Intoxi'Kath'ing Whispers

Here's wishing everyone a very merry and happy Christmas! Hope you all have a blessed and meaningful one this year.     To baby Jesus, "Happy Birthday!" (Though it's not the real day, but still.) You are the real reason why Christmas is celebrated around the world. And let us not forget that lest we be too caught up with the gifts and merry-making (drinking, eating, the usual stuff  :D) Personally, for this year, I do not have much of that Christmas joy or spirit. (Hey, I'm here blogging on Christmas Day!! Who on earth does that?) I don't know why. I mean I still enjoy Christmas but this year I feel that something is really missing. Every Christmas I used to feel happy, joyful with a great warmth inside of my heart (You know, that glowing kind of feeling). Christmas songs especially make me feel giddy with joy and excitement. This year, however, I'm feeling a bit down. Perhaps it's because I didn't really prepare much for Christmas, body, m

Five things you MAY not know about me. 1. I'm not a pill popper. I cannot, cannot swallow pills. A small stupid pill will take me 20 minutes for every attempt, during which should I fail, I will just spit out the half dissolved pill into the sink. I know, what a waste. But I can't. My esophagus simply won't allow me to swallow. Too small. Need a wider one hahaha. 2. I have a phobia of crossing drains, longkangs anything that's more than 20 cm apart. Even when I take the escalators, I take extreme precaution. I take ten seconds to get across or on the escalator. I fear tripping and falling over. According to Chinese 'pantangs', babies must not have their feet tickled lest they will not be able to cross drains. I think someone must have tickled my feet when I was a baby. Hmph. 3. I dance to random music though not in public becasue I'm shy!! But you can see me bopping my head or tapping my feet a bit once in a while. Ask my sisters. They think I'm nuts. I

As the year 2009 comes to a close, I can't help but reflect throughout the year. The things I've done, the things I didn't do and the things which I now wished that I did or did not do. Of course I regret the things which I said out of anger and in temper. Words said can never be taken back no matter how much you apologize. I mean, even if the other person forgives you, your relationship with that person is never going to be the same. It's like getting burned, the scar remains there. I am so sorry to those I have hurt. It's especially true for those whom I love and am close with. There are other things that I regret. Among them, there is one that I regret quite a lot... Not the most, but one of the major ones. I regret not signing up for that US programme. Though Meow persuaded me quite hard, I decided not to go. I suppose I let my fears cripple me from participating in something different, something life changing. I regret that I let my fears hold me back. Come

A scene from the show called Beetlejuice (No idea what movie that is, but I find this scene very hilarious. LOL!). Beware the ending though. :D I used to hear this song when I was younger. Quite a catchy one. Do enjoy!

Who loves apples??? I do!!! I especially love them baked and cooked though I know that the raw ones have more nutrients. But still. I also love apple pies. The ones that I will remember most are the ones baked by my late paternal grandmother. Hers was the best. Know why? Cause the pastry was just thick enough, crispy and she always always loaded her apple pies with a lot of filling!! (Heheh, yea I know. I only eat the pie for the filling.... LOL). Anyway, I was feeling kinda hungry that Sunday. There was nothing much to eat in the house except for some biscuits (which I get fed up with) and apples and carrots. So I decided to make my own apple filling aka applesauce. This was my 'adventure'. First, get some apples (duh). Hey, and please get green ones or Granny Smiths. No red ones or Red Washington's ok? Green apples taste the best and no one ever uses red apples in apple pies (I think). Wash, wash and wash!! Peel off the skin then you don't have to bother wi

Take a look at this. Get Your Sexy Name It's my decoded name using the sexy name decoder. I burst out laughing and rolling my eyes. Hahaha. No wonder I've been naughty lately. Hehehe. Some people would surely have a ball of a time teasing me because of this.

