Supermom

Kids love to call their father a super hero. But the real superhero i think is our mothers. Why? Not being a feminist here but have you ever thought the things that your mum has ever done, did or doing. For example double shifted mums. What are double shifted mums you asked. Double shifted mums are mums who has a permanent occupation and a house wife. So she does double work. During the day she works in a office, shop or etc and towards the night, a mother & wife.

What so super heroic about that? Well.. Being a wife, mother & a employee is no easy work. A mother rises up early to ensure the kids are well packed for school, washes the clothe, cooks breakfast & lunch and cleans the house (applicative to family without household servants). Following that is a 9-5 job at the office and after that would be back to being a mother & wife at home. Hence, the cleaning after the children & husband, cooking dinner, listening to the whims & pansy of the kids & making sure her spouse is having equal amount of attention & love.

Multitasking is not something fun nor easy to conduct. Giving equal attention is most mothers God given quality. I said most because I believe not all mothers do the same and those who has mothers who does not  give quality attention would oppose to what I've said. I believe that a mother is a super hero because who better to give a child & a husband the most attention & love but your very own mother.

Not saying that dad's aren't as good as mum. Yes a dad works hard at work to provide food on the table, to give security and a strong foundation to a family. But have you ever seen a dad do housework? Coming back from work and cleaning up the house and cooking? Hanging the clothes up? Have you? (applicative to family with both working parents). Truly if you were to see. A father thinks that working in an office is enough hardwork there is and it is enough. His only other task when arrived home is to be present.

So there is some fathers who do become house husbands but what Im writing here is about fathers who are being house husbands and an employee. So what say you? Well if your dad is a multitasker as an employee and a house husband.. You should be proud because it's not something to see nor hear everyday. Maybe you should appreciate him because it is your luck. =)

As for your mum. Try appreciating her for the things she has tried doing, done or did for you.

This post was an inspiration out of an article I read for class. It is bias in some way but try to see it from a different point of view. =D

PS: I'm not such a great daughter myself but I try to help in most ways.

Thirst for knowledge

We thought we were special, we thought we had the best of the best, we thought we had the knowledge that every adult would gained later. We thought we were smart in choosing the right education. But we thought wrong!

We learned we were deceived by marketing stunts, we were robbed of our treasures ensuring we would be given the best but we only received part of the best. We were promised gold but were given plastic. What was given in the early stages taught us a lifetime of lessons & precautions. But the latter years was an unavoidable stint of hopelessness. There werent too many choices so we had to stick with what we started in order to progress. The utterly horrible procurement of what we thought was the best from the beginning of our journey was an eye-opener.

Now we know that our prided knowledge was only at the begining. It could not be procured without the best educators but only if we were fools who believes in black & white. As we expand our search for the thirst of knowledge, we learned that it was the CLEVEREST thing to ever be done & in doing that we learned the random negativity of staying. Hence, the urge to move is more vigorous as compared to before. So we move to a better place to gain better knowledge. More hands on rather than hands off.

Young Love

Teenagers or young adults these days just love getting themselves cooped up in commitments that somehow would be broken by infidelity in the end. Their profess "love" at the early stages of their youthful life seems to be the most common thing we find in this era. Just as how we see so many "perfect" marriages are being splayed apart. Oh how few of these young adults would realize the meaning of being youthful & fully committed to a person when the time is right.

As for the few who seeks for such commitments. They make it their mission. Their mission to find true love. Their claims of not being a whole because there's no Adam or Eve in their life. So much so that they make life for themselves at time a living, depressed life. Why is it so hard to live life to the fullest? Why is it that people think that in order for you to have a perfect life you need a partner to live it or money for that matter?

I mean god gave us hands, feets, eyes, ears, hands & every mechanism for us to move & breathe. He didn't say that you must have a perfect partner to make your every mechanism a perfect creation of God. So... Why oh why do people of such things. It has become a habit even the eldest are fed up of it. Them deem that these youngsters confession of Love are called foolish. To think about it, I think it's true. How about you think about it?

Dependency = Not reliable

I maybe young, immature & naive but one thing for sure I know is that depending on others is the wrong thing to do. So I might be in my teens but I do know a thing or two about hard labour. Yes I do come from a middle class family, so you might think I don't know what's labour. Believe me you shouldn't judge a girl by the richness of her parents. To be honest I'm not rich with money, I'm just rich with character. The one who is really rich is GOD. He has everything that money can't buy. What is that? You should ask him. =D

You can rely on your parents but until how long do you want to rely on them. Someday they'll leave us behind & go places where we can't go until it's our time. So rely on your friends you say. Until how long are you going to rely on your friends. Friends come & go. They don't stay with you forever as you grow up you actually grow apart as the mindset matures & it thinks differently.

