I swear.
So, no hard feelings okay? *Cross my heart*

P.S: Dear God, if you're reading this, please forgive me for the use of the "F" words in this blog post (even though I censored it with "*"). And if by any chance my mum do happen to stumble on this post (eventually. She always does), I better apologize for all the horrible crimes I have committed. Sorry, mum (and dad, of course!)!!

P.P.S: A quick thanks to my friend, Jason Ooi for suddenly inspiring me to blog about this. (I was really running out of creative juice there) ☺

Scribbled with lots (and lots) of ♥♥♥ by,

ME (I swear it. Not that kind of "swear", if you know what I mean)

NS Journal: Everything and Anything about PLKN (Part 1)

2011-03-17T15:26:00.002+08:00

Now, I KNOW, when it comes to Program Latihan Khidmat Negara (PLKN for short)....
a lot of us will shudder at the thought of it, gasps could be heard, eyes grow wide with horror, glass drops, a noisy crowded hall of people will suddenly fall silence and thousand questions will be playing in every one's minds....

What is PLKN like?
Is PLKN as terrible as people claim it to be?
Is PLKN really a HELLHOLE??
Can we even get out of PLKN alive?

Waaay before I know PLKN awaits me, my parents (especially my mum) went on and on (and on) about how WONDERFUL it would be if I was THE CHOSEN ONE. Instead of lazing around at home being over-pampered, attending the PLKN will whip me into good shape. Let's not even remember how they made fun me (the thought of me "suffering" in PLKN was enough get them laughing).

True enough, their fairy godmother granted their wish. You'd expect my parents (especially my mum) to be overjoyed that their daugther is finally going for NS but.... NOOOOO!!!

*shock*

My mum was worried sick. *gasp*
In fact, she actually half-wished that I wasn't the Chosen One! *double gasp*
And that was coming from someone who wanted me to take part in PLKN soooo badly.

But hey, I came back safe and sound, didn't I?
*wink* wink*

Therefore, as promised, I will reveal every single little thing you need to know about Malaysia's National Service. So I suggest you push those nasty and worrying thoughts aside, sit back and read this blog post (with a bucket of popcorns and Coke in your hand!)

Just so you know, I had my NS training at the Sri Kandi camp which is located in Kuala Muda, Kedah.

Before I begin, it's best if you know the ways to find out if you are The Chosen One XD

You can:
1. Send a SMS
All you have to do is type in PLKN SEMAK, send it to 15888, sit back, clutch your phone and wait for a reply. (Each sms cost 20sen) Okaay, if you plan to just sit and wait, you'd be just wasting your time because it usually takes ONE WEEK for them to send you a reply. If you're "lucky" enough (like ME), the reply will go like this:

"Tahniah! terpilih menyertai PLKN Siri 8/2011. Penempatan pelatih akan dimaklumkan kemudian."

So, if that's the reply you get, CONGRATULATION!!!!!! :)))))
(This calls for a "celebration" too! Note sacarsm)

2. Check out the official PLKN website (http://www.khidmatnegara.gov.my/)

Using the website to check whether you've been chosen is more accurate. Now, I must warn you, on the very day when people start receiving news that the list of NS trainees are available on the PLKN website, don't even bother to visit the site.
Why? Because THOUSANDS of students will be trying reaaallly hard to log on the website making it IMPOSSIBLE for the page to load.
Sooo, my advice is try your luck in early in the morning OR visit the site when everyone has stop visiting.

This is the answer you'll get if you're chosen.

3. Read the Star newspaper
I do know that the Star paper always prints out a LOOOOONG list of soon-to-be NS trainees but finding your name in the sea of names is not going to be easy.

So, if you already know you're The Chosen One, all you have to do is wait for that dreaded PLKN letter to come to your doorstep. (You can pray really hard that the letter will never find it's way to your cozy little home but the chances are SLIM)

Packing Up
Alrighty then. You can toss in whatever crap you want into that luggage of yours (be it make-up, accessories, PSP, teddy bear, cleanser, toner, moisturiser...bla bla bla etc.) but here are the DO and DO NOT bring items.

DO BRING!! :
*A big bucket (and a brush too) -- PLKN means your clothes and uniforms need lots of soaking, scrubbing and rinsing because you'll be sweating buckets there.
*Torchlight -- Comes in handy when you go jungle trekking
*Nail clipper -- The people there are serious about short, clean, tidy fingernails
*Fork and spoon -- As you know, most of the trainees there are Malay which means you're going to be eating with your hand. Forks and spoons are provided there but not enough for every single one of us non-Muslims to use. So, it's always better to bring your own fork and spoon.
*Mirror (for the girls) -- There is a mirror in every dorm but everyone will definitely be hogging for the mirror. Instead of waiting for your dorm-mates to use the mirror for their personal use, just whip out your mirror and get to business.
*Slippers -- You don't plan to bath in the shower barefooted, do you? And walking around from dorm to dorm in you sport shoes is not exactly the best option.
*5L water bottle -- You'll never know when the camp will suddenly have low supply on water (that's what happen to my camp). Sometimes (just sometimes), the drinking water served there is not drinkable either.
*Plaster -- Comes real handy, trust me.

DO NOT (I repeat, DO NOT!!) BRING:
*Hairdryer
*Hair Iron
*Iron (Will be provided there)
*Scissors or any sharp objects
*Marker pen
*Medicine (Fearing that you might end up overdosing, if u get what I mean *wink*)
*MP3 Player
*Insect spray (Ridsect)
If you ignore my warning and bring the DO-NOT-BRING items, it will confiscated when spot check is carried out (Yes, they carry out spot checks on every single luggage and bags you bring there) will only be returned on the day you leave your camp.
Now, we don't want that, do we?

This is it...!
After days of moaning, crying and worrying (Oh, you know. Toss and turning in your bed), the dreadful day has finally come. Double check to make sure you bring your
*IC
*Bus ticket
*All the required NS forms
*Your luggage
*Your family
*LOTS of tissues
Yuup, it's gonna be a sad departure. Expect lots of crying and wailing and "ARGH!!! Noooo!! There's noooo frickin' way I'm going to that HELLHOLE!!"

In my case, I was pretty close to crying but I managed to keep a straight face as I lined up with a group of sour-faced teenagers to register my name. I kept looking away as my dad attempted to snap a photo of me during that "memorable" day. I couldn't even smile and the last thing I wanted was a photo of my dark, gloomy face being taken.
My mother and lil' bro couldn't be there to bid me goodbye, contributing the sour look to my already sour face.

So, after one final hug from my dad, I dragged my feet and climbed onto the bus. As I was waiting for the bus to move out, I took a look around the bus, studying the facial expression of every single EMO teenagers on the bus.

Some of them could be seen sobbing silently.

Looking out at the window, I could see my dad trying hard to find me in the crowded bus. Just the sight of it makes me want to cry, right then and there. Fighting back the tears that were threatening to spill out was even tougher when the bus started to leave.
Thank God, I didn't cry.

The beginning of the "Nightmare Service"
As my camp came into view, I became super nervous. Dragging along my luggage with my (really heavy) Body Glove slung over my shoulder and a tiny pail in my hand (I regretted not bringing a bigger pail!), I suddenly realise I was already....

HOMESICK :((((

Since I was among the last batch of the Kumpulan 1 NS trainees to arrive at the camp, there were already many trainees dressed in their uniform spotted lining up at the canteen counter to grab their lunch.
I felt like I was attending my first day in school because everyone was staring at us with interest as though we were newcomers or something.

Anyway, the first thing we did was double check names and get our Nombor Badan.
Then, the trainers made us whipped out our handphones (to stick a masking tape with our Nombor Badan on it) and medicines (which are to be kept away until the day we leave)
Spot checks were carried out on our innocent (and maybe some not so innocent) luggage.
After that, we were allowed to unpack in our respective dorms.

Speaking of dorms, my nervousness and homesick-ness was quickly replaced with excitement. My mind kept on wondering, "Who are going to be my dorm-mates for two whole freaking months?? Who? WHO??"

The moment I stepped into my dorm (Dorm B), heads turned and about 20-something pairs of eyes were fixed on me.

My stomach flipped.

I started searching frantically for an empty bed. I guess, sensing my nervousness, a few of the girls there kindly showed me an empty bed. Since I was the last few to arrive, naturally, all the best beds were taken...leaving the worst bed for me.

The sight of the bed was DISGUSTING. Patches of brownish spots (God knows what is it!) were all over my mattress. And my bed was MISSING ONE LEG.
That was when a Chinese girl, whose bed was right beside me assured me that later I will be receiving clean bed sheet and pillow case.