I was just commenting the other day about educational shows for children during my childhood days (make me sound so old). One of the shows I mentioned was Sesame Street!! One of my faves!! I have always loved the show and I enjoyed the different characters that came along with it. We have the yellow Big Bird , whom if I'm not mistaken, is a bit of a blur case. Oscar , the grumpy fella who lives in a 'mobile' garbage can. He walks and holds his can wherever he goes. Haha. He's kinda mean. What's blue, furry and loves cookies??? The Cookie monster !!  I remember that everytime he gorges down his cookie batch, crumbs will be flying everywhere..! And he only knows how to eat, eat and eat. Oh, then we have Elmo . The guy with the "oh-so-NOT-annoying" voice. *holds nose and speaks in a high squeaky voice* "Hello everybody. What are we going to do today?" Count Dracula !!! True to his name, he counts almost anything he can get his finger on. There

People of my generation will probably have heard of kiddy shows like Barney, the Teletubbies, Sesame Street, Electric Company and many others. While all these shows are great and meant to improve a child's knowledge from many aspects, there some shows which I can never and will never ever stand. Any guess which ones they are? LOL. I particularly dislike Barney and his 'cheerful' voice. Hate his purple body and that big fat tail. He's one irritating dinosaur. Remember the song, Barney always sings in every episode? The I love you song? Well, there must be a lot of anti-Barney people out there. So much so, they came up with this song. "I hate you, you hate me, Let's gang up to kill Barney, With a big bang bang, Barney's on the floor, No more purple dinosaur." (Sung to the tune of the original Barney song.) There are actually a few other versions, but I think it's a bit offensive to put it here. The other irritating characters on kiddy

Ooppss.. Yea it's a kinda overdue. But I so want to share my bundle of joy with you all.  *big, wide grin* (Not really, just wanted a reason to put up these pics. Ha.) Thus this post. :P As you may know, my convocation  was held at Wisma MCA (UTAR ma.... eesh, no posh hotel unlike Chian heh) on 9th Aug 2009.  Nothing much, except a sense of sadness as we finally graduate and go on our separate ways and that day was the only day we'll see each other in full attendance/ force. (For sure, there are people who are always missing during gatherings haha). Well, graduation is an important event no? Thus, it calls for studio photos!!! Muahaha. Revealing....ta-da! My family picture!! Standing left to right: (Charlene, Eileen, moi, Mommy, Shirleen) Seated: Daddy Someone *ahem* said my mom looked old. I told her!!! Wahahaha.This pic ain't the best shot. The better ones are in FB. Don't want to bore you all with the same look. I love my family! The next pic is slightl

R to me: "Hey, you straightened your hair ah?" My reply: "No, gravity pulled my hair down straight for me." A to me: "You look very glamorous today!" My thoughts: Meaning I look horrible everyday? -.-' A phone call woke me up from my slumber. Caller: "Hey, sleeping ah?" My reply: "Not anymore..." Upon receiving a phone call, Caller: "Hey Kath, are you there?" My reply: "No, I'm not. That's why I'm talking to you." Someone to me: "Oh! You're here." My reply: "No. It's the body snatchers..." *sweats*

We had breakfast together today. One of the very, very rare times. Dad had some scratches on his chest, thanks to our female dog, Holly. And this was what happened. Mom: "What happened to you?" Dad: "The dog scratched me when I was playing with her." Mom: "Sure it's not some other bitch?" Dad (with a sheepish smile): "No la... She suddenly jumped up at me." Mom: "That will teach you a lesson for walking around bare-chested among bitches." Then she laughs. Me and my two sisters : -.-'

Yes. I admit. I am OLD!!! *sniff* I actually thought I was pretty young (pretty and young, you know? :P) till recently. Jenny's recent post stirred up some very odd feelings inside of me. It got me to seriously start thinking about my future. (Not that I didn't, just not that deep). Why do I say I'm old?? I'm now in the next phase of life - work. But after this, then what? Marriage? Not on the cards for me yet, seems too far away. :( If that does happen, so what? I'll just settle back down into being a working, married woman. Then? Kids....?? Two, three, God knows how many will pop out. LOL. And suddenly, I'm a working mother. Next? Work, work, work. Family, family, family. And then??? *Bam!!!*  RETIRE.... and spend my free time doing gardening or Tai Chi...hahahaha. And at most become a grandmother. And then? We die... Where we all rot in our wooden graves... and our souls float around or go to heaven.(See la if you're good or not. Heh.) Wh

I missed getting the novel to this upcoming movie. I remember wanting to get it so much but I just didn't have the dough to get it. I remember when it was reviewed in the newspaper, this particular novel got rave reviews. I still haven't got the book, but from this trailer, it'll definitely be on my to-get list. Better get it before this movie comes out and they jack up the price of the book! Hahaha.They may do it know? Synopsis: About a girl who is raped, murdered and chopped into pieces. She watches over her family from her heaven as they come to terms with her death and try to track down her murderer. She also watches over her murderer as he goes on with his life. Something like that...Based on the novel by Alice Sebold.