If you want to rely on your friends until how long are you going to do that. Someday they'll leave you behind because your not independent. Someday they'll just get annoyed at you because you depend so much on them and they'll leave you stranded in the situation you're in.

So tell me who can you rely on but yourself. Isn't that the best policy. I believe so because depending on others tends to bring you disappointment & when you are disappointed nothing in the world could make you happy at that point of time. Disappointment is much worst then being left by your boyfriend or girlfriend.

If there's 1 thing I've realize in the years I've grown it would be not relying on anyone not even your own family. Pathetic, I know. Don't have to strained on that part, I know myself. But isn't it not the truth? Just give it some thought. =)

Old school workaholic?

Being old school is considered a bore. Youngsters my age thinks old school is too OLD & it's meant for elderly. Well this was said by the frequent clubbers. Well what good is techno, anyways?? It's some blasted music with a rhythm that repeats itself with awfully loud bass that drowns the tune. How people could stand clubbing, I don't know but I for one can't stand the excessively loud bass drumming in a small closure with carbon monoxide in the air. =D

Now listening to old school, jazz, r&b, classical music with good company & some beers or liquor is the best thing. It's just a time to unwind & relax have a few chats & maybe hit home with a 1 night stand. I don't know, who knows only God knows. So why am I getting terrible response when I say, " I don't club". Haha! I guess the whole outlook of me is really bringing that impression around. However, I like the idea how people think I'm that kind of person but I turn out to be another. Ace for me! I can't help it that I'm old fashion at heart but young on appearance. At times I look way too young but no matter. It's all about staying yourself.

On the other hand, I guess I can understand how work can be such addiction. Well if you're working for a career you love. I betcha' that you'll work yourself to death if you are so addicted to it. Work can be as addictive as ciggarettes, drugs, alcohol & tattoos. Like I said I find that you can be a workaholic if you love what you doing. Basically your mind is all focused on that one particular thing.

What about money you asked?

I don't think that money would play much of it if you love the work you do. The only thing you would look forward too is another day at work. Yes although at times it could be stressful but it's the challenge that makes you want to come back again & improved yourself. I get how people can  be a workaholic & this is one of the reason. Maybe soon I'll figure out more. But for now.. Life is about being real & original.

I am what I am.

Reality

We humans breathe oxygen supplied by the atmosphere, we humans exhale carbon dioxide that has been evolved from oxygen, we humans experience first hand love from our parents, we humans can't live without a life partner, we humans step on each other to get on top, we humans get jealous when another human is better.

The thing is that is REALITY. We can't stray from reality, the fact of the matter is reality is right in front of our face & we just can't run away. Go away & live in your own world, a world you created & want to live but someone or something would smack you out of it. Then you would be back into reality. Reality hurts, imaginary does not. Reality eats you but imaginary does not. Reality grants you assurance.

Assurance that you would learn to love, to spend, to gain, to die, to fight, to kill, to experience. But no imaginary would grant you that. It only grants you a fantasy that would never come true unless you are so rich that you buy your fantasy but then reality would hit you back. The fact of the matter is reality is in the skin, blood & organs of us. To part from it is suicidal.

The reality is I love being by myself & I dislike hanging around so much with people. The reality is I hate selfish people. The reality is I never actually like most people except for the 1 or 2 that has made my life a serene, peaceful & enjoyable one. The rest are only, I need you when I want other than that I'm just a human who faces reality like breathing oxygen. This was what I was brought up to believe that reality will smack you right in the face.

So get out of your fantasy & face the facts. Because reality will haunt you & it will stay with you till the day you die.

Let the ignorant fools be schooled

What say you if you realize that someone is saying something wrong & you correct them but instead of a thank you, you get.. "do not correct me". Now now if such words were thrown to your face what would be your reaction? Satisfied? Angry? Upset? No feelings?.. Basically, you're just gonna think that the person is a moron, am I right?

So if such a person existed which is a mighty yes what would you do such people? Torture? Ignore? I'll go with ignore & silent torture. The silent torture is smiling at every wrong things the person has done. Just keep smiling and do not even give a hint or correction or to advice. Just plain ignore with a smile & that my friend would get such people to a boiling point that he/she cannot take it anymore & would just burst. Now that is the sight to see. When all patience run out & the bomb has exploded. I just so love to see such things.