So, I later had lunch, unpacked my stuff and bath.

Just so you know, every dorm has its own bathroom.

My first impression of my dorm's bathroom was, "Hmmm...not bad...."

With a towel, clean clothes, shampoo and soap in hand, I chose a decent looking shower room (one which the door can lock properly and looks clean). After undressing and all, I turned on the tap and to my horror, there's not even a drop of water flowing out of the shower head. (@#$%^&*!!)

This is when Advice Number 1 comes in:

ALWAYS (yes, ALWAYS!) remember to turn on the tap to check whether there's water flowing out of the shower head before locking the door to undress.

Rather pissed, I put on my sweaty clothes again (You don't expect me to walk out with only a towel wrapped around my body, do you?) walked out of the shower room and tried turning on the shower tap of ever single shower room. Turned out that out of the 6 shower rooms provided there, ONLY 2 has water.

Right after bathing, I phoned my parents. The first word that escaped from my mouth was, "I miss home."

Then again, who doesn't?

Soon after, newcomers were called to the logistic to collect our uniforms which consist of:

* 2 sets of PT uniform

*2 sets of class uniform

*A pair of sport shoes

*A pair of class shoes

*2 sets of soldier uniform

*A pair of boots

*A brush and black shoe polish

*2 big, fluffy towels

FYI: You'll be bringing back all of the stuff above except for soldier uniform and boots. So here comes Advice Number Two:

Do NOT cramp too many clothes in your luggage. Try leaving some extra space for putting in your uniforms.

which leads to a quick TIP from me:

Just bring 3 sets of every single clothing Example- 3 T-shirts, 3 pants, 3 underwears, 3 bras (for the girls).

Why? One set will be washed and hanged out to dry under the Sun, another set

Trust me, it's more than enough.

For the rest of the day, you won't be doing much except for hanging out in your dorm, trying to make new friends and thinking about your home and family.

The actual fun only begins on the day after.

That's pretty much it for Part 1.

I really hope this blog post will come in handy for you Chosen Ones.

Keep your fingers crossed for Part 2, people!!

You haven't seen the end of PLKN yet!

P.S: If you still have any questions that I haven't covered here, do feel free to question me by dropping a comment. I'm on pretty much on 24/7 (Nah, kidding. But I'm on every day lah!) so I will try my utmost best to reply ASAP! Thank you :)

P/S: Some of the photos above were taken by my friends in my PLKN camp. So many thanks to them for sharing the photos with me.

Scribbled with lots of ♥♥♥ by,

Me, myself and nobody else :D

Back-from-NS Surprises

2011-03-14T16:21:00.002+08:00

Assalamualaikum, salam sejahtera, salam perpaduan, dan salam 1MALAYSIA!!

I'M BACK, PEOPLE!! (for REAAALLL!!)

Yes, it is I, Joyce, who has returned and (not to mention) survived a hard fought "battle" better known as Program Latihan Khidmat Negara.
Okaay... I know compare to the National Service in some other countries (Singapore, for instance), this PLKN is actually....NOTHING....*stab* *stab*
But nevertheless, it IS something....an ACHIEVEMENT (as I would like to put it) to someone who is over-pampered, spend to much time sitting in front of the laptop using the Facebook and curling up on the couch watching TV for hours.... like ME :)

But seriously,

IT'S GREAT TO BE BACK HOME :)))

*smile smile SMILE*

Considering that I just came back from NS, being exhausted and all (though not exhausted ENOUGH to stop me from Facebook-ing and blogging!), I will not talk (or in this case, write) anything about which has to do with NS, for the time being.

But I promise to describe everything you guys need to know about Malaysia's National Service on this very blog. So keep your fingers crossed, people!!

Being back to my home sweet home definitely calls for a truckload of surprises, right? How right I was. SO let's take a look at Surprise Number 1

*drum roll*

Surprise #1
I'm not sure I should call this a "surprise" because technically it's more of a "shock" when I came home to find this.....

My laptop screen wasn't functioning properly anymore (Well, it's a pretty old laptop already so it's bound to happen sooner or later). So my dad, knowing that I will be using it right after I return from NS, immediately drove to Tesco and bought a flat LG computer screen.

I'm really, really, really touched. Thanks a million, Dad. You da best Daddy in the world too! ❤❤❤❤) Right now, my laptop only works as keyboard, USB drive and a desktop.
Ah well, it's not too bad ;)

Surprise #2
Probably the worst surprise of all. It was just a few minutes after I entered my house that my finger started to itch like CRAZY. After scratching my finger (so hard that my skin was almost removed from my flesh) for what seems like FOREVER, I stared at my finger and to my horror...

....my fourth finger SWELL into the size of A FAT, BALLOON-like FREAKING SAUSAGE!!!

O-M-G. I almost freaked.
I peered closer to find two tiny insect bites on my poor once thin finger. God knows what kind of freaky insect bitten my innocent finger.
And the swelling didn't stop. It continued to swell, and swell, and swell....until my finger hurts and turn into an ugly shade of red.

Thank God, the swelling on my finger has reduced. Seriously, if I FIND OUT which insect did this to my finger, I'm soo going to pound it!!! Grrr...

Surprise #3
This is a much more pleasant surprise. While I was checking my inbox, I noticed that someone reviewed my FanFiction story (NO idea what I'm talking about? Better read this first click here). So naturally, I did what every living, normal human being would do- read it.
And surprise, surprise. The whole review is in SPANISH!
Here's the original copy of the review:

Blimey. I wasn't even sure if this particular reviewer was praising or criticising my story (though I must admit, this is pretty exciting. My first review in SPANISH! SPANISH weei!!!) This is when Google Translator comes in and the end result is.....(Seriously, whoever created Google Translator ROCKS!) *drum roll*

friends! I do not speak very good English but I found your farm and said: haha ... estova to be fun. and gave in the first chapter, copy, paste and I did click: translate. oohhh the magic of the internet ... : P in my language and perfectamenteclaro! awesome ...

I love it!

and quiet, I also happened to me while reading the story I wrote unbu time ago I thought, what nonsense is this? anyone would like to read this ... losescritores always feel ... unsatisfied? nose .. so they tell me my "advisors" if they could call ...

I like that it continues, yes?

soon, soon, soon .. but!

jejeje greetings.

Hmmm.... You don't get it?
Well, neither do I but from the look of it, I think it's a good review, yes?
Anyway, I did a little more research for the correct Spanish words, did a few corrections on the words that the Google Translator couldn't translate (note the highlighted words above) and...... TA-DAH!!!!!

friends! I do not speak very good English but I found your farm and said: haha ... this is going to be fun. and gave in the first chapter, copy, paste and I did click: translate. oohhh the magic of the internet ... : P in my language and perfectly clear! awesome ...

I love it!

and quiet, I also happened to me while reading the story I wrote some time ago I thought: what nonsense is this? anyone would like to read this ... the writers always feel ... unsatisfied? .. why not tell me my "advisors" if they could call ...

I like that it continues, yes?

soon, soon, soon .. but!

jejeje greetings.

Aaah, now isn't this much clearer?

See how adding a few spacings between a few Spanish words can make this whole review a little less confusing??

But I still don't get the review. Okay, I understand that this reviewer took the trouble to translate my whole story so that he/she can understand what the story is all about- which turned out to be a success and that he/she wrote a story before...but that's it.

I'm at a total lost. ("Nonsense"? "Unsatisfied"? "Advisors"? What do this all mean?????)

Nevertheless, I would like to thank gris96 (the pen name of the reviewer) who took the trouble to translate and comment on the story. Thank you X100000000000
Hopefully, there's a Spanish reader who reads this and maybe, if possible, translate this whole review in proper, less confusing English.

I will be soo grateful :)

Surprise #4
My mum nagging about my hair just a few minutes after stepping into the car.
You know, I was kinda expecting some sort of a (little over-dramatic) scene where the daugther (ME) dragged along her heavy luggage under the morning sun towards the welcoming arms of her mother with a sugary sweet smile on her face saying,

"Oooh, honey, it's so great to see you again. In fact, your face look so much clearer and your body is soo much fitter now!!"

....until my mum said,

"Your hair is soo long already. I'm going to get the front part of your hair snipped short. Just the sight of that oily streak of hair sticking on your sweaty forehead makes me MAD!!"

(Okaay, those aren't her exact words but it's pretty close)

I mean, come on. I've already graduated from my 2ndary school and have been keeping my hair cropped short since PRIMARY SCHOOL!!
I have to remind my mum that...

