Lena's

Thoughts for the.. New year?

2012-01-25T02:37:00.000+08:00

I was told that the first sentence of an article is what draws a person's attention. But from what I see nowadays, it's a picture, and image of a person barely dressed with a face imitating a duck covered with thick make up. I never really joined blogger functions, but I join contests. I wish I started off like how the rest did, and are making it big, but guess my story is different, I decided to do things the harder way because I do not see myself barely dressed, looking photoshoped and I never had intentions of being a model... and to think of it, what if I lived another life?

Contented as I am, with my family, relatives, friends, without a doubt, I feel loved, I feel protected, I am aware that there are many people supporting me from every corner of my life, but there always was that inner yearning in me that wanted to go all out, to sing in a band, to join performing arts, to dance, to live a life of a young adult. I don't party, I don't go out late nights, the only way I enjoy life is to go on holiday trips or just stay at home, read, and snooze. Many times I wished I could turn back the hands of time and at least have the chance to live life having all the fun, but looking at where I am now, I skipped that phase, and realizing too soon, that life ain't about all that fun, and it isn't about all the work too. Truth be known, I don't even have the energy for that sort of fun. When I do intend to go out to party, people are just.. occupied.

I officially hit 22. Most people would think it isn't such a big deal because most people are older than me by years.. YEARS! I don't think it's much of a big deal too prolly because I jumped into the working wagon, without knowing, too soon, and even when I was studying, I jumped into the oldies wagon too because I chose home instead of the outside fun 90% of the time.

But there's an irony. as much as I feel that I've skipped the young adult phase, people still see me as the young kid. ALL the time, I'm not sure if it's the hair, the height or the face, but as much as I feel.. older than what I'm supposed to be, I'm treated like the baby of the clan. I don't get invited to parties, some people still keep secrets from me thinking i'm THAT naive, a pro and con thing, since I could.. "poker face" my way around. But seriously? There comes a time when I ask myself, who am I? cuz, I'm always neither here nor there, and it gets to me a little. And the weird thing is? I don't know who I'm telling this to. it's just a rant, and when I read this, (if I read this) in 10 years time, I'll prolly laugh at myself. Maybe this is like.. my own comic strip in the making, so that when I'm stressed, I come back again, to laugh at the asshole I am.

Then it comes to love. People are getting married, in and out of relationships and myself? I'm just scared. Not scared of the fact that I won't get married for the rest of my life and stay single with 5 cats and 5 dogs at home, or scared of getting hurt, because I never got hurt, just got pissed off at maturity of guys and men I meet along the way. The amount of annoying guys are JUST TOO HIGH! Seriously, if you're my friend and if you'd want me to talk about all the guys I meet, I'd be glad to share their individual profiles. I'm not choosy, but I'm sure my family, friends, relatives would not want to see me dating an asshole or a total moron right. I never believed in the right guy too, because there never will be. We'll just have to.. compromise. always.

Work. I already have a job secured in my hand, I work part time now and after July, I'll be there full time. but many times, I wonder if this was what I really wanted? yes and no, pro's and con's. I am glad to be able to be in the situation I'm in, but again, many times I wonder, why did I choose this path? Why am I always so concerned about earning my dough so I do not need to rely on my parents? Why am I so independent? Why do I put myself through this?

No idea what's in store for this year, but I hold on. and like the previous years, here's my new 3 word goal/resolution. Focus, Determination and Patience.

Goodbye may seem forever

2012-01-15T15:49:00.003+08:00

I grew up in a family of 5, 2 older brothers, both 10 and 7 years apart. but what brought us together, being close despite the age gap, was my stuffed animals. As simple as they are, but they sure hold a lot of memories. Times when I'd name them with ideas from my family, times when I'd play with them together with my brothers, times when I bring at least ONE for a family trip. Giving them away was the hardest, and still is the hardest part. Till today, I still intend to keep them, but I guess there comes a time when you just gotta bless others just as how these lifeless things has blessed me in the little ways. I intend to give them away, somewhere in the middle of this year, but before I do so, I took the initiative to take pictures of em, and thought I'd blog about them so at least I'd have a written memory of all my childhood toys

This, is grandpa Koala, not because he's the longest stuffed toy I've gotten, it's because he looks like the oldest compared to the rest. The following photo is his grand-daughter, Koali.

I've gotten Koali way back when I was 5 or 6 in Los Angeles, ever since then, she was one of my favourite toy, I brought her everywhere I went, she was suppose to be holding a leaf, but I took it off, forgot why..

This is Juicy. Her name was suggested by my brother, Gary. She has a heart there saying I need Love, and the heart was really fat, hence the name. She was also one of the toys I'd bring along on an occasional basis, remember bringing her to a supermarket once. Used to have another stuffed rabbit named, Thumper, he was given away a few years back together with my other stuffed toys, regretted that move, because I wasn't smart enough to take a picture of him.

This is Meeko. I'm sure you remember the cartoon, Pocahontas? yea, his name was inspired by that cartoon, and there was this phase when I was crazy about raccoon's. He has a sad face, but it's one of those toys I'd always play with when I'm at home, he used to be a chef.

This is Bobby. My brother got him from somewhere for free. He is always known as the quiet dog, reserved and always lonely. not many toys enjoy his company because he rather keep things to himself. but he is a good listener, always sits. :)

Flipper! Got her from waterworld LA, if I'm not mistaken. has really adorable blue eyes and great for hugging.

Pink Panther and Chicken Little! Pink panther was also a gift, as you can see, and it was during Christmas as well. He has really long arms with Velcro at the tip of his hands, so normally I'd wrap him around my neck, and pretend i'm bringing him for a piggy back ride. Chick Lil was from McDonalds.

Dae Lim, is the name of this raccoon. WHY?! well, because there's a tag at the side, I didn't know what to name her, hence I decided to just follow the tag. She's a puppet, full of character, always ready to give a nice warm hug. I used to bring her to my cousin's house to play.

Hush. I'm not sure if I had spelling problems back then, but I always thought of this Husky, as a Hush Puppy. He's from Korea, mom and dad went on holiday back then and bought him for me because I insisted they got something for me when I was stuck at home.

MooMoo. The fat cow, really huggable, hence the reason why I love hugs too. She's one of those toys that I can never part with, I don't know why, but there comes a time when I just have to say bye, even though it's the hardest thing to do. She has a little beeper on her leg, used to have a bell, but took it off.. cuz it got quite annoying

Bean. I can't quite remember if Mr Bean named his bear, I know Garfield called his bear, Pooki, but I'm not sure bout Bean's, hence I named this bear, the original bear, with the exact material, Bean. Was also a gift, he came in a cheese biscuit box. YES, I can remember, and that actually shows how much all these toys mean to me.

Scott! A free gift from that Tissue box. No, seriously. There's a tissue brand called Scott, and yes, there's a tag on his butt too. I wasn't a fan of bears, but this bear was one of those... "chilling" bears. Look how he sits properly. He's really soft too and has soft hands.

Polly and Ellie, redeemed them from this coupon thing way back when Parkson was the In-Thing. I also have the Monkey and the Pig, but my brother took them. They're in his room now.

Puma! My little cousin sister gave it to me as a gift. A really cute leopard. He's kinda shy, but really adorable

Dew! Named her Dew because she is a humble stuffed animal, doesn't have great fur, but really soft and cuddly. pull her ears back and she becomes a sea lion.

So there you have it... the family of toys that I will be giving away, but if you do want one, you can let me know before I give them away in February or so.I do intend to sell them at Rm10 each, and you get another one for free. Do let me know if you're interested. All proceeds will go to the Turtle Conservation Centre in Terengganu, it's not much, but it's something at least. If I don't sell them, I make kids happy, if I sell em, I make our sea turtles have a slightly higher chance of living.

I've also have some which I'm keeping and here's the list!

Momo. A chinese looking dog, given by my brother not too long ago when he was out having lunch, then this guy was selling stuffed toys for charity, he has a cute character, being all fat and chubby, carrying his tiny sling bag around. Not sure what's inside.

George. A wombat, given by an uncle I used to know. that uncle's name was Uncle John. He and his wife are from Australia. I've never heard of them ever since they gave me this, way back when I was 8.

Steven! The german shepherd given by both my parents when I was attending this Residential Bible School in 2008. He's one worth keeping because he looks exactly like a german shepherd puppy. I still hug him to sleep at nights too.

Wally. Another dolphin from Waterworld. He's like the black sheep of the family, hence I find it hard to just give him away like that. my brother and I just love having him around

Russel. The black rabbit, in loving memory of my late, real rabbit, Russel. :) Got him from Ikea, many MANY years back with my brother. Another poker face stuffed toy, looks quiet, but he's a really sweet thing.

Mr NY bear, and Kirby. NY bear was my LAST toy I bought overseas. Probably because it was my LAST holiday and flight on MAS. I went to Stockholm first, then over to NY, and got him from the airport cuz mom insisted I got something as a remembrance. I did, and there was no regrets. Kirby however, was given by Gary, a lil plushie from memory lane, and reminds me very much of my long lost dog and friend, Sam. the dog who farts and cries when he makes a mess and as he watches me clean it up.

And of course, Itchy. the Dinosaur, older than me. Was my eldest brother's dino, passed down to my second brother, passed down to me. He probably had a name change when it reached me though. because I liked his hind legs and how it could use its leg to scratch his itchy head. THIS, is the only stuffed toy so far, that has been on MANY trips with me, and still does. His last trip, was Bali.

So there you have it, my furry friends, some of which will part from me very soon. It's one of those moment when you sing that song...

Goodbye may seem forever

Farewell is like the end

But in my heart is a memory

And there you'll always be.

Back on track

2012-01-08T21:20:00.002+08:00

So it's the new year, one week through, and yep, after months of being on hiatus, I thought I'd just start writing again, though I know i've prolly lost most of my readership, but oh well, shit happens. I didn't get to blog about my movies, my Aladdin play, my experience in lagoon, my life... I really miss those days. but we move on. oh, I've cut my hair.

I'm no longer working with Sunway Lagoon as I've found a new place to work now, a.. real job so to say, that requires me to join the rat race every morning, as a congress secretariat at PJ. It's an interesting job I must say, good benefits too. I do miss working as a lifeguard at lagoon, where I meet people of various characters, I even got to watch Aladdin the Musical for free! I climbed slides, built some muscles, I had another extended family of different races. It was an interesting job I never regretted applying for, the joy every time I wake up in the morning, looking forward to work in a place somewhat similar to the beach, but there comes a time when I move on to pursue something better that'd change my life.

I work everyday, and have classes 3 days a week. It's funny how I landed in this, but I must say, we ought to live life with no regrets, so what I've chosen, this life I live now, is a blessing in disguise. It's all about time management and how much faith I have in the One above who's gonna guide me through this. I don't go to church as often as I do compared to last time, but my faith, is still as strong as before. I'd be an asshole if I were to just forget all He has done, all I've been through and all that I've learnt.

