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2012

2012-01-06T22:35:00.001+08:00

Let's say hello to another year! Pessimist would say it's just another year, optimist and idealist would be making a new new years resolution list, realist would realize their resolutions, quitters...undoubtedly quit halfway.

The one thing I like about NYE countdowns are the fireworks displayed...and maybe the feeling of having a little gleam of hope emerging, carrying whispers of a good change forthcoming. Rarely happens though. From afar, fireworks are beautiful. Almost every year I watch them lit up and burst into colorful embers through a TV screen or from the balcony. I rarely go for countdowns because my mom would fuss about the traffic and my grandfather's birthday so happens to fall on this day. But boy, last year's last day was fun! After celebrating gramps' birthday I quickly rushed home, donned on a cute top, popped contacts onto my eyeballs, drew on eyeliner and out I went. In a blink of an eye, I was directly beneath the fireworks and it felt incandescently magical. It's like witnessing a mini supernova. When the little fireworks show ended, we headed to a German pub and chilled. Then I went home and bathed. So...I'm guessing the first productive thing I did this year was actually bathing myself.

Christmas 2011

Before entering into a new year, I always self-reflect and reminisce upon the things I did for that year. But this time, I did neither. Because I was too busy with trivial things and I still want to do many of them!

Okay, so there's been plenty of news broadcasted around about how the world is going to end in 2012 and natural disasters are occurring but don't our beloved Mother Earth throw tantrums every year,randomly? If there really is going to be an apocalypse, I don't want the world to come crumbling down because of natural disasters. God, send some zombies instead! I want to experience a zombie apocalypse! It'll be SO ZOMBIE-TASTIC AWESOMESAUCE!

And here is a funny comic strip about the zombie apocalypse.

Had a great outdoor activity with college mates.

Since I'm talking about a new year, let's see what I did during 2011: (These bullets are in no chronological order.)

Traveled to Lang Tengah with a friend, found out how dangerous it was and how dumb we were to even do so but had fun! Came back unraped, unharmed, just a few bed bug bites. God bless us!
Started a small business, got to know there are many types of people out there and still learning how to handle people. Hope the outcomes are good. And also, hope the business will bloom.
Learnt a thing or two about photography.
Expanded my lomography pictures collection. Oh I'm loving my wall!
Passed an interview! Been getting rejections so many a time, passing one actually feels great. I don't feel so useless anymore.
Volunteered in a zoo! I went there alone but I gained some knowledge. It was rather productive. Though I still get people commenting about me volunteering alone. What to do? #foreveralone.
Participated in marathons, even though the distances I ran were like 5kms, 7kms and the KL Towerthon. I shall aim for 10kms this year. Hopefully, I have the perseverance to train.
Got into a degree course. I hope I could at least pass everything. (I did fulfill last year's resolution! Although I have to admit, I was pretty daft and unambitious.)
And then...I spent the rest of my days studying and stoning.

And after burning all the calories from cycling, we went for Klang Bak Kut Teh and gained all back.

And now, some resolutions!(It's in no order too.)

Earn money.
Travel more. Hopefully Cambodia and then some exchange program for 6 weeks! And if I do earn some money, UK please?
Lose some fats.
Improve on my people skills.
Read God's words more often and at the least, find some peace.
Dress better, get some good fashion sense.
Have some sense of commitment. Follow everything through and do well in them so that I do not disappoint myself.
Secretly, I want to get proposed to at least 2 times? Hahahahahahaha

Shit me, bullet point 8 is never gonna happen.


Me within a year. Because it's my cyber space and I can put up shitloads of pictures of me. The narcissism persists.

Let this month be a month of hope and the other 11 be the months of fulfillment.

P.S. I'll see if I have the mood to blog about our outdoor trip and some other things that occurred last year.

Sing, Singapore!

2011-12-17T17:47:00.000+08:00


At the Fountain of Wealth in Suntec City. The hand belongs to my brother.

This is my favorite picture I took in Singapore.

So nice, a simple date by the bay. Such beautiful lights.

Feel the breeze, see the lights and listen to the music. I miss having time to do these.

It was the rainy season in Singapore so I was hoping it wouldn't rain on the last day before I depart for Malaysia because I really wanted to try my luck and go to the Universal Studio...so I prayed and:

And arigatou, mon Dieu!(Yes, I just mixed Japanese and French together.) It was perfectly cloudy for a day at the Singapore Universal Studio!

Rawr rawr rawr! Lost World!

Far Far Away.


True love: May it forever be in bloom.

I really thought it was a boutique and was looking around for the entrance. Yup, it was my bimbo moment.

Just as I was about to leave Universal Studio, it rained. Wasn't I lucky?!

These are some of the outfits I wore in Singapore. Just experimenting.

I got the dress from Fracody.

Bought these bargains for SGD$10 only! Found them in Bugis Street.

BYE!

Sunflower Glow

2011-11-16T21:56:00.000+08:00

My flower, thou tainted with such golden yellow,
Thy soft petals whisper with such mellow,
Wondrous my world became,
Comme traveling through thy slim stem,
To a fantasy place I dreamt.

Pretty, pretty petals,
Thy gleaming beauty melts metals,
Burns akin to lost lovers' kisses.
Aye, I'm flying on a dove,
In heart searching for pure love.

Peaceful dove, wings cut,
I fell into the gut,
Darkness envelopes my soul.
Surrounded by shadows,
My world filled with hollows.

