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A word about Link Exchanges.

noreply@blogger.com (.: Ya Hui :.) — Wed, 28 May 2008 08:38:00 +0000

Hi guys! As you all probably know I have already moved my blogging operations (LOL!) to www.chaborkia.com. I'm now pondering over my blog roll list here. If you guys are still actively checking out my blogs, do tell me so I am able to update you in my latest blog list. Thank you!

noreply@blogger.com (.: Ya Hui :.) — Mon, 26 May 2008 02:43:00 +0000

W W W .
C H A B O R K I A
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ANNOUNCEMENT

noreply@blogger.com (.: Ya Hui :.) — Fri, 23 May 2008 11:40:00 +0000

Hi guys! I've made a bold move to bring my blog standard up another notch. That is, getting myself a host and a domain! Wheeeee... Setting up is in progress, please be patient. And most importantly, never stop giving me your support, I'll be needing it!

I know I don't have a big reader base, but I'll be putting in lots of effort to create quality posts for all of you and hope that you guys can enjoy it. Plus, it'll be bigger and better. Trust me on this alright? ;)

Till then, I'll be working on my new site, do check back. Will announce when everything is up and running!

=)

My bloody test results (Pun intended).

noreply@blogger.com (.: Ya Hui :.) — Wed, 21 May 2008 06:02:00 +0000

I can be farking paranoid when it comes to healthcare. I’m always worried whether I will contract weird diseases, whether I will get weird bugs or germs, etc etc, you name it. Anyhoo, still remember my blood test fiasco? The report is out. And thank God, I’m all good and going, except for the small fact that I’m…

Lacking the Hepatitis A immunity.

Another two jabs for me.
Fuck it.

No raw fishes, sashimis, seeham, or whatnot shit till I get them jabs.
Really fuck it.

I.Hate.Needles.

The Sichuan Disaster - Being 'dead' or 'alive' is a pretty crude joke~

noreply@blogger.com (.: Ya Hui :.) — Tue, 20 May 2008 04:10:00 +0000

Sorry that I haven't been updating for so many days! There was a Special Guest at home that I needed to take care and have fun with. That's why I have been putting off my Internet activities for a lot of days. Is good news for me too, less radiation exposure, just the way I like it. And more time to spend with my Special Guest and my family. ^^

Have nothing to talk about except how much food I gorged myself with since my Special Guest arrived in KL. Yes, no pictures too because I have a vehement vow that this blog shall feature pictures featured with the one and only vain idiot writing this. (Nah, kidding lah, I've still yet to get a camera)
So here's a short post informing my small band of merry readers, thanks for dropping by, and, I am not dead yet.

>.>

Wait a min...

Actually, I think it's pretty crude to joke about being dead or alive now. The 512 Sichuan disaster has left a lot of people actually waiting for news of their loved ones being 'dead or alive'. That's so sad isn't it? Can anyone tell me any means to donate some money to the victims? There are several in KL, yes, but anything labeled 'Malaysian', I'm sad to say, I have no trust in. =(

While Malaysian kids are spoilt at home, screaming at their parents to buy them the latest Ironman merchandise, the kids in Sichuan have a great deal to face. To face the lost of a limb, a loved one, their home... That's... Sad. =( No kid deserves to face all this.

The very thing designed to shelter human beings, end up being the very things killing them - their homes. The sight of collapsed buildings on tender human flesh is heart-breaking.

While I'm sitting here, comfortably blogging with no fear of any immediate danger, millions are still struggling to stay alive, part of them are trying their best to save as many lives as they can.

What does your eye focus on when you see the picture? The victim? For me, I choose to look at the unsung heroes, the ones working to save the lives of the earthquake victims.

Please, a moment of silence for these poor people. I have no particular religion, but I do hope the 'greater force' out there is there to protect these people.

Am I asking for too much?

noreply@blogger.com (.: Ya Hui :.) — Thu, 15 May 2008 10:22:00 +0000

I know you're tired after work,
I know, during traffic jams, the devil in you will surface,
I know your mood now is fucking lousy because of the stupid Malaysian traffic,
I know the mad drivers on the road,
I know how the 6 pm traffic feels.
I really do.
And I just wanted to call and cheer you up.
But you spoke to me in a monotonous tone, like the very thing you wanna do is just wait for me to hang up.

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.
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Is it that hard for you spare me a bit of affection? I've been pretty lonely lately... Not that I'm complaining of my responsibility, but being in an office? It's not where I belong... Gosh 4th semester, come and welcome me in your arms faster before I die of loneliness... I miss my friends... I miss you too.

And I thought, when everything is so fucked up for you, you'd appreciate a little phone call. I guess I was wrong. Sorry to disturb your peace being stuck in the jam. You know what? The jam ain't my fault. If it is mine, scream at me, slap me, just don't talk to me like it's my fault! I love you so much yet I hate your 'road temper' with a passion! Don't give me 'You'll know what it feels when you're driving' excuse, I don't buy that! The temper is yours to control, not being affected by the surroundings. If it were, I would be yelling at my parents for making me stay in the office!

Seldom emo on my blog, as of now this is the only outlet I have. Sorry people.

Blood Test!!!!!!

noreply@blogger.com (.: Ya Hui :.) — Wed, 14 May 2008 04:13:00 +0000

So I finally went and faced my fear...

Gonna peel the dressing off...

And there was blood. Lots and lots of them, and I'm growing a bit pale...

