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Thursday, 09 July 2009

Back to bangs

Actually didn't mean to get bangs again, but because the hairdresser misunderstood me and had snipped off a chunk already, I decided not to kick up a fuss.

Last Sat @ Phuture. The music wasn't really popping, plus, my head was spinning by 2am, so I decided to bounce early to Jalan Alor for yummy yummy roadside foodies. Ten thumbs up!

My day of the year is coming up in less than 3 hours GMT +8 time... somehow, it doesn't feel that special. This must be how it feels like after the big 21 celebration, boo.

Everyone keeps asking me what I want for my birthday... hrms... I'm sure I'd appreciate every gift I receive, but please boys and girls, try to steer clear from getting me cosmetics and perfumes, because I have enough to last me throughout this lifetime, and possibly even the next. ;)

Msgs from the girls in Melbourne is making me miss Melbourne. Every time I pack up and leave from Kl to Melb/ Melb to Kl, I feel mixed emotions. Miss Melbourne, miss Kl... can't wait to get back to Melbourne, can't wait to get back to Kl. I guess I am fortunate to have the option of pursuing a life in either countries. Thank you daddy and mommy, and most importantly God for this.

The greatest gift of all would be...
- unconditional love from the partner, the family, and the close friends
- the ability to forgive and forget
- the motivation to be better than the best in my career (so I can buy my own bling when I want, if I want)
- the motivation to be better than the best as a friend, daughter, sister, mother, etc.
- patience and tolerance (I'm darn impatient and hella short with my temper, ppl close to me would know that)
- undying passion for the things I love
- continuous compassion towards the less fortunate

I just want to be happy always, but as we all know, consistent happiness and simplicity is hard to achieve. To be able to achieve what I want to in life, and be content with what I have, will lead to a life of serenity. ;) Thankful for the people around me who love me. They laugh and cry with me, they teach me and learn from me, they motivate me, they defend my name, they focus on my qualities instead of my flaws, the list goes on... Most importantly, they're not afraid to be brutally truthful with me (when I ask for it), and they'll not hesitate to smack me across my face when I am talking nonsense or acting like a total idiot. Again, thank you God. I may not be living my life as a perfect Christian, but I believe in you, and am thankful towards you.

*big smile*

Saturday, 04 July 2009

The paradox of our time

The paradox of our time in history is that...

We have taller buildings, but shorter tempers.
Wider freeways, but narrower viewpoints.
We spend more, but have less.
We buy more, but enjoy it less.

We have bigger houses and smaller families.
More conveniences, but less time.
We have more degrees, but less sense.
More knowledge, but less judgment.
More experts, but more problems.
More medicine, but less wellness.

We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly,
laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry too quickly,
stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little,
watch TV too much, and pray too seldom.

We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values.
We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often.
We've learned how to make a living, but not a life;
We've added years to life, not life to years.

We've been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet the new neighbor.
We've conquered outer space, but not inner space;
We've done larger things, but not better things.

We've cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul.
We've split the atom, but not our prejudice.
We write more, but learn less;
We plan more, but accomplish less;
We've learned to rush, but not to wait;
We have higher incomes, but lower morals;
We have more food, but less appeasement;

We build more computers to hold more information to produce more copies than ever, but have less communication.

We've become long on quantity, but short on quality.

These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion; tall men, and short character; steep profits, and shallow relationships.

These are the times of world peace, but domestic warfare; more leisure,but less fun; more kinds of food, but less nutrition.

These are days of two incomes, but more divorce; of fancier houses, but broken homes.

These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throw away morality, one-night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill.

It is a time when there is much in the show window and nothing in the stockroom; a time when technology can bring this letter to you, and a time when you can choose either to make a difference, or to just hit delete...

- Dr Bob Morehead

Remember; spend some time with your loved ones, because they are not going to be around forever.

Remember, say a kind word to someone who looks up to you in awe, because that little person soon will grow up and leave your side.

Remember, to give a warm hug to the one next to you, because that is the only treasure you can give with your heart and it doesn't cost a cent.

Remember, to say, 'I love you' to your partner and your loved ones, but most of all mean it. A kiss and an embrace will mend hurt when it comes from deep inside of you.

Remember to hold hands and cherish the moment for someday that person will not be there again.

Give time to love, give time to speak! And give time to share the precious thoughts in your mind.

AND ALWAYS REMEMBER:

Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.