Flower, flower, why?
Have I not let out a loud sigh?
Save me from this dying star,
Build me a home from thy gentle leaves,
Make me a fairy free from thieves.

Yours Truly.

I'm feeling jilted.

Too Many A Thing to Think

2011-11-06T22:07:00.000+08:00

We look up to the sky, thinking of heaven but beyond this layer of blue sky there is a ginormous universe which is filled with stars, the occasional black-hole and other planets. Physics tells us that the stars exploded to create us. (Sorta. Watched some YouTube video about it.) We are all stardust. I like this theory.

The world is no good. I often presume it to be so but it is otherwise- more like I am no good. Negativity often beleaguer my thoughts yet I always assume I was an optimist or a rather happy person but no, I'm not, so bitter. I age quickly.

Am I a simpleton? Am I? Think not. I don't satisfy easily and this makes life wretched. This world is so suffocating. When can we fly to the moon or shift to another galaxy?

No, I am not the only one who's no good. People are. Too many bad people caused the world to be no good. But hey, since we can't keep the sheet of paper white, might as well paint it all black. It'll be perfect.

Guess this is just the way I write. I don't write good anymore. Adieu!

The World Will Explode

2011-10-10T21:43:00.000+08:00

I often hear the world cry more more more. And we make more, more of everything and then the world is so full of things that it would fall infinitely in the universe, shifting away from Our Sun and towards another and another and another and another...it goes infinitely. As it falls, our humanity seeps away with each passing sun too. Fuck this world.

Hearing an actual voice and reading an actual sentence that described me as something I did not want the world to perceive me as is very hurtful. Call me sensitive you may because I admit I am. I tried to carry a shining armor of confidence but it's useless. It's a freaking paper-mache shield! It turns soggy when splashed with water, burns to ashes when set on fire. Well, I'm the source of all my problems. Nobody's to blame.

Why didn't anyone try to see it from the Evil Queen's point of view? Maybe she's been ugly for a very long time that when she became beautiful, she vowed to stay that way for a very long time too. Stubborn people either make the world a better place or ruin it. These are fragments of my thoughts.

Le sigh, today is just a shitty day. A night's sleep will end it. Hopefully.

Happier thoughts: A warm bowl of porridge for breakfast, filled with mother's love. A kiss from your loved one. A bowl of your favorite cereals for dinner. A sky full of stars. Partying so hard you'd get high sans alcohol. Killer roller coaster rides. Sneaking out of the house to go out with friends and not get caught. Spontaneously going to the beach and shout. The moment you reach the top of a hill to catch the sunrise. Completing a marathon and being the first 10 runner. Biting off bits of chocolate in small increments from a bar while reading. Hot chocolate when it rains!

A Very Random Thought

2011-10-07T08:34:00.001+08:00

I've been reading a few articles on the world's economy lately and every single piece of writing sounded like the world is coming to an end. How depressing.

You know, when I was young, I dreamt about being an Amazon. (it means a very capable woman.) But as I start to grow older and witness the process of life in others, how it changes them, how it screws them over and how it affects me, I'm starting to change my thoughts too. I lost grasp of my priorities. (which is a bloody lousy euphemism for "life".) I really don't know what I'll be, for all I know I may just die right after posting this shit up because the pipe above my head conveniently decided to burst and the sharp edge came plummeting down and pierce through my head. Plans always go awry but I still think dreams are good. At least dreaming makes you happy. No?

A gust of wind, a setting of dream, what made you change?

P.S. I'm blogging from my phone!

Oh Lang Tengah

2011-09-25T13:42:00.001+08:00

...How lucky we are!

Hello lovelies! I'm back! As the title stated, I went to Lang Tengah with a friend. Yes, just us two girls.(2 girls traveling to a secluded island is indeed very dangerous but thank God we came back in one piece and not in a black plastic bag!) As it was nearing the monsoon season, there were very little travelers and we were the only guests in the resort. Like queens right?!

We went there to relax and relax we did! We sunbathed whilst listening to the soothing sounds of soft waves, gaze out to the dark blanket of a sky and admire little twinkling stars, snorkel and sang karaoke with the workers at the resort because we've got nothing much to do. The hospitality there was good. The food was simple, like the ones your mom cooks, the workers polite but the beds were dirty! I've gotten a few bed bug bites. Enough said, just see the pictures.

I'm just amazed that Malaysia still has clear sea water! Hopefully it stays this way for a long long long time.

It's a very basic room.(bed bugs!) Just enough for budget travelers like us...again, beware of BED BUGS!

The sand in Lang Tengah is very fine.

Sea cucumbers! They squirt out water when you squeeze them.

It rained on the first night. Can you see the clouds rolling in?

This rock looks inspiring huh? Every time I look at it, it reminds me about stories whereby faithful wives of fishermen waited for their return yet they never did, so the women turned into a rock.

Don't the clouds look like cotton candies?

This is just a small part of the ocean but it looks so magical already!

I want to be a mermaid...

The waves were chaotic on the surface yet when you're underwater, everything is so calm.

Looking back at the pictures just makes me miss my time there! I miss the sound of the waves and the beautiful sunset! That's all for Lang Tengah.

Till next time!