So yea, it's the start of a new year, a new journey and beginning of everything. I do look forward to what is to come, and I do hope I get to update this place often. I randomly took part in Project 365, which requires me to take a photo a day, and I'm kinda enjoying it, you can find my pictures here.

I'm looking forward to blog about my stuffed toys that will be on sale at rm10 each, so do check them out next week. till then.

My grandfather

2011-10-05T16:27:00.003+08:00

My grandfather and I

He used to drink a lot, smoke a lot, and didn't have a good past with my late grandmother, he did many mistakes in life, but we're all human, we age, and we forgive. Because, in everyone, there's always a heart. My grandfather, had a heart that loved, a heart that was carefree, and the same heart that was strong.

I wasn't too close to him in my earlier years, but visited him often during Chinese New year, or any other occasion.. until he started having dementia at an early stage, he stayed with us for awhile.

It was then I started to get to know him as my grandfather, what he did in the past, what he liked, what he enjoyed doing with his friends, his childhood, his view on karaokes and his interest in motorbikes.

Shopping with the family

I still remember the funny moment when we had to share the same toilet, he has this habit of placing his towel on the door, and I have the habit of wiping my face after I wash it.. When I realized it wasn't my towel, I washed my face again and told him about it, and all he did was just smile, and said, it's clean. I'm not sure about that, but.. it's never nice wiping your face on someone else's towel. Finding him in shopping malls and ensuring that he doesn't walk off by himself to the toilet was also a pretty interesting adventure

He used to tell me about his childhood days when he joined the church choir with his siblings, his father was a pastor, he was very proud of those moments, I could even sense his joy when he talks about it. It was one of those moments I treasure most with my grandfather apart from the other time when I fetched him to my uncle's place, we talked about Pulau Ketam, Klang, and what he did there when he was young. He always had this warm smile whenever we said hi, or even if it's a simple question asking if he's full, and if he enjoyed his meal.

His big appetite showed me the reason to always enjoy my food no matter how big the portion is, and also to always clean your plate. Never to complain in life and to receive whatever that's given to you with open arms, always, say thank you.

My grandfather was a very strong man, who never complained about pain, always wanted to do things himself, his way, even if he may find it a lil difficult to walk down the stairs. He would say he's always alright no matter what, but things changed over time.

Recently, he was ill and things weren't going too well, he lost his appetite, he was sick, and we realized he has been holding on for a very long time. I knew that his condition wasn't treatable, but I never knew that he passed away so soon.

It was on a Saturday when I visited him, he responded when I said hi, and to hold his hand was comforting. After many years of being apart, not needing him to be cared for, I fed him and wiped him for the first time, cared for him, not knowing that it would be my last.

and the greatest thing my grandfather has taught me indirectly? acceptance, and forgiveness, as well as love. The picture of him, holding my late grandmother's hands when she was striving to survive her last hours, shows me that, despite all, he still wanted to love her.. yes, he may have left a big scar in her, but I guess somewhere in him he always wanted to seek for that forgiveness, after so many years, and during family gatherings, he always wanted to strike little conversations with her.. that is love, even if it wasn't exactly mutual because of scars of the past, but his action spoke to me and will be remembered.

My grandfather, distant he was in the past, but the 8 months spent with him when he stayed with me, and with my uncle, were the months I'd treasure the most, realizing, that he wasn't just a man with a strong heart, he was a man, with a heart of gold.

RIP gong gong. Will be missing you.

Life at Sunway Lagoon

2011-09-06T23:40:00.004+08:00

Sunway Lagoon Entrance.. and the hangout spot.

I didn't get the wildlife job ~~yet~~, reason being they didn't know when to schedule me just yet, hence I took the leap of faith, and signed up to be a lifeguard/pool attendant, and I got it.

Have been working there for the past 1 week, during the Raya break, and it has not only been a good experience, meeting many people of different backgrounds, listening to different scream pitches, it has also been a great week spent. I never knew I'd survive a job like this, but I actually did, and I fell in love with it as well.

Yea, there were concerns from various parties saying that I might get darker after this, etc. but when you need that decent amount of money, and when you have the time, why not sacrifice it for a little while? I will be here till the end of September maybe, or who knows I might consider continuing till October instead if the wildlife park doesn't call me up.

This is the Congo Challenge (slide)

So, what do I do in Sunway Lagoon? I press the green buttons at the big slides, I teach people how to go down the congo slide, I make sure kids do not climb on the kids slides or push other kids down the slide, I pass tubes to people, make sure people are moving forward while lining up, what else, I make sure all of em are in the correct attire. In the morning, if I'm stationed at the congo slide, I'm required to pick leaves, wipe the slide, and throw rubbish away.

Working here has not only built my inner character to be patient when it comes to people who ask nonsensical questions, it has also made me see the different cultures and attitudes of everyone else. It serves as a big reminder that, no one is ever the same, people can never be trusted, and if you enjoy what you're doing, it wouldn't be called a Job.

I can't find a picture of the Kids pool, so I'll just take another picture
of the slide

Do I get weird people asking for my number, or even attempting to see my name tag? yes I do. But it's all part of working in an industry like that. I've also learnt how to say no to people even if they try to show me their innocent face, or if their kid just stands there and cry. I've even come to a point whereby I just can't stand crying Iranian kids. Their eyelashes are so long, when they cry, it's really scary.

Apart from little life lessons to learn, I've became slightly stronger, I don't get headaches often, I can withstand heat, I can run up and down the stairs 3 times a day, and jump over short railings. I've came to enjoy this new lifestyle of mine, even if it's just a part time thing. Unfortunately, this will come to an end, and I will have to accept it either way.. but that day, won't be too soon I hope.

So yea, there you have it, my new part time job, nothing to do with SEGi, but a good addition to my resume in the future. And who knows, maybe I'll just learn a little bit of surfing while I'm there.

Apes, and the imaginary life at the zoo.

2011-08-23T17:52:00.000+08:00

This, is not a movie review, I do not write reviews, if you want reviews, you go to electroshadow.com! This is a post solely based on how I felt and what I held close to my heart throughout two movies in 2 weeks. Wouldn't expect you to watch them after reading this, but I've got to say, Rise of the Planet of the Apes, is highly recommended.

Favourite part of the movie, not just because he was home,
was also because at this point, I recalled the whole movie,
and was in awe..

I love animals, because no matter what kind they are, they're still very much closely related to us, the only difference is that, they can't speak (okay, parrots can) . Often times, animals are better than us as well. Evolution has brought us so far, and many times, if you realize, humans are not playing their roles as humans. We're out there destroying something, be it on a small scale or a big scale, and we lie.

I'll be honest, and say that, I had to save up to watch these two movies, you must be thinking, "seriously? you can't afford rm6 for a movie?" Well, truthfully, yes. Times are bad ya know. Gotta spend wisely, and save every penny. How did you think I managed to go to Penang, AND bali after that? All savings. And apparently savings will decrease, so that is why, I applied for a part time job at Sunway Lagoon's wildlife park, which I don't think I'll get considering the fact that not only did I get empty promises, I had to bear with their busy lifestyle and wait for them to return my call. Therefore, I am thinking maybe I should apply for an online freelance writing job as well. But that, is still pending, not sure if I have the time because I do have to juggle my studies as well, was unhappy (still am) with last semesters results, got all B's, when I hoped and prayed for at least 1 A, but that didn't happen. I could, focus solely on my studies, but I think, nah, that's what I did last semester, and I don't want to do it again this semester, hence, I registered myself for 5 subjects, with two days break, excluding the weekends. I just don't see the reason why I should give my all to my studies when the outcome is just like that. Here's the analogy, I gave my life to my studies last two months, and all I got was...a guitar pick, when I deserved a les paul. Imagine the pain and the anger mixed up altogether, I can never forget, but of course, that's life, it's unfair, and you'll never get what you want or deserve, just like how I want to work in the park, but I can't get it... as of now, I still want to remain positive about it.

These two movies, different genres, and different feelings altogether. I cried watching Rise of the planet of the apes, because of how emotionally filled it was, not your like your sappy Korean dramas, but CGI effects, made the apes so real, I felt how they felt, being captivated,being betrayed by people I trust, and just being different. Caesar was the hero of the show, and still is in my heart even if he was just fake. It's sad to see, how people want to fight the course of nature, because day by day, we're getting more advance, smarter. Aging is recorded in history textbooks because now we have anti-aging serums, plastic surgery, and stuff alike, that stops us from growing old, naturally. The movie gave people a wake up call, not to mess with the apes, and when things are meant to be, you just can't stop it from happening. Disappointments, they happen, meant to be, and we just got to accept it and move on. Just like how, I move on. So fine, I've fallen short of that A, but screw that shit.

Zookeeper 2011. Friendship, knows no boundaries? I personally
liked this gorilla, Bernie.

I never believed in keeping my pets in the cage longer than a day. Hence, I take my hamster out every night, and my dogs and cats are never caged at home. Because it restricts them from having fun, and just enjoying the space that they're suppose to have. But zookeeper, was good. Wasn't a movie about the animals in the zoo, but more towards a zookeeper's life, and how the animals in the zoo broke their code of silence, just to help him out with his relationship. A cute, entertaining film, nothing too deep, nor too hardcore, was just plain fun, as I sipped on my iced-coke in a cinema that was barely full, alone, all the way at the back. it's therapeutic, it's one of those moments I actually enjoy by myself. and even though, animals don't talk in real life, but they do understand you, true story bro. How my retriever would take his walking leash to show that he wants to go for a walk, how he would take my dad's shoe and put it in front of the door, along with the socks. How my other dogs, know how to sit, obey, and wait for their food. And how my cats know that I'm feeling down, when I need a hug, and how they know when to wake me up when they need to pee or eat outside of my room. I enjoyed the fact that, even though it's mainly a fun film to watch, it was a simple reminder that in life, people want to make money out of you, as much as you don't want a car, businessmen, advertisers, salesmen, would pound the idea in you, telling you, you need one. And in turn, we work our way around to earn money ourselves. We bend ethics to earn a decent living. (that's what I learnt in Business Ethics class) Also, one very important lesson? advises don't work for everyone. As much as the animals wanted to help, they didn't managed to, because it couldn't be applied in the zookeepers life. You live your life, you make mistakes, and you learn it yourself. Opinions are what helps us think, and that's why I'm thankful for people who would give their opinions and share some joy when I'm feeling down.

I better prepare for my presentation. and probably read up abit.. no harm in trying to work hard again, I guess? Till then. : )

Comfort food

2011-08-17T01:14:00.000+08:00

Instant noodles in a cup, not the healthiest option,
but I love it anyway

Malaysian's live to eat, therefore it's no surprise when I eat at ungodly hours such as 12am-1am,or even 3am, if I need the energy to go save the world at night. I don't live a very healthy lifestyle, I adore mamak hangouts with my friends, and most of the time, when I'm all alone on a cold day, a hot cup of instant noodles, as I cuddle up in bed, wins anything else, hands down.

