From Down Under

Look at what came through my post yesterday...

[picture of the card Zong sent me]

Thanks ZONG!

xoxo

Happy Birthday

...to

Avril Lavigne

I'd almost forgotten her birthday is today.

She turns 23 this year.

With the release of 'The Best Damn Thing' this year, it may very well be her best damn birthday yet.

Cheers Avril.

Grammar Lesson For The Day

If any of you read my posts a few times over, most of the time, changes would have been made. Though you probably wouldn't have noticed cause they are usually just minor changes.

And the reason is because I edit my stuff. Yep, a few times over.

And the reason for that is because my mum reads my blog. Unfortunately or fortunately? Let's just say, there are its pros and cons. (Oh, did I mention that my mum happens to be the best editor in Malaysia, or so all her colleagues claim. Well, I'd also like to think so.)

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Anyway, I received a mail from my mother which reads:

Grammar lesson for the day:

Not 'I'd thought I'll post up my birthday wish list' but 'I thought I'll put up my birthday wish list' or 'I decided I'll post my birthday wish list'.

The phrasal verb is 'put up', not 'post up'. 'Post' should be used by itself.

'I'd' is the contraction or short form for 'I had' or 'I would'.

Love,

Mum

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p/s: My blog isn't the only blog she reads. *wink*

My Wish List

My 19th birthday is in 24 hours time.

Gosh, how the years have passed.

Anyway, since my mummy has been 'pestering' me about what I want (which of course isn't a tad bit annoying at all), I thought I'll put up my birthday wish list.

Although knowingly, I probably will not be granted any of the things I want. Blargh. The irony of posting up a wish list. The response I'm expecting to get from my mum would probably be, "If you want it, earn it.". That is, get a job, earn your own money, and buy it yourself. And that's the irony of my mum asking me what I want.

Nonetheless, here's my wish list anyway.

1.

Canon IXUS 860 IS

2.

iPod Nano

Yep.

That's about it actually.

See. I'm not very demanding now, am I?

From Up Above

Look at what just came into my post...

[picture of the card Tiff sent me]

Thank you, Tiff!

*hugs & kisses*

It's Time

It's time to end these never ending lies,

that keep going round and round in circles.

Passed around with pointless motifs.

Tossed around with no real aim and substance.

They corrupt the mind and taint it,

with a figment of the truth.

It's time to be the better person,

and let everything go.

The truth may never prevail.

But is it worth uncovering it,

at the expense of friendship?

It's time to forgive.

It's time to forget.

It's time to move on.

Time will eventually catch up with the real criminal.

What I Did This Mid-Semester Break

Since my break has only just begun, and I can't foresee the future, I really can't say now, can I?

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Ah...finally! The days of which I can sleep in till past noon have arrived. I haven't had many of those days ever since my second semester started. Or rather, I should say, ever since I got accustomed to uni life. In actual fact, 'accustom' really isn't the right word to use, cause even after 9 months, I have still not settled well with uni life. Or uni life has not settled well with me. Or......blargh. You guys get what I mean.

I can't tell you what I did this semester break yet, but I can tell you what I did today, which happens to mark the beginning of my mid-term break.

I woke up past noon, and kick-started my day with a movie.

Why this movie?

'Because I said so. That's why.'

Well, the movie is as corny as that. So don't blame me. But it still had its occasional romantic scenes which makes you go 'awww...how sweet.'. Overall, a predictable chic flick. Only recommended to watch when you're really just bored out of your mind and you have absolutely no clue on what to do.

Then, I moved on to another movie since I really had nothing else to do then waste my time away. Okay, actually I do. But all I really wanted to do was waste my time away and just escape from my duties of a university student.

Now, this was GOOOD. It was great! Just great. Simply great. 'It was superb, which is a synonym for great...'. You could not have asked for 2 uber sexylicious stars other than Sandra Bullock and Julian McMahon to play the roles of Linda and Jim Hanson. Premonition is anything but prognosticative and promises unexpected twists and turns. A gripping watch, indeed.

I have no idea whether this movie has been released in Malaysia. If not, just down...or buy... Well, I can't say. If not, I will come across as being supportive of piracy. Which I'm not!