I Can Almost Feel The Fine Sand Beneath My Feet

2011-09-16T18:02:00.000+08:00

Went to bed with a dizzy head last night thinking I would actually sleep but who knew I ended up dreaming lucidly...again. Oh god, please make it stop. It's like being tied down to a chair and was forced to watch a bad, badass movie over and over again. I want sleep and I miss sleeping.

Know how you would think about "if only you could throw away all your responsibilities for a moment" at times? I'm going to do exactly just that. Yup. I'm throwing away my responsibilities for a moment but I'll return in a mere few days and plunge into the hectic world of university life right after. I always fail to get my holiday after a holiday!

Hopefully I'll come back with a rejuvenated spirit. Ta!

Les Animaux J'ai Connu

2011-09-12T23:23:00.000+08:00

The 2 days volunteering in our National Zoo (Zoo Negara) was indeed fun yet tiring. At the end of the first day itself, I started to appreciate home more. The warmth, the clean toilets, the warm bath...everything. Most importantly, my family's care and love. Really, try doing tough chores you were never asked to do in your life before for a whole day. It's difficult! I intended to do this for at least 5 days but then I fell sick just after 2 and started getting lazy. Pretty stupid and very insincere I say.

This monkey's name is Adam. He lives alone in a cage in the zoo because his wife died. Sad ain't it? While volunteering in Zoo Negara, I've gotten to know that all the animals there do have names but I really couldn't tell which is which. I remember Adam because to me, Adam looks sad. I don't know if it's because he's caged or he lost his wife and is lonely or both.

From my observation, every morning when the monkeys were released from the smaller cages into the bigger ones, most of them would shout and yell and shriek. I read it on the board stating that it was to mark their territory. At noon the shrieking sorta stops.

This snake is not on display, it's a pet! When the zookeeper shakes her head, this leaf snake follows...but when I shake my head, it just stays put.

One is called Hobbit and the other Wizard, forgot which is which.

This crocodile escaped from it's 'cage' a long time ago and now it's locked up in some cage in the Reptile House. Not on display.

See the orange remnants at the side of its mouth? It's papaya! I fed it a slice of papaya, skin included. This is an Aldabra Tortoise. It's freaking huge and heavy! The zoo has 4 and they're called Do, Re, Mi, Fa according to size. So it was very easy for me to identify them.

This is a cow's eyes. Its name is Manja.

I don't know what this bird is called. It just slipped my mind at this moment but the front bird broke one of its leg and now it's rotten...like all black. So it had to stand on the good one.

Flamingo!

I really don't know what are they but I do know some of them occasionally fly to Putrajaya. Are they sunbathing or shading themselves from the sun or releasing heat? Or looking for a mate?

I fed these squirrels too. When I tried to enter the cage and pin down the papaya on a nail, one jumped over and sorta hit my head, my left temple to be more precise. I nearly freaked out.

Cute right? It's a porcupine's little paw! The zookeeper was afraid of letting me pet the porcupine though, because the black parts on it's quills are poisonous. Porcupines here love bananas.

Mother and child.

This iguana scratched me! I was helping out the zookeeper to put it on the weighing machine but it freaked out and I got scratched! Thank God nothing happened. And I don't think this minor scratch was the cause of me falling sick. The scar on my wrist is nearly gone now...how I wish I could keep it as a remembrance.

Reptile's incubation room. On the morning I volunteered, a tortoise egg hatched and the tortoise fell down from the table. Now that baby tortoise has a small crack on its shell.

I don't know how true some of the stories are because it was only from one zookeeper. Don't think he'll bullshit me though. And you know, these zookeepers are superbly passionate in what they do. They talk to each other about the animals in their care as if they were humans and their eyes will sparkle. Know how I wanted to be a marine biologist? The job requires a lot of passion and I'm unsure if I have it in me. Oh well, at least now I know how it's like to be a zookeeper.

There are lots more to tell although I was there for just two days but I'm tired already. Ta!

From Port to Malacca

2011-09-09T22:59:00.000+08:00

After Port Dickson, I travelled further South to Malacca. T'was a one day trip. This is the umpteenth time I've been to Malacca. It's far too commercialized and the food isn't as great anymore. Or is it just me?

Her eyebrows are arched so beautifully!

Will attempt a nicer picture next time I suppose. This blouse makes me feel like a butterfly.

City to Port

2011-09-09T22:20:00.003+08:00

What would you do if you found out that you only have days away before university starts and then a new study life would get in the way to allow you to travel, read books, watch movies and stay up late at night to dream lucidly?

Know what I'd do? I'll jump on the chance to go on a road trip and do all of the above. Alors, I went down South. This time, I brought my notebook along. I don't agree to bringing along technologies other than the necessaries on a trip. I mean, you travel 2 hours or even across the world just to go on Facebook, watch television...and do things you can do at home. What for? Yup, Alex Garland was right. But this time for me it was sorta different, I wanted to accomplish all of the above in a span of 4 days.

I was practically her 24 hours babysitter. Little pretty girl. Wish I had such nice skin.

We went for a breakfast buffet in the hotel and I took a bowl of Honey Stars. Yup, I eat em' without milk. Was munching on each little piece and noticed some were three-legged. At first, I thought it was some retarded stars...after almost finish eating, I noticed they were actually rockets! It's been long since I ate them and they added rockets in the cereal! I'm so amazed by my lack of alertness. I mean, how can I eat a whole bowl of cereal and not think about why on earth would the manufacturers put in so many retarded stars in it? Tsk.

