When i’m happy. (omg internet connection is fast today!)

When i’m emo. (fuccaccino why Adrien Brody hasn’t replied my email).

When i’m stressed. (God, i can’t find a pair of matching panties!)

When i’m SUPER happy! (Oh my oh my, they have a last pair of size 4!)

When i’m feeling naughty. (hehe)

Oh and why is it darker? Cuz i got a gorgeous sun tan from the beach! ;P

When i’m… i dunno? Lonely? (God, watching dvds alone is pathetic. Let’s get some Oreo to emo with me before i eat them all up)

Even if i feel like

Every morning Oreo still makes a bowl of nice breakfast.

=)

Oreo has this video contest about a special Oreo story. The video’s theme is “Tell a story of an OREO & Milk Moment“. It could be how the simple act of sharing Oreo cookies and milk can be enjoyed by anyone, anywhere; how the Oreo Cookie ritual of Twist, Lick & Dunk makes an ordinary moment something special to remember; and/or how sharing Oreo moments connects generations of family.

These are some of my favorite clips.

Rap

This guy composed an entire rap song dedicated to Oreo. Super cool!

After School

Tells of the magical moments of Oreo. Love it. Very creative.

Long Distance

Is my favorite and also the video that has inspired this entry. And it is much shorter compared to the rest. Only 55 seconds. But it almost made me tear while watching it. It talks about how the thoughtful boyfriend cheers his very love-sick, lonely, long distance girlfriend up with a late night Oreo surprise. I watched it over and over again. It’s so sweet it makes Oreo’s cream taste bland.

Okay now comes the best video ever.

Cheesie’s Oreo Moments. Cheh.

Like the music? It is an Oreo Jingle where you can download from their website.

Go to www.youtube.com/oreo to watch more funny, heartwarming and creative videos. In addition to viewing and voting, you can also upload your own video for a chance to win your video on the YouTube homepage for a day, on August 26, 2008!

The contest is open only to residents of the 50 United States and D.C., United Kingdom, Ireland, Peru, Ecuador, Columbia, and… Malaysia!!! We’re the only country in Asia who are eligible to participate. Faster do us Malaysians proud. =)

Submission until August 11, 2008. Check out Oreo Moments for more info.

By the way Batman–The Dark Knight is quite awesome. It is the only superhero movie that i actually like. Ok la i’m very biased because i heart heart heart Christopher Nolan (I watched Memento like, five times and Prestige two) and whatever that comes out of his magical hands there will be automatic credits added to it already.

SPOIREL AHEAD

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Waaa the moment Rachel died i exclaimed (a bit too loudly) that Batman is currently my favorite superhero movie (okay not that i like any of them to begin with) because, Rachel, died. HAHAHAHA!

God. She totally deserves a premature death half way through the story simply because she looks horrible. (I kinda think she looks more like a joker than Heath Ledger with her overly pale face and Gareth said she looks like a bug.) And i thought Katie Holmes is ugly enough. God why are all the superhero’s girlfriends looking uglier than a clothes peg. What do you mean by who? Kirsten Dunst hello?!? Need me to elaborate?!

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And i love it because it’s relatively more believable and humane. But i hate Christopher Nolan for favoring Christian Bale so much. It should have been Hugh Jackman Hugh Jackman Hugh Jackman Hugh Jackman Hugh Jackman Hugh Jackman Hugh Jackman. But Heath Ledger is super super brilliant. They should burn an Oscar in front of his altar.

KY and I went as two jokers. Anyway bah i didn’t get to win the phone some other joker did (no pun intended) but i was awesomely ugly! So totally unrecognizable until

Cheesie: Hi nice to meet you.
Friend: Hi. Are you… Ringo?
Cheesie: What! Why everyone thinks i’m her?
Friend: …. you are Ringo right.
Cheesie: *sighs*
KY: Hahaha her name is Evonne. Neh the one who won my contest.
Cheesie: Yea la. Why everyone thinks im Ringo. I’m so much hotter.
Friend: Oooh. Hi Evonne.

And this was how i looked.

And i’m gonna show you how i got my make-up done.

HAHA! I looked so ugly until my dog was terrified of me.

Watch Cheddie bark at seeing her beloved mommy turn into a monster.

The make up is done by this wonderful make-up artist friend of mine. If you happen to need any dinner/costume make up, drop me an email. She’s like super good with it. FYI she’s also giving a crash make-up course at RM150 for 3 hours. Guaranteed flawless basic make-up skill.

Off topic.

Anyone who wants to watch High School Musical the Ice Tour at Stadium Putra from 15-20th August, 2008, pleasecheeseme@gmail.com for 25% off the normal price.

Oh and i’m not anywhere done with the drama. That post was just an appetizer.

Okay.