I don't dye my hair.
I don't keep punk-ish or outrageous hairstyle.
My hair is barely even shoulder length!
My hair is probably the MOST NORMAL and LEAST STYLISH hairstyle of all....

...and yet the sight of it irritates my dearest mother, How sad.

*sigh sigh sigh*

Sometimes I wonder when will I ever be able to keep my hairstyle, just the way I want it to be...messy, untidy and tangled up?? (LOLz, joking!!)
I know MOM KNOWS BEST, but it's just my hairstyle that I wanna keep. The most I can do is give in to a quick, short haircut as long as the front part of my hair is not cut into a FREAKING FRINGE.

The last time I had a fringe, I wanted to ~~CRY~~ SCREAM. My hair is always getting in the way of my eye sight. My forehead itches like CRAZY!! It was so UNCOMFORTABLE.
So, a fringe is definitely a NO-NO!!!

Still, I'm really glad that my mum is still the same ol' mummy that I used to and still love so much since the day I was born.❤❤❤❤

Surprise #5
I still have to do the house chores.

It's good to know some things still haven't change☺

P/S: To all my "Mummy", "Daddy", "Ah Ma" and whacky friends from my NS camp, I MISS YOU GUYS ALREADY!!!!

Scribbled with lots of ♥♥♥ by

The NS Journey BEGINS...

2011-01-03T21:36:00.000+08:00

"What would you like to eat for breakfast tomorrow?"

That's what my dad asked me today. To be honest, I really don't know. What am I suppose to eat before I leave the house for 2 months? Obviously, it has to be my favourite, something I will never get to eat at my NS camp but WHAT IS MY FAVOURITE?
Putting the breakfast problem aside....

This is it. THIS IS FREAKING IT! (No, this has nothing to do with Michael Jackson)

I'm leaving for National Service tomorrow!!!

A mixture of all kinds of emotions are running inside my body now.

Excitement

Fear

Sadness

Happiness

After being nagged by my mum to get ready for THE DAY (Yes, don't we all need our mum to push us so that we can start getting at least something done?), I finally planned what I'm going to bring with me

Insect Repellent Stick (RM9.90): This is the first time seeing insect repellent in the form of a GLUE STICK!
Easy to apply on skin :)
Panadol and Diarrhea pills: My mum insisted that I bring this with me just in case. Let's hope I really will not be using it.

Clean&Clear Oil Control Cleanser (RM4.90): A MUST (as my face gets oily very easily especially during a
hot day)
Sunblock Cream (RM8.90): To prevent my skin from undergoing further darkening
Pimple Cream (RM9): Yes, pimples like to grow on my face like how fungus like to grow on bread

Novels: SUPER MUST to prevent myself from "dying" of BOREDOM. I got both books at SECOND HAND price too! GREAT INVESTMENT !

Rubik's Cube (RM5): Another toy to prevent myself from "dying" of boredom. Luckily, I've mastered the skills to solve the Rubik's cube. Who knows? I may even get a chance to teach some of my new friends there to solve the cube too! KILLING 2 BIRDS WITH 1 STONE! Genius!
Teddy Bear: My brother's b'day gift to me. So that every night before I go to sleep, I'll look at the bear and think of my brother... Crap, just the thought of it makes me cry already...

Of course there are more
Nail clipper: I LOATHE LONG FINGERNAILS (Can you imagine pealing the meat of a yummy chicken drumstick with your long, disgusting, God-knows-what-you-have-stuck-between-your-fingernails and later putting it in your mouth?? Eewww) So unhygienic!!
Plasters: Never go wrong with this tiny little piece of soft, flexible, water-proof material. It may come in handy.

*sigh*

With me being away for National Service, I will have to abandon my blog once again.

For two whole freaking months!!!

I will miss my family.

I will miss my house.

I will miss my friend.

I will miss my mum's cooking.

I will miss my bed.
I will miss Penang food.

I will miss my TV.

I will miss my Facebook.

I will miss blogging.

I will miss eating Ice-cream.

I WILL MISS EVERYTHING!!!

Therefore, it's only right if I give a short and simple farewell speech to each and everyone of the things and people I WILL MISS.

To my family (especially my dad, mum and bro): I will miss your company, nagging and love DEARLY. I think of you every night and day without fail. ♥♥♥♥♥

To my house: I will miss the comfort, safety and warmth you've given to me. Yes, there's no place like home.

To my friends: I will miss the time and memories we had together. *crosses finger for another reunion*

To my mum's home cook food: OMG, where do I even begin? I will miss eating everything that has my mother's magic touch.

To my bed: You've been a good companion, making sleeping every night like heaven and bed bugs FREE.

To Penang food: From Hokkien Mee to Curry Mee, I will miss everyone of you.

To my TV: You may be referred as the idiot box, but to me you're nowhere near being an "idiot"

To my Facebook: You've been my greatest source for online games and staying connected to my friends.

To my blog: The best place to express my feelings and thoughts to the world even if no one bothers to read it
To ice-cream: I will miss you as my delicious, guilty pleasure food.

And last but not least, I will also miss...

My SOFT TOYS!!!!!

Okaay, I can't take it anymore. Another farewell speech and I may break down any moment.

Scribbled with lots of ♥♥♥ (and tears) by ME

*leaving this blog with a heavy heart*

6 Days Of Swimming

2011-01-02T22:41:00.126+08:00

Day 2
The float is still needed but this time I can relax my body better and breathe under the water longer. Yipee.

That day, something else surprised me...

There's curtains fixed for the shower room right after the day I complained on my blog about the lack of security and privacy in the shower room!! Do you think that someone read my blog before taking this action?? Hmmm... I wonder...

When I was bathing at home, I almost freaked myself out!

My WHOLE BODY is SUNBURNT!!!

Except for the parts that are covered in my swimming suit.

OMG... As if my skin is not dark already.

My hand is darker than my leg *sob*

Day 3

This time before I swim, I made sure I put on some sunblock.

This sunblock costed RM8.90. So expensive for such a small bottle...

I had more time to practice on my own as my instructor had to teach a (very cute) 6 year old girl to swimming. This time I had to practice WITHOUT MY FLOAT.
Seriously, I almost freaked out.

All my life, I've clinged onto the float for dear life and now my instructor is taking it away from me.

Surprisingly, I manage to stay afloat.... as long as there's a wall in front of me or something to hold onto.

Day 4

This is one of the days where I'm extremely proud of myself because I CAN ACTUALLY SWIM WITHOUT A FLOAT or A WALL IN FRONT OF ME! And I can also stand on my feet under water without having to lean against my instructor or the wall.

OMG, I'm SO FREAKING HAPPY.

The only problem is that my hands and legs movement are not so coordinate yet, so it's still something I still have to work on.

To my horror, my skin became darker even after I put on my sunblock.

Day 5

The day where I've noticed where my weak point is and my progress is the SLOWEST. Yes, I can now stay afloat under the water and even swim (doing the breaststroke) and stand on my feet underwater without panicking (like I used to when I can't get my feet to touch the ground)

However, I can't lift my head above the surface of the pool to breathe in oxygen through my mouth midway swimming without gulping in a mouthful of chlorine water and sinking at the same time.

And then, my instructor had to teach a 6 year old and 5 year old girl today (I feel so embarrassed that they actually can swim better than me), so I'm pretty much on my own most of the time, practising.

To make matters worse, the sun was BLAZING HOT today... not doing my already darkening skin any good. *sob* *sob*

Day 6

My last day of swimming and my first time swimming in the evening (6.30pm!)

Plus, it's probably the most crowded pool day EVER.

OMG, I mean, I just stood there, my gaze fixed on the crowded pool, with all the little kids screaming and splashing about. You'd probably think that tomorrow is a school day at kids like them would probably say,

"Argh, school is going to reopen tomorrow. I don't want to swimming in the pool. All I wanna do is sit at home and sulk about going back to that horrible school. I NO MOOD LAH~~"

Then again, that's probably what I would say.

Anyway, the pool today is soooo CROWDED. Everywhere I look, there's people swimming about in the pool, making my swimming practice really tough.

But I did give it a shot anyway and this is what happened:

Attempt 1

1sec: Dived head first into the pool

2sec: Swimming across the pool

3sec: Leg kicked someone

4sec: Resurfaced to apologize

Attempt 2

1sec: Dived head first into the pool

2sec: Swimming across the pool

3sec: Still swimming

4sec: Some guy swam in front of me out of nowhere

5sec: Resurfaced and choke on some chlorine water

Attempt 3

1sec: About to dive into the pool

2sec: Head 1mm away from pool

3sec: Some kid did a cannonball jump into the pool

4sec: My vision was clouded with a million droplets of chlorine water

Frankly, I wasn't getting anywhere.