***Just for laughs***

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W2Ixt124AbM&feature=related

Cute little girl - when you ask her about monsters

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g37zdiVPIFU

Cute baby trying to say fire truck

:)

Friday, 03 July 2009

No entry if you're not the right temperature

But I'm always sizzling hot la... I can't help it.
0.o Zha douz...

Top clubs in Malaysia and Singapore have enforced this new rule for safety precautions. It involves scanning your temperature before allowing you to enter. So basically, if you're not the right temperature, you will be refused entry and be considered a hazard to the clubbing society. :/ I truly pity those who get hot after having some alcohol in their systems. No more pre-drinks before clubbing boys and girls. :(

Anyway, Zouk last night was average. Wasn't in the best of moods and the people around where I was sitting were seriously invading my personal space.

Where is so and so? Why are you here and why is so and so not here?
I don't know. Why don't you call so and so and ask so and so yourselves?

Where did you get your ring? Where did you do your nails? Where did you do your hair? Where are you from? What language do you usually speak? Where do you live?
One question too many, hello!?

And let's not forget the b*tch stares. Geez... if I'm polite enough to smile your way when I caught a glimpse of you girls looking my way whispering into each others ears whatever you were whispering about me (yes, I'm a girl too, I know when one is b*tching and when one is not), can you be courteous and smile back or just look away instead of just staring on?

Lil bro just called me. My sweetie ;)

Still boiling inside from arguing with a certain someone, sigh. Feeling agitated, angry and upset at the same time. The weather is so not helping. Should go grab a ice kacang later. That should help. Dying to sink my teeth into a plate of oh chien. I've been saying OH CHIEN everyday since I got back to no avail. SS2 oh chien = Dirty la babe, no! Oh chien at restaurants = Not their specialty... not nice wan don't eat oh chien here!

Somebody tell me where to get a good serve of oh chien please?! Mmm... a big plate of oyster omelette would definitely put a big smile on this face. *drools*

Tuesday, 30 June 2009

Eat, drink, club... the good life in good ol KL

Say hi to my boyfriend, who turns tomato red after consuming alcohol. Whether the amount is small or big, his red face is a tell-tale sign of whether he's had alcohol to drink. Lol! And say hi to Mr. manager trying to pull of an Edison after hearing me praising Edison for his good looks continuously for 5-10 minutes. Funny guy!

Darling Ling-a-Ling... *Mwah*

Sex on the beach pls... sweet drink with a naughty twist. Those who know me well will know that Soho is my fave drink in Aus. Say hi to Sex on the beach, my fave drink in KL!

Gam heong la la... superb supper!

KL is the best!

Eat, drink, club... day in, day out! Or more!

Smoke sesha and receive flowers from random strangers even without a hint of make up on (confidence boost, thank you)... *Lol*

Hit the bars and play cau wui 15/20...

Or play cards...

And eat more!

***

Shopping is always on the list, but this time, I'm on a budget and am definitely saying no to branded shopping. I already splurged on two Prada bags within a span of one month. That is enough for me. Actually, that's not right. Nothing is ever enough for us ladies! I shall rephrase that. I am content, and do not mind minimal shopping this trip back in KL. ;) Honestly, I am going broke buying birthday presents... so many these months! ;( Luckily, mine is coming up too! Gonna have a lil birthday gathering next week at my place. Putting the garden and patio to good use! *Yay*

On another note, someone asked me where do I usually shop in KL, complimenting that I have good taste in clothes.*Lol* Thanks! I shop most at Forever 21, Zara, Topshop, MNG, Miss Selfridge and Bebe... Sounds special? Not! Disappointed? I hope not. I'm no different to most chiqas around my age... I stick to the main chain labels, but when I have time, I'll scout bargains at random boutiques around town. :) Sungei Wang or Jalan Telawi anyone? ;)

Don't count your blessings, and say thanks for what you have. Many others are living the hard life... example, the postman on his motorbicycle delivering mail in this terribly hot weather. No air con, no music, just heat and humidity.

Thank you God for the good life.

Sunday, 28 June 2009

Chucking up in an ice bucket

Yup. That was me last night at Phuture. So unglam, omgosh! Never again. Not gonna touch what I can't take. Embarassing-nya. Bro had to carry me out of the club because I was too wobbly to walk, eeps! Never, ever, EVER again. Everything before that was pure fun though. It was an unexpectedly fun night :) that unfortunately ended abruptly and very unglamourously :/