Yea, go on, lecture me about the hazardous plastic that melts and sticks to my intestines, or my hair might fall and I'd be bald even before 50, at least I don't do it often, and I do drink loads of water. Sometimes, these comfort foods are the ones that keep us sane to go through the day. Nope, not very stressed now, but just wanting to eat something, to feel... nice, all warm and fuzzy on a day off from college, work, outings, or anything else.

There are many types of other comfort food, some would go for a salad, some would go for chocolates, cakes or biscuits, some would just sip on hot chocolate/coffee/ lattes, and some would go for ice-cream, which I always do, when I've a bigger budget to spend. As of now, I am a little bit financially dry, hence, I've to succumb to instant noodles.

It's one of those... cheaper ways to enjoy life. I love hanging out and getting to know people, no kidding, but sometimes, going out too often makes you too tired. I'm thankful to have a big network of friends, but it's sad to know that some would not understand that I can't spend every week with them, very blessed to have friends who do understand.

What else do I like to eat? they've got to be marshmallow with cereal... a hint of sweetness, drenched with milk, and healthy cereal, this, would be my healthier option of what I call, the comfort food.

But of course, I don't get this often. They are not exactly cheap, nor do they replenish themselves in the cupboard, unlike instant noodles, they're always there and they're always available, because their cheap, and easy to get.

Then there's also, cheese. Eat a slice, and I can skip lunch. But of course I do not do that often, being me, I'll still eat some more. Sometimes I'd have a small bowl of tomyam soup with my nasi goreng ketam for lunch, that my friend, is also a sort of comfort food after class. The hint of spicy, sour flavoured soup is good enough to perk up any given weekday.

This, is Leicester cheese. one slice, would send you flying. for a cheese fan like me, this is THE cheese, with it's strong cheesy flavor and it's cheesy texture, toasting it on bread is close to eating a pizza, but better. It is not mozzarella, but it's Leicester (pronounce, leshter) cheese, from London. Pretty pricey though, very thankful that I got one block for free. thanks to a friend who came back from London, you can get one block from Carrefour too at Rm20.

I better stop now, before I start scavenging for more food to eat. I started off with instant noodles and was suppose to stop there, but I ended up talking bout other comfort food too, talk about the never ending train of thoughts.

My solo trip to Bali, Indonesia

2011-08-15T14:50:00.000+08:00

This, marks the second time I've been to Bali since 2007, fell in love with the place once, and there can only be a reason to go there the second time, not to do the same ol' sight seeing, but to go there and enjoy the lifestyle, the sun, the beach, the company of the locals there. If ever I do get another golden opportunity to head over to Bali, I would, take up surfing.

Hotel Pullman Legian, Bali

Went there by AirAsia, where I had a 90% off for my ticket, hence I only paid a small amount of Rm165 a ticket to Bali, but going back from Bali to Malaysia, my ticket only costs RM109, excluding airport tax. My accommodation was free as well because my cousin brother was working there for some time. Was more than glad to be able to go back, to the land where I had the heart for since young, the land with beautiful people, awesome beaches, and breath-taking weather. It only took me one day to talk to my cousin, one day to change money and pack my bag, and the next day, I went to the place they call, Paradise island.

view from where I was seated by the pool

I spent my first day chilling by the garden pool, and watching kites fly as I sat and day dream at the balcony in the hotel room. Didn't plan to walk all out on the first day, because I thought I would do that on the other days. since I've already been to the other places around me.

Sunset by the beach

Despite the uneven pavements, and narrow roads, I had an awesome time nonetheless. Definitely not "disabled"people friendly, or for people who are clumsy. I could count the number of times I nearly tripped and fell. But of course, I didn't. I went to most places by foot on the second day, didn't go too far, the longest walk was 1 hour and 30 minutes, close to 4km, that was the first day when I headed over to Geneva, a handicraft warehouse where they sold a whole bunch of knick-knacks, decorations,and whatever not, total of 3 floors worth. But being someone who only shops for what is needed, I only managed to get, what was needed, and a few extra stuff for myself. another one hour and a half back to the hotel, I decided to call it a day, and sun myself at the rooftop pool, and walk by the beach. It was very enjoyable, as I got to sit down and watch the sunset all by myself, look at the people who are surfing along with the big waves, and at the same time admire the airplanes as they land at the airport from afar.

Rooftop pool

I only started planning my trip, and where I wanted to go on the plane while I was on the way to Bali, so on the third day, I thought I'd just walk to Kuta, which took me about 30minutes, and did a little shopping, not much, since I hate bargaining, and then I walked back to the hotel, changed, and headed to the garden pool instead to sun myself. It amazes me, even though I spent at least half an hour under the sun, I'm still the same skin tone. Makes me look so weak most of the time. But anyway, this was the day when I went over to the beach again, and it was when I met with a few friends whom I didn't expect I'd keep in touch with till today. They are indonesian born and bred, coming from different parts of Indonesia, which are Jakarta, Surabaya and whatever not. Christians, and really talented too. I found it a total privilege to be able to meet and spend a very short time with them, knowing that, they're not all just average stereotypes. It's rather unfortunate for them to be in situations they are in, but truth to be told, some have a rather big heart for bigger things which they can't afford and would love to seek help for it.

I was thinking,if I came here with a few people, I would not be able to step out from the comfort zone, and to get to know people like that. We would probably end up surfing, and treating them as a worker, instead of a friend. I'm really glad I came to know them as friends. Not just because of a networking or marketing scheme, but because of the fact that, at the end of the day, we all need friends to share opinions, talk and just know one another, and maybe help each other in the littlest ways we can.

The crowd on Friday

As I was walking to Geneva, at Jln Kerobokan. on Thursday.

I slept here for half an hour under the sun.

Night view from the balcony

I spent the 3 nights with my cousin brother who was working there, had a clear view of what his work was like, and on the 3rd night before I left for the next day, with 4 bottles of Bintang Beer, we sat and talked for hours. One of those moments in life when you wish you can have here in the big city.

Indonesia's Independence day was nearing.

On the fourth, and last day, it was then I packed my bags and left this place, and while I was at the airport, I met with a friendly ground staff, who just came over to me and thought I was lost, but we became friends in an instant, after exchanging names, but no contacts. His name was Yoga. And it made me think, there are some people whom we meet once, and never get to meet again, but at least, we've made a friend. we've made someone's day in the smallest way possible. That, was enough to put a smile on my face, like extra sprinkles on the icing on my cupcake. (yea, the icing was the awesome experience spent)

And just when I thought all was over, I boarded the plane, saw a familiar face, it was one of the stewards that I met on my flight to Penang a week ago. I could've chosen to remain silent and pretended that I've never seen him before, but it was a choice, to open my mouth and talk to him, well, in a way, because I needed to know his ethnicity, or I'll be playing guessing games all by myself. which would be rather sad. He's an indian mixed chinese guy, one of those people who does their job well. Seeing that even though he was a cadet pilot, he still had the passion to be a flight attendant instead. Crazy choice it was, but good and bad choices are all subjective, there's never good or bad, there are only choices in which we regret making, and that may not be a bad choice at all. either way, it made me see something different, that no matter what I do in life, passion is a must in order to survive the working world. If you don't have the passion for anything, then everything would just be a mundane job. I'm really glad I came to know him on my way home, his name is Nara, a seemingly happy go lucky lad, that made my trip back a rather interesting one too. Free milo, and a random pen as a gift, what more could I ask for? and that brief 3 hour flight back? was the cherry that topped the candy sprinkled icing sugar coated cupcake.

When I was hanging out with my Balinese friends, I learnt a new phrase too, sirang petaho, it's a batak language phrase, which means, even if we're all separated, it's all good, just let it be. It is a pretty sad phrase, but with a glimmer of hope and contentment, knowing that, all's well, when all ends well.

So that sums up one of my best trips so far, it came to the extend whereby I actually enjoy travelling alone, it is one of those moments when your childhood dreams all come back to life, I've always wanted to be back in Bali since 2007, and I got a chance to do so, and then I've always wanted to go on trips alone, and this trip, well, I could say that I was all alone too even though I spent the nights with the cousin brother. It was all good, and today, I still smile, and am still amazed at what life can bring, the little joys, and the unexpected expectations when it comes to meeting new people.

For more pictures, you can check em out, here.

Someone Like You

2011-08-09T16:59:00.000+08:00

I was always skeptical about this song, Someone like you by Adele, because listening to the lyrics, reading it, and applying it to my own life, am I sure that I'd want to find someone like the person I used to be with? no, because he was a jerk, and a self-centered person, he had his good qualities too, though I do pray and hope that he turns over a new leaf and be a man, his current girlfriend will love all her life. They do look cute together if you'd ask me. Then I thought bout the song further, it could be about secret crushes we all have in our lives, people whom we are head over heels for, but unfortunately, that person doesn't feel the same way we do, and at the same time we find little idiosyncrasies about em that becomes a pet peeve to us.

But, it all comes in a package. There is no perfect person, to err is human, and people fail us. And "Someone like you" wouldn't mean a 100% clone of the person we used to be with. The term "find another you" by John Mayer, would however imply that, yes, I want that 100% clone because that person is perfect to me.

And then, I was thinking of what could've been between this person I met, if it wasn't for the misunderstanding that created a chasm between us. But either way, I chose to let go, why? because he deserves someone better, though I know that he was the type of guy I wanted in my own list, but I guess, it's all for a good cause, he's happy with his life, and I'm happy with mine too, because I'm loved by a lot of people around me. Like the phrase by Ted Mosby in How I met Your Mother, "There are great moments that make life worth living, but moments past and lurking around those moments is this thing called reality." Yep, knowing him made me see the different perspective of many things, religion, life, the entertainment industry, and ourselves. Moments when we'd just talk all night, enjoying each others company, those were the great moments, but reality is, we can only be just friends. And I believe, it's the good type of reality, reason, though he fits the bill, I don't see myself getting married to someone like that. Yep, Sometimes it lasts in love, but sometimes it hurts instead. It doesn't hurt as much as I thought it would, but it's a lose lose situation for the both, but we still smile and be grateful.

I fell in love with this song, when I stumbled upon Abraham Lim who did a cover of Someone like you, by Adele. I've always wanted to do a cover like that, but I do not have a recording studio, I do not have equipment's at home, so I just make do with my uke, my laptop, and my perky voice. After listening to him, I told myself, I will make a cover, not for the one that I was head over heels for, not for my past, but for myself, and my friends and family who supports me in anything I do. I did past covers, all for the sake of fun, and this, is no different, I do this for fun, entertainment, but in a serious kinda way, though I don't see myself being a wedding singer or a performer in 10 years time.