People love stepping on my toe when I keep my trap shut. Step.. step.. step is what they love doing to poor me. Pity? Yes I think so but it's not for me but for them because just like a bomb. Each person has his/her explosion time & that time would rise when the wick of the bomb is at its last strand of barrier & the defense line is broken & BOOM you get an exploded bomb.

My advice, never push the boundaries unless you are prepared with an armor at hand & a dagger at the other. Torture is the only the beginning of the movie, explosion is what that excites everyone most.

When hearts turn cold

People don't turn cold just with a snap of the fingers. They turn cold because people made them too. Sometimes it is not they want too it is because they have too. Sometimes they want too because they don't want to be connected to anyone. People turn cold because there's a reason behind it & behind that every reason is the same old thing, DISAPPOINTMENT.

When disappointment reaps the heart there's always a drastic step that would be made, ISOLATION. When isolation takes place no one can penetrate that barrier until something much more powerful does which is INFLUENCE & LOVE. If you're one who can not provide such penetration never ever get close with one who has a cold heart for you would only be filled with hurt & once that has taken place never blame yourself but just let time do the talking.

On another note;

Turning cold can be the best way to eliminate stress because your not dependent & trusting on nobody. When you're all that it takes the stress away on reliability but however loneliness would crowd you.

 

When sugar eats me up

"I was gonna go to class before I got high.. I could of cheated and I could of passed but I got high.." - Afroman

I'm craving for black chocolate, chocolate mousse, cupcakes, coke & cakes but then again medical complications is in my way to enjoy that. Just a lil coke gets me all hyper & then people would break into laughter. Laughter that gets them lil tummy cramps from laughing so hard.

It was conclude that if you plan on getting a flat or 6 pack tummy you should hang out with me because you'll laugh till all the fat is blasted out. Basically, touching sugar/glucose will get me all spiced up & prepared to go for battle even my mother is trying to keep me away from it. It's like "who let the dogs out.." kind of effect when sugar is in my system but that's where I get my energy. If not I'm dead quiet as a snail only sound when I'm stepped on.

Now afroman is stuck in my head & I've nobody to sing too. Everyone is asleep. ='(

Coz we got high!

You need money

I was just having a nice chat with kitty about furthering studies as it is a dream come true if I do get out of Malaysia & get a well paid job. That dream was instill in me by my parents. However that dream that was theirs is now mine but everything bows down to money. $.$

*KACHING KACHING*

There you go money is everything this days. Back in the days RM10 used to be able to buy many a things but now RM 10 is equivalent to 1 meal. 10 years ago you could buy yourself 3 meals a day with RM 10 but now RM10 at times is not enough to buy you a proper meal. To go on with your day eating outside food you'll need a minimum of RM 50. So best you eat at home.

Money is everything nowadays. Nothing goes by without money. Bribery is no longer a packet of ciggarettes or what-so-ever. Now it's you give me money & that's it. Even education money is needed. It is needed so badly that students are not available to pursue dreams because with money comes politics and with politics comes ignorance and with ignorance becomes so many problems that it leads to more and more problems. Even government school children need to pay school fees which could lead to nearly RM100 and not counting the books which they need to buy amounting to more than RM100.

MONEY MONEY MONEY.. IT'S NOT FUNNY IN A POOR MAN'S WORLD!

So the best way to achieve your goals or targets is having the passion to do it. With passion comes inspiration with inspirations comes diligence with diligence comes the achieved goals. Money can rule your world if you want it to be & if you do that say bye bye to living a happy life. For now money is what we all think because we are forgetting how to live life to the fullest. Sometimes I wished I live life as how I used to be; carefree!

I MISS MY KITTY!

Untitled

Now each time I log myself into blogger with a draft written in my head somehow or rather it gets lost somewhere at some part of my brain whenever I want to pen it down. There's just so much I want to write but halfway through it I always find it boring thus I'll delete the whole passage & leave the post blank.

Initially my topic was about the recent racist videos amongst Malaysians which I feel so embarrassed that a fellow country men has portrayed us Malaysians as racist citizens. However, it is only these narrow minded imbeciles are the ones who thinks the way they do. If & only if the world could see the beauty of all the races & how we practice semangat MUHIBBAH amongst ourselves despite of different cultural backgrounds. There's nothing we can do because the media loves the negative side of something, someone & countries compared to the positive. =D

We humans if there's one thing we are naturally good at that is finding someone else's fault & we the media would just make that fault into something horribly, terribly, vegetably BAD. That's the honest truth not bragging but just stating the facts. I would love to talk more on 1Malaysia but I've said what I said on my previous post about it & being the person who hates politics. I shall yield anymore thoughts & stick with what I've written.