It’s always interesting to see how things turn out when you put a bunch of girls together in the same house. In which case it is a dozen of complicated beings living under the same roof–twenty four seven.

Endless bitching, true enough, but it was never one person’s fault and i will blame it on the conflicting personalities of each individual. The fact is, everybody talked about everybody (in a non favorable way mostly), especially towards the end of the show. And it is really funny to see how some of them who talked the most (no it’s not Cindy, ha, surprise of the century!), are more often than not the ones who claimed to be so holier-than-thou in condemning what i wrote, hence starting a Boycott-Ringo-Campaign at the beginning because Ringo should not have questioned the judges’ divine decision. And look exactly what they were doing. A fermented beancurd calling the cheese stinky. I feel so sorry for the judges to have favored the wrongest girl.

The videos are heavily edited, judge the girls all you want if it makes you happy. Truth is, some are greatly misunderstood and some clearly are not as innocent as portrayed over your computer screen. The way people shallowly put a certain girl up the pedestal pisses me off to the last molecule of my marrow. The camera wasn’t there 24hours. What you see is either some compulsory boring footage to please the sponsors or interviews which are cut paste cut paste to a whole new definition. You haven’t spent a single minute with them yet you are talking so much. Judge only when you have spent twentyfourseven, for a grand total of 54 days in the same house with the same girls, having been accustomed to from their eating habit to sleeping habit. Then i think you are entitled to a piece of opinion.

And about Cindy’s winning. Give her a break already. And what’s with the on and on and on about her father? She just happened to have a very focused father (possibly very wealthy and positively supportive too) who channeled all his love into typing sms’es to make his daughter happy. What is wrong with that? If some of them had spent less money on printing T-shirts and banners for the finale maybe they stand a higher chance to win the show as well. Ever thought of that? Cheesh. If i had a dad like Cindy’s, i’ll be freaking happy lo.

I don’t understand why some people (including some so-called really professional people) made comments about the result being very unfair. What is so unfair about it? If anything, from the wrongest outfit to the wrongest choice of professionals, to the wrongest exploitation to endless manipulation and annoying favoritism—is unfair. Why haven’t i heard anything about it? MDG made the wrongest choice of people to piss off, in which case was Cindy’s dad, which eventually contributed to her winning. To put it simply, it’s a bloody family competition. See which family is willing to risk and fork out more. Nothing unfair about the winning. If you check the weekly top voter list la, you will see the top winners with the surname Teh, Lee and a Malay name. Hello isn’t that obvious enough?!?!? I was secretly happy that it was Cindy who won the show, actually. Because if she did not, whatever she says thereafter will just be dismissed as another sour grape remark. At least she’s now THE Malaysian Dreamgirl and nothing else matters anymore.

If there is one thing i learnt, it is that being meek, polite and uncomplaining gets you no where in such a competition. Discarding the voting system factor, the best thing i could have done is to bully my way to the top.

Comments are moderated for this post. If you think i won’t like what you write, then don’t bother wasting energy. Go sabotage some other people’s blog. Thank you very much.

P/S: This post is written somewhere back in early May. See hor, a lot of things doesn’t really matter to me now that i re-read it. But i just feel like posting it la. Good things don’t go to waste. Oh yes baby, comment still shamelessly moderated.

I shall think i shall think i shall think. Convince me convince me convince me.

Change of topic.

Hoi faster send in your Heineken & Chelsea entry already! I scolded Huai Bin for spoiling the market because his contest is too easy. But guess what! He’s only giving out one ticket each but over here you get three! (The second one gets two la).

Nah i tell you hor. This is supposed to be hush hush so don’t tell anyone.

Nobody has submitted any entry yet so if you do it now there is a high chance you get to win the contest lo wtf or else really nobody join or i just give to any tom dick and harry

Heineken beer is really good.

She is going to demonstrate how she can lose 8kg as instantly as within 15 minutes.

Very excited leh. Hehehe.

Ok, let’s see. She weighs 47.7kg at five feet four.

On a non PMS day.

Mind you, she is actually a very very skinny girl. But you see, an urban IT girl on the street is normally a lot heavier than her actual weight. Don’t get it?

Let’s delve into the details.

After taking off her 5 inches stilettos, she weighs at 46.9kg.

And this is how much she weighs after taking off her expensive crocodile skin handbag.

Bim then proceeds to remove her make up. And manicure. And pedicure.

And then she removes her bra padding. Thrice.

Before stripping naked.

Now see, 7kg gone up to now. Wait. This is not her minimum weight still. Bim has a way to further reduce the scale reading.

She goes to the toilet and pees.

Tadaa!

The reading starts with the number 3! THREE! Tiga! San! San!

Never underestimate the weight of water.

Oh oh. Before the night ends, she needs a rest so she unscrews the panel on the side of her head and scoops out her pretty little pink color brain.