The reason why this is a ukulele cover instead of a piano one, is because. one, I thought I'd give this song a happy twist, because life's not about regretting the past, or being sad over something you can't have, so it's best to be happy, move on and be thankful for the friends and family around you. Two, because the piano is still under repair.. so.. too bad.. and I can't wait to get this cover done. (but once it's done... I'll be trying a new cover.. so stay tuned. would take longer)

So, do enjoy this little cover of mine? Share it if you want to, "like" it if you do, thumbs down if you do, comment if you want to, subscribe to make me happy. :) *yep, there are a few bloopers here and there, and funny facial expressions you'd see along the way*

'Cause opportunity comes once in a lifetime

2011-08-08T02:15:00.000+08:00

you can do anything you set your mind to.

I love music and movies as you all know. Well, who doesn't love movies right? everyone does. Even if they're not big fans, they'd still love movies. But anyway, I'd always had a heart for rapping during the younger years. I followed, Tupac, Jurassic 5, Dr. Dre, P. Diddy, Notorious B.I.G, and of course, the white guy, Eminem. I even took the initiative to talk about rap 2 years back during a class presentation for Public Speaking, and performed a random line in front of my lecturer. Just earlier today, my parents were throwing away dvds, because they watched it once and never watched it again, so before they sent it outside, mom and dad told me to look through what I haven't watch. Believe it or not, thanks to my hectic life since the 2000's (yep, I started young) I never got to sit down and watch dvds, never was a fan of TV, and missed out of TONNES of movies in the cinema, I still remember my eldest bro, Nigel, bringing me for a movie at the cinema. It wasn't the first, but it was the one after 2 years not being in a cinema, beat that.

But that aside, I managed to pick up a few titles, Green Zone, Race to Witch Mountain, Munich, Hannibal, Shutter Island, The Ring, G force (don't give me that look, I haven't watched it yet ok!), King Kong (would wanna re-watch it), and 8 mile. So, apart from my 62gb of movies (and TV series including HIMYM season 1-5, family guy season 1-9, and glee season 2) I've all these dvd's to watch, enough to give me an extreme overdose of movie goodness. I would love to devote one day to finish up all the movies and write bout em, but, as usual, I love writing bout what hit me in the head after the movie while it's still fresh. So, I don't think I'll be writing bout all, in one day, it might just flood my friends' facebook feed, no one likes that. I personally hid those who posts every 1 minute.. true story. wait, not "those" just that one person.

Anyway, I finished watching 8 Miles, and it's something to shout about, considering the fact that, I was watching Definitely, Maybe 2 days ago, and couldn't finish the movie cuz, I found it boring, or maybe I got distracted. I should finish it, maybe another day. As I was saying, I finished watching 8 Miles.

Before that, I thought to myself "I don't think I'd get much from this film" storyline would be cliche-ly lame, there's nothing much to write about, other than the fact that, hey, life's tough, we all go through shit, friends betray us, and at the end of the day, you are on your own, you make up what your life is about. How opportunities come, and we've gotta make the best of it, and once we screw up, it's over unless you want to try again, which only gives you a 40% chance in winning it, because of what we call, first impressions, but that's the bet we place, we risk ourselves again, to see what's in store for us, if we get it, great, if not, too bad, you, seriously, suck.

The film reminded me bout the art of rapping, not just talking bout guns,drugs,sex and booze, but what people go through in life. Sometimes, we need to find outlets to express ourselves, some talk to friends, some write, some paint, or sing. And there you have it, some rap. The media is what makes rap look bad in society today, and the fact that, it's the cool things that sell, just like how people from the makeup factory sell so well among people. and cool, would mean.. nothing that's holier than thou, cool would mean, bad words, baggy shorts, sleezy attitude, etc.

The fact that B. Rabbit (Eminem) gave up everything, left his girl friend, not because she was pregnant, but because he wanted to save up to record his demo tape, made me realize, how much do we sacrifice to make it to our dreams? Is it just our meal time and sleep? or more? Sometimes, we just ought to be selfish to achieve what we really want. and once we reach it, we remember those who've still been supporting us all the while, because those, are the people worth remembering, not those who think that your dreams are just illusions, and diss you because you don't hang out with them. Because, opportunities comes once in a life time.

After the movie, I wanted to do a cover of, Lose yourself by Eminem, got the chords, read the lyrics, and then, I saw that, the big hit now, is Taylor Swift doing it, therefore, I think I should save my moment for another day. Maybe come up with a more gempak one, apply the layering technique so I could include the uke, the piano, the guitar and beats on... anything beatable. but that'd have to wait, piano is under construction. yep.

But in the mean time, I do have another ukulele cover coming your way, so.. stay tuned for that.

Penang July 30th- Aug 2nd 2011

2011-08-06T15:11:00.000+08:00

I had my bag packed, my mp3 updated in my phone, a charged camera, and was ready for a long weekend holiday up north at Penang. A holiday with good food isn't complete without great company, spent my days with the people from Penang, it was definitely a blast. And when it's said to be a budget trip, it is a budget trip. Hey, RM34 for a plane ticket? what more can I ask for?

Being a person who would love travelling alone, but yet, at the same time get to know new people and friends, I had the opportunity to do both. I flew there alone, met up with my friends there, and came home alone. (yep, it's an unlikely chance where i'll bring back someone extra right?) I have the passion for flying and going places, but unfortunately for me, I never got myself in the airline industry, even though my dad did. Maybe I'll try it when I graduate, I mean, even though I know the outcome of it all, it's always the journey, the try-outs, the experience that matters. I'll try my luck and go for an interview, who knows.

According to Lonely Planets Best in Travel Guide 2010,Malaysia was listed in the Top 10 best value destination, at number 7. And of course, being a Malaysian myself, I ought to grab the golden opportunity to make an effort to visit places here in my own country. It is ironic somewhat when I think, hey I've been to Egypt, but I haven't even been to the KL towers, true story. But anyway, what is there to do in Penang, you ask me? Other than eating, I had a few places I wanted to visit, but didn't have the time to, because apparently, the friend who was suppose to take leave, had work to do, so.. certain plans were cancelled, some went on as usual. But it was still an awesome time spent. I had a few once in a lifetime experiences, which are, watching a play by the Perangin River, or I think they called it a drain now, going to Hard Rock Hotel, and at the same time to watch Ray Rozells perform, clubbing at G spot, danced with a stranger who's now a friend, and I was totally under-dressed for the occasion, planking in the middle of the road, gurney drive, and a few other places.. pictures will be shown later, ate till I couldn't move and felt so cranky after that, and so much more, I can't really recall as of now. Oh yea, went to the cemetery, where Francis Light and everybody else were buried. (no, i did not plank at the cemetery)

Words can't really express how much fun I had there up north, so I will let the pictures do the talking. (okay, truth is, I don't want to type so much.. but uploading pics via blogger gets pretty nasty too... I can get pretty frustrated, because of this pic upload thing, I delayed this post)

Random shot when I was at Straits Quay waiting for a friend

For the love of boats

the lighthouse.. would've tried to take a walk up if I wore the right slippers

Hold meh. Cheesy no?

Free Latte

Effort, passion, and insanity, summed up the play I saw near the Perangin Mall

Planking 1

Planking 2

Mee goreng, that tasted like rojak, with a whole lot of squid. Awefreakingsome.

Up to Penang Hill, But didn't go there tho.

The crowd, on the way up to Kek Lok Si

The Pagoda

One ribbon was RM1, there were 20 wishes,so if I spent RM20
on each, I would live a complete life.
but of course, I did not do anything, just found the colors interesting.

The tall Buddha.

View from the top

Planking 3

going down after visiting the tall Buddha

The laksa factory... should've taken a video on how they worked

The other side of the Penang Dam

flowers, just enjoying the view.

one of my favorite shots, sadly the water ain't blue.

the killer. we had this (lobster termidore, garlic oysters, and crabs) I was so stuffed
I felt like dying on the spot.

Hard Rock Hotel

Favorite shot number2. it is blur, prolly cuz it was dusty,
but loved the sunlight effect.

The back alley on the way to get some Cendol

Part of Fort Cornwallis

People paintin.

the view I'd get if I fired a cannon.

emo shots

Favorite shot 3? taken from the car.

The Graveyard

Another favorite shot,gives it an eerie look, with a ray of.. hope?

Light in darkness

Officially the last dessert after the last dinner I had in Penang.

It is a must to end with a syok sendiri photo
Malaysian thing

My last visit to Penang, was back in 2009, I can't compare two trips, because in both trips, I was actually given the opportunity to experience different things at different parts of the islands. yep, at least that is something to shout about. But will I go there again? to visit my friends, yes, but to stay for a few more days? hmm.. I think I'd rather go on a few day vacation somewhere else.

Oh and yes, now that the holidays are here, I wanted to revamp this space, but due to unforeseen circumstances, I did not. Flu so bad, I wish I was Lord Voldermort. no kidding.

The book of Bunny Suicides

2011-07-29T21:42:00.000+08:00

Was at Popular bookstore today, while waiting for my interview at the Sunway Lagoon Wildlife Park, being at the bookstore, you've nothing else to do than to, read maps, listen to emo songs, flip through magazines, etc. I read a book called How Starbucks saved my life, a story about a wealthy businessman who had it all, lost it all, and made a living working at Starbucks, couldn't finish it, because it was then, I stumbled upon this book, The book of.. Bunny Suicides.. sad, but true. Filled with dark humor and realistically interesting ways on how a bunny could actually kill itself. I'll let the pictures do the talking.

Last but not least, who can forget Star Wars?

I love animals, don't get me wrong, but I couldn't help but laugh at this person's creativity, sarcasm, and sense of humor. Who would've thought that you could hang yourself using a clock's hand.

The book costs RM59.90. No kidding. Now I know why the bunny committed suicide.

and now, to pick one for my desktop wallpaper. The Marvel one looks quite cluttered.

Will be back with more updates! time to pack my bag, watch a movie and come up with another planner of what I must do before my new semester starts.

Living a Fantasy

2011-07-27T14:01:00.001+08:00

People tell me that I take life too seriously, and I should take time to live in a fantasy, and believe in em once in awhile. I, for one, never believed in fairy-tales, as much as I would want to, but it'd probably leave me utterly depressed. Hence, I come up with my own sort of "fantasy world" my own illusions, just to keep myself sane.

Ah, great, just when I wanted to continue, my handphone beeped, I excitedly wanted to find out who texted me, and it was Hotlink. What's worse, they were promoting their free MMS, no that's not worse, this is, the fact that it was an MMS saying, "sending all my love to you". Freak. But anyway, back to the story.

Here are screen shots of what happened on Facebook..

Due to certain issues, I can't make this any larger, or else,
everything in my blog would all run out of line.
Therefore, for your viewing pleasure,
please click on the photo.