Attempted to use self-timer mode to snap a picture of myself.

Some stranger's kid but so adorable! Even if he's sorta sulky.

This was Port Dickson.

P.S. We stayed in a chalet that has its own private pool and a hotel room too! Crazy or what?!

I Hope Somebody Will Say "Chapeau!" To Me in The Future

2011-08-28T23:36:00.002+08:00

My one and only graduation pic.

Lo and behold! Yours Truly has finally graduated from pre-U/college. Cheer darlings, cheer!

This phase of my life has finally adjourned. I've met new people, learnt a thing or two from each of them. We all rubbed shoulders but now it's time to bit our adieus and start anew. Graduation is always like that- bittersweet. Goodbyes are inevitable. Move on, we may cross paths again. Future awaits.

As much as I love spontaneity, I do plan things through. I plan because I hate the fact of not being in the know, for not having even the littlest grip of control. If you call me to jump into the Devil's Kettle pothole, I would, provided if I'm depressed, high on ecstacy, drunk or having the slightest bit of knowing where I'll end up. Perhaps when a nanosecond of wild crazy thoughts run through my neurons, I may leap into the unknown. Seriously, I wonder where the Devil's Kettle pothole leads to. I wonder if all the mythological creatures live there. Maybe a long time ago one of them came to our world and told us stories. Hence, the existence of myths. Okay, a more probable explanation would be the water just continues flowing underground and never resurface in maybe a hundred years time. Science occasionally ruin fantasies.

Revert back to the topic, I was talking about plans. Know how I planned for my gap year? Know how I planned to take up Pharmacy? Baby, it's not gonna happen. I'll be taking Economics and Finance, or maybe Accounts and Finance if I can cope. Pharmacy and Economics are world's apart...it's obvious. I'm pretty sure I know what I'm doing. Even if I don't, nobody can do nothing about it. Parce que c'est ma vie et je me sens j'ai le librement pour faire n'importe quoi je veux.

I'm happy I've graduated. I find humans pretty amazing actually. How we strive hard to reach a particular goal then when the satisfaction died down we strive for something else and then we reach multiple crossroads. These crossroads tear your brain apart. You'd get depressed, you'd get lost, you'd want to die, you wouldn't be able to sleep, you will cry. And when you finally made a decision to leave one road and step into the other, no doubt you'll have doubts, you'll wonder about the road not taken, you'll fear for the unknown. Sorry, that is just the way things are. The only thing you can do is pray, hope for the best and be prepared for the worst.

Bye!

What Too Much Grimm's Fairy Tales And Watching Tinkerbell Will Do to You

2011-08-18T00:28:00.001+08:00

Or it's because I'm just bloody gullible...

Each paragraph doesn't really connect. Read it like how you picture characters jumping from a scene to another...like in Inception.

Tomorrow. Weeks ago, I've been dying for tomorrow to come and now knowing that tomorrow will be indeed coming tomorrow or in around 14 hours time, I wish to turn back time and maybe study more and stop playing Spider Solitaire. Heck, if given a second chance I think I'll still procrastinate the same. I'm afraid you see, because my results really decide my future for me. Pharmacist or economist? Or what not? Vagabond? I wish!

I have this amazing talent of looking like a nerd and someone who doesn't have a social life. I also changed my mind about some things like: I don't want to be Jerusha Abbott anymore, I don't want to go to the ocean and drop seven teardrops to the sea to get a Selkie male to come out anymore, being a mermaid is still okay. I want to be a fairy! I want to live in a place like Pixie Hollow. Gosh, I want to be born out of a baby's first laughter, I want to fly, I want to be a Water-fairy! I can live near a pond, inside a Waterlily! I can skate on water, make dew drops on spider webs, create ripples and bubbles. Maybe the Fairy Prince will fall in love with me. We'll always watch the sunset together and because our wings touched, it'll glow a shade of marine blue(because it's true love...) so other fairies found out about our love and one powerful but jealous fairy secretly cursed us and turned us into blue glitter. But then, a kind fairy turned us both into a gust of whispering wind and we travel around the world, bringing gentle encouraging whispers along with a cool breeze to sad people crying out to the ocean. Awesome or what? Maybe fairies are actually dead souls? Maybe it's people who died still believing in the existence of fairies that got turned into fairies. I got this idea from Wikipedia. Yes suckers, I Googled about fairies. Go roll your eyes and laugh like a hyena.

This looks like a miracle.

I'm crapping but you should really watch Tinkerbell, it's so beautiful. I just really like to fill my head with fantasies and pictures of bioluminescent organisms, like glowing plankton in the middle of the sea, jellyfish, fireflies, the night scene of Avatar etc. I like to put my head up in the air, that's why I cannot accept reality well.

This is also another miracle. They're called Aequorea Victoria.

The future is so unfathomable. I'm just curious about how I'll end up. I'm still longing to live in a community like the one in The Beach...without the evil farmers and weeds. Or something like immortal gypsies. I can be like a forest nymph. By the way, I've always thought I'm a feminist but I'm not, I think I am an Egalitarian. Yay for Egalitarianism!

Egalitarianism = Equal-ism

XOXO,
Yours Truly.

Sad To Be a Duck

2011-08-10T18:15:00.001+08:00

This is more of a not so private writing therapy.

