enjoy your youth.

I was going through FS just now. Jarang jarang bah buka FS ni, my page mcm not functioning except for few comments and photos I uploaded. I uploaded the pictures pun because friends was asking for the latest photos of me. hahaha.. Mcm malas malas juga mau berFS kunun. But shiok juga tengok photos of my friends. Some of them sy tdk jumpa for the last 8 to 11 years! Maybe the last time I met some of them was way back in Primary 6 in St. Agnes.

Then pikir punya pikir, time flies so fast. I can still remember the time I go for tuition after school naik Land Rover (yang dulu2 punya model nih) our tuition teacher. Tunggu tu teacher datang ambil kami sana bawah pokok time panas2 tengah hari, then Darjah 6 pun pandai sudah sendiri mau beli McD atau KFC for lunch kunun. Memang addicted to fast food sudah ni. Hahaha..Senyum senyum sendiri jah sy while typing.

Then bila naik Form 1, mcm kebaru baruan, mcm shiok lah kunun besar sudah, by Form 3 mau jadi taiko mafia sudah. Pandai sudah escape2 sekolah, ada geng kunun mau berfight fight, wakakaka.. sampai masuk counselling room lah, dalam satu minggu mesti berdiri di luar mungkin 3 kali lah, the rest yang tidak kena suruh berdiri tu usually sebab kami teda pegi skolah. Wakakakakkaka.. Jajal mau mati lah ni. Pastu bulih bulih kena gantung skolah. Alalala.. kena buang skolah pun ada . Kesian my mum and dad. Masih ingat lagi sy punya mum berabis lah nangis risau tu sekolah sy dulu tidak mau terima balik. Nasib baik my dad a bit on the cool side, siap pegi Jabatan Pendidikan lagi merayu, went to the Police station lagi kalau tidak salah mau ambil report. aduh, hancur hati dorang their daughter problematic. Tapi now my mum and dad laugh so hard bila cerita balik saya punya kejajalan masa skolah. Then bila my aunties and uncles punya anak2 yang masih skolah tu buat hal (baru escape skolah jah bah), my parents now very relax bagi advice sama my aunty uncle sy kunun...because they went through a somewhat similar situation before. Wakakakakkaka.. Lawak.

So my advice to those ‘rebellious’ teenagers.. janganlah kasih susah parents kamurang.

Together for 10 years and splitted after 10 days of marriage?

I came across this old article about a Malaysian actor / singer who suffered a marriage breakdown only after being married for 10 days, and for the record they were seeing each other for 10 years. There were all sort of stories written on the internet; the guy was gay, the girl was a club-goer, guy wants girl only because of her family wealth, girl was scared of guy who keeps blackmailing her… and the story goes on.

I did ask my boyfriend some time ago what happened to them? What’s the real story?? .. hahaha. Kepoh bah me. Since this actor/singer is his friend, maybe he’ll get the juicy stories for me? But he would only answer me ‘hmm.. dunno ohh”.. maybe he doesn’t care and not as busybody as me. The first time he told me that this actor was a friend during his school days, I was like ‘oo.. ya kah?”.. honestly, I thought he was kidding. I then only believe him that they were really friends when this actor was the one who happily approached him to say ‘Hi’ while we were buying kuih2 at the Bazaar Ramadhan near his house..I was in amazement. Haha. He’s no Weezer or Justin Timberlake, but his status as a popular actor did gave some sort of ‘whoaa’ to the whole situation. To cut the story short, it was the first time I saw this actor and his wife – maybe a year before they got married. I was still in my ’shocked’ moment and soon after they finished talking and the actor walked away, I was like “What the F***? You really know him is it???”.. Then my boyfriend was like “laa..now only you trust me??”..he started laughing at my sillyness. As for him, it was nothing I guess. Hahaha ..So we continued to do our food shopping but I was still like ‘wtf’ all the way back.

So back to my main topic. Some people say its ‘jodoh’ or ‘destiny’. If you are meant t be that person, you will be together no matter whatever the odds are. But if it is not your destiny to live with one another, then I guess nothing can change it.. the saying follows “Kalau ada jodoh tak ke mana”. But I do believe that the effort we take to be with that someone we love really matters. I’m actually a bit confused in the earlier mentioned saying “kalau ada jodoh tak ke mana’.. if we don’t actually work hard and put some effort in attracting and catch the heart of someone we fancy, I really don’t think anything will happen. Sitting down and doing nothing will not help. “Destiny’ will only pass us by right?

tbc.

anorexic. bulimic. I’m still eating happily :)

I was sitting with a group of people at work when of all a sudden the conversation switched to a topic I am not really interested to join in..topic: “Body Size”. The conversation, or might I say, the discussion, started when all of us saw this very slim and sexy lady walking pass. Everyone paused for a moment, there was a moment of silence, guess we were all observing her silhouette. Hehehe. Then I broke the moment of silence by saying “uiseh.. punya lawa”..(To think back, I guess i was the one who triggered the topic! Hehe). Girls look at girls too you know.