Enjoy. Oh, if you're wondering what happened to one of the lines, it said, "choked on my toothpaste"

and no, Batman isn't part of the Avengers. It's MY FANTASY AND I DECIDE WHO IS PART OF THE AVENGERS.

I'm reading too much.

Adapt or die

2011-07-25T17:08:00.000+08:00

Only the toughest would survive, that's what everybody would say, but would it mean that it only applies to an alien or a super-serum injected being? Nope, because humans can too, what makes you think I'm still alive after experiencing many near to death situations and the numerous mental breakdowns. We adapt, we learn to make do with what we're given, it's a human instinct, and if we don't, we die, mentally. and before we know it, physically as well.

I'm currently in the midst of my finals for this semester, 3 papers, finished one today, 2 to go, and upon finishing my first paper, I told myself I needed a break. I needed to watch a movie, I could've watched Mr. Popper's Penguins, laugh and wish I had pet penguins, but I wanted something more exciting, something that'd make me think, a movie that'd make me go, wow. after a movie. So, I watched Hanna.

I was looking forward to it before it was on screen reason being, I love watching people run, do stunts, go on a mission and Hanna was no different. Yes, there was a comment saying "It's super slow, you might fall asleep, it's really not nice" I was given a.. consumer warning before I bought my ticket, but I thought, hey, to each of it's own, one man's meat, another man's poison anyway.

Speed of the movie. Is that what makes a good movie? It wasn't a fast paced movie, but there was a reason behind that. It's to show how this girl adapts to her surrounding. How different she is among the other people, not only did she have to look different, the filmmaker probably wanted us to see how it'd feel like to be different. I'm sure there was a reason why it wasn't Dakota Fanning instead. It was the little things that made it different unlike your usual 007 films. I would rather sit through a movie like that, than to watch a "fast paced, I shoot you, you try to kill me, I find something, you want to kill me, we go across borders chasing one another in speed cars) and go home without anything to say, other than, oh, the graphics were cool, the guys were "delicious", and the story line was awesome... cuz it was so fast. Those are good films, and I enjoy films like that sometimes, but too much of a macdonald's would make you sick too.

I wouldn't diss the storyline for being draggy, cuz technically, I don't think it was. It did pretty okay for a 1 hour and a half film, I wouldn't give it a total thumbs up as well, but it was satisfying. What I didn't like about the film? Was one of the female characters, the spoilt kid, but maybe, there was a reason why she was there, it's to show how the worldly characteristic of a girl, the "norm" around us, I would've said that her role is redundant, and she could be like a simple kid, but maybe the director wanted to perk things up a little, and made her that way. But, I thought deeper into it, no matter what kind of person you are, you'll still have a heart, not just a heart to pump blood, but a heart to feel emotions.

It's good to watch these sorta films once in awhile, not sure about you, but this is how I remind myself of how I need to adapt with the changes every week, the changes I will face in a years time, and that maybe, at the end of the day, I'm going to be all alone, and I'll still have to adapt to that no matter what..(though deep in my heart I hope that's not where I'll be,but I can't be too sure) Everyday is like a training field, to prepare for what life might throw at us, but we can never know, like a thief that comes out at night, sometimes, life might just strike us with something we're not even prepared for. Amazingly, we go through it, only to realize, that was what made us stronger. Like how Hanna wasn't prepared to know the truth, she still went on, and became stronger.

So overall, it was not that bad, soundtracks by the chemical brothers too, I wouldn't go into detail bout how important soundtracks are in a movie, but this actually fit quite well with the movie. I pretty much enjoyed it.

Was suppose to look forward to Captain America this Friday, but due to unforeseen circumstances, it might be called off, it's alright I guess, I'll see if I can catch it on Tuesday. A little too late, but whatever.

Dolling up.

2011-07-22T15:22:00.001+08:00

This was taken off the net, yep, I don't own MAC products.

It's every girls dream to look like a doll, with layers of make up. But it wasn't mine. Even though I grew up playing an equal amount of dolls and cars, did arts and played video games, played the piano and the guitar, wore dresses and baggy shorts, I never really had interest in make up.. only until I found out the power of mascara, eye-liners and concealers. (which was only 2 years back). My mom, on the other hand, had way better sense of fashion than I did. She's cool like that, I use her make up sometimes.

Yes, beauty is what attracts a man to want to talk to you in the first place, a self-righteous man told me, no it's the confidence in her FIRST. but I was thinking, how would you know bout her confidence if you didn't glance at her, and if she was confident, she would know how to bring up herself, dress well, make up well, hence, beauty. But I didn't want to burst his ego, I kept quiet. And I could relate to that, I wasn't that pretty girl when I was younger, but I was full of confidence, however no guys would ask me out, no complaints there mind you. but that's the fact, guys are basically visual creatures. but so are girls.

I honestly think this is pretty, simple, and it'd be my definition of
dolling up on a minimal scale.

We like looking at pretty things as well, and that's why we see the need in making ourselves look pretty. we even like looking at good looking guys. Yes, I can imagine myself in thick makeup, covering all my freckles and my dark circles because of the opportunity I had with MAS once during a blogger contest. But it's a tedious process to look like that, and I've got to salute girls who can do that, every single feekinday. I tell myself every night "Okay, Lena, you got to wake up early and look your best tomorrow when you go to college,so you wont look so sleepy all the time" And the next morning, it's not that I wake up late, I just, don't do it for some weird reason. Probably when I'm not feeling cranky, I'd just put on a mascara, that's all.

This is what I looked like after the MAS blogger thing.
had fake eyelashes, and a lil bit of foundation to cover up my freckles.
oh, and they did my hair too, u won't see me tie my hair like that
on a normal day

Someone asked me if I dolled up, well, I didn't really know his real meaning behind that, because to me, dolling up is just.. wearing dresses and putting on my 3 things, oh, and a blusher. So my answer was yes, but then I thought, no. The day I really doll up, is the day when there's a wedding, or if some guy decides to bring me for a nice dinner, which hasn't happen just yet.. then again, *advertisement* What is a definition of a nice special dinner? it could even be dinner at home, but of course,he has to make it seem special, or not i'd just appear in shorts and a T. Or only when there's a special function. I'd wear a dress, heels, change ear rings, paint my nails (if it's not last minute), put on light make up, what else did I do when I went for that wedding.. hmm.. nothing else. just that. So, back to the question, I think, yes, I do doll up on a minimal scale. Well, I can just apply light make up and still look good, rather than applying layers and look fake.

I know of people who are obsessed with make up, it's scary. But they are gorgeous, I must admit. I would love to post photo's here, but I wouldn't want to take it from them, or ask them cuz it's just plain weird. But you should know what a gorgeous girl looks like, that, hot one. Their skin is flawless (freckle-less), they have really nice eyes, they do not have chubby cheeks or a scarred knee.

Cosplaying. In my honest opinion, is like a chinese/japanese version of halloween, only freakier. No offense to those who do cosplay, I respect your interesting hobby of wanting to dress up as someone else, to the extend, you buy massive hair-extensions, thick make up as thick as the paint on my purple wall, it is a really expensive hobby I must say, and I gotta respect their ability to do so, because if I was that financially stable.. hmm.. nah, I wouldn't give it a try, I'd go on a 5star holiday... or maybe, I'd just upgrade my wardrobe to something more classier. But seriously, why do people yearn for that kind of attention, having eyes of others feasting on you when you're not even in your normal self? Maybe it's for the fun of it, but I wouldn't go to that extend to doll up myself. I'd rather take pictures with Freddy Krueger, or Jason, than to take pictures with an anime character with blue hair, short skirt and the "try hard to be cute" face.

Some guys would find it a turn on to see a girl cosplay, because, it's like their dream come true. The anime world coming to life, just that the ones in real life, well, not ALL of them would have boobs or butts of the same size.

So yea, that's my take on dolling up and make up. Yes, I do apply make up when I do my song covers too. And if I go out often, I do take the initiative to look presentable, never know who'd you meet outside.

Harry Potter in my honest opinion

2011-07-17T23:50:00.000+08:00

Upon reading an article on cracked.com, it spoke what I had in mind over the past years..well, roughly it. I've only watched the first movie, and later on, I only stuck to the trailers, only because they were good enough to "wow" me, and just read the synopsis on imdb.com, just to see what it is about. Well, I'm not a person who would totally want to go against the flow and be that unique person who doesn't want to be part of the mainstream, or those anti-potter fans because I totally dig batman, superman, and spiderman, or anything that everyone would kill to watch. But, there was just something about Harry Potter , it's just... Harry Potter.

When I was in secondary school, a friend of mine, always brought one book to school and read. I love reading, but when it came to a Harry Potter book, it wasn't the size of the book that turned me off, it's just that I've always wanted to search for something real, and not just a fantasy. I was more keen to know about stuff that would affect me in reality, than just playing mind games with myself. Hence, I found it a total waste of time to finish the book. Then there's teenage puppy love among the 3 casts. Something which I found annoyingly irritating until today. There's got to be more than life than just teenage love. Come to think of it, I never really enjoyed my teeny days...heck, I didn't even enjoy Twilight. Maybe I grew up a little too fast, but it probably did not apply to my height. Even today, when I paid a visit to watch a stage play, a friend of mine, Rudi, told me that he always had the impression that I've graduated long ago, and after that, when I went to buy my dinner, the burger man thought I was a working young lady. it's a good thing, but freaky at the same time. But that's not the point.

Trailers are snippets to tell you what the movie is roughly about. But as for Harry Potter trailers, you can guess endings, and what would happen in between. How different can a story about wizards, spells and fights be? They learn new words, they put in one or two different casts, take em out, and then there's the bad guy good guy fight, whereby at the end of the story the bad guy dies. Well, I'm not too sure about what happened in the Harry Potter's last film. Not sure who died, who survived, but wouldn't it be obvious? without even watching the movie? Maybe I'm being biased because I've no interest in wizard-fantasy films, though it would be super cool if I could enroll myself in Hogwarts. But really, sometimes, when you watch a trailer, it's suppose to entice you in wanting to watch the film, but some trailers, they tell you everything. Question I asked myself, would I be lost if I went to catch part 1 and 2 of the Deathly Hallows? Honestly, I don't think so.

Storylines, too. Unlike Lord of the Rings, Toy Story 3 or... say, Transformers lar (can't find a better movie), The Harry Potter story kinda gives me the impression that, it's "same ol, same ol", with the long winded narrative of whatever not, people in cloaks, figuring out what's in store for them, and then they go on a so called mission to unravel that mystery etc. etc. The only difference in it, would probably be just the latter of the title, like, "Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban". And the latter would probably be the main attraction of why someone would want to watch it. But, yes, it applies to a lot of films, but the way they're going to show how they go about getting someone killed, would probably the same like the previous film... they run around, same setting, same story, everyone's grown up, but different monsters to face.