This is how much she weighs at the end of the day. For real.

Or, you can try a less drastic approach, and lose maybe 2KG a week or something by eating Kenko Diet Plum. It’s priced at RM139 per box, free delivery. Pleasecheeseme@gmail.com if interested for your ultimate guide to Slimville.

To further understand this mystery I’ve decided to find out myself. And I got 10 different answers.

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Oh oh. Got one more. I haven’t interviewed myself yet.

So.

11.

And you know what? Courtesy of Heineken, Cheeserland is giving out 5 (five. lima. go. wu. hmm) tickets to the coming Chelsea football match live in KL on the 29th of July. The tickets are worth RM100 each and this might be a lifetime opportunity for you to watch Chelsea play LIVE!

All you need to do is write an entry of you having the wildest football fantasy while drinking Heineken, then send your blog link to me. You can have as many pictures as you like (time to beat me with your Photoshop skill!). The wackiest the better! (Those who don’t have a blog, just email me your entry).

The craziest picture wins 3 tickets and the second best wins 2 tickets. Of course you also get free pimp by Cheeserland!

On the exciting day, there will be a huge hospitality tent that can accommodate over 600 people, where only exclusive and invited people can attend. You all are Very VIP ok! The hospitality area includes drinks, light finger food, good music and
good company (ie. Cheesie).

What’s more is the opportunity to win some autographed merchandise. Who knows if you’re lucky you might be able to catch a stinky sweaty sock of your favorite player thrown from afar as souvenir. Damn. I’m so excited for you guys already.

Pleasecheeseme@gmail.com by 20th of July 2008.

Must support Chelsea ok. I’ll be there for the match myself! Let’s go watch footie together!

In fact, never expect to have any decent conversation with a person who just came back from any government department.

I think Malaysia should cease to exist from the globe. Of course, after i’ve run to a very wonderful country say like, Timbuktu.

Any comment that will further amplify the badness of my day will be mercilessly deleted. Thank you very much.

It’s paddy field trekking day!

Super beautiful afternoon (but very hot la).

A Cheesie pose.

Mock-a-Cheesie-pose.

Bebek… bebek!

A huge swimming pool that floats above treetops and rivers. If i’m not mistaken that’s Four Season Sayan.

Half way through trekking, Keju suddenly looked very… constipated. I thought he was trying to mock the Balinese dancers.

No la. On second thought I think he looked very… puzzled.

So i walked up to him la and realized he was trying to locate our destination with his Lonely Planet.

More people came to Keju’s rescue… uhm.. obviously it wasn’t helping.

But just look at Keju’s expression! It remained liddat for five cheesing minutes i thought he’s turned into an ice statue.

Finally he defrosted.

“Finally! Mystery solved. Headache!”

Pseudo waterfall.

A very bizarre insect we spotted.

Venturing into a…uhm. Secret place.

But tak jadi because Icy discovered a swarm of bees. I didn’t want to become a holey cheese.
 

Monkey Forest

Mock-a-Cheesie-pose 2.

A baby-eating statue. I hope it eats up all the whiney little infants and gives the world some peace.

A banana-eating monkey. I hope it eats up all the bananas in the world so the male species will have one less obsession.

A mandarin-eating baby monkey. I hope the baby-eating statue eats it up too. No la. It’s cuter than a whiney baby really.

A milk-sucking baby monkey. I hope it doesn’t eat his mommy’s titties up.

A pants-biting monkey. I hope Chriso gave him a good kick.

Dusk!

On our way to Lovina and witnessed a beautiful sunset.

Dinner at Lovina.

Oooh my oh my. Lovina is a dolphin heaven. Updates soon!

Next up: Season Dolphins!

@ Jaya 1.

When KY said let’s eat duck, i rejected because i was convinced that eating duck will give you piles. Eeew. Then he managed to convince me to go because, well… KY is always quite as smooth as some jelly i would say.

And DucKing turned out to be a very atas restaurant.

I’m most impressed with their menu. The pictures are so vividly yummy that before you can order anything the menu would be drenched in saliva already.

HOWEVER.

Make sure you don’t, though. Be reeeeeally careful. If anything happens to the menu it is RM1,500 gone.

And.

ALL PHOTO FOR ILLUSION ONLY!

How sad. Seriously.

So you happily flip through the menu.

Cheesie: OMG my lub! This looks soooooo delicious. Let’s order it.
KY: No darling. It is just your imagination. It does not exist.

Oh my cheesing god. I swear to Cheesus Crust. Million of yummy dishes flashed through my head as if it’s a fashion light board on shroom. And i was not quite sure if they were for real. Hmm… it smelled delicious.

No. This couldn’t be real. It’s just an illusion.

I must be hallucinating.

Oh god. Stop dreaming of all unattainable heavenly ambrosia. Wake up.

*slaps self*