1Malaysia can only happen overseas but never in its country. Believe me. =D

Photo credits to Steph "haler" Sia

I am God's child

I hate make up on my face, I hate being soft spoken & all girly like, I hate carrying hand bags, I hate being all romantic & mushy, I like doing extremely physically challenging stuffs, I like board shorts, hoodies & hats, I like my busuk toys (instead of bantal busuk), I like speakers, amps & woofers, I like upgraded cars, I like racing on the road, I like to verbally abuse people who steps on my toes, I like being who I am & my parents aren't worried of it.

As much as I can misbehave I do have my limits, my what-nots, my beliefs & the love of my family. I can look rowdy but I have my limits. In life there are always limits once you cross that, it's hard for you to turn back time. I like writing, as you can see at times I do write nonsense and at times I write relevant stuffs. I do what I want, I think before I want to do something & become impulsive if I was pushed to the limits. Basically, according to all my close friends, I'm just unpredictable. Not that I'm bragging about it but I think it's true because I myself don't know what I want to do next. Whatever comes, comes whether I want to do it, that's my choice.

But what thing about me is at times you can just never put my face and character together because the puzzle always seem to run away. Sometimes people misjudge me for who I am but it don't matter to me because I can understand why. This is how I like it to be. More like a game compared to being realistic all the time. So this is me, I'm God's child. He made me for who I am, my parents shaped me to the person I am, I make myself learn to be the person everyone thinks, fascination.

I reek of V.S.O.P

I pick & choose who I want to befriends. It's not that I'm arrogant it's just that I can only click with certain people & some people I just disapprove of their attitude that I won't bother befriending. You see sometimes it's better to know early then later.

Although, I do get people who assume or pride themselves in their friends. Thus, they misinterpret actions like ignorance as something really bad & that in Malaysia terms "lupa kawan". I do get that a lot. It does not mean that I don't hang out all the time means I forget my friends, correct?

Just like V.S.O.P I pride my friendships highly. They're expensive & worth it. So if I do stay away from people I just knew or people I just met it means there's something about them that I couldn't agree. It's rather they stay as acquaintance better than a friend. A friend is someone in my standards precious as gems & if they break the bond I'll weep because I lost those precious gems but if I don't weep it means I threw it into the ocean for someone else to have it..

My friends are like V.S.O.P & that's cause I value our friendships.

1 Malaysia

"Hello nama saya Sarah Ong. Sy dari Petaling Jaya. Umur sy 19 taun. Sy pelajar kolej yg suke sgt2 maen sukan. Sy dari mana? Sy dari MALAYSIA lah! Apa lagi!??"

I've always been asked what race am I and how come I speak such fluent Malay & look like one too. You see.. Most of my life I grew up in a Malay community & I like imitating how people talk thus the Malay slang I have. But here's the problem. I'm not Malay, I'm not Chinese, I'm not Eurasian but I'm MALAYSIAN. Only a Malaysian can speak Malay, English & their native language/mother tongue. Only a Malaysian can look chinese, indian, malay, benggali or mat salleh (caucasian).

Sometimes I do get cheesed off when people asked me stupid questions such as "How come you have tanned skin but you're chinese?". Now.. Can someone tell me what ridiculous question was that about. So what if my race says I'M CHINESE. It does not mean that I need to have yellow skin or speak chinese or not speak fluent english nor malay. I think people need to start knocking it in their head that WE ARE MALAYSIAN. Not chinese, not malay, not indian & definitely not caucasian.

WE, Malaysians come from a unique population of mixed race & we the mixed race are called MALAYSIAN because we do not belong in any ethnic group. Here's why.. IT IS BECAUSE WE HAVE MIX BLOOD. So if you go on & say you're chinese considering you're a mixed blood. Definitely you would look different, think different, dress different & act different. Why? Because of the way you grew up. You did not grow up learning 1 culture but 2 cultures & in some cases more than 2. Now how cool is that.

For us Malaysians we are so used to having more than 2 races in our family that we adapt all the cultures. I for one agree to that because I come from a multiracial family & we all love each other equally. Hence, all I can say is I'M MALAYSIAN & I'm PROUD to be One!

I can be your superman, I think so.

Flying through the air & landing on the hard, tiled floor all I could think of was to laugh. Shocks, gasped spread all around us thinking we both got hurt but the only thing we thought was laughing. We laughed so hard that we did not realized we injured ourselves. Well done B&C. You gals really made history. Now that was the story of how we (B&I) attempted to portray superman flying in the skies. The outcome of that attempt was a bruised knee & a sprained wrist accompanied by stomachache. The stomachache was mainly laughing too much when everyone was so worried.