But of course, I would give it the benefit of doubt. There has to be something about the movie that draws so many people to want to watch it. It's a franchise so big, everyone's talking about it, even people who don't even watch it talk about it (yah.. me). Maybe it's the fact that it's written in such a real way, people are hypnotized to think that such fantasies are real. Or, it may just be a social psychology thing. How people conform, and influence one another in liking something, you see a big group going for something, and that big group happens to be people you know, you just.. want to know what is it in the end.

Maybe it's the loud noise, and effects of wands and lightning, or maybe it's just.. being there to watch Emma Watson, I don't know, but personally, I think at the end of the day, it's mere entertainment value. Yea, a movie is about entertaining yourself, makes you feel, nice, happy, sad, or whatever. It is entertaining to see flying brooms, dark clouds that speak, having that suspense in wanting to know what would happen, oh, and to watch a guy without a nose. (oh, I may not watch the movie, but I do follow Lord Voldemort on Twitter, got to say he IS pretty entertaining). Maybe one fine day, I'd spend some time to watch it too. After all, I've been watching a lot of lame movies too, and stuff like Harry Potter, SHOULD be worth my attention. Well, maybe, we'll see. But as of now, I don't see the reason behind all the hype, and reading from statuses about it, my assumption was right, about the trailer, and the ending of Part 2 of the Deathly Hallows.

I'll see if I can get my hands on The Harry Potter collection during my sem break.. I'm sure 2 weeks is more than enough to watch em all. Provided if I have the time to do so.

One of those lovely Saturdays

2011-07-16T18:00:00.002+08:00

Food, that one thing that the whole world knows, third world countries eat to survive, the first world countries eat because they can, and Malaysia? We eat because we love to. I appreciate my food to the extend that whenever I get to eat something different, or try out something that's not from Malaysia, I take initiative to talk bout it, and it's not often I get a chance like that. Especially when it comes to, the slightly different stuff like..

Vanila flavored wafers with syrup inside and milk candy

Being a girl who's easily pleased, simple food like that would still put a smile on my face. They're not the awesome-est food you'd ever tasted before, but it's those little snacks you could pick on during a cold nite or when you're having your morning breakfast. The milk candy tastes too much like milk powder or somewhere along there, it's not like the Rabbit Candy thing that was taken off the shelves in supermarkets. I would like to share it, but oh well. The wafer thing is like flatten heong peng, I'm not sure how to spell it, but it definitely sounds like that, yea, heong peng.

Oh, then on another note, I was about to continue studying today after my breakfast, I caught Mikimao in action again, she tried shredding my notes.

dying for attention

Going back to the past few days, when I followed Ashley and KokKien (ash's friend) all the way to Jalan Alor, to eat Thai food. Nothing to shout about, I've had better Thai food, but it was the experience that made it worth. I'm pretty much Malaysian chinese, I eat alot, I've dated 3 different races, I am into politics, I love my people, but I've never really explored KL. Yes, I did get lost in KL twice, maybe that's one way of exploring KL, but I couldn't stop and just look at buildings and take pictures. I'd love to do that one weekend if someone's willing to tag along.

The building opposite Dataran Merdeka. Was fascinated by the color change.
Photo would look better if it was XL sized, but yah.. it can't fit into my blog and
everything might just run.

it's a lil bit tilted tho, but oh well, it was dark and the reason why we came to KL wasn't to take pictures.

second pic of the clock tower.. and it was blue!

Ash and myself, looking damn tired.

KokKien

Beer.. Well, next time, if I ever bite on another chilli padi, I must remember,
Beer is NOT the solution.

food lor.

Was an interesting nite nonetheless, nothing to shout about, the week was pretty alright, and yea, it's Saturday, just got back from Ikea not too long ago, next post would be on the trip to SPCA, which was a few weeks back, so.. stay tuned.

Asswipes

2011-07-14T15:49:00.001+08:00

I don't get pissed off easily, because I'm a pretty easy going person, but when someone decides to push my buttons and annoy me, I can get pretty nasty, and I'm not afraid to show it.

Asswipes, more than just toilet paper.

I learnt this word at very young age at 7 from my dad while we were at Giant doing grocery shopping. Later on in life, I realized, asswipes are more than just toilet paper, paper to blow your nose (I think.. well, I did it once and felt damn awkward... ), paper to wipe any other thing. It's people.

People whom you get terrifyingly annoyed with and drives your anger level to shoot so high, you never knew you'd be that pissed. They are those who try every means to outshine every Tom, Dick or Harry around them just to get recognition and praise. Today, I encountered someone like that, wait, actually I've been encountering numerous people like that, hence, they deserve a round of applause and recognition here in this humble space.

It's a doggy-dog world out there, and people are just out there to get something, and at the same time push you down, so that they can get there easier. Everyone is aiming for the top, to be the best of something, but has it come to a point whereby we're just so consumed in doing so? I'm not trying to say everyone should be contented in sitting in their shell now, yea, we should try to aim for the top, but, why put people down in the midst of doing so? Where has the common sense of being HUMAN gone to?

"Have you studied?" asked a friend of mine. In my mind, of course I did. I work damn hard and put a lot of effort in studying. And then, I ask "Why? Have you?" they'd come up with all excuses, saying no, they only studied in the morning, or the night before, they then start reciting the whole chapter by mind when I can't even do so, but I understand my facts. It then makes me inferior thinking, "Shit, what have I studied" hence I panic, and when I do, I lose everything, I can't answer my paper, it becomes a heart aching, brain wrecking moment and I just lose hope in what I do. It was since then, I refuse to talk to anyone before any paper, or associate with any friend before that. It's a psychological thing they're playing, and I've got to salute them for playing it darn well. Pretending that you haven't studied or worked hard for something, and then getting better results doesn't make you a humble person, it makes you an asswipe, you're not wiping someone's ass, but you're there waiting to do so, waiting to show the boss "oohhh..i'm so capable of doing something" boss then likes you,and then.. you wipe his ass.

An asswipe is also when you obviously want to outshine others. Asking obvious questions in class, making obvious remarks that are totally redundant during a presentation. Lecturer's want to see initiative, yea, but you don't have to show it by asking the same questions when someone is presenting, and show that you're smarter, so fine you're smarter, but there is an unwritten rule, that ALL students know, when we're out presenting, you don't ask questions from your seat. It's to cut the presenter some slack, and at least appear reasonably smart in front of the lecturer.

There are so many other ways that would define a person as an asswipe. but I shall not rant further because it makes me more annoyed as I think about it. the world would definitely be a better place if we all just.. knew how to be people instead of power hungry beasts.

An assh*le is different than an asswipe.. just so you'd know.

The world is full of it..

2011-07-10T14:48:00.001+08:00

An elephants ass..had one pic of a cow's asshole too. but too
obscene. Photo credits to dad who was in Chiangmai with mom.

Cuz, everyone has one, and is one in an certain way. It's called.. Assholes. In the midst of going through tumblr, I read this interesting post, that brightened up this cold gloomy sunday. Thanks to ManLing for posting.

When you occasionally have a really bad day, and you just need to take
it out on someone, don’t take it out on someone you know, take it out on
someone you don’t know.I was sitting at my desk when I remembered a
phone call I’d forgotten to make. I found the number and dialed it.

A man answered, saying “Hello.”I politely said, “This is Chris. Could I
please speak with Robyn Carter?”Suddenly a manic voice yelled out in my
ear “Get the right f***ing number!” and the phone was slammed down on
me. I couldn’t believe that anyone could be so rude .

When I tracked down Robyn’s correct number to call her, I found that I
had accidentally transposed the last two digits.After hanging up with
her, I decided to call the ‘wrong’ number again.When the same guy
answered the phone, I yelled “You’re an *******!” and hung up.

I wrote his number down with the word ‘*******’ next to it, and put it
in my desk drawer. Every couple of weeks, when I was paying bills or had
a really bad day, I’d call him up and yell, “You’re an *******!” It
always cheered me up.

When Caller ID was introduced, I thought my therapeutic ‘*******’
calling would have to stop. So, I called his number and said, “Hi,this
is John Smith from the telephone company. I’m calling to see if you’re
familiar with our Caller ID Program?”He yelled “NO!” and slammed down
the phone. I quickly called him back and said, “That’s because you’re an
*******!” and hung up.

One day I was at the store, getting ready to pull into a parking Spot.
Some guy in a black BMW cut me off and pulled into the spot I had
patiently waited for. I hit the horn and yelled that I’d been waiting
for that spot, but the idiot ignored me. I noticed a “For Sale” sign in
his back window, so I wrote down his number. A couple of days later,
right after calling the first ******* (I had is number on speed dial,) I
thought that I’d better call the BMW *******, too.

I said, “Is this the man with the black BMW for sale?”He said, “Yes, it
is” I asked, “Can you tell me where I can see it?” He said, “Yes, I
live at 34 Oaktree Blvd, in Fairfax. It’s a yellow ranch, and the car’s
parked right out in front.”

I asked, “What’s your name?” He said, “My name is Don Hansen,” I asked,
“When’s a good time to catch you, Don?” He said, “I’m home every evening
after five.”

I said, “Listen, Don, can I tell you something?”

He said, “Yes?”

I said, “Don, you’re an *******!”

Then I hung up, and added his number to my speed dial, too.

Now, when I had a problem, I had two ******** to call.

Then I came up with an idea. I called ******* #1. He said, “Hello.” I
said, “You’re an *******!” (But I didn’t hang up.) He asked, “Are you
still there?” I said, “Yeah,” He screamed, “Stop calling me,” I said,
“Make me,” He asked, “Who are you?” I said, “My name is Don Hansen.” He
said, “Yeah? Where do you live?” I said, “*******, I live at 34 Oaktree
Blvd, in Fairfax, a yellow ranch, I have a black Beamer parked in
front.” He said, “I’m coming over right now, Don. And you had better
start saying your prayers.” I said, “Yeah, like I’m really scared,
*******,” and hung up.

Then I called ******* #2. He said, “Hello?” I said, “Hello, *******,” He
yelled, “If I ever find out who you are…” I said, “You’ll what?” He
exclaimed, “I’ll kick your ***,” I answered, “Well, *******, here’s your
chance. I’m coming over right now.”

Then I hung up and immediately called the police, saying that I lived at
34 Oaktree Blvd, in Fairfax, and that I was on my way over there to kill
my gay lover.

Then I called Channel 9 News about the gang war going down in Oaktree
Blvd. in Fairfax.

I quickly got into my car and headed over to Fairfax. I got there just
in time to watch two ******** beating the crap out of each other in
front of six cop cars, an overhead news helicopter and surrounded by a
news crew.

Have a good week ahead..

So now I know what time my deep thoughts come in.