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Hahahahahah, I'm just kidding. I'm fine, alive and kicking. It was the mentality that got the better of me, it doesn't really hurt to be honest. But the sensation... geli geli lah... When the doctor pulled out a filled capsule to insert another, there was a loud popping noise that made me vibrate with laughter on the bed. -__-

Anyhoo, take a guess what blood is that. No, no period blood involved, take a guess. ;)

Posted this in Lowyat to see how many people actually believe my little needle wound spurted blood, ahahahahahaha. :P

INJECTIONS.

noreply@blogger.com (.: Ya Hui :.) — Tue, 13 May 2008 09:30:00 +0000

Gonna do a blood test to check out my well-being tomorrow. And no, I didn't get into a pool infected with AIDS, so STFU.

Please, tell me it doesn't hurt. I hate needles. T.T

Oh ya, and I hereby label anything with needles with Ya Hui's Seal of Disapproval.

Bleh. Okay, actually, I am not afraid of the pain. Technincally speaking, my bracing procedure must have hurt ten thousand times squared to the powder of nine (PR students are famous for their lousy mathematics).

But, I just can't get over the fact that a needle is pierced into your bare skin. Scary, isn't it?

My family and my bf have been psychoing me that getting to know your body's condition is better than not knowing what's happening. But but but, my dears... What if I get a weird or bad result?!?!?!?!?! And, not to mention I'm a seeham freak, I can't live without the bloody clam that tastes like shit but is heavenly in the mouth. It's also known as the breeding haven of Hepaitis B.

*SCREAMS IN DISTRESS*

Okaaaaaay, I am pretty paranoid.

Anyway, all is calm till I face the needle tomorrow. Then I will dissolve into being a blithering idiot. Should any of you wanna provide mental support, please save your gas because the pain and torture will still be on my poor skin that will get penetrated by the evil syringe.

T.T

The Simplest Things in Life...

noreply@blogger.com (.: Ya Hui :.) — Mon, 12 May 2008 13:08:00 +0000

We are SOOOOOOOOOO not the typical couple who goes to 'pak toh' just like any other typical couple.

-Pause-

Wtf is wrong with my Engrand? Ahahahahaha...

Anyway, the simplest things in life are so precious, intricate. You just gotta savour it.

Today I was working extra hard to make sure my brother's professional interview went successfully. A hell lot of paperwork to be done, which to a clumsy bugger like me, is chaos.

Then, when we were folding drawings to prepare them for binding, my darling amazed me with his gentle touch and patience.

Simple task, isn't it, to fold an A1 size paper up? Yeah, but there are small things that if you didn't pay attention to, it would ruin the whole thing, making the fold crumpled and ugly and not neat.

Well, he folded it nicely and tenderly. No rush, no pressure. I am the typical fast paced and hot tempered person. But with a slow, patient bf, I hope I can be a better person by learning more from him. Simple thing, yet so much to learn and savour.

-This entry so mushy, I see you puking all over the keyboard-

Haha, anyways, good night. =)

Anak-Anak Bangsa, Harapan Masa Depan Malaysia

noreply@blogger.com (.: Ya Hui :.) — Sun, 11 May 2008 13:19:00 +0000

Fu-yoh, mereka adalah harapan Malaysian, jangan ketawa.

Dear you-know-who,

Thanks to your inovatif education system, you've turned out extremely bright students! Riding motorcycles at the age of 15-16, barely legal I reckon! And I can't even drive my old Wira properly even though I already own a licence. High accomplishment by these kids, aren't they? Their wits are so good, I bet they rival Sufiah's. Young and talented, they can even SMS without hands when on their motorcycle. Look ma, no hands! They'd graduate to be great multitaskers, they will. Mark my words.

Okay end of my annoying sarcasm here. Proceed to serious business.

MOTORCYCLISTS.

Is it a sin to hate motorcyclists? You'd say it's because they can't afford a car, unlike this 'rich' spoilt brat who can afford a car ranting about these poor blokes (you think in your head), that they are destined to buy a motorcycle with whatever dime they have left in their meager incomes.

Well, I understand that you're poor, damn it, but are you so poor that you can't afford to learn some driving ethnics?

FUCK OFF from my face, damn it, follow your fucking route and don't spit your ungodly saliva at my beautiful car when you get honked for what you deserve for. AND DON'T APPEAR SUDDENLY BESIDE A P LICENCE DRIVER! You make kitty scared. We P drivers are noobs, ya know! I'm unlike the anak-anak Malaysia who are so talented as per above.

FYI, when we were having a relaxing drive to KLCC today, a motorcyclist cursed at my family when we honked him to move aside and not block the damn road. Damn you ugly wart, JALAN AMPANG DOES NOT BELONG TO YOU, YOU IDIOT! DUNNO ENGLISH? Here, I type in Malay for you: Jalan Ampang bukan you punya!!!!!!!!!

And after he fucked off from our view and retreated back, he sped across my car loudly. Damn you bugger, I hope you lose a toe or something.

Driving ethnics, is that so hard to learn? Brrr.

My anger is further driven to motorcyclists by Mike's recent misfortune. I feel your pain, bro.

Video somewhat related.

Kthxbai.

Exercise Chronicles - Wake up already damnit!

noreply@blogger.com (.: Ya Hui :.) — Thu, 08 May 2008 07:45:00 +0000

I've started to keep myself fit lately, by going to jog with my mom and the bf. Whoever says exercising is an excruciating activity, you better gtfo. It is pretty enjoyable, to be honest. The hardest part that I find is waking up in the morning. It's the prospect of getting up early that sucks actually.

It's really a different experience to me. Most of the joggers I see are the elders who have either retired, earned enough to spend thus having a lot of free time, or wake up in crazy hours of the morning to get themselves in shape. Funnily enough, not much youngsters are to be seen. In fact, I think me and my darling are the only ones walking there