This lesson goes to show that we can never be superman. We are just human beings with no superpowers like "flying" or "laser eyes". The only thing we are capable of are thinking, talking, moving our limbs & staying immobilize like staring & sleeping. Me, just like a normal human being I can't be superman. No matter how many times I attempt being him, I just fail.

I fail not because I suck at being one. I fail just because I don't have the power to be one. I don't have superpowers to have anyone, every time & I definitely do not have powers to turn back time. I've only power to make the future a better one. Which is my future & at times friends. Saw that power! It's better then flying or laser eyes. I can be "go to the future" the spoof of "back to the future". Hahaha!

The fact of the matter is that I'm trying so hard to be superman & I just end up hurting myself.  I guess GOD is telling me, "stop being who you are not!". ='(... That's just sad because I want to be everyone including batman, spiderman, wonder woman, mr. incredible etc etc.. The fact still remains the fact & I just have to let it go & live with whatever I have. Which are good company & a box full of laughter. =)

Get a move on

It's time to put away the bad & stay with the good.
Time to start anew & let the old be not renewed.
Those hurtful things that has happened let it not hurt no more.
But be a memory put aside far far to the deepest ends.
Once a story ends it ends.
There's never a comeback.

And let's start a new leaf.
A brand new one with you.
'Coz I don't want YOU, YOU, YOU & YOU in my life.
I don't want to care what happens in the future or is happening.

I want to be the like a guy who just don't give 2 cents about another.

Ps: I'm not a guy! it was a metaphor.


I want to just move on & cast unappreciative people away.
I want to just move on & don't care what happens.
I want to just move on so I can be who I am.

People who has ended their chapter with me.. has ended!
I'm not going to give away the softness of my heart no more.
I'll just let them be & I'll let my self be the person who I turn out to be.

And that's it.. I'm getting a move on. (sing to "get your freak on").. Get a move on.. get a move on. Lol!

I dont want to be in a drama nor create any drama anymore. I'm just gonna be the passerby.

Media students gone mad

Kuala Lumpur: After a wall post on facebook was posted, media students of UC1F0907 MP went into a hyper active mode. It was said that the culprit of a wall post cause the media students to be temporary disturbed by a comment made by 2 in-love students. These uproar then continued on till the next day & has since been reported, not stopped. Lecturers of these students have no control over this situation but in fact 1 particular lecturer blames himself for it because he gave the winning cover magazine teams McDonald's vouchers who then proceeded to share it with the whole class. He said that the hyper active mode was caused by his McDonald's vouchers and prays to never ever give these students any goodie packs.

PS: The students APPRECIATED the goodie pack a whole lot, they in fact created a video which will be posted very soon. =D

Thus, to all facebook users out there. Please be aware of these students as their hyper active mode is said to be very contagious hence please stay far away or it would affect you. For vaccination on this "virus" please see the "shut down your laptop" button.

Reported by Sarah Ong.

Life changes

Life can be screwed up at times. It's just how you handle it, y'know. You gotta brave it through & find a solution. Sometimes the solution is just there right in front of your face but you just refuse to take it. Scared that you would loose this screwed up life which you have come to enjoy. Hey! You gotta face reality at times. Leaving a irresponsible life won't take you nowhere nor would it benefit you. Yes! It would bring joy to your life but it's fucked up (in a more crude way to put it).

I used a vulgar wood.. Arrgghh! call the police & summon me then.

You can say that my life is just as screwed as how I am. Nothing to do with parents or anything. Yes! I realize how screwed my life is. Studies? Those are alright. Relationship? I don't have one. So what then you  might ask. It's neither family, bf (which you don't have one) or studies. I guess it's just the social life, no. It all comes down to friends. A friend told me what sad friends I have when they have no one they'll come to me & if they don't they will just abandon me. 

 

Oh!! hahahaha!

Sometimes being too nice has it's negativity. So much for telling my mates not to let anyone step on their heads. Condemning my own words is what I'm great for. Haha! Well sometimes you just forget till you realize that you're actually condemning yourself by then each friend you have 'advised' has said "I TOLD YOU SO". And all I can do is just pull a face & say "ya.. ya". What else is there to say, ay.

 

"Ya.. ya"

Back from the emo world. Yesterday I had training. It wasn't like the training I'm used to having. I mean this was lenient. So much for leniency & I still can't keep up. I must stop my bad habits or I would never get to catch up next time. But it was fun having training. At least I'm learning something, doing something & making myself seem busy. I love making myself busy just as how I love to just stay at home & not spent my moolah (money)

Weeee!!