2011-07-07T05:27:00.001+08:00

Twas one of those nights again, it was great hanging out and getting to know people better, but when I came home, it was that feeling that struck me again. Not related to the night, but I focused it all upon myself, normally in cases like these, I'd just shed tears and do my work, but at that moment, at an ungodly hour of 2am, I decided to watch, Closer, a movie I didn't finish the last time I attempted to watch it because of my assignments. It's pretty old, dated back in 2004. And it was one of those nites, I decided to finish it. And after the movie, I was triggered to write this post.. yep, it's 5am.

It tells a story about lust, and the writer has planted a question, thinking, did all 4 characters really love each other? It showed me a big picture of what life really is, and in this life, we can never be too honest, because lying, is the currency of the world. We hide certain facts of our lives, sugarcoating it with smiles and that shell we put around ourselves. Like a turtle, we would be the only ones to know what lies within the insides. We're full of pain, but we learn to live. We learn to live because, we do not want other people to go down the same road, we don't want them hurt. Or, some people lie just to get the best of both worlds..(real life story)

But sometimes, we lie because we don't trust another person. Because we're not sure of what that person would think, whether that person would forgive you.. And there's a beauty behind this sorta lie, you can't keep it to yourself for long, and till the day comes when you're sure of the person, and you know you would want to seek forgiveness and to reconcile things between two parties, it becomes the truth. and Love, forgives and trusts. It could go both ways. One, you tell the truth, then okay, forgiveness is there, they're happy. Two, as the years or days pass, those lies don't become such a big deal because we are not questioned bout it, they then learn to trust us,love us, foregoing whatever that may be hidden between people.

Telling the truth to someone allows that person to feel more secure about themselves, so that they'd know who they're with. So yea, if you love someone, and you'd want to cut em some slack for feeling too insecure bout themselves, you, do them a favor, you tell them the truth.

I learnt this very recently, and it's fresh in the tiny brain. A person's past is a closed chapter, and if I know that, I shouldn't be asking. Because it's closed, and it's not part of me, and I'm in the new chapter now. It's a big risk to take. However, I still ask about people's past. Why? It's not because I want to go back to history class about a person's life, but, that's just the process of getting to know someone. and no matter what answers you get, be it the truth or lie, you get to pick up lil things along the way about someone.. not in a general way of course. You can't love a stranger? Can you? If that's possible, will you be trying to say that love comes from lust?

I'm never the one who'd believe it when a person tells me "I love you". Because actions go along with those 3 words. A person doesn't need to do extraordinary things to prove it, you just show it.(but of course, I tell my good friends that I love em because that's a different type of love). I find it a very strong expression, hence I do not initiate the closure first, and call people pet names, like dear, babe, darlin, because of the fact that I fear that they may not feel the same as I do...However, I do drop signs of interest, that even blind men can sense.But that my friend, is not the point. These words mean things. But what did the casts in the movie do? They throw it around like it's mere words. Loving the person only when she's there, and when she's not, they love someone else. At the end, you see that the casts were confused, who did they love? not in terms of that sentence, but what they did. Alice/Jane loved Dan in a way it was for a long run, but she loved Larry as well, by telling him her real name. Anna loved as well, by telling the truth. Did anyone appreciate anything? No.

With all that being said, forgiveness is what sustains everything else around us. The movie writer probably forgot to state too that, without forgiveness, we're animals.We may tell the truth to seek forgiveness, we may lie, but the bottom line is, forgiveness is something everyone talks about, telling us that it's right, and pounding it with a hammer in our minds, but also something that's very hard to do when we're all broken inside, but we have to if we're willing to keep friendships of various levels.

I appreciated this film, it's been ages since I've watched a movie that made me think like that.

Oh, and on a lighter note, what I also learnt from the movie? Scumbags live happily ever after.

And also, after writing this whole post, of my opinions and rants, I wonder, why did I choose to watch it on this very night? Due to personal reasons, I honestly wished I watched it earlier, but oh well. No gain, No loss.

Transformers: Dark of the Moon... disappointed me.

2011-07-03T14:08:00.001+08:00

I'm a person who is easily pleased when it comes to movies, because it's the sense of enjoyment or adrenaline in me that I get while watching movies, alone or with a friend. I've watched a couple of films in 2011, and yes, there were a few that weren't that good, but I think this, tops the list. I didn't feel that sense of adrenaline, at all.

I got back from Transformers: ~~The Dark Moon~~, (LOL wtf?! the movie was so bad, when I re-read the post, I realized it's the wrong title. It's.. Dark of the Moon, prolly thinking of batman..) a few days ago, to be honest, it was depressing even from the beginning, flames DO NOT happen on the moon..without O2, how's that possible? There were ALOT of redundant details, but I'd save it, you could read it somewhere else. They could've done without the flames and still make the crash more realistic, but no.. they just had to have that effect to.. woo stupid audiences thinking it's so cool. Everything now is more about, selling something, marketability, which is okay, cuz, that's how the world rolls, give and take. But when it comes to the extend of making all sorts of unnecessary shots of women (because of eye candy), flames (because it looks cool to have fire on the moon even when the logic isn't there), it pretty much makes all of us.. suckers for so called action films. If it wasn't for that good time spent, and the lil bits of laughter and lameness throughout the movie, I'd say I'd wasted 20bucks and my precious time.

But I do believe that even if the movie lacked sense, if it was boring to the bone, you'll never know what lil facts of life you'll get throughout the film. I spotted a few cliche ones, one being, robots being human. I'm not too sure what was the exact line Sam Witwicky told Optimus during the scene when Optimus felt sorry for bringing Sentinel back to life, and that he agreed that the humans were right. Ya know what, the movie was so bad, I can't even remember exactly how the whole scene's like. ugh. Anyway, brings me back to the point, trust is what makes us human, mistakes as well. Being me, I'm prone to make mistakes all my life, losing people, not doing too good, and the list goes on. And at the end of the day, that little so called mistake in life, turns up to be a war among people or even war within myself,and there's only one way to settle it. By applying cereal killing techniques, to kill the problem, just like how, Optimus killed Sentinel. In layman's term, always clean your own mess you've made, even when there are people around you who are willing to help. Then again, how often can you find people who would help? Not very often.

Despite the unnecessary dialogues and the bunch of irritating casts, I was sad to see ironhide just die like that. but logically, with technology so advance, till sentinel could even come back to life, chances are, ironhide may come back to life again.. or that's what I'd want to believe.. I feel like a total idiot watching transformers 3, come to think of it now. I don't even have NICE things to say about it.

The soundtrack was nice... if it stands on itself and has no connection with the movie. Why is it that Transformers have turned into some.. romantic, action, soppy, film? Sam loving someone so much (just cuz she's hot and calls him a hero), slow-mo when they show Carly standing there, with all the metal pieces flying here and there, me hoping that something might just crash on her. Ya know, she was also another redundant element in the movie. Yea, okay, it is sweet for someone who would do anything for you, someone who'd love you so much, but that should be saved for another movie and shouldn't be the focus in a movie called.. Transformers.

"Transformers was AWESOME." I beg to differ. Going back to English classes, "was" is only used for a singular subject. "were" is plural. I'm pretty sure that people who've been saying that on their facebook statuses, didn't mean the movie..e.g "the movie (transformers) was awesome" because clearly it wasn't...it was an utter waste of time. But the transformers WERE awesome.. and always will be. Just like any super-hero, action movie, the hero doesn't die. so no surprise here. but that's not the case.. it's how the fighting scene was played, how they managed to relate human feelings with robots, showing that, as much as you're a piece of metal, deep inside, you still have a heart, that loves, cares, protects, and has that sense of joy. There's just something about Transformers, that no matter how depressing the show was, we still want to look forward to something greater, or better. That's how I see it. Would I look forward to another transformer film? Yes... if it's not by Michael Bay... who thought of all the audience as total dimwits. But at the end of the day, being a fan of transformers, I would still watch it, there's always hope.

Sincerely, did I enjoy the movie? Yes. Enjoyed poking fun at it. I would watch it again, if I download it in the future, so that at least I could hear clearly what Optimus and Sam said. But I'll only do that when I'm bored to the bone, because 3 hours is not worth the waste, sadly, I do not have such amount of time to waste. Therefore, no I will not watch it again.

Appreciated the time spent with a friend nevertheless.. it was fun talking about something so terrible at the end of the night.

Movie dates.

2011-07-02T17:42:00.000+08:00

It's not often you find two people who'd appreciate, enjoy,
and relate to the same things you do.

Many would say that going for movies is not the ideal date for two because the attention is focused on the screen, but little did they know that there are little snippets of a person's character that you'd stumble upon at the movies. Inspired by a post written by a dear friend of mine, I decided to come up with a girls point of view. I would just list down the 5 worse movie dates (because I don't think I've been to 10 movie dates in my life) and my impressions towards those guys. Interestingly, you could roughly evaluate a men's maturity, personality, motives, and intelligence. Sad to say, so far, I've only encountered ONE in which I truly enjoyed.. Not to say I did not enjoy the rest, I did, but you can actually judge to see if that person is relationship-worthy or not by watching a movie with him. I will NOT talk about the one I enjoyed, maybe I would, in the future.

Turn off number 1 = Paying to cuddle
Don't get me wrong, I love cuddles and hugs, appreciate them like any girl would do. However, there was one time, bout 2 years back, went out with a guy for a movie, it wasn't a date because it was a... "hey when are you free to hang out?" kinda thing. Note, the word.. HANG OUT. he paid everything, as if his money grew on trees, fine, no complaints, but the major turn off was when the movie started, he dragged me over to cuddle with him, was one of the major whattafak moments, but fine, me being young, I cuddled, and when my bones started to ache, I moved away. After the movie, I asked his opinion bout it, all I got was, "okay, not bad, cool." and when I went on and on about what I thought bout it, the good and the bad, all I got in return was, "oh.. okay." Firstly, I didn't like the fact that he dragged me just to cuddle, if you're smart enough, you would know when I want to cuddle, pulling my fragile arms towards you, is NOT the way to cuddle, unless we've been in a relationship for a year. Secondly, he PAID for the movie, what the heck was going through his mind during the movie, okay, maybe he's not expressive in words, but, I doubt that. It's a movie, it's a no brainer thing. Conclusion, I wouldn't want to date an air-headed guy, who's only interested in feeling warm in the cinema...he prolly would've other motives as well, I didn't ask..obviously.

Turn off number 2 = Couple seats
They are perfectly fine with me, bigger butt space, leg space, whatever space, all the way to the back. All these comes with a higher cost of course, therefore, it is very crucial to know if it's worth sitting in those seats during the movie. One time, there was this guy, a very nice person, good sense of humor, a seemingly good gentleman, someone I actually enjoyed being with (but turned out to be an asshole after knowing him for long), he chose to watch, Diary of a Wimpy Kid. I was fine with it, because there were no other shows to watch. But the fact that he chose the couple seat instead of a normal seat, for a movie that didn't last long and suitable for kids 18 and below, pretty much shows that he is the one that would pay for comfort, no matter what the cost, pay for anything. Hence, no sense of financial planning. Maybe he's rich, I don't know, but I always had something against people who spend unnecessarily. But, he didn't cuddle me, and I've to salute him for that, at least he knew that I wouldn't like someone touching me on the first outing.