Subang Jaya is a well known hotspot for dengue cases. But I would have never expected myself to become another statistic. It all happened quite suddenly. I was well one day (even went out for a drink), the next day I woke up with a high fever (39.4 degree C), throbbing headaches, breathing difficulties and rashes all over my body. I felt like total crap. Slept throughout the morning, with my mom and sister occasionally sponging my hot body with a damp cloth to keep the body temperature down. Mid afternoon, my parents took me to see the doctor to find out what's going on. My mom had to literally support me from the house to the car. I dropped on to the car seat and slept. When we reached the clinic, again I had to be supported to the clinic from the car. I literally fell asleep on the clinic's sofa in the lounge. I was just so tired and groggy. Just before the doctor was to see me, I felt nauseous, so I went into the bathroom. There, you could say that I almost slumped onto

I've never really been an ardent fan of the Twilight series(boo...says you). And I have no idea why some girls go gaga over Edward the vampire. He looks so paste-y with the bloodshot eyes (yea yea he's supposed to look that way). And bleah! I think he looked way hotter in Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire as Cedric Diggory . That, I can go gaga. But in Twilight??? The romance between Edward and Bella is fine. Romantic, mushy and cliched. Heh. But there's nothing much for me to shout about. (Sorry to the ardent fans, esp to my three sisters. Ha.) This year, the next sequel in this series is about to be released tentatively in November. Known as New Moon , the title is definitely appropriate since the werewolves play a bigger role this time. I didn't read any of the books in the Twilight series though my sisters finished the whole lot of it. So there's no doubt I have no idea of what's going on in the next book. But judging from this trailer of the next sequ

Once upon a time, there was a little girl. She believed that the world was good. She believed that everything was fair and just. She believed that love lasts forever. She believed that everyone could live in peace and harmony. She believed that everyone was a kind soul. In a nutshell, she believed that the world was beautiful. But as she grew older, she realized somethings. She realized that the world was not good. She realized that life would never be fair or just. She realized that love did not last forever. In fact, it does not hold on much at all. She realized that people could never live together in peace or harmony. She realized that there were evil and despiteful people out there. In a nutshell, she realized that the world was just an ugly heartless sphere. However, as she matured, she found out why. She knew why the world was not good. Because the people living in it did not take care of it. She knew why life was never fair. Because people had no sense of inte

I bet about 95% of the world's female population does this. RM 5 says it's true!! Almost every girl that walks past any store's glass windows will definitely check themselves out. Some will do it discreetly (*ahem* like yours truly), with the sideways glance at their own reflections. If there seems to be anything wrong with our hair, clothing, we will discreetly adjust it once we move away from the glass windows. Hee hee. There are also those who do it pretty obviously. They walk past, stop, untie their pony tail, finger-comb back their hair, tie it up again and give their ponytail a little pat down (Some may even pull their fringe down). Then they smile at their reflection with a tilt of their head and off they go. Smiling happily as they know they look perfect! Haha. So guys (and girls), do not think that the girls are checking you out even if they seem to be smiling at you (You can stop holding your breath now and let that tummy show). They are also NOT checking out your

She took the knife And led it across her wrist, To take her life, And end it with a twist. Once this deed is done, She'll forever be free, For her worries there be none, She'd no longer have to flee. Blood draining out from her, She feels the warmth seep out too, Getting colder and colder, Her lips becoming blue. Her heartbeat becomes weaker, Her eyelids flutter close, Her breathing becomes slower, As she begins to doze. Her body slumped against the wall, Her breathing finally stops, No more thoughts or feelings at all, Exactly like a dead white corpse. Perhaps you wonder why, She chose to take this road, Perhaps it's time you try, To share another's load.