On top of that I have 3 new books of a different genre to read. It's not the usual genre I'm used too but I'm giving it a try. You know life changes so people change. It's good to try new things just to experience the different things in life. I love trying new things. Anything that is. I won't care whether it's good or bad as long as I try it & I know it & I can go preached the word & say that those are good or bad. It's good knowing a lil thing or two about stuff. At least you won't seem ignorant or you could give heads up to people or people would come to you to ask if you have done it, tasted it, been there. Ah my nickname is JANE OF ALL TRAITS, MISTRESS OF NONE.

 

I like trying new things.

I love being random. Just as how these post is random. If you're smart at analyzing people you would understand by this post what kinda person I am. So being random is what I like & I like to know things firsthand or something that could bring me benefits in future. Plus I love my new hairstyle. I don't care how people perceive me by my physical outlook because YOU SHOULDN'T JUDGE A BOOK BY ITS COVER.

=p

I LIKE BEING ME.. LIKE BEING SARAH ONG.. I'M JUST THE WAY I AM!

My heads so hot that when I throw water it goes up in smokes

The weather is killing me! My hair has grown so fast in this month that I want to cut it again. I can't style my hair to how I like it & it looks like lalang.

I want to shave my hair bald. Wouldn't it be cool. Now I bet everyone is screaming NOOOO! I mean why not, ay. Just to live up to my name. I mean why is it not a problem for an african woman or an indian woman if they go bald. It's nothing! No one would look at them funny but if I chinese lady does that. The whole world would just stare at her down the road. Right.. right!! How unfair!

 

 

I'm picky. Someone noted that to me more than a thousand times but somehow none of my friends realize how picky I can be. I picked my food, the places to buy my clothes, the drinks, the times to do my work or sleep. I'm such a picky child since small something my parents has learnt to dealt with. Plus I'm very random. I do things whenever, wherever with anyone I want. I'm picky. I have my days, my wants & the people to hang with.

 

I love how my present classmates except the ones I hang out with often thinks that I'm some late, rotten, quiet person.Ok I might have exaggerated the 'rotten' part that's because I'm no such good influence in class. If there were an award of 'NO GOOD INFLUENCE'. I would be nominated & for being the quiet wan who rarely speaks up but comes in with an arrogant face. That's the word. The arrogant chiq! Hehehehe!

 

 

But if you told that to my previous classmates & lecturers they'll think you've gone crazy. Yes you see I'm picky. I can even pick the place I want to be active & not active. =D So here's an update. 

 

TOODLES!!

 

 

Flashing is my new hobby

Who would have thought that flashing could be something I enjoy doing. I mean I just found out how fun it is on top of all my complaints about learning new stuff. Haha! It's so fun you see learning new stuffs, I mean once it attracts you definitely you'll get hooked on it. I mean like literary get hooked on it.

So today was my first day of flashing. Although it did cause confusion & a tremendous headache but in the end I manage to do it. Once I got the hang out of it. Tada! I got hooked on it but now all I need is the software & my laptop.

Ahah! I caught your attention right. I bet you're thinking now why do I need a software & a laptop for flashing. Get your head out of your sexual fantasy people, I'm talking about Flash Animation. You know creating animation with flash. Haha! I got yall didn't I. =D Ah! The human minds really is some mind.

A catchy phrase, innit. Hehehe!

Ngek ngek ngek!! I gotcha! =p

Eyes of the predators

Walking through the crowd their eyes are piercing through me. What's so nice about staring at me? Oh wait.. My hair!! Ain't it nice!? I know you like it but it isn't polite to stare at people, y'know!

It's been a while since I stepped into the foyer of a thousand people from different parts of the world. Somehow it didn't smell like home but more of a ditch. A ditch full of garbage & more to be thrown in soon. How poorly a home has been manage to a dump site. Now my plan is to move out of this place but so far I've not a choice yet but to stay in it for a while more. Maybe later I'll move out. =) But am thinking about it.

But just as I walk into this dump site. Eyes preyed on my head. I guess it must have been a sight. It makes people ponder on what gender I could be. Some of them could be making bets. But what do I care. Friends going around wondering what drastic change has happen some even wondering what in the wide world has happen to me. But hey.. I'm still that whacky, crazy driver who knows most of the shortcuts. =D

Getting stared at is fun. I had a very random comment just asking. This guy just randomly said "cool hair!!". Since I was rushing the only kind gesture I could make was a "thumbs up". Hahahaha!! The guy said "thanks". Lol! That's funny! Owryte.. owryte.. Enough about my hair already. I bet most of yall are bored of me talking about my hair. Hahahaha! I shall stop here before you guys go crazy!

Along out! =)

Run in with the Clamp cops.