After that, I went online and started chatting with Sue, who was bored cause her bf is away. So I suggested we go catch a movie, my 3rd for the day. Sweeet. By the time we agreed, it was 8:45pm. By the time I was ready, it was 9:15pm. By the time I picked her up, it was 9:30pm. By the time we reached OU, it was 9:45pm. (And the movie we wanted to catch was Hairspray, which starts at 9:40pm.) By the time we bought the tickets, it was 9:50pm. And finally, by the time we went into the cinema and took our seats, the movie started. Talk about impeccable timing.

The movie is as colourful as its poster looks. The characters are quirky, 'farny' and not to mention, good looking. And the songs will have your feet tapping throughout the movie and your heart wanting to sing out loud! All in all, an enjoyable fun watch. A real feel-good movie. Absolutely loved it! I'm so buying the soundtrack! Songs are awesome possum!

Finally, the day ended with supper and gossip. A typical girls' night out.

p/s: This post was actually meant to be published yesterday. But let's just say it got lost in the shuffle.

Throwing Out The Dirty Laundry

Everything came out it in the wash after all.

And you turned out to be the most sincere.

I'm thankful for your honesty.

I'm glad I still have your friendship.

And it's just such a great relief.

Dignity

This is Sean.

This is Sean in Topshop.

This is Sean in Topshop wearing......

Well, I'm not at liberty to say as I've been ordered to keep mum because Sean just registered for an inter campus prom thingy organised by Nivea.

And so, he has to live up to his 'Mr Metro' reputation and keep his dignity in check, or whatever little he has left of it.

Cheers Sean. *wink*

p/s: All the best, aights?

The Joke Was On Me

I'm shocked. Stunned. Speechless.

How fickle can your mind get, you filthy lying bastard!

My gosh, from 'good friend' to 'replacement'.

You played me well.

Mthrfckr.

Breaking Fast

Some loyal readers of my blog have been getting impatient with my lack of updates. Apologies to all.

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My life has been quite low key lately. I don't know if I should be glad since the past my few months have been quite turbulent. I guess, it's nice to have some peace and quite, but it's getting dull. And I'm getting bored.

Anyway, my bitch from the UK is back. So, that put some spice back into my life. And last Thursday, I went out with her and Farah.

It's puasa month for them, so we didn't get to eat till like 7:15pm. (I gave them support, but it's not like they actually 'puasa'.)

Nad: "I don't think I'll puasa when I go back to London. It seems pointless to fast in the day when I'm going to go clubbing at night."

Point proven.

Before dinner, we caught a movie. A bloody cheesy action-packed movie. Really not my genre. I just loathe action-packed movies. Ugh. It's just so gay and predictable. The hero will NEVER die. Or rather, the hero CAN NEVER die cause there wouldn't be a movie anymore, right?

It's working title was 'Rogue', but it was re-titled 'Rogue Assassin' in several other countries including Malaysia to avoid conflict with another film which had the same name. But I really have no idea why the word 'WAR' appears on the poster instead. Talk about conflict. Pfft.

Nad and I were laughing throughout the soppy sad scenes of the movie and received unwanted stares. But nonetheless, we survived the movie. Farah, Nad and I then headed to Starbucks to chill and kill time.

Farah. Nad. Ju.

The Bitch & I

After much cam whoring, we decided to go to Chilis to 'break fast'.

Dates, anyone?

Bottomless Tostada Chips

Farah and what's his name again?

Nad & I shared this:
Chicken Mushroom Fajita

Farah & I shared this:
Molten Chocolate Cake

I ate 3/4 of it.

However, since 17 September 2007, I've put myself on a strict diet due to my upcoming ballet exam.

Well, I've kept to it......so far.

p/s: Nad left today. Have a safe flight, bitch. Missing you.

The Way They Made Me Feel

With each passing day, I find it strange, even bizarre, that I am able to draw more similarities than differences between these 2 individuals:

Michael Jackson & Britney Spears

Michael Jackson, aptly known as the King of Pop (once upon a time) and not surprisingly, with hit singles like Beat It, Thriller, Black or White that drove fans across continents and around the world wild, literally.