The huge improvement in the pictures has blatantly proved something- I got myself a new ~~toy~~ camera. Along with this new camera, a new flow of vigor crept into my blood too. I was enthusiastic, ebullient to go places and snap snap snap snap. I like snapping good pictures, and being a vain pot, I like to snap beautiful pictures of myself too but most of the time I fail. Sometimes in a little overflow of pride, I wonder if it's because I have an eye for the beautiful things in the world that God just decided to not grant external beauty to me... or as sufficient as possible, I lack a reasonable amount of internal beauty too. So I guess it's fair but as much as I want fairness to be achieved in this world, I don't find joy in this achieved 'equality'. And this reminds me about a song, a song called "God Must Have Spent a little More Time on You". Whenever I see beautiful people, I think about this song, and then I'll ultimately start to question God on His ways of conduct. This isn't a matter of envy, I just don't get it why there's minimal equality in life. And when there is, most of it are just like mine, a knowing that equality is there but the satisfaction not. (Greed hinders satisfaction I suppose.) This is a matter of the vast existence of variation, a matter of class distinction. I'm not saying everyone should receive the same amount. Some people really deserve to stay or be poor because they are lazy and irresponsible. It's not fair to have people like that living life fit for a king, and to have brilliant, hardworking people struggling to make ends meet. Some people don't deserve the beauty they possess. Most of them misuse it. And those who lack have such beautiful hearts but it takes time to see this...and in this century, everyone hasn't got time.(Or so what most thinks.) Again, some deserves to be ugly because they're rotten inside too. Only those who are beautiful in and out are the best. I deem equanimity achieved. I don't understand the things that God does. I hope I can remember the questions I have for Him when I see Him.

Maybe I'm upset because, hypothetically speaking... If I'm in a lake consisting of two types of birds, I'm a duck instead of a swan. And I don't want to be a damn duck. I said it's not a matter of envy... maybe it is after all. Sad to be a duck.

Fret not, I only allow myself to wallow in self-pity for a moment. Just a moment, could be a night's length or a few gentle hours, then I'll move on. Because Mitch Albom and other people say it's okay. At least I interpret it so.

I've been yapping and whining about unfairness for quite a while now...this will be the last. Really, bear with me!!!

I think when I look back and read this, I'll be thinking I'm really stupid. If that happens, I know I've matured and have finally found something, a meaning in life or a form of happiness/satisfaction, I don't know but I think it's something good. I like good.

Results out in a week. I'm nervous!

Soundtrack of The Moment

2011-08-07T20:52:00.003+08:00

Because I still haven't found something to do besides reading and asking for jobs, I went to Putrajaya with a friend and snapped lots and lots of pictures. So... I'm gonna bombard you with tonnes of photos. Oh yeah, I'm blooming like that! And yes, this post can be a little informative for those who are planning to head to Putrajaya.

Our first stop was the Agriculture Heritage Park. The entrance fee was RM2 but since it's so quiet and the people there are so unobservant, I think you can just walk pass the ticket booth. We're good kids so we paid. Meh. There's very little shady trees and do not go there when the sun's at its peak! It's sweltering hot! I didn't really see much save Jambu (rose apple) trees and Cempedak trees. Seriously, it was VERY quiet. There were only a handful of China tourists. We've bumped into them quite often.

Bottom left: Their public toilets are quite clean. It's very rare in Malaysia.

These are the things you'll see when you get there.

You see! No shades! Under the hot sun, you melt.

Betel Nut

Because it was so humid, we decided to not continue and have lunch in Selera Putra. There were plenty of China tourists and they were all ordering some big prawn dish from Hameed Nasi Kandar. I had Nasi Briyani with fried chicken. It was quite satisfying. We then proceeded to the Putrajaya Pink Mosque. What can I say? It's pink, it's spacious and it's a praying ground cum tourist spot.

We went there right after prayer time. I had no time to think about angle so I just snapped the hoard of people walking out.

The dome is beautiful, wish they'd let us inch a little more to see it 360 degree!

Yup, they sell these in the mosque.

Fallen dried flowers that's squashed so perfectly! How?!

After being bored around the mosque, we headed straight to Pullman Lakeside. It's really beautiful! If Putrajaya isn't so quiet and inconvenient, I may consider staying there when I'm able to purchase a property. Well, there will be other places which is just as beautiful and peaceful and convenient.

Lo and behold, below is a video I made to show you the places I went in Putrajaya. It is indeed my VERY FIRST TIME making a video. I know it's a little boring and my hand shakes a lot but I had fun experimenting with it and am dying to share it with you! Hope it's enjoyable.

Strolling in The Park

2011-08-01T15:50:00.000+08:00

One day, I went to the park and took some pictures.

The foot reflexology path...forgotten what it's called.

See the black beetle on the left!!!

I think this is a nice place to take wedding pictures...minus the bins.

So peaceful!

Such a nice park...yet people just had to throw rubbish into the lake instead of the bins. Uncivilized fools.

I am thankful for this cleaning lady.

This picture reminds me of Grandmother Willow from Pocahontas.

Everyday around 5.30pm, three old men will be sitting there chatting away as I jog pass them.

This picture was taken at around 3pm, sometimes when I'm jogging, I still see this man sitting there reading. I usually jog at 5/6pm.

Dragonflies have really nice wings.

Tortoises

I wish they could hold onto their innocence for as long as possible.

Swing swing, do you feel lonely?

More swings.

This was taken in the car park.