First day of class & I get a clamp ticket plastered on my windscreen. Fulamak! I tell you this security guards just love putting that yellow thingamajig on my tyres. What am I to do my car breaks down at the "no parking" slot & I can't start it. Plus the college guard helped me to put the sign on my windscreen saying "kereta rosak" but the security guards just love my car so much that they put that yellow thingamajig. Cis!

So the boss or not the boss who kitt says is MY BEST FRIEND had to be called & tada after much talking. Them taking advantage of me just because I parked at a non-parking space asking me to pay them some money for drinks I manage to get that yellow thing out of my tyres. Did I give them some money? Nope! Why should I when a sign was already plastered on my windscreen saying kereta rosak & my mechanics were there seeing to it. So basically am telling the truth not lying because the damn car park is so far away from college.

Which the tpm management so cleverly put there making us do extra work for coming to classes even making us LATE for class because the damn shuttle van is not punctual. Pfft!!! But hey.. What's done is done. There's another solution. RIght now I just don't have no car & my mechanic nearby my house is a total nuthead because he didn't resolve any of my car problems. So I had to call the puchong mechanic to get it done & thank god mum called them because immediately they realise what's wrong with the car. Tada! Case solve now pocket burn! Money come out again. Aih!

Looking back, no more.

You know how some past are so stubborn that they don't want to remain in the past but instead intrudes the present. Just as how much it means to you, the past it also makes life difficult to carry on if it keeps on intruding.

Yeah! Basically that has threatened my present for a good few months. But now baby.. I'm free! I'm so happy that even singing joy to the world can't show how happy & free I am. Knowing that finally after much rejection & ignorance the past has finally decided to stay in the past. Right now I'm so glad I can really say goodbye to 2009 & HELLO 2010.

I hope the new year has much more exciting things for me. Concentration on studies would be on top of my list. Hey who wouldn't if you really want to go get the hell out of here, ay. =)

PS: The first cut is trully the deepest & it'll take a good few years to heal.

Before I die or my motors ain't working.

If you know me well. You would know I'm crazy, hyper & pretty random at times. Today I was going through old pictures of mine, picturesque picture of other people's & was well just thinking about things. Then I thought of something really random which is.. "things I want to do before I die or my motor runs out".

If you get the meaning of "motor" you would understand. Don't go thinking other stuff alright. So here's what I want to do. I want to at least try every sports that exists even though I hate it or dislike it at least I have a basic knowledge of it. I want to learn how to play every instrument there is & specialize in those that I like playing. I want to take numerous beautiful pictures just because I love how the world is so colourful & how people has many expressions.

I want to do all those crazy stuff before I die. Example: Bungy Jumping. Extreme sports sends orgasm down my spine. All in all. I need money before I could do all those crazy stuff. So work is on top of my list & if I say work means the job that would definitely not be boring. I hope that dream job would bring me loads of remuneration. =D

So glamorous

Some times in life there are things that are unavoidable. For example accidents. Just like how the wind breezes through. Troubles would be of the same nature. I live a random life. Just as how random I can be my life is random too. Just like how my mood is like a wave at sea my life is wavy too.

Ever dreaming a life so glamorous. Oh didn't we all did. Didn't we all wanted to be just like Jessica Alba, Dwayne Johnson, Brad pitt & etc. Haha! But those are dreams of the impossible but just like every impossible who said we could not make it possible. =p Asking me to get up & see the reality. Oh it is the reality. We can all be as glamorous as we want. By not being some celebrity we could be glamorous just as we want.

You could get up & just say, "Hey! I wanna be glamorous".Tada! Then you get up & go do up yourself, go out to the world and say "Good morning world!". Plus you can hire your brother or sister to be your papparazi if you want. Or drag some small kid off the road and ask to be your camera man. Better still if you had a friend who is a photographer. So why can't we be glamorous just for one day. All you need is the confidence in yourself and you're ready to go.

Me? I can be. I'm always living glamorously. (wah seh! Perasan case) No no! But seriously. I like the life I live. It's full of wonders. At times I can be hard headed & stubborn, then I can be all nice & smoochy or I can be that cool looking girl or a gangster on the street. Glamorous enough for you? It is more then enough for me plus I'm a photographer myself (self praised) the coolest, most open but yet very shy friend you have. Tada! Plus can be very perasan case for example now. What's life without a bit of fun. After all you only lived once & you're young not for long. It'll come a time when you can't do things that you used to do.

So better to live life to the fullest & do what you think you can. But never regret in the end.