Britney Spears jump started her career with her first single Baby One More Time that shot straight to number one. How can you forget the music video in which she wore a Catholic schoolgirl uniform, waited for the school bell to strike 3pm, before sashaying out of class and dancing along the school corridor. Ah, nostalgic. Her career remained an uphill roller coaster ride, as she continued to release singles after singles that persistently topped music charts, such as (You Drive Me) Crazy, Oops!...I Did It Again and I'm A Slave For You, from her album 'Britney', which probably signalled the end of innocent naive Britney Spears and the birth of her Hollywood-brainwashed alter ego.

They both had such an illustrious career. Every child/teenager wanted to be like them, sing like them, dress like them, and even to the extent of looking like them (the hard-core ones). I was one of those child/teenager, but not hard-core. Yes, I was a fan, of both of them.

Throughout my early primary school years, I sang and danced along to MJ's songs. I even dressed like him, or at least I tried to. My mum would buy me VCRs of his music videos and I could sit in front of the TV and watched him all day long. I loved him. I idolised him. And so it should come to no surprise that I attended his concert in 1996 when he made Malaysia as one of his HIStory world tour stops. It was my first music concert, and perhaps the most unforgettable and most memorable one. Standing in the stadium amidst the crowds as one of the audience, cheering, screaming and singing along, was an amazing feeling. Though I may have only been 8-years-old, the memory remains very much intact and as fresh as a mountain stream.

In my later primary school years, 17-year-old Britney Spears emerged and became a household name among kids my age at that time. I instantly took to her from her very first single, Baby One More Time, and became a fan from then on. As a fan, buying every one of her album was perhaps routine. But it ended after she shed her innocent image and turned into a porn star. As harsh as it sounds, that was what I thought of her with the release of her single, I'm A Slave For You. Her image transformation from Oops! I Did It Again to I'm A Slave For You was too much for me (then 13-years-old) to handle. But as the years passed, I matured with my age, and learnt to embrace Britney Spears once more. With the release of her fourth album in 2003, In The Zone, I was once again hooked onto her songs that were much edgier and provocative, such as Me Against The Music and Toxic. Sad to say, In The Zone was perhaps the last of the best of Britney Spears we'll ever see. In 2004, she made the biggest mistake that she will only regret 3 years later; because in 2004, her relationship with Kevin Federline began. And a short 3 months later, she announced her engagement to him, confirming her plane ticket to Hell and the start of her downhill roller coaster ride (all the way to Hell).

3 years later, 2007, i.e. now, Britney Spears is now nothing but a washed-out star. Her performance at this year's MTV Video Music Awards just a few days ago is solid proof.

The only thin line I can draw to separate the 2 is that, Michael Jackson took his whole life to become what he is, a Wacko Jacko, while Britney Spears took less than a year to turn into him or rather, follow into his footsteps (career wise, that is).

Michael Jackson - The King of Pop turned Wacko Jacko turned child molester (although acquitted but it really isn't that hard to imagine that he could be one with the evidence produced in court following his latest child molestation case, if anyone followed). On the other hand, Britney Spears - The Pop Princess turned 'train wreck'. Fullstop.

Not too long ago, they had the world in the palm of their hands, but now, they are merely 2 social misfits in this cruel and unforgiving world. Laughed at and ridiculed for their every wrong move and have their stories blown out of proportion by ruthless and undiscerning tabloids.

A disheartening true story, indeed. I could not agree more.

I shall now leave you with a video (you may or may not enjoy) of a collaboration between my 2 fallen idols, singing The Way You Make Me Feel.



A commendable performance as Michael Jackson always puts on a brilliant show; and as for Britney Spears, will we ever see her swagger that way again on stage?

I believe your guess is as good as mine.

2007 US Open Women's Singles Champion

Justine Henin

No. 1 in the world.

A true champion.

A magnificent player.

A thoroughly deserving win.

Allez Justine!

I "Love" Monash University, Malaysia

Ahhh!!!!! Screams like a bitch and runs around naked!!!

Guess what?

Seriously, GUESS!!!

YAB Dato’ Sri Mohd Najib Bin Tun Hj Abdul Razak is coming to my university!! He is going to officially launch the opening of the new Sunway campus.

God, I loathe this place.

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This post was in response to this post.

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p/s: It was today. He came, launched and left. (Not that I stayed around to watch...)