Hope you enjoyed the pictures!

Dullwitted Imbeciles

2011-07-29T21:33:00.000+08:00

Just as I was about to stop cursing at reality and cease using my pessimistic mindset to approach and think things over, I stumbled upon this article while Facebook-ing and my ever curious strait brought my finger towards that link, clicked it and voila! This brought me to tears. Sigh. This world, having as many as 6 billion human beings in it, is still lacking of humanity. Oh the irony!

For those who aren't interested in reading said article, I'll summarize it for you. There's this business whereby people sell bear's bile as a traditional Chinese medicine. And simple economics tell us: if there's a demand, there will be a supply. So, how do they extract bile from bears? Easy, they insert a metal pipe into the bear's stomach and let the bile drip. The whole procedure is done without the use of anesthetics to save cost. It is excruciatingly painful. Just imagine yourself getting an abdominal surgery sans painkillers/anesthetics. Will you be terrified? What would you do? You can't possibly imagine the pain, can you? The pain was too much to bear that the bears tried to commit suicide and in order to stop them from doing so, people force these poor bears to wear an iron vest which restricts its movements. They are immured in tiny cages, no place to even move a limb. Worse, these bears have to go through this hellish procedure everyday for around 20 years. These "bear farms" are like a living hell for bears. Really.

I'm not done. The writer had witnessed a mother bear killing her cub in one of the bear farms. The cub had to go through some surgery and the captivated mother bear was nearby. With great feat, the mother bear escaped from her cage and tried her best to free her cub...but she failed. So, as a mother who knew her child would be living the life she'd been living, a life of having to have body fluids extracted from your gall bladder everyday for years, having to put up with great pain everyday for the rest of her life, heck, it isn't even a life at all! The mother bear decided to kill her cub and then she commits suicide. Tragic.

Bear bile which is believed to be able to cure minor ailments such as fever, sore eyes and decrease heatiness can be EASILY replaced with cheap herbs and pils! Why the unnecessary cruelty? This is really redundant. Needless! Can humans be anymore stupider? Has greed blinded your humanity?! As morbid as I am, I cannot stand animal cruelty. This is sick, this is bad, this is sinful.

End.

On a much brighter note, I've sent out a mail to volunteer for Zoo Negara! I hope they would take me in. I'm really eager to do work in a zoo. (Even if it's shoving poop. I'm fine.) So fingers crossed. I'm begging for this job more than a job that pays at least RM1.5k monthly. Which, I'm still waiting for the lady to call and set a date for the interview. I am not fond of attending interviews. The word itself intimidates me.

Now, here's a picture of two cute bears.

I've Discovered eBooks

2011-07-28T00:54:00.000+08:00

At this particular given time-phase, if I'm at all given a chance to be someone else of my choice, I'd choose to be Jerusha Abbott, the heroine in the novel entitled Daddy Long Legs. Why? Because Jerusha Abbott has Daddy-Long-Legs and I love having Mr. Daddy-Long-Legs all to myself too! Yup, I ditched that The Orchard Keeper book for Daddy Long Legs. Urgh, I just couldn't continue reading the former, it's too dry for my taste. I think my taste is pretty simple, I hate it when the author uses too many adjectives (eg. Twilight), although I tend to do it too. Besides, a lot of me are similar to Jerusha Abbott so that makes it fairly easy for me to relate to her. And I actually laughed out loud reading some parts!!!! It's a splendid read! I LOVE IT. It's going into my all time favorites list. (I may change my mind though.) By the way, the title is not for nothing. I read Daddy Long Legs on the net. It was my first time reading an eBook! I sound pretty Barbaric but what the heck. I would love to buy actual books to read but books cost. I got no money. So broke that I couldn't even pay attention. HeeHee.

If you're a girl, you should really give this book a try.

Just to clarify, I'm not really a fan of Twilight. I read the book due to all the hype about it. People told me it's romantic, good bla bla bla. What?! I'm a curious soul. I've actually given it two more chances since then, I've read New Moon and Breaking Dawn. Meh. *whispers* I prefer Vampire Diaries! How I wish Bonnie and Damon would have something going on...bloody series ruin it! L.J. Smith is a really good supernatural/romance author. Love her Night World series! Preferences people, it's a free world and there's no need for harsh judgment. *sort of trying to defend myself because I read vampire fictions.*

Been cooped up in the house for four consecutive days now. It was by choice as I was too lazy to jog and had no money to go out. (Daddy Long Legs, wherefore art thou?) Hence, I stay at home and read...oh yes, I feel so smart now... and skipped lunch et dinner but got FATTER! Know why?! Because I'm freaking addicted to peanut butter!!!! A spoonful of it is oh-so-sinfully yummy and very unhealthy. So I try to psycho myself that eating two passion fruits can reduce the unhealthiness level. My actions are just so superfluous.

Relax. I do not double dip!

Just because.

On a Lazy Day

2011-07-22T16:53:00.004+08:00

Currently reading The Orchard Keeper by Cormac McCarthy. There's a lot of description on the hot weather, the barren land and conversations are in the Southern American slang...I'm tryin' me best to eemagine it all, sho ain't easay. Bought this book in Tesco for RM5. Why not? I'll give it a try.

I love love love fat, juicy, sweet strawberries! Who doesn't?! It's even better eating it whilst reading a book, or just looking out your window day-dreaming.