HOWEVER, swimming in the evening is not all that bad either.

1. There's no blazing hot Sun (YES! Saved my poor, darkening skin from further sunburn)

2. The pool is not freezing cold (Duh, the pool is crowded)

3. I get to observe and study how people do the breaststroke

4. I get to figure out what other substances (little dirt particles floating in the water, urine, sweat and the most disgusting of all- ARMPIT HAIR!! Eeeewwww) I just drank other than chlorine water

That's pretty much it for my 6 days of intensive swimming lesson.

Of course, I'm nowhere near being a PRO yet but I'm getting there (if only NS isn't in the way. Hmph)

Alright, I guess I'll be ending this post and take a much needed break, (Swimming is exhausting)

Till the next post.

Scribbled with lots of ♥♥♥ by ME

A beginning of a new life.... A new year

2011-01-01T21:51:00.003+08:00

First and foremost....

Can you believe how fast time flies...?
2010 is a pretty great year too.

1. I finally get to sit on my favourite seat in class with my best friends
2. Celebrated the one of the best b'day
3. Became an official GleeK
4. Attended my first ever Graduation Night
5. My lil' bro joining me in secondary school
~~6. Um... Zac Efron and Vanessa Hudgens breaking up~~
~~7. Ryan Reynolds and Scarlett Johansson splitting. Oh, for the love of- it's the beginning of a new year, so let's not talk about people splitting... Scratch that.~~

Anyway, let's just let the sweet, lovely, less annoying and most memorable photos do the talking, shall we?

5S1 Teacher's Day Class Party
My last teacher's day party. I'm really going to miss it. Maybe, next year I should just come and crash some class' party...

I considered this my MASTERPIECE. I took it at an angle where it looks like my Chinese teacher is promoting Angela. Just perfect!

Another addition to the Gleek family- Jia Yi!

The cutting cake ceremony

OMG, and who can ever forget this disgusting drink where the one who loses in the Musical Chair game has to undergo this horrible punishment which is to drink it??
A mixture of F&N Strawberry Soft Drink, lots of sugar (until it's so foam-y) and a dash of Domino's chili powder. Eeeeww.

Form 5 Graduation Night 2010
I almost didn't go to this AWESOME graduation night and I thank God that I didn't miss it. I had a BLAST. I will never ever forget this night.

Receiving my Taylor Swift Fearless Platinum Album (after almost 1 year of waiting!)
Since winning the album in 2009 (December), I've been waiting and waiting until I almost lost my patience. But all that matters now is that IT'S HERE WITH ME!

The 6M Reunion
The response to this reunion may not be good but even with just the 6 of us attending, we still enjoyed ourselves to the FULLEST.

I regretted not taking many photos for the year 2010. And I'll make sure I will not repeat that mistake ever again.

So to make it up for my stupid, regretful mistake, I've taken some photos today!

Yesterday was my cousin's youngest daughter B'day and we're celebrating it today. Her b'day cake is a Tiramisu cake from Secret Recipe! Yum~

Kaawaaaaiiiii~~

And what's New Year without a New Year Resolution??

1. I will work extra harder (which is something I've been repeating over and over and over again)
2. I will more independent (it'll be proven and done when I go for my national service)
3. I will make more friends
4. I will try not to sleep late and wake up early (yeah, right)
5. I will update my blog more often
6. I will be nicer to my brother (if only he does the same...Hehehehe...)
~~7. I will watch more animes and movies~~
~~8. I will... hmmm... I can't think of any anymore~~

Alright, that's all for today's New Year post. May you all enjoy the beginning of a new year.

Until the next blog post.

Scribbled with lots of ♥♥♥ by ME

Primary Gathering: The 6M Reunion

2010-12-31T16:23:00.005+08:00

Never have I imagined I would be attending a school reunion so soon.
And when it finally happened, I was soo happy that I took part.

I Had So Much Fun! ♥♥♥

Even though there's only the 6 of us- Eric, Yi Sheng, Jing Wen, Shu Wern, Yen Linn and me who attended this 6M reunion in Gurney Plaza, but we still managed to have a blast (Besides, 6 of us from primary 6M sounds like a pretty good number to me)

Therefore, I will briefly explain what happened throughout our 5-6 hour reunion.

1.30 p.m
Yen Linn finally arrived at my house after completing her job interview at the airport.
In the car, Yen Linn "made" me message Yi Sheng to get the name of the restaurant where they (he, Jing Wen, Shu Wern and Eric) were having their lunch even though I felt reluctant to because this means I was giving them an impression that we were already AT GURNEY when we ACTUALLY just started our journey.

To hell with it. I sent him a short text message and got a phone call from him a minute later, saying that they were having lunch at some orange restaurant (I couldn't be bothered to remember the name of the restaurant).

I "stole" this photos from Eric since I wasn't exactly there to catch the "action".

2 p.m.
We finally reached Gurney Plaza. I got another phone call from ( a very pissed) Yi Sheng who wanted to know our exact location. I lied that we were lost. As we were walking up the escalator, I kept on telling Yen Linn, "They are so gonna kill us!" and she was all, "To hell with that!"

2.30 p.m.
Found the gang sitting at the "orange restaurant" located just a few feet away from the cinema.
Now, originally, me and Yen Linn already planned to eat with them and then go walk around the mall on our own or something instead of going to the cinema (considering that I'm on a very tight budget)
But after some begging and persuading from the gang, we agreed to go ahead (rather reluctantly) and watch..

....Gulliver's Travels!
So while Shu Wern lined up to pay for our tickets, I took the chance to snap something (anything, really) with my camera.

It's a Thursday and the cinema is crowded as usual

The boys are soo camera shy. Luckily I managed to get the 3 boys to stick together for a snapshot.

2.50 p.m.

Since, me and Yen Linn were still on empty stomach, the two of us left the group on a mission to find food while the rest went to play "ding ding"

Took this from the highest floor (cinema floor)

There seemed to be some kind of modelling going on

3.15 p.m.
While (I'm assuming that) the gang were playing "ding ding" somewhere in the mall, Yen Linn and I were lost, searching high and low for Secret Recipe (Yen Linn insisted that she wanted to eat pasta at Secret Recipe).
We even walked past a map without even knowing it! Stupid, right?

Once again, I'm "stealing" these from Eric because I wasn't around to catch the "action"

So, when we actually did find one, both of us studied the map. I let Yen Linn take the led since she seemed very sure only to be greeted by Nandos, Sushi King...bla bla bla.
We walked right back to the map, this time I studied it and led the way and... after what seems like forever, we found the Secret Recipe!! (I'm a genius XD)

3.30 p.m.
I was literally STARVING by the time we found Secret Recipe.
So, I ended up ordering Chicken Cordon Bleu while Yen Linn ordered Cheese Macaroni. As for dessert, we shared a Double Delight ice cream.

Yen Linn prefer to take her own photo by herself rather than letting me do so :(

A very BIG Double Delight (strawberry and vanilla) ice cream, topped with peanuts (RM6.90)

My Chicken Cordon Bleu (one of the thickest chicken I have ever consumed, RM15.80)

Yummy-O-Meter: ♥♥♥♥1/2

Fries: Fried to golden (to be exact, yellowish brown) crispy perfection (except for the two fries which is burnt at the edge). Not too salty and not too oily.
Salad: Lettuce topped with a few slices of fresh tomato, cucumber and three juicy onion rings (God, I freaking ♥♥♥♥ Raw ONIONS!) and the yummiest salad sause (Then again, isn't all salad sause yummy?) Y-U-M-M-Y!!
Chicken: One of the thickest chicken I ever tasted. The meat is tender which makes it easy to slice with a fork and knife without looking like an idiot. Inside the chicken is stuffed with a generous amount of ham and melted cheese (With ever slice, you can see the cheese oozing out from the chicken) *drool*

Yen Linn's Cheese Macaroni

Next time when I get a proper job and earn lots of money, I going to abandon my diet and visit every single coffee shop, hawker centre and restaurant. I'm going to stuff myself and take a photo of every single freaking yummy tasting food, upload it on my blog and make everyone who reads it FREAKING JEALOUS!! (Pure evilness!!)
Muahahahaha~~

3.45 p.m.
Just as we were enjoying our meal, Yi Sheng phoned to ask where we were eating and why the heck it took us so long to eat our lunch. A few minutes after ending our conversation on the phone, the gang appeared right outside Secret Recipe.