Walked to Parade for work today. Got caught in the early morning drizzle. Silly flimsy umbrella flipped backward due to strong winds. Kept closing and re-opening it. Guessed I must have looked pretty stupid with the umbrella. Reached Parade a bit damp. And a mess. Cold, shivering, cold. Waited in the bank for 30 minutes. Started to make airplanes with my ticket number. Cold. Got stepped on by an over-enthusiastic lady. Hungry. Cold. Thinks that some people should really learn to grow up and be more matured. Stop dissing and putting people down. Don't start that whole episode again. Am going to blackmail somebody if he doesn't watch it....heh. Stop it with the gross descriptions!!! Still cold. Oh ya, though you may not see this, " Happy Birthday !" To my dearest dearest Godpa. Hugs. :D

What does Merdeka mean to you? For all these years, Merdeka meant holidays! Yay! Other than that, Merdeka has never had any special meaning to me. If I were to be interviewed live with the above question, I'd most probably be giving my blur face I'm famous for. I'd be quiet and stare at the interviewer as if he or she has hair spurting out of their ears. Seriously. I have no idea...I can't just say 'holidays' right? (Sounds so idiotic tsk) I guess it's because I don't really get the true meaning of Merdeka or independence. We, especially the youths born long after the independence, will very unlikely grasp the true meaning and what it actually signifies. But then, who can blame us? Look at the political situation in our country! It's horrible. Is it no wonder so many youths especially students who just finish their SPM opt to further their studies overseas??? I sometimes feel ashamed that I do not have that fiery, patriotic feeling inside of me. Ever

This post is written in honour of (no, scratch that), is written with the objective to give someone a piece of my mind. (Want my cerebrum or medulla oblongata?) Firstly, this person complained that I did not update my blog often enough. Then he said, "Kenny Sia updates everyday." Yeah right, it's not everyday la Tai Kor! And why compare me to him? I'm so tiny and puny in the blogsphere. Heh. Anyway, I'm super busy and super tired and has had no inspiration whatsoever to blog about anything till today. (Thanks to somebody...) Before I go into the second part, for all those who have yet to hear about it, (it's been publicized in her FB), my sister, Eileen is now formally engaged to her sweetheart of six, seven years. Congrats to my dear dear sister. Finally, eh? Hahah. The second part is related to this. Not referring to my sis, but me. Our good friend who complained that I don't update often, had the gall/balls (Grr...) to 'insult' me. When I sh

I don't know what to say, I don't know what to do, I wish I had it my way, Then I wouldn't be so blue. I finally cried today, The tears all streaming down, It was definitely time I'd say, To let my guard right down. I thought I had it, I thought I had it all, But what I had was just a bit, And I've come crashing into a wall. I think it'd be weird, If I had a beard, So would she in a skirt, In her boyfriend's t-shirt. I don't know what this is, I don't think you do as well, But oblivion is bliss, So you'd still feel just as swell. Finally to end this nonsense, And to part to thy separate ways, I know this is just nonsense, But see ya at the end of days. HAHAHAHAHA. Brain malfunctioned.

I was heading for dinner in Parade yesterday. While we were walking, this little boy of about 3 years of age, walked past us. You know those blown up balloons tied onto plastic sticks...? Well, he was purposely waving his and hitting everyone who passed by him. Naturally, I was one of his targets. His balloon hit me. And, my first reaction was to be annoyed. I like kids and all, but hitting strangers with balloons is not polite. Hahaha. I actually turned round to glare/scowl at him. But OMG, when I turned to glare at him, he was smiling so sweetly at me. The kind of child-like innocence every one of us used to have before we became devils. I started laughing when I saw him. How could I be angry with him? He was so adorable!!! He was just happily swinging his balloon, unknowingly hitting people. And I suddenly felt very happy when I saw his little angelic face...hahaha. *dreamy face*

Oh my gosh... I finally know how my face would look like during my convocation this coming Sunday... Superbly horrendous la wei. I have no idea where UTAR got these photographers. I mean, I do thank them for their efforts and all but oh gosh.... the photos are bleah... Look at the pic... Hahahaha. I didn't know my mouth is senget one also.... Yer... Now I seriously look like some Asian girl albeit the crooked mouth. (Don't care about that!) Imagine... this pic will be shown to thousands and thousands of parents, friends, and relatives. *starts wailing* I thought mine was bad... but a look at others... got me thinking that mine wasn't so bad after all. :) P/S: I sound like a bimbo...sorry. PP/S: I'm just too stupefied...