I can be that shades girl

OR;

The rocker chick

OR;

As what Henry said to me.. A big timer aka "TAI LO"

Imogen Heap

I love listening to Enya & all. I mean I still do and I've also found another artist I love listening. This kind of songs put you in the mood, y'know. When you have nothing to do but dreaming through the days this kind of songs really puts you into the mood. Whether it was to put you to sleep or in fantasy land. Whatever it is I love Imogen Heap. She's brilliantly awesome! Voice of angel not like I know how the voice of angel is. It was metaphorically speaking, duh!



I mean listen to her. It's awesomeness!! Enjoy aight!!

Kereta buruk

Dah la kete lama. Skang bg masalah yg memeningkan!! Uish!! Twice in 2 weeks the blady car stop. My goodness. Memang mcm gampang [bak kata gg & bb]. Until when la this car won't create nuisance. Pretty much a good car. Ala! Kete ferari kan. Mestilah good car. Cam owner dia, gud gal [bak kata Izan].

Hahaha!! Now gotta wait for AAM to call for it to be towed. Wah! Pocket sudah hangus oh! Duit kuar.. kuar.. kuar.  If I was a rich girl.. nananananna.. Even if I was rich also it won't be able to cover these external causes. Someday.. somehow still money would come out of the pocket & thus we would end up paying more for repairs rather than the cost of the car. Pai seh!!

Cuaca pon tak mengizinkan. Panas.. panas.. panas!! Rosak je plan ak ari nih. Cannot berjolly-jolly!! Ish ish ish!! ='( Nasib rambut dah pendek kalo x lagi la rimas.

Ps: Soorryy for the tremendous manglish. We're staying in Malaysia mah! It's "1Malaysia". So yall understand la. Paham2 je la. Those who know me well. I speak better malay than chinese. Pe nak buat kan dah dikelaskan sebagai "banana". Hahahaha!!

I don't know what to say

I came here with the intentions to write about Malaysia ain't being Muhibbah at all with a draft all written up in my head but then just as I click "New post" those drafts in my head. All missing! Wahseh!! So now I've nothing much to say about the recent Church attacks. Just that I pray that those irresponsible imbecile would come to realize that they're only jeopardizing their own culture. If they don't want to be called a Malaysian then move to another country.

Now my hair. Haha! Well lots of comments given some I thank you & some I wouldn't give much thought to it. The thing is. It is my hair, my money. I can do whatever I want with it. For as long as I'm comfortable & like it. Well what's the problem. Like I said to a bunch of them, Sarah can pull anything with a hairstyle like that. That's because my hair can do somersaults, it's a wonder. In one hairstyle I can be this & another I can be that. You can't stay young for long. By each minute you grow older so why not do the things when you can because when you're old, you'll look back & say, "I wish I did that when I was younger".

For at least you tried & experimented it. For as long as you know what suits you & what doesn't. You'll never regret it. You would feel accomplished. I won't regret to what I've written but I'm sure some of you would understand that it's my decision to do what I do. I won't move forward if I don't try & realize it's a mistake. If I'm prevented from making one I would never realize what's good for me.

ROCKSTAR BAYBEH!

Last day of 2009

I spent my last day of the year at the futsal court. A place I feel so free. What a place to start the new year. What more with a tournament we nearly won & my first semipro experience as a midfielder. Lol! Wishing more of this to come with that comes more improvement on my game & this time it's just not talk but doing it. =)

The slipper that was lost

Inilah kisah selipar kesayangan saya hilang di hotel "5 star".

Who would have predicted ay that a worthless slipper could go missing in a hotel. After all it was left in my room before I went out. I saw it in the morning because I thought of wearing that day to the game but didn't. Oh my precious RM10 slipper. It went missing when I came back in the afternoon. Yes it was worth only RM10.. RM10!! RM freaking 10!!

Why am I making a fuss over a worthless slipper. Let me tell you alright. I had those slippers for 2 years! 3 years & it still looked good. It was good quality slippers even though it was worth very little. Plus it was a beautiful design with an eagle on it which never fade after using for 2 years. That was how good it was. I use it everyday alright but that has to be ended by it being stolen in GRAND BLUE WAVE hotel. Housekeeping came in & poof it went missing. Just like that.

If say they took those RM70++ adidas slipper then I could understand but these RM10 slippers. What they want it for!! Yes irresponsible pricks! Hotel manager you better pay your employees proper remuneration you pay them so poorly that they're willing to steal slippers worth RM10. RM10!! My goodness!

Ah! You can always say I can buy another slipper. But you can't get good quality, fancy slippers with that price anymore. It's not about the money, it's about quality & it was the only slippers that lasted very long & in perfect condition.