To be honest, their arrival was kind of a good thing because me and Yen Linn were soo full we needed extra help to finish our Double Delight ice-cream. Luckily, Eric was kind enough to "help" us.

A very delighted Eric

4 p.m.
Our movie was suppose to start at 4 p.m. so all 6 of us hurried up to the cinema floor. As we were rushing, Shu Wern can't seem to get off the phone. God knows who she was talking to.

Talking outside Secret Recipe

All the way up to the cinema floor and she's STILL TALKING

Lining up to buy pop and drinks

5.40 p.m.

After watching the movie in the dark cinema, my rating for this movie is : ♥♥♥3/4
This movie would've gotten ♥♥♥♥ if I didn't get grossed out watching Jack Black shirtless and stuff. But other than that, if you can look pass the logic of the movie, it's actually a very enjoyable movie

6 p.m.
Shu Wern suddenly wanted to use the toilet so we went down to the 2nd floor and bumped into my dad and lil' bro. Unfortunately, the girl's restroom was under maintenance so we went down another floor.

Then, outside the toilet, I suggested we should take a group photo. The moment I said we should get someone to help us take a photo, Eric wasted no time and reached out to an innocent guy (or "leng zai" as how Eric referred him as) who was about to walk down the escalator to help us out. Needless to say, what Eric did left the rest of us staring at him in disbelief.

Not too bad, right? Here are the rest of the photo we took:

6.05 p.m.
Just when we were deciding to go home, Eric begged us not to. So, we hang out at McDonald for a quick chat.

6.10 p.m.
Dad called to ask me whether I was leaving already.
Then Jo Lynn messaged me to ask whether I was having a good time.

6.15 p.m.
I announced that it was time for me to leave but Shu Wern was all, "Noooo! I will not let you leave!"
Since, I was sitting between Shu Wern and Yen Linn, I really couldn't leave with Shu Wern blocking the way.

6.30 p.m.
At last, we get to leave. Hahaha.

Overall, I had a GREAT GREAT time.
Man, we should really have reunion more often.
That's all for today. And lastly, I know it's not yet the time yet, but I still wanna wish everyone:

Scribbled with lots of ♥♥♥ by ME

You can't please everyone...this sucks

2010-12-29T20:03:00.001+08:00

Decisions. Decisions. Decisions.
Don't you just love to hate em???
And I'm NEVER good at making decisions.

EVER.

And when you're in a dillema, you are at a point where you have to please someone and disappoint someone. But like they say you can't please everybody and

That SUCKS

Therefore, I'm in no mood to write a super long blog post for your entertain (Oh wait, no one bothers to read it anyway). So, I will end this post with this awesome quote or whatever this is...

Till the next blog post.

Scribbled with ♥♥♥ by ME

A Day Without Water and I went swimming

2010-12-28T20:49:00.001+08:00

I can't believe. I actually went swimming.
It's so freaking unbelievable that I scare myself.

Turned out my male instructor was no Ryan Reynold look-a-like. But thank God he's not some fat, old, hairy man either (Stop thinking about the fat Italian man in the twilight parody. Stop thinking about the fat Italian man! Stop!!).
He's actually a very fit, patient middle-aged man which is kinda cool.

The last time I entered a large pool was in Sunway Lagoon during my ELS educational trip (Hmm.. I don't see going to Sunway Lagoon as educational but to hell with it!) and that was TWO YEARS AGO!!

So, when I dipped my whole body into the 1.2m deep pool (I thank God for giving me a tall feature), I have forgotten how freaking cold it was.

I was really lucky to get such a patient male instructor. I'm a very, very slow learner (yes, VERY). My brain can't absorb facts as fast as a sponge absorbing water. Throughout the lesson, I needed a float to keep me from sinking into the pool and I can't even put on my goggle properly. My instructor had to hold on to my hand as I attempt to swim across the pool.

I look pretty pathetic among the few students in the pool who can actually do freestyle.

I was kinda hoping we would train at the shallow pool, but then I remembered, I'm 17 already.

The one thing I realised after leaving the pool was that my swimming suit was extremely clingy. It was clinging to my body like a leech that is hungry for blood.
Another thing I find really uncomfortable is when I'm taking a quick bath at the shower room there.

There's no door, no nothing! Someone can just stand there and watch you take a shower!

My dad said it's normal for shower room not to have a door. Hello? I'm a girl, not a boy who can pee together with some other boys openly in a toilet. Oh, forget it

Anyway, I will share with everyone about what I learnt today. Just part of it anyway.

If you dip your head into the water in this position, the water will enter directly into your nostrils. Trust me, you don't want that to happen.

I can only manage to hold my breath in the water for 21 seconds and my instructor considered that as a very good achievement *beaming with pride*
The tough part about swimming is every part of your body have to be relaxed. Your wrist, hand, shoulder, legs. When I relax my hands, my legs stiffen. When I relax my leg, my shoulder stiffen.

And every time I go underwater, I tend to exhale causing the pool of water around me to bubble. My instructor told me not to do so, it's SOOO HARD.

I Am Hopeless

But my instructor assured me that in 10days I will be able to master any form of swimming.
And I'm not giving up without a fight!!
Then when I do, I will show off my awesome skills!!
Muahahahahahahahahahahahaha~

So, we'll have to see how I progress after 10 days later, I suppose.
Watch out for that =)

P.S: Today Penang is facing A Day Without Water (inspired from Selena Gomez's "A Year Without Rain").
And therefore I will face this day with dignity!! In fact, I'm already well prepared for this day...

Yaw Char Koay (Argh! No idea how to spell it) for Bak Kut Teh!! Yummy!

And my favourite Magnolia Peppermint Ice Cream with Chocolate Chips!! Only for RM6.90~

Scribbled with ♥ ♥ ♥ by ME

Crap. I'm going for my 1st swimming lesson! Help~~

2010-12-27T23:54:00.001+08:00

Ah yes. Today is a Monday.

I Hate Mondays.

Mondays tend to be the busiest day of the week.
Mondays usually symbolises the beginning of the school/work day for the week.
Mondays are usually the day where we have to wake up so darn early to school/work.
Mondays used to be the day where the timetable is filled with long, dragging and boring lessons (for me)

But I suppose, holiday Mondays are not THAT bad.
Or so I thought.

To be honest, today was quite a lovely Monday (emphasize "WAS"). I enjoyed my bowl of curry mee, took a nice warm bath and sat on the couch reading my favourite novel until... my parents entered the picture and dropped a "bomb" by saying,

"I've just signed you up for SWIMMING LESSON!!"

*bomb exploding in a distance*

For a second, me and my lil' bro just stared at them, blinking.
*blink blink blink*
I didn't know whether I should laugh (because the joke was sooo unbelievable, it's funny) or cry (because the joke was NO JOKE) right on the spot, then and there.

Gosh, just the day after I surprised everyone with a secret on my blog (Then again, when you think about it, it's not much of a secret or a surprise because no one else seems to bother reading it. Hahaha), my parents decided to surprise me too!
The only difference is that their surprise is in the form of a swimming lesson. Ha-ha-ha.

Isn't it IRONIC??

*Alanis Morisstte's "Ironic" plays in the background*

So, starting from then, my brother turned really EMO, a sour face permanently plastered on his face.
As for me, I managed to stay neutral. No smile. No sour face. Just a pursed lips.
Until...

My brother managed to sour-face his way out of swimming lesson!!!!

I was GOB SMACKED!
As far as I know, my parents NEVER (OK, seldom) tolerate with people flashing a sour look in their face.
God knows how in the world my brother managed to change their mind.

Later in the evening, my mum announced that we go buy my swimming outfit.
It was MY turn to flash the infamous sour look. The only thing that kept me from showing the look was hearing Taylor Swift's Speak Now playing loudly in the shopping centre.
Of course, my parents didn't fail to notice it.
And unfortunately, it pisses my mum off (especially when she kept asking, "You don't want to learn swimming, is it??" in this really scary tone that it's impossible for me to say, "NO!")

It was also then I realised something...

I hate shopping for swimming outfit.

Honestly, every time I try on a swimming outfit and take a look of myself in the mirror, I feel

cautious

uncomfortable

insecure

weird

awkward

I mean, the whole outfit is practically clinging to your body (I thank God for not giving me a fat body) as though your body wrapped tightly in a bubble wrap like some piece of leftover food which will turn rotten if you don't wrap it up properly.
And the way the material clings on to your body for dear life, it makes you (okay, maybe it's just me) feel like you're being molested or something (hahaha, I'm just kidding!)