Turn off number 3= The Commentator
Watching a movie is NOT the same as watching a game of football. "I think he's going to do that.." "oh no, she's gonna fall for it" "why la so stupid" "wouldn't it be better if.. this that this that" many more, but I'll end there. I appreciate short meaningful conversations during the film, especially when it's not those kan-cheong moments, occasional "woaaahhs" and "awesomeness" but asking me questions or telling me bout something he didn't like 5 minutes before, making me think while I'm watching a movie, gets very stressful. And if he's so smart about the whole story, be a film director then. It gives me the impression that he was a self-centered person, and lazy, because if he wanted to talk to me bout it, he'd make the effort in remembering the parts to tell me about it after the movie.

Turn off number 4= Unreasonable questions and stares
This is the freaky one. I'm not sure if it's my face problem during the movies, but there was this ONE guy who kept looking at me, asking if I was okay, every 20 minutes throughout the movie. If I don't want to be near you, or if I just want to watch the movie, doesn't mean I'm NOT OKAY. and to constantly look and smile at me every now and then... it gets pretty awkward. Conclusion, I would not want to spend the rest of my life with a freak of nature. Even after the movie, you're suppose to ask, "how was the movie" or "what did you think?" not... "are you okay?" Maybe I was in a wrong being quiet and thoughtful throughout the movie, but when I'm say I'm okay, and if my face shows you I am okay, then.. I AM OKAY... and when I'm able to talk about a movie in a sane way, if i'm smiling and happy, i'm definitely okay.

Turn off number 5= The Chauvinist
One of the major turn off. This was with the ex. Heck, I don't even feel like calling him an ex cuz I just don't want to remember him as an ex. But this, wasn't the reason why we broke up...well, come to think of it now, it would have been a good reason to break up. Anyway, I never liked being viewed as a girl who'd only watch Twilight and cartoons. I am generally someone who loves all genres of films, favourite ones that top the list? Action, rom-coms, sci-fi and pixar animated films. We were watching Tron, and I was really excited when I saw the race, the effects and all that jazz, I couldn't sit still, and his remark? "You must be bored.." I ignored his comment. After the movie, I told him how I liked it, how I actually enjoyed it, what I didn't like and what I liked, and he said "are you sure?? you don't seem to be someone who would watch movies like that." I was caught by surprise, I could've just broken up with him there and then..but I held on, worse decision ever made in history. I clearly didn't like the fact bout how he generalized girls.

After all that's been said, I did have a fair share of fun outings as well. Times when I was able to talk about movies, laugh about it, and just enjoy the company. I've never gotten the chance to spend my life with someone of the same interest and mindset yet. I would be considered really blessed if it does happen, but even if it doesn't, that's alright, cuz I know, at the end of the day,movies, reviews, and thoughts are all personal, it's a joy and blessing to share it with a special someone, but it's not a crime if you keep it to yourself. :)

Failure

2011-07-01T12:42:00.002+08:00

Couldn't find any other picture.

A classmate of mine was circulating a survey form on "Failure" today, questions on how I deal with failure, what is considered a failure, what would I tell others about handling failure.. and my motto. Being someone who loves to write and crap, I decided to take my crap to a serious level, it's what they call, serious shit.

I was suppose to list 3 situations in which I consider "failures" but I won't talk bout all 3, I'll just share on the epic-fail moment in my life : Brushing my teeth, and before I know it, my toothbrush and toothpaste goes into my eye.

Failure, is just a state of mind. You don't exactly fail in something, you're just not good enough for it, therefore, there are all the reasons to actually just dust yourself, stand up and walk on with your head on high (or maybe your middle finger too, depending on situations) live life, and try again. Though I would honestly say that there may be times when you feel like "giving up" it's.. also a state of mind. You don't exactly give up, you just.. focus your attention on something else worth your time. And maybe who knows 10-30 years down the line you'll try it again. But going back to my toothpaste story, it may not be considered a failure, because.. not many people can do that. you screw up in something, it wouldn't be considered a fail, cuz no one screwed up as badly as you did. But then again, it does not apply to everything, gotta remember, cuz sometimes failing, can lead to... annihilation. and of course, you shouldn't purposely do bad in something, just to think "oh, at least it makes me worse among the rest, hence I'm a genius" now that, my friend, is stupidity.

What drives me to try something again? Well, simply put, I've got years ahead of me, so why not give it a try, but even IF I do not have years ahead of me, I live only, just once...so why not make the best of it? What makes me brush my teeth again? Well, I need to. So basically, we just need to try again and move on.

And in line with all that's said, one of my motto's in life, or rather, my beliefs or principles is that, Life is a stage play with no script to follow, you're basically the director and the actor.. cuz you choose how you react to situations, you're living the life. And, in any theater show, there will be mistakes, or failure in sound, lights or scripts, but the show still has to go on, I'm not sure about you, but as much as I'm not really close knitted to the church, I still have that firm belief that I'm living for the audience of One. Definitely not someone who'd be expressive religiously, but I ought to give credit to that one God who made everything possible.

Okay, back to my assignment now.

Not just motion pictures we see on the silver screen

2011-06-29T00:31:00.002+08:00

We hear about people talking about how "great" this movie is, how sucky that movie is, but how often do you hear them really talking about the... not-so-obvious facts in the movie? To be honest, I'm not a hardcore, die hard, having to see every single film in the cinema, kinda person, but I do appreciate a good movie when I watch one, just like how I'd appreciate a nice cup of green tea, after a long and tired day. After all, there is always at least something to say about the movie other than "okay, can watch lor." I mean, what the heck does that mean anyway? Every time, if you notice, I'd hop on over to IMDB to read all about it, pick up quotes and talk about em in my facebook status, after a movie.But again, there is, always more than that. Sometimes, I'd even blog about em to relate to my own life.You may or may not be a movie geek, but either way, there's always a reason to watch one at the end of the day.

Electroshadow is a website (direct translation of cinema in Chinese), that's all about movies... and other things that may tickle your fancy, but it IS mainly all about movies. Created by a friend of mine whom I've met a couple of years back in the days when I used to be an avid blogger, this site, is something I kinda regretted not following closely because of all the cool content there, nope, it's no "exaggerating" nonsense, and you do not need to be a big movie fan to go to this website, because there are also articles, trailers, and fun stuff, for the hardcore movie-goers and the not so movie crazy people alike. His writings, not only draws you into wanting to watch that movie, it inspires you too. Love the way he writes about a certain something, even if it was just a Puss in Boots trailer. There's a whole lot of interestingly written pieces there.. And I bet you've never heard of the Saturn Awards!

It's not a blog site about who this writer is, and what movies he watched with whoever who, but it's about his passion, what he thinks about em, what he loves. He loves movies, and loves writing about them, we love movies, and we want to read about them. A give and take situation. Do take your time to go through each page in that site, it is pretty straight forward and user friendly, so you wouldn't get loss anywhere, and even if you do, there's always the home button.

A few of my personal favourites?

Movie Fathers who moved me

Insidiously Effective

Puss in boots trailer

Legacy of Cool

Office Jerks (part 2)

Misery loves company

till then! happy surfing.

Flow-rider, the extreme water sport, I never regretted trying

2011-06-26T01:23:00.003+08:00

...even if it nearly cost me my knee. It was one experience I'd love to try again, but looking at circumstances now, I think I should just take a break and just write a review about it. I'm sure when I start earning my greens, this, would be one of the sports I'd like to pursue. Skate boarding was one, but a lil too old for that now. But yea, diving license most probably by august or december, seeing if I could find other alternatives to get my greens.

second try out after the tragic incident. I could've smiled
nicely, but I felt like being a retard.

Back to the topic, (crap, I typed topic as topping at first, not sure what was going on in my brains,but whatever that, moving on) let me just introduce to you this awesome sport, FlowRider, is a surf simulator, or let me say it in a proud Malaysian way. Rewind... FlowRider, is MALAYSIA"S FIRST SURF SIMULATOR, for those who want to surf but can't do it at the beaches cuz of the unpredictable weather...and the fact that you may drown and die if you did it in the beach with no professional guidance. if you go NOW, before they start charging per hour, you can flow ride the whole day for only RM48 if you're a Malaysian citizen, at Sunway Lagoon.

I won't go into detail bout how it works, but if you're lazy to google, and you would like a simple explanation, here it is, basically, water pumps from the bottom at a certain angle, so when you're on the board, you basically balance yourself on the board, tilt it side ways to move to the sides, lift the board up so you'd go back, but not too high, cuz you'll fly. push it down if you want to go down. My first try out? I turned the board, wave knocked the side, being tiny, wave swept me across, i knocked the padded walls, panicked, hit the wall again... it was an epic sight, hurt pretty bad, but I didn't cry, was really scared shit. Rested for awhile, told my friend it's my last time doing it, but being me, i tried it a few more times... now, I'm addicted to it, at the wrong time.

Being someone who loves to swim, and run, or feel the wind flowing through my hair, in the sexiest way possible. I wouldn't say that FlowRiding is the option if I'd want such a dramatic experience, because your hair would fly everywhere, and you don't use your feet, BUT it has water, plus point for that, it feels damn good having to feel the wind flowing through your hair even though it's all messed up, plus point for that, and, you don't need to use your legs to run, plus plus point.

One of our friends, chose the best pics among the many
that was taken.. so yea. see how he balanced it
totally awesome.

But I gotta admit, it is a very tiring sport, needing to know how to balance yourself, and to find that center of gravity is really important, yea, I sat down to observe, I saw, and knew that whatever was done, is possible for the human anatomy, and definitely easy for me because of my height (center of gravity) and weight (easy to maneuver myself) BUT, life can be cruel, I have a heart of a chicken, and a knee which isn't very capable of doing so. Damn, thinking of it, makes me feel like crying. oh emo.

I'm really glad I just chose not to go to the library, to do my work, study and get all stressed up, on that day I decided to go for FlowRiding with my friend Ashley. It's something worth trying out, if you're a fan of extreme stuff, and you just want to have that random thrill to ignite that adrenaline in you. Yes, I've a few bruises here and there, cuts, and was very tired the next day, but, life's too short, and we've gotta live it on the edge once in awhile. never know when you'll miss the chance in doing something as epic as this. I missed SkateBoarding, I must do whatever I want to do now before it's too late.

two of us before entering Lagoon

OH AND YES, how can I forget to promote this awesome girl who, grooms pets, bakes, cooks, has an awesome personality, and I tell u.. she surfs. enough said. I just had to do this. I need to. She's awesome, and not many people see that.

Ashley Liew CY