I was not interested to actually talk about this subject as I will surely, I repeat..I will surely receive a comment on my figure! For the past 6 months, I was called a skinny. Well you see, I don’t think I’m skinny, there are times I wish I was bigger but I will only have that feeling once I get nasty comments like “ko sakit kah? kenapa kurus betul ni? or “ko tidak makan kah ni” (My mom will be the one who repetitively ask me the same question!” ). Maybe I’m anorexic; Definition: Anorexics are people who see themselves as FAT, became bulimics and ends up looking like a walking skeleton. Fortunately, I’m not in this category, I don’t put my fingers down my throat and I don’t see myself as fat. I still love eating. Maybe I have a high metabolic rate? maybe maybe maybe.

Adui bah.. Some of the doctors I’m working with will also keep telling me “put on some weight lah eleanor”, “eat more”, “the door is heavier than you” (I was actually having trouble to open our hospital’s door, memang tu pintu sana berat bahhh!).. aiseh.. tension juga lah.. tapi I’ll just laugh it off. My favourite phrase would be “mana adaaaaaaaa!”. Then quickly run away. If they saw me a year ago, when I was 60 kilograms, they certainly would tell me “lose weight lahh“. So yeah, I drop like 15 kilograms. No dieting. No nothing. It happen naturally. hahaha. Well, when I came back to KK after i completed my studies, I suddenly did not have a big appetite anymore. No specific reason. Really.

Geez… I’m not in the mood to blog. Cheers peeps.

A very patriotic me. :)

I notice something very unusual. I’m humming to the late Sudirman’s Merdeka song (forgot the exact title)! The normal me will actually be singing (gerenti lari pitching punya suara) to The Dollyrots or even Jesse McCartney. But fret not, I have the answer to this peculiarity.

My house is just beside the Likas Multipurpose Hall, and it seems that they are several people using the hall to practice singing Merdeka + Patriotic Songs, maybe they have a performance to do end of this month. I can hear them adjusting their vocals from 6pm onwards up to 10pm at night for the past two days. It’s quite annoying at first but I was actually singing to ‘Tanggal 31, Bulan 8, 57, hari yang mulia hari bahagia..lalalala’ while taking my shower. Hahaha. I was even marching while shampooing! Silly me.

Can’t wait to go for drinks end of this month. Yaaammmmmmsennngg!!!

it’s allright to be different.

I had a chat with a friend this morning (actually it was via Yahoo Messenger). A brief introduction about her, we studied in the same college back in Peninsula. She’s a KL-ians (does this word even exist??Hahaha.. owh what the heck) and she was one of my very few friends that I am in contact with since I completed my HND almost two years ago. Luckily, I live in an era where its far more easier to stay connected via emails and IM services. Hooray for that. Though I have my cellphone with me most of the time, I prefer using emails and IMs – haha, its far more cheaper as I am a very ‘kedekut’ person – I actually try not to spend my $$ on reloads (sorry as I’m getting a little carried away with my looongg explanations).

This friend of mine can actually be classified as rebellious, but honestly and personally I think she’s a good friend. Being rebellious does not mean that she’s a bad person. Hey, I don’t believe in conformity and who the fart can tell us what is normal and what is not? She has a different way of expressing her views, sorry but I cannot explain how. Maybe she was having a not so great day today and she was telling me how depressed and down she felt about her surroundings; family and friends. She told me that she was not the brightest in the family, her siblings all completed their studies abroad, graduated with flying colours, they are the nice ones and a thousand level above her in terms of accomplishments and success..this in a way made her feel inferior. She was only 15 when her world changed completely. Her life had taken a different turn and from there I believe she build a very thick wall around her to avoid getting hurt.

While chatting with her, I started to wonder…the process of growing up is actually a very crucial stage in life. Her rebellious nature is actually a form of protection. Its like a blanket to wrap her with to make sure that no one can ever step on her or hurt her . I pity her. I really do but she does not need any sympathy. What she needs are positive energies / peoples around her. *sigh*.

Another part I remembered we chatted about was the part where she wants to prove to everyone that she can achieve her own success in her own ways. The funny part was when she said ‘Bad girl pun boleh jadi kaya bah’. hahaha. She added some sabahan slang into her sentences and I was delighted in a way. Haha.

And to my dear friend, if you are reading this..”No, you did not scare me off with your stories, I was actually overwhelmed that you shared with me the details of your life. I appreciate it and you hang in there girl!”

P/S: Sorry if my writing had offended you in any way possible. Rock on babe.

how to get organized?

My bedroom is like a dumpster! This is VERY BAD. very very bad. Imagine my dressing table is so full of supposed-not-to -be-there-stuff i.e. receipts, boxes, plastics, hangers and a lot more. I have this very bad attitude of dumping and leaving my things just like that. I feel terrible. Imagine walking into a room where books and magazines are lying on the floor, some on the chairs, I have a few magazines on my bed, inside my wardrobe (why its there I have no idea; maybe I was reading it then suddenly in a hurry to go out and when taking a shirt out, i ‘accidentally’ just left it inside my wardrobe, then forgot all about it once it got between my other shirts.. waaa.. I’m pathetic!), my pillows are all over the place, hangers and bags hanging here and there.. Oh goshh. I am so damn cluttered with all sort of things!!