Irresponsible bloggers have invaded the cyberworld and tarnished the name of responsible and good bloggers. And no, I do not mean blogs by politicians.. I don't give a crap about them and their blogs. True or not.. they're all blogged from their perspectives of a certain issue... I gave up caring (though I did before, no wonder so many youths prefer to be complacent).. Anyway, the irresponsible blogger I want to talk about is.. about immature secondary school students using blogs to flame people who are in their classes anonymously. Yes, gossip girl style ! Like wth?? Naturally, the ones who belong to that class saw the blog and started commenting, not only on the horrendous English but also telling the person to not be a coward and show up. One of the posts were quite vicious in my opinion. Anyhoo, anyhow, anyway....hahahah never flame people in your blogs. Gonna back fire on you. And the WHOLE cyberworld will know. Hah! Dare you take the risk?? Oh ya, wanna see the blog I me

Ta-da!! Here we have our silly dog sunbathing in the morning sun... Lazy thing. She saw me with the camera and quickly looked at me haha. Ain't she adorable? Another pic of her sunbathing. In this pic, she looks a lot like a roosting hen. Buh-bwak! This is a pic of a bun I bought from Baker's cottage. It's filled with red bean paste, not that I like that filling. But the shape of the bun itself is so cute!!! It's an octopus! Or octobun..hehehe. Oh yea.. this was what happened to the bun after I pinched each of its legs and nose off to eat..hahahaha. This is another bun from Baker's cottage. Both these buns are new products or something like that. This bun is a panda and has chocolate filling! Yums! Oh right, I pulled off the ears but forgot to take a pic before eating hahah. What made my day today was an article in the world section in today's (14/7/2009) Star newspaper. Titled "Chinese Road Vigilante and Internet Hit, Says Report", it

I got a slight shock today. Though when I think back about it, it's pretty amusing. I wanted to go into Chian's blog but I was lazy to go through my blog to go to hers. So I just keyed in her blog address. This blur girl here (yours truly), missed out a dash. (-) And guess where it led me to??? This... Bruna Chian Li. It has your name, Chian Li!!! Wow...! At first, I was wondering what happened to Chian's blog... then I remembered the dash. So insignificant yet important...Hahaha. Just a dash and I'm somewhere else... Blur-nye ...

Chian blogged about us in Malacca on 20th June 2009. Read here . What you guys may not know is that we went to Malacca last year Aug 2008 too. Lookie here!! Aug 2008 June 2009 Aug 2008 June 2009 That's all!!! (Yea, I didn't resize my photos...) Purpose of entry??? I don't know... hahahaha. Wanted to show the same background.. but a bit diffferent. But it's the same place. :D

At first, I thought, I really knew what I wanted. But now, I no longer feel that way. I do not know what I want or what I am searching for. Everyday just seems to pass by in a dzae. Eat, sleep, housework, tv, computer. The same routine for almost everyday with the exception of some. I do not believe that I am laidback, yet I am not that particularly active as well. I wonder if I am too afraid to take risks. Too afraid to venture out. Afraid to enter the working world. Yet, studying again cripples me with fear. The feeling and a sense of being lost and stupid haunts me almost every hour. People tell me to enjoy it while I can. I do. But I detest this feeling of aimlessness. I feel useless and unworthy. And it gets worse as convocation day comes by, when I may soon be listed/ fall into that percentage as one of those who are jobless and not studying. Oh joy!

Just got back from Genting with Meow and Tee. Let's just say that this trip was quite eventful...hahaha. Very. Tuesday, the day we went up... We... - Met irritating, annoying and stubborn taxi drivers. Kept saying things like " Xian zai shi yi dian de ba shi o, deng ni pai de lai ke neng liang dian de ba shi le.. " (It's now the 1130am bus, by the time you buy your tickets it'll be the 2pm bus.) As if that's not bad enough, when we finally reached the Genting skyway station, one of those annoying taxi drivers was there. " Xiao jie, ni xian zai cai dao a? wo yi jing chi bao le o ." (Wah miss, now only reach ah? I have already eaten my lunch lo.) Like whatever. We also ate already wert, just that we ate down in KL. - Boarded a taxi whose driver does not know where he is going. Our bus to Genting was at 12 noon. So we went to Melati McD to eat as there was time. (Hahah). We left the place at 1125 am to find a taxi to take us straight to the terminal p