In the end, we decided on a one piece, black swimming suit which cost us RM109.90.

Now, back to the swimming lesson. My lesson starts tomorrow at 9a.m. and my instructor (as it turns out) is a MALE.
Do I have a problem with it???
Well, of course I DO!!!

Honestly, a male instructor. A MALE!!
The first thought that pops up in my head is, "He might be a PERVERT!!"
Why not? I mean, he can just say, "No, no, no. You're doing this wrong (when ACTUALLY I'm doing it right). Here, let me show you how it's done."
Then he will out his hand there and over there and maybe even accidentally (on purpose) touch THERE! (which he'll then apologize, "Oh, dear me. I'm so sorry. I didn't know that was your...! Really, didn't mean to touch there.")

Choy!! Touch wood! Touch wood! Touch wood!

Then again, look at the bright side, it's kinda, sort of, a good thing that's a male.
If I'm lucky, my instructor might actually me a young, handsome, muscular, chest hair-free man!

Yeeessss, if only Ryan Reynolds is my swimming instructor...*drool*♥♥

Oh God. But please don't let it be a old, fat, hairy man (it got me thinking of the Italian man in the Twilight parody video)...Just thinking about it make me sick

Which is why I don't really feel taking the swimming lesson. I will never know what to expect! My brain keep screaming at me, "EXPECT THE UNEXPECTED!!!"

Aha! I got this brilliant, super genius idea! If the swimming instructor turned out to be an old, fat, hairy, bad tempered man, I will make sure after 2 days that he'll be the first to come running to parents, begging them on their knees with a white flag in his hand...

"I can't take it anymore. Never, I repeat NEVER, in my entire swimming life have I encountered such a horrible student like your daugther. EVER!! If this lesson goes on for another day, I might actually turn HYSTERICAL! Please, I begging you!! Take her away!!! I will do anything!!"

Muahahaha. It's by far, the best idea E-V-E-R ♥

Hahahahahahahahaahahahahaahahahahahahahahahahahaa.............
Argh. Crap. Who the heck am I kidding? That'll never happen.

Oh well, we'll see what happens tomorrow. I "can't WAIT" (note sarcasm).
Watch out for the next post. Maybe, if I'm lucky enough, I can snap a few photos too.

Scribbled with lots of by ♥♥♥ ME

Writing a fiction story is no walk in the park

2010-12-26T22:02:00.004+08:00

It's Undeniable.
Everybody has their own little (or maybe not-so-little) secrets.
Yeah, even I do.
And yeah, you do too.

No, don't look over your shoulder and pretend not to know what I'm talking about because there's no one behind you. YOU, the one who's reading this blog post right this very instant. That's right, I'm talking to you.

Oh wait, who the heck am I referring to? No one is even bothering to read this post! Or is there?

Hmm...

OK. Focus on the matter (or in this case, the topic) at hand.
Considering it's Christmas which is a day for pleasant surprises and that I've already graduated from high school (where I don't have to face my friends who will be annoying me all week, saying, "Why didn't you tell your bloody secret? We're suppose to be your friends!!" after exposing my little secret), I suppose it

wouldn't hurt to share my little secret.

*deep breaths* Okaaaay, here I go....

I started writing a fiction story and published it on the net without my friends knowing it at the age of 14.

There. I said it. *silence*

Hello??? Anyone. *more uncomfortable silence*

Why is it that I have a feeling that someone, somewhere is yelling...

"WTH! You call this a secret??? What's so secretive about writing some stupid fiction story on the net at the age of 14?!! Anyone can do that! Well, guess what? I got secrets too! I can sing 'Do Re Mi' a million times better than Julie Andrew at the age of one and started reading the Da Vinci Code at the age of four! Beat that, L-O-S-E-R!!!!"

Ow *stab* *stab*
Oh well, I'm used to criticisms anyway. Like the example below.... (If the words are too small to read, you may click on the pic below to enlarge it)

Oh, in case you have no idea what the message above is, it's one of the reviews, or should I say criticism which is directed to me and my lousy fiction story.
It's not too bad, if you compare it to this... (again, click on pic to enlarge for reading purposes)

Yesss.... even though it pains me to share this back-stabbing review, I have to show the world that not all stories (yes, even bestselling novels) are well received by everyone.

Well, if you think the two reviews I've shown you are BAD, you haven't seen this particular critic (which, thankfully, happens to be the third and final criticism I have received for my story) who told me this:

"Go burn your story in the flames of hell!!"

*dark, evil music playing in the background*

This review was soooo horrible, it left me sitting in a corner licking my wound for days.
Though I'm not entirely sure if that was a honest, from-the-bottom-of-my-heart review because I read a few stories written by other awesome authors after mine and they, too received the exact same review.

To be honest, most of the other stories I read received the same review.

And then, a few of my loyal readers/supporters/awesome authors/ assured me that such critics are best known as "flamers" a.k.a people who tries to knock you down by criticising your writing in the worst way possible when they are actually jealous that you can write great stories. (Not my saying)

Now, I'm not sure if my first two critics are "flamers" since they're pretty nice about it but the last one definitely a "flamer".Or maybe I'm mistaken...maybe my story do suck.... Argh! I dunno!!!

And just to comfort myself, I did read the stories of my first two critics and I have to admit, their stories are amazing and almost (I said, ALMOST) flawless. But I noticed there's something about my story that's better than theirs....

Don't mean to boast (Emphasize "comfort myself") but my story gained more reviews (200!!) than theirs. (Truth be told, I've read stories which gained 400 plus reviews so 200 is nothing)

I can swear that the above picture is copied from the current status of my fiction and not from other fictions written by the other (amazing) authors.

Really, if I had the intention to boast, I wouldn't be sharing the criticisms I received for my fiction, not everyone is a perfect and polished when it comes to writing and that's a fact.

In fact, when I shared my first chapter of my very first fiction to the word wide web, never (I repeat, NEVER) have I expected people to read it, what more like it.

And when people do read it and even take the trouble to write a sweet and honest review, praising your story, the feeling is simple AMAZING... It's soo amazing it's indescribable!

Amazing, kind, heart warming, honest and tear-jerking reviews I have received

Really, I want to thank all the reviewers who took the time and trouble to praise and criticise my story when they should be off doing something better or read some other stories which are many many many times better than mine. Without you, my story could never received as many as 200 reviews.

I will continue working hard on polishing my writing skills. And of course, to those who are like me, have the interest to write, I say "Go for it!" Never ever let criticism get you down or even let praises get to your head.

HAPPY WRITING :)

P.S: I'm sorry to say that I'm not exactly ready to share my full story with the world yet. So, I will leave it to your imagination. The only one last thing I can share is that you can find my story in www.fanfiction.net (a website where you can share and unleash your writing skills). You can try hunting down my story though. Do take note that my story is written under my pen name and NOT my real name. Happy Hunting!!

P.P.S: All of the images above are taken and copied from my FanFiction.net writing status, none of which are copied from the works of other authors.

Written by ME with lots of ♥ ♥ ♥

10 "innocent" wishes for Christmas

2010-12-25T23:11:00.002+08:00

Heeeelloooo!
Okay, so before I begin babbling away, let me first wish everyone who bothers to read this...

Now, I may not be a Christian (even though some of my friends keep assuming I am one just because I wasn't born in Malaysia) and have yet a chance to taste how delicious golden roasted 2kg turkey sprinkled with freshly pounded black pepper... and slices of lemon decorated at the side...

Ooooh, just look at the fat and plump turkey......

....doesn't it make you wanna sink your teeth into its juicy flesh....? ♥

Oh crap. What's this on my shirt? It's... Crap, I just drooled on my T-shirt.
Alright, enough about TURKEYS!

Since I can't celebrate Christmas or taste yummy looking roasted turkey (Okay, stop it!!) even though I reaaaaallly want to (just for the sake of being into the lovely Christmas spirit) , it's only right if I write myself a Christmas wish list (to Santa!!)

So, Santa, if you do happen to stumble upon my blog, please note that I've been a very, very good girl throughout the year.

I never waste my food and never fail to think about the poor African people who suffer in hunger.
I always do my school work and respect my teachers.
I never skipped school or even step my foot into the internet cafe.
I brush my teeth and wash my face at least twice a day.
I've never done anything that is a disgrace to the family.
I don't torture animals.
I've never been rude to anyone, even strangers (Okay, maybe just once or twice...or thrice...or...Well, I'm not perfect Ms. Goody Two Shoes. I mean, not everyone is 100% good. I'm pretty sure you, Santa, have your not-so-good moments that you're not proud)

Oh well, you get the point already, don't you, Santa? Considering I've been ~~a very, very good girl~~ at least 99% good throughout the year, I suppose you can consider my list of wishes.