I’m now surfing the net to get some tips on how to get things organized. I can consider myself a failure by now.

Sabah Paintings Exhibition.

I can see my reflection!

As usual, I went straight from office to Wisma Innoprise to fetch my mom back from work. Then I remembered that she told me there will be several paintings put on display at the lobby – all paintings drawn by Sabahan Artists. While waiting for her to come down, I took the chance to glance through the paintings. There were about twenty paintings; all painted by Sabahans, which were actually really good! I snapped some pictures with my 1.3mp cameraphone so mind the low quality peeps. Haha. I was so amazed by this painting; a penyu! I forgot to jot down the name of the artist, but from the photo of him, he looks like a very young boy – perhaps still in high school. Mom informed me that each of the paintings cost around RM2k. Then my thought began to wander..if I can draw as good as these peeps, I’ll be making easy money! haha. How i wish. But Sabah Boleh laaaaaa!!

“my best friend’s hot”-The Dollyrots

A catchy song by The Dollyrots. I was confused when I first listened this on the radio. Since my best friends are all girls, it feels kinda weird singing this song. Hahaha. But how I wish I have a guy best friend so I can actually hum this song to him. Ahaks! Ewww.

My Best Friend’s Hot Lyrics

My best friend’s hot
My best friend’s hot
No matter what I do won’t love me

Why don’t you come on closer please
Yeah you don’t know
I brush my hand across your knee
Just take it slow
Because I’m not gonna tell you all the things I might, like

Won’t you apologize to me to me to me
For being such a tease a tease a tease
You know I’m not gonna tell you all the things I might like

My best friend’s hot
My best friend’s hot
No matter what I do you love me not
Woah oh oh, woah oh oh
Na na na na na naot
You love me not

I’m gonna tell you that you mean
Cause you don’t show
You interrupt another dream
So out you go
Because I’m not gonna tell you all the things I might, like

Won’t you apologize to me to me to me
For being such a tease a tease a tease
You know I’m not gonna tell you all the things I might like

My best friend’s hot
My best friend’s hot
No matter what I do you love me not
Woah oh oh, woah oh oh
Na na na na na not
You love me not

Na na not, na na not, na na not, na na not
Na na not, na na not, na na not, na na not
Should I tell you now,
Or go oh oh oh

Go! Go! Go! Go! Go!

Hold my hand
Put on a show
Still don’t think you understand
But I’ve got to know
You know I’m not gonna tell you all the things I might like

My best friend’s hot
My best friend’s hot
No matter what I do you love me not
My best friend’s hot
My best friend’s hot
No matter what I do you love me not
Woah oh oh, woah oh oh
Na na na na na not
You love me…

Na na not, na na not
Na na not, na na not
Na na not, na na not
Na na not, na na not
Should I tell you now
Should I tell you now
That I’m in love with you?

Uncle Alfred’s Wedding! 16th August 2008!

Uncle Alfred is finally married!! It was such a joyous and overwhelming wedding reception especially for my mom’s side. Uncle Alfred will have someone to love and be loved! how sweet… it started around 10.30 am at the Holy Nativity Church in Terawi, Penampang then all of us proceed to the hall just next to the church. There were maybe roughly around 300 people who attended the makan-makan. I met my cousins, my uncles , aunties, grandmas, grandpas and friends! We dance, we sang, we drank, and we dance and dance and dance from like 2pm to 10pm! (Pictures follows but taken with 1.3mp H/p – not equipped with any digitals)

Uncle Alfred - half an hour before going to the altar.

mua and my cousin

tattoos.

I’m planning to get a tattoo. Am interested in Nicole Richie’s angel wings. maybe going to get something like that. I got think about having one a few years back but decided not to as I heard and read about public comments that tattoos will not look good once you get old. With sagging skin condition and fading colours, tattoos will look awfully terrible. But heck.. once we get old,  We all would not look as good as when we’re young. That’s fact. The trick however is to age gracefully. Haha. I wonder how . When I grew old, my grandkids will come and ask me all this questions about my tattoo (if i ever get married that is ..:) and it will be a wonderful subject for me and for them. Imagine having my grandkids chatting away with their peers saying something like that ‘hey, know what.. my grandma ada tatu ohh’. Ok, sure nothing to be proud of but “your grandma tiada kan?”. .case close my dear.

So, if i have a tattoo, will I flaunt it? Nah.. of course..I would! (especially if it’s a real kick-ass). My main concern is that the tattoo will not turn out as what I want it to be. Maybe I will ask the tattooist to at least draw it on my skin first rather than having him doing a direct session. Could not afford to have a tattoo which look like a squirrel on my back; when the tattoo I wanted was actually a cat! Well we never know, u know. So as most people would say it ..”better be safe than sorry”. Guess that’s the reason why its better to look for experienced tattooist. My brother is getting a very peculiar design ‘a girl hugging a bomb’ and his girlfriend had a Geisha on her calf. Dang!

So, when will this ever going to happen? I told my mum about this sot-sot idea of mine and she was like ‘Bah buatlah.. lama butul sudah sy dengar ko ckp2 ni’. hahahaa. She doesn’t think I have the guts to do it. haha. we wait and see then..