Something I thought of during a chat with Jenny. If I were some really big shot's daughter... If I were some big shot's daughter, I'd make sure that classes were only held on Mon, Tues and Thurs. (Wed- movie day, Fri - it's already the weekend.. come back and study?? Potong stim aje la.) If I were some big shot's daughter, I'd make sure that all of my tutors were guys and slightly older than me. Heh. If I were some big shot's daughter, I'd make sure that deserving people don't have to sit for supp but the non-deserving ones should be put through 'hell'. If I were some big shot's daughter, I'd make sure that the car park was SHADED! Very hot la...And.. car park stickers were given priority to final year students. (too late for that now...) If I were some big shot's daughter, I'd make sure Starbuck's Coffee was brought into our school canteen and charged at half the normal price. (Yay... for all coffee addict drinkers) If I

Hehehe. My exams are officially over! Yea baby!! It's now time for par-tays and MORE par-tays!!! But just let me get my beauty sleep back first. Been having insomnia for a week plus... I couldn't sleep at night. My body works in a way I will automatically go to bed by 12 or 1 am, even if I'm fresh and wide awake. So no matter how alert I am, I will not be able to study. There are nights when I managed to sleep. But I would wake up so many times in the middle of the night and it took me so hard to enter slumberland again. It was very frustrating. Partly I slept in afternoons because the night before I couldn't sleep. And so goes the sleeping cycle. Partly I'm worried by my exams. Argh!! Partly there were other things swimming in my thoughts non-stop. I will start thinking and thinking and thinking... till the cock crows.. Huh. My mom also started to worry. But after Saturday night, I finally found relief. Still worried. But a sense of calm came over me. I finally fel

I cannot study. And I don't think that I'm the only one. Everytime I have this itch to FB... Which is so darn irritating!!! I won't die if I don't but my Farmtown crops most probably will..hahah. Huh. The freakin' weather is another darn annoying thing. It's so hot that all I feel like doing is to just sleep. Day and night. Sleep. That's all I'm doing now and all I'll ever do when I am six feet under!! Better do something about it. Coffee... Milkshake... Jumping around! Anything!! I so have to get back to studying. Motivation: To pass all and enjoy my holidays!!! All the best people!

We're still in the Easter season. So, it's never too late to wish everyone a very Happy Easter ! God bless! :D

I'm now in the last year of my uni life. Events which recently occurred, provoked me to reflect back throughout the whole of my life. From kindi to primary to secondary and to tertiary..(sounds like protein folding ngek ngek...) All my life, I have met all sorts of people and become friends or acquaintances. There are those whom I've met and lost, those whom I've forgoten and also those whom I still keep dearly in my heart. Not to forget are also those whom I will not miss should I never see them again. As of now, close primary school friends are that few. Been there for me.. and try to come out to meet even if they're superbly busy. Primary friends whom I wasn't close to but became closer due to mutual friends and frequent outings. Like the recent CNY gathering and clubbing. Of all things...hahaha. Should I name you guys? Hahaha. Hugs. Secondary life wasn't really that impactful... Form 1 to form 5... I just flitted in and out of classes. Friends from there we

After thinking for a while, (ok, not a while but many whiles) I have finally decided what to do after I graduate (hopefully) in May this year. I have narrowed it down to two options. Sigh. Either I continue my studies and proceed wtih Masters (God, help me..) or I apply for this work and travel thing to US for six months. Will see how it goes... see which comes first. If it's the latter, I'd most probably miss my Convocation. If the former is first, the latter will no longer be on my list. We'll see we'll see. :) P/S: Applying for masters has nothing to do with what the government has allocated to help the economy.

I came to your house that day, Knocking on your door, You would not let me in, And even chased me away. I cried my heart out on the streetside, Wondering and wondering why, I looked up once in a while, But you weren't there by my side. I missed the days when we had fun, So much of love and so much of joy, Those days are now long gone, Like a fugitive on the run. I do not know what happened, That caused this drift between us, Further and further apart, As if "we" had never happened. But then I finally realised, The problem is not with me, But instead it is with you, The man whom I used to idolise. (incomplete) I can't think of the next stanza yet... Title also simply put first. Comments are greatly appreciated and valued. Thanks! And it's fictional!!! Not real life...