I have a certain likeness towards classics. The way they act and their speech just seems so authentic, so unscripted. It's just nice hearing them talk. I would definitely leave the television switched on just to hear their voices even though I'm occupied with something else. It gives me a homey vibe. The above film is Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf. The entire film consists of only four actors and I think only three settings yet it's still engaging. Genius.

Yup, this is pretty much I do on a lazy day. I watch films, read a book, munch on snacks or eat some fruits.

The Female Anglerfish's Awesomeness

2011-07-19T16:37:00.002+08:00

Today is a quiet day. I like it.

The TV's switched off, my brother is quietly playing his computer games, my mom is taking a long nap, my dad's working, and I'm at the dining table facing my Netbook reading articles, typing this post and forcing myself to finish a cup of water. Everyone is out of sight, it's very quiet save the sound of the rotating fan. I think I get the feel of living alone and I think I like it.

Did you know that a male Anglerfish lives solely to mate with a female Anglerfish? The male Anglerfish is born tiny and has problems finding and eating food, so they have to quickly find a mate and literally fuse with them. The males have this super ability to detect pheromones of a female Anglerfish and once they detected the scent, they'll quickly swim towards the said scent. When he finally found the female, he starts biting the female's body and then his mouth starts to digest...then his digestive organs, brains, heart until nothing is left except his gonads which the female can later use to impregnate herself. The female Anglerfish can even fuse with several males at any one time! Female Anglerfish- awesome, male Anglerfish- sucks. I'm really amused.

Awesome or what?

Abrupt end.

L'inconnu et Mes Souhaits

2011-07-18T15:16:00.105+08:00

Pourquoi quand j'ai trouvée librement, je ne fais rien. Je pense que l'autres sont vivre ses vit mais pas moi. Moi, je me sens morte à l'intérieur. Je ne sais que comment écrire sur mon mécontentement constante dans la vie. Je suis une personne triste et tu le sais.

C'est trés difficile changer ta vie. Tout le monde le sait. Je veux changement mais je ne sais pas comment changer. Je suis triste aujourd'hui. Tu peux raconter par la lecture. Je me dire la vie continue et je dois rester forte. Merde.

I'm frustrated. I can't sleep even though I have nothing to worry about. That's a God damn problem. I need calming pills or something that hits me in the head and makes me black out. I'm really very very deprived of sleep. Oh sleep, please come to me. I crave nothing except for a peaceful sleep tonight, no more lucid dreams or strong twitching or waking up in the middle of the night. Please give me a peace of mind.

If I go on not sleeping, I should just pray to be turned into a nocturnal owl.

Digressing,

Sometimes, I wish that I could be 4 years old again but with the knowledge I now have. Life may be better then...because I know what to do and how to avoid future mistakes and make new, hopefully milder mistakes. Get it? But you know what's even better? Peter Pan and Neverland. I tend to wish for a teenage version of Peter Pan so that he can take me to Neverland. Neverland to me, is a beautiful island where time froze. It's sorta stagnant but I like the idea of it. I'll be a teenager forever, I'll have ALL THE TIME IN THE WORLD to do everything I want and when I'm bored being in Neverland, I can always fly back to the world and travel bla bla bla. After that, I can always fly towards the second star to the right, returning back to Neverland. Oh yeah, escapism I like.

In my Neverland, I can be a mermaid if I wanted to and party like how teenagers do in the Uglies series. It's quite a different idea from Heaven and Hell altogether because there can't be so many versions of Heaven....right?

The hole looks so endless.

The unknown (future) is really terrifying because I do think about the probabilities, miracles apart. I can't do everything, I can't have everything I want but I can see others having exactly everything I wanted yet not getting what they themselves want. What shit is this?! I passionately despise the unfairness in the world. Sometimes, I really wish for a classless society. Marxism, equality but this equality isn't fair too because the lazy asses will be getting as much as the hardworking ones. It isn't fair. What we have now isn't fair neither because some lazy bums just get their inheritance and the hard workers still remain poor because they did not and never will have the opportunity to improve.

I think what I really want is to find Utopia. An ideal place for everyone. Everyone will actually smile at everyone and they'll get a smile in return instead of a weird look. Nobody would be envious of anybody. No outcasts, no hate, minimal cum acceptable unfairness. Is that even possible?

This leads me to a mild suspicion that there are groups of people out there who has created their own Utopia. You know, they isolated themselves from society and went to a secluded island to start their own. Founder effect apart, I think that's pretty awesome. Everyone's ideology is the same, all schismatics will be banished. People found peace, they finally pursued happiness. If I'm more courageous, I would go hunt for my Utopia...or maybe form my own. Who's with me?

Hello.

I reread my old posts and find myself freaking whiny so...I'll try my best not to whine and complain so much in life anymore. (Tough luck) I'm seriously lacking of sleep. Anyways, all frustrations aside, I'm actually doing fine. Went for the Jog For Hope Charity Run yesterday and covered 6km. It's actually good for me to just jog and run and walk for distances because it reduces risks of having cardiovascular diseases and cancer and all.

If you're worried about things. Read this piece. I hope it helps.

Whenever I start to think about my results, I hyperventilate.