My Christmas Wish List To Santa:

1. My family members always stay healthy and happy :)
2. Live until the age of AT LEAST 70
3. A SPM result slip with As for all subject (A+, A, A- it doesn't matter as long it's an A!!)
4. A scholarship to study in a university (Hopefully, one in Australia)
5. A dream job as a journalist (which allows me to travel around the world and meet celebrities!!)
6. Publish a book written by me (duh!) and make it a top best seller
7. A good boyfriend who sees me for who I am
8. More people visting my lame blog
9. A world with no pollution
10. ~~Taylor Swift being my BFF~~ A lifetime supply of $$$$$$$$ (it may seem like it but I'm actually not greedy and money faced in real life)

Hmm... not too bad. Me likey. But when you think about it, if Santa do happen to read this...

"It's great to know that you've been a good girl even though I don't see your name on my 'Good Boys and Girls' list and I would love to fullfill your 'innocent' wishes but you do realise that I'm just Santa, not JESUS or GOD, for crying out loud!!!! I'm just a guy in a red suit and long white bushy beard who fly from chimney to chimney on my flying raindeer to deliver thousands Christmas presents (which is, FYI, in the form of an OBJECT) in the freezing snow, YOU MORON!!"

So, just in case, Santa does reject my first wish list, I will therefore write a second (back-up) wish list. Genius!

My Wish List To Santa Number 2:

1. A lovely furnished house
2. A new car (A Kelisa, Kancil or MyVi will do)
3. An airplane ticket to around the WORLD
4. A VIP concert ticket to Taylor Swift's concert
5. An awesome Sony Ericsson handphone
6. A MP4 player
7. A lifetime supply of novels and mangas
8. A Play Station 3
9. A Nitendo Wii
10. A FREE lifetime supply of buffet breakfast, lunch and dinner at the best hotels

Ah, yes. BRILLIANT.
Dear Santa, so if you ever happen to see this, please be kind enough to look through my not-too-demanding wishes and make my day. And I will make sure I will always be at the top of your "Good Boys and Girls" list every year ♥♥♥♥

That's all folks. Until the next blog post.

Happy Christmas and may all your 'innocent' wishes come true!

With lots of ♥♥♥ from ME

The FEARLESS post

2010-12-24T23:23:00.002+08:00

What is

Well, there are many answers to that.

could be the name of Taylor Swift's top selling album.

It could also be name of Jet Li's kung fu movie.

It could also mean, according to thefreedictionary.com, unafraid, bold, courageous, brave and unafraid.

But whatever your answer is, Fearless can either be a good thing or a bad thing

You could be a Fearless (hero) and save the live of a boy who is about to drown.

You could also be a Fearless (moron) and flash the middle finger at your headmaster just because the others don't have the guts to do so.

For me, Fearless is my ~~antibiotic~~ ~~vitamin C pills~~ ~~food~~ ~~drug~~ ~~oxygen~~ ~~gold~~ ~~best friend~~ ~~future~~ ~~life~~ argh! Forget it.

Anyway, what I'm trying to say is, being Fearless is.....

AWESOME!!

............for me, at least.

Because I was Fearless enough to take the (ultimate) risk and sacrifise to spend 50sen on sending a text message to RedFM even though the chances of me being the 9th sms-er through is very slim.

Yes, the odds are against me, but because I was Fearless, I have been rewarded with something better than gold.

What is possibly be better than gold, you ask?

Well, it is none other than the wonderful, awesome, superb... TAYLOR SWIFT FEARLESS ALBUM!!

My more-precious-than-gold, Taylor Swift Fearless Platinum Edition Album *hua la la*

Yeaaaah, being Fearless pays =) (especially when luck is by your side)

Therefore, I will now take the Fearless job as a reviewer and rate this awesome album.

Jump Then Fall ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

Untouchable ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

Forever & Always (Piano Version) ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

Come In With The Rain ♥ ♥ ♥ 1/2

Superstar ♥ ♥ ♥

The Other Side Of The Door ♥ ♥ ♥

Fearless ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

Fifteen ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

Love Story ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

Hey Stephen ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

White Horse ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ 1/2

You Belong With Me ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

Breathe (ft. Colbie Caillat) ♥ ♥ ♥ 1/2

Tell Me Why ♥ ♥ ♥

You're Not Sorry ♥ ♥ ♥

The Way I Loved You ♥ ♥ ♥

Forever &Always ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

The Best Day ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ 1/2

Change ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

Overall rating: ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ 1/2
Yup, it's an awesome Fearless album that inspires us to be Fearless (in a good way).

Now, before I end this Fearless post, I would like to take on a Fearless challenge to create a meaningful and Fearless message to all my friends out there using all the 19 Fearless songs in Taylor Swift's Fearless album. So, here I go :

~~When I was fifteen, I had my first love. Th- Wait a minute. WTH, I suddenly got the Bieber Fever.~~

Ahem. Okay.

I still remember when I turned fifteen, a few of my classmates sang me a Birthday song in class for the first time. It was undeniably one of the best day I ever had. It was also the beginning where I started to make more awesome friends. More friends started to trust me more and open up to me about their love story and white horse in shining armour. Together, we breathe, we smile, we laugh, we cry and even had our jump then fall moment. But now, sadly, we're about to go our seperate ways. Then again, who knows? In a few months time, you might actually find 'the one' at the other side of the door of your house. And when the time is right, you might just stand in the pouring rain outside his/her door, feeling fearless and ready to take over the universe before saying, "Hey Stephen (if your 'the one' happens to name Stephen)! Come in with the rain with me!" And when he/she does, you'd look him/her into the eye and say, "You belong with me" Imagine how magical and amazing if 'the one' feels the same. Remember, never rush when you want to find 'the untouchable one'. Faith will bring the two of you together. Most importantly, try not to be blinded by love. Be brave to say, "Tell me why?" and "You're not sorry." to the guy/girl who cheats on you because they'll never change. Be FEARLESS. I hope you will never give up in chasing after your dream (even if wanting to be a superstar is close to impossible) The way I loved you guys as my best friends will never change. And I'll always remember you, my friend. Forever and Always.

Phew. Done.
That was really tough work. Okay, I know some of the sentense make absolutly no sense but this is the best I can come up with.
Finally, I've drawn a little something.

Okay, I know it's hideous. But that's the best I can draw.

Anyway, MERRY CHRISTMAS everyone. Have a Fearless Christmas.

P.S: In honour of this Fearless blog post, the theme song for this lame blog will be none other than Taylor Swift's Fearless

I'm BACK.... as quoted by Arnold Schwarzeneggar (Ooh yeah!)

2010-12-24T00:27:00.003+08:00

Oh yeah, I'm back to the society of blogging.

Ooooooh, how much I miss blogging, and reading blogs too (Only now I find Xia Xue's blog highly addictive)

In fact, with SPM out of the way, I'm making an effort to read every single one of my friend's blog... if they could just update their blog, I won't be greeted by the same old post written MONTHS ago whenever I visit their blog (Seriously, where have you guys been??? Someone is missing you here!!)

Then again, Facebook is already taking the internet world by storm (even my mum can't resist paying a visit to my FB page every day).

I mean, if no one would read what you write on your blog, why the heck not write it on your FB wall where at least SOMEONE among your 500 friends (No, I only have 200+ friends, which is considered very little compared to my other FB buddies) will COMMENT or at least "LIKE" your post.

Yeah, at least when your post is noticed, you feel don't feel like a "NOBODY" anymore, which is what blogging makes everyone of us (which does not include me) feel.

As you can see above, any of my friends who write on FB will get noticed, which is why FB is much well received that Blogs these days

No offense, really. But that's what I think the people who stop blogging feels.

Anyway, enough crap.

When I first started blogging, the visitors who visit or read my blog are mostly Malaysians. But today, when I paid my poor abandoned blog a visit. I was ~~shocked~~ surprised to find this:

The number of visitors who visited my blog (Provided by ClustrMaps)

~~WTF~~ WTH is this????

This is a LAME blog of a BORING (and not-so-talented) teenage girl from MALAYSIA and yet it receive more visits from her birth place than Malaysia??

~~Bloody he-~~ Blimey.

Forgive me if I sound rude, but surprises like this don't come by so often (for me at least). I mean, I'm can consider myself as an UNDERDOG. I mean...

I'm pretty much nowhere near being labelled as 'talented'.

I can't even score well in my exams.

My writing is nowhere as good the author who writes kiddy story books for...well, kids.

I'm not popular (not that I CARE).

I can't fiddle a pen between my finger without dropping it.

Everytime I see my face in the mirror, all I can think is, "eeewww"

I'm the least fashionable girl in the world.

I'm still obsessed with watching Cartoon Network cartoons even though I'm already 17.

My blog is lame.

And yet....and yet....

I got 4 times more blog visits from my birth place than Malaysia.

Unbelievable.

What else can I say except, "Thanks you to those who bother to read this lame blog when they should be off using their time doing something useful like watching Glee."

Really. Thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou!!

That's all for now, folks. But one thing for sure, I'M BACK and

I ♥ BLOGGING

Written with love from ME ♥ ♥

The Holiday Life Of A Pretty Much Talent-less Teenage Girl

2010-12-22T19:23:00.000+08:00

Heck. Can you believe it? It's already a week after my last SPM paper. And here I am, multitasking. Blogging crap and facebooking (if there ever is such a word) at the same time.
And my friends are already complaining how 'freaking bored' they are on their FB wall.

I'm not exactly bored YET, to be honest, but I'm not putting my free time to good use. While a number of my friends are already sitting for their undang test, I'm still sitting in front of laptop blogging crap.
Honestly, can you find a lazier pig than ME????

HUH?????????????

Well, anyway. I've been doing lots of thinking. As you can see, I'm not exactly the most talented girl in my school compare to many of my friends:

1. I'm not exactly the brightest person in class. Heck, even when it comes to using common sense, I seem to be lacking those. The only thing I'm good at is ENGLISH (and yet I never seem to be able to score the highest in my English test.)

2. I'm no pro at piano. Okay, I may know how to differentiate the keys on a piano and play a few songs but THAT'S IT! That's what you get for taking piano lessons for just a few months.

3. I can't swim and I love playing in the water. God knows how many times my parents have urged me to take swimming lessons, "In case we happen to drown, at least someone (that means YOU. Yes, YOU!!) can save us!!" Well, ever since I almost drown while playing at a pool when I was about 6, I never dared immerse my head into the water. Call it phobia or whatever, but I'm pathetic.

4. I haven't master my mum's cooking talent. I know how to cook a few simple dishes but that's it! Yes, I know, pretty lame.

The only talents I have (If you even call them 'talents') are:
1. Writing (Trust me, I'm no where close to the talented J.K. Rowling, like what my friends seem to be saying. And there are many Malaysians out there who writes a whole lot better than me. Yeah, reality kinda sucks sometimes.)

2. Drawing (*sigh* I have no professional training whatsoever. I, therefore, am no where near being a professional.)

(Pic: Taken from Naruto by Masashi Kishimoto Chap393, page 14-15)

And I'll never be as talented as Masashi Kishimoto and draw such flawless mangas

3. Using the net (this is, undeniably, the most useless talent of all)

So, if you can play the piano, swim, cook or maintain in the top10 position in your class and still fret at how useless you are, you're making me feel even miserable and pathetic.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I will have to think about how I'm going to put my 'talents' into good use during the holidays before I leave for the National Service Program. *sniff*

Scribbled by a pathetic looking ME

My Easter Day drawing

2010-03-27T14:01:00.001+08:00

Hey ya everyone! Easter Day is coming!

To be honest, Easter Day means nothing to me. I won't even know Easter Day if it's not for playing Pet Society.

So just for fun, I drew a picture (and even colour...*gasp*) which has something related to Easter Day.

To me, Easter Day means 3 things: colourful eggs, chocolate and bunny!

So I add some stuff related to the three things in my picture:
Colourful eggs: I choose it as my background (I think the eggs looked kinda weird cause... they don't look like eggs at all....)
Chocolate: The polka dots on Amy's (Yes, that's my name for the girl which is suppose to be one of the characters in my comic) blouse. I used 3 types of brown colour. Just seeing the brown dots (especially the dark brown ones) make me wanna eat em'!
Bunny: The white bunny doll Amy's holding out (obviously) and the bunny ears Amy is wearing. I wanted to go for a pink bunny at first (just like my pink Joy Joy bunny in Pet Society) but ended up drawing something else...

Other details.....
Size of drawing: Half an A4 paper
Inking: 0.7 Black Ball Pen and Gel Pen
Colouring: Luna, Faber Castell colours pencils
Further Editing: Paint

That's all for now! Happy Easter Day, everybody! XD

Album Review: Owl City's Ocean Eyes

2010-02-26T18:29:00.001+08:00

When it comes to review the whole album of a certain singer, I guess you can say I'm pretty lazy because I hate listening to some songs that are not played on the radio. Sometimes, I even skipped some of the songs to reach to the more popular one.

I'm sure everybody already heard the chart-topping song, Fireflies by Owl City (if not it's the song played in my blog).

I loooovee that song and still do (I love it soo much that sometimes I sing it when I'm doing my homework). So I decided to listen to all Owl City's songs in the album.

Surprisingly, I managed to survive through the whole album and actually liked it! ☻

So here are the ratings for each songs: (based on my liking)

1. Cave In ♥♥♥♥1/2

2. The Bird and The Worm ♥♥♥♥♥

3. Hello Seattle ♥♥♥♥

4. Umbrella Beach ♥♥♥

5. The Saltwater Room ♥♥♥♥1/2

6. Dental Care ♥♥♥♥

7. Meteor Shower ♥♥♥

8. On The Wing ♥♥♥♥

9. Fireflies ♥♥♥♥♥

10. The Tip Of The Iceberg ♥♥♥1/2

11. Vanilla Twilight ♥♥♥1/2

12. Tidal Wave ♥♥♥♥

So overall the rating for the album is ♥♥♥♥

So if you kinda like the kind of song that sound like Fireflies, this album is definitely for you.☺

Next up..... Glee: The Music (Vol 1)

Xiao Xian's CNY Dinner Party

2010-02-17T19:51:00.001+08:00

Hey people! It's been a tiring day for me during Chinese New Year. Right after I came back from KL and Kepala Batas, I'm already preparing for my Xiao Xian's CNY dinner party the next day.

But still, (let me get this straight!!) I'M NOT A PARTY GAL!

It's been a reeaaallly crazy party yesterday. So, I will let the photos do the talking.

Right before the dinner started, Jia Yi and Jo Lynn decided to snap a photo together

BBQ time!

Wee Thong sure knows how to pose for the camere (lol! XD)

The boys are getting hungry

Best friends: Me and Jo Lynn :)

Wee Thong in the middle :p

Because I was laughing so much, the photo came out all blurry (argh!)

Next thing we knew, Xiao Xian's mum made all the girls take a photo with Wee Thong. I suppose you can say Wee Thong is in Cloud 9 because with each photo his smile gets ~~wider~~ weirder :S

1st Smile: Normal

2nd Smile: Baring all teeth

3rd Smile: Smile stiffened

4th Smile: Oww... my muscle hurts!

Group photo: Me, Jo Lynn and Jia Yi

Goof around: Jia Yi bares her front teeth while Jo Lynn tries not to swallow her drink

Lelouch to the rescue!!

As they play the card game, we made up a rule: THE LOSER HAS TO PEEL THE TIGER PRAWN AND FEED IT TO THE WINNER.

So, while all the craziness is going on....

Kun Guan and Xiao Xian have a chat... alone...(How nice if I could put some hearts in the background?)

Prawns look yummy, eh? Whoever gets their prawn peeled and fed must be lucky ;)

1st Round: Steven gets the prawn (However, Wee Thong can't wait to be fed -_-''')

Steven is all smiles :)

2nd Round: Steven gets the prawn (again!). Fed by an embarassed Wai Khan

3rd Round: Haha! This time Jo Lynn has to do the peeling...

,....and feeding!

Married couple: Steven and Wee Thong exhanging drinks

4th Round: Kun Guan is all smiles after being fed

Wee Thong and Steven can't seem to resist the shark fin soup!

Experiment: Wee Thong decided to add a slice of watermelon to his shark fin soup

In the spotlight: While the others are playing, Kun Guan and Wee Thong

Best Buddy: Kun Guan and Wee Thong

Kun Guan and Me (Hope Xiao Xian is not jealous!)

5th Round: Finally, Jo Lynn WON!

Kun Guan and Xiao Xiam

Xiao Xian and Steven

Like I told you, it's a crazy party. Will upload more in Facebook! Ciao~