The day is passing me by, As I sit here typing away, I see an irritating fly, And chase it away with a spray. My nose is running bad, My eyes are watering too, I have not felt this bad, Since I was in year two. My brain has deserted me, Rend'ring me dumb and useless, Sitting here like a dummy, Is really something priceless. Mr. report is waiting here, Ms. thesis is on my tail, Would someone please be a dear, And send them both to jail. I can take this no longer, So off I go for the night, If you're busy do not linger, But just remember me alright? :)

Yea, I'm a girl with plenty of free time on my hands. So much of free time that my itchy fingers have to go and key in my name at the google site... Hahahaha. Actually, curiosity drove me to do it. So I did. And... I realised that googling myself is relatively easy. Whatever sites that I've joined and have my name pops up. Shows you how easy a stalker can just access any information about you. Huh... So decided to privatise all profiles..hahaha. Safety ma. I even found out that there's a girl with the exact same Christian name and surname as me in Singapore. Feels kinda weird you know. However, as my surname is See, a lot of stupid sites pop up as well. Like "Come and see...","See it at..." and etc. Hahaha. Anyway, go google your friends for fun. You may find out a lot of things. :D Sites that pop up often are facebook and Friendster. Unless, you have a friend in the journalism industry. Hehe. Enjoy!

Okay, I'm not much of a cook. Huh.. But, I'm at least better than Maggi-mee cooks. Hahaha. Jk. I cook frozen food and food that come in cans, packets. :P Ok wert... I cry when I cook. (Onions ma...) I sweat when I cook. (Fire=heat=hot lo!) So I don't cook. Until... *deng deng*.. desperate situations call for desperate actions. Fed up of going to pack back food so often for lunch and felt a bit sick/jelak/sien of all the food from CNY. Leftovers again and again.. (Yes yes I am thankful that I have enough food to eat. Haha.) So since Monday was a holiday, I decided to sacrifice my tears and sweat and get my butt into the kitchen to whip up something scrumptious. The result: My very own style of home-cooked fried rice. Wahahaha. I didn't follow any recipe book. All from observation. Of course, I asked my mom for some guidelines. Guinea pigs for this meal were my dad and two younger sisters. Hehehe. Reviews weren't bad. Hooray! Considering this is my

I went clubbing!!! First experience ever...hahaha. Friday night, went to Euphoria (MOS) near Sunway Pyramid and Hotel. Was supposed to be a group comprising over 10 ppl but in the end, there were only nine of us... Still had fun though. Four guys and five girls. Had house Vodka mixed with Cranberry juice cause me and Chian were superbly surprised when we saw the glass that held our pure house Vodka... hahahaha. It was so little! Huh. I felt like a dumb-dumb cause I have never been to clubs before. Also had Chivas with coke. Too sweet the first round but better in the end... definitely better than mixing it with water though you get drunk faster. As for the dancing part, I felt weird. Was not used to it. Perhaps I wasn't high enough. David said people normally dance better when they are high. Hahaha. True or not, maybe la. I did try but I think I failed miserably hahahaha. Too self conscious adi. Any tips? The club was quite empty for a friday night, I think because of the long week

As promised, a short entry on the newest additional to our family (Now its old news...hahaha). Presenting... Holly the Puppy. Hahaha. Yes, she's a normal mongrel... White with faint brown spots on her back. And she's a female! She's been with us for almost a month now. And we simply adore her. However, she does have this bad habit of biting us... whenever we play with her and show her affection. Her bites are getting painful as she grows and her canines become larger and pointier. It becomes worse when she's hyperactive and she'll bite you. All my family members have these battle scars to show you, especially on our arms and ankles. The places small enough to fit her mouth..hahaha. Training her is tough man! I can't train her as I'm too soft-hearted. Eileen does it with caliber and professional-like. Hahaha. Charlene's still scared of Holly and Shirleen's too loving to do it. Both my mom and Shirleen have carried her in their arms before. Me, I don&#

Happy new year everyone! My wishes for the year 2009: - No more supplementary paper resits... (Please!!!) - World peace!!! When is that ever going to happen?? Pray pray... - Food prices will drop to what they are supposed to be. (Stop 'killing' us customers with high prices and the reason "che yao hei ga". Hello?! Sudah drop from RM2.7 to RM1.8 la. Outdate.) - I will know what I want to do before I gradutae from UTAR in May. - That I improve in every aspect of my life. - I will lead a healthier lifestyle and make a harder effort to E-X-E-R-C-I-S-E!! - Oh! I want to have my innermost desires fulfilled!!! Hehehe. Won't tell you what it is. No use guessing over there. And don't think rots. *Smack you* - My country will become a better place for all human race to live in. (Please someone come up with a good solution already... Sigh) I've never made a resolution before.. Serious! Cause I think it's a waste of my energy and brain space and I probably won