Pleasure Leisure

2011-07-10T22:02:00.002+08:00

I've graduated from high school two years ago and this will be the first time I'm writing an article for the school magazine. Being that naive little girl who aspired to be a journalist as I was, I used to want to write for the school magazine but did not have the guts to let people read my stuff and was so clueless as to when I was supposed to hand in my article. Also, lazy to go find out. Now given the chance, one whole freaking page to write a French-English article, I'm totally not psyched. They offered me this opportunity two years late. I don't know what to write about and I...have better things to do? OMGOMGOMG bloody clueless!

#WARNING: THIS IS A VERY PICTURE-HEAVY POST.

Like I said in my previous post, I went to Malacca and I made an equation! *omgsolame*
College mates + 2 vans + Booze + Wayfarers + Colourful clothings = Blissful summer vacation.

The bungalow was really nice but I didn't take any pictures while it was still clean and neat so no pictures. Meh. Actually, all of us went there to chill and hang out. Hence, we didn't really search for good local food, visit heritage landmarks and all. We just walked around and laugh. There's really nothing much to talk about, just see the pictures.

I fell deeply in love with this lamppost because it made me look tall! Awesome lamppost, I love you!

One friend even brought along some nice clothing just in case we decided to go clubbing in Malacca. =.=

I'm frying nuggets and sotong balls for the first time! Wheee!

We all fried the balls, nuggets and sausages together. All doing it for the first time and miraculously, we were all unharmed! Nah, I say because we're awesome. *narcissists*

The guys were preparing the barbecue pit.

Superman/ likeaboss

This is a notebook I bought because I find it cute.

Rings, RM5 each! Really cheap bargain!

I wanna go on a vacation again. Someone give me money please. Thank you.

Collège Pas Plus

2011-07-02T00:09:00.001+08:00

Hey guys and girls! Exams are finally done with, Oh good riddance! HAHAHA... I was excited but then exams were over for almost a week now and so I couldn't give two hoots about it anymore, the euphoric feeling you get upon regaining your once lost freedom has already died down for me. You know, like how you got yourself a pair of freaking awesome shoes but after your second wear you feel it's just another pair of shoes because the novelty has died down. Heh. But nonetheless, I'm happy to be done with college and I hope to stay done.

So for this whole week, I gave myself some leeway (I find this quite ironic since I'm already free yet I still have to allow myself to be more free than how I already am free. Get it??? *self-restraining*) and literally did nothing productive except cleaning one of my rooms (Yes, I have two bedrooms but I'm gonna shift everything out of the other room because two rooms for me is just too much to handle and a waste of space. The soon-to-be empty room will be a guest room. So are you homeless? Come stay with me! [No, I'm just joking. Do not come, I wouldn't welcome you.]) I also did some shopping and I'm VERY VERY broke now. I need a job that pays me at least RM1.6k per month. Anyone can help out? I'm a very good dog walker and office girl. I've been a teacher's assistant before but my friends think I'm mean to kids...I really am not! Okay, so those who stares rudely at me or whack me for no reason, yes, I would definitely not like them so much but...I'm quite good. I play with them, as in play in the playground and with Legos and dolls. I also teach them arts and crafts too although I suck at making them but you know what they say "those who can't, teach.". Ahhh... I really need a job that pays good so I can afford the activities I want to participate during my gap year.

*GASP* GAP YEAR?! YES.

Because I really need time to think. The soul-searching crap, some people say it is overrated but I really need it.(This is just a bonus, I'm forced to take a gap year because my results will be out on August and the universities I want to enroll in for a particular course only have July intakes and they don't accept forecast results, hence, gap year.) I have a lot of things I want to do and I'm not going to list out my plans here because I'm afraid I might jinx them. Right, I'm actually very superstitious when it comes to all these even though deep down inside I know all these are stupid bull. I can tell you one thing though, I planned to paint my toes and I did it! Yay!

Will be heading off to Malacca with my college mates next week! It'll be fun.

Fifty People One Question

2011-06-18T12:33:00.000+08:00

Hey, let's take time to learn a little bit about some of the people in our world and ask yourself those questions too. Click away and have a nice day!

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Fifty People One Question :: New York, NY

Flu Bug

2011-06-11T00:06:00.000+08:00

I did not have my breakfast today.

The day is coming to an end in 4 minutes. In short, it's late. And I'm here, with this torturous runny nose typing out a post which nobody except for a rare few read. Hope I'm helping you procrastinate in a very entertaining and guiltless way. Highly doubt it's entertaining though.Who cares, this is my virtual space. I'm gonna type out whatever I want and maybe read what I've typed out after 10 years and laugh at how stupid I was...and hope that I could time-travel back to this moment to slap myself for being so stupid. What a banal sentence that was and I regret typing it out but I refuse to delete it because it really was what I was thinking about.

Just a random thought, I think Risotto is a very appropriate dish to order on a first date. Really, no mess will be made unless you're a sloppy eater. Pasta is good too but there is a risk of you staining your shirt/dress with the sauce when you slurp your pasta because it has an awkward length and you can't wrap it fully around the fork. Hope you get what I mean. And yes, do not order Seafood Risotto, it'll be hard to de-shell the prawns. But of course you can Google "How to de-shell a prawn using a fork." I just did. They have videos, go watch them. Yeah, just master the skill(s) of eating Risotto gracefully and you'll have a fine first date. That is if the guy is taking you out for dinner and it's Italian. Tough luck on that one. Or you can just boldly suggest or hint him by telling him Italian's your favorite. Meh.

I just can't deal with runny noses and messed up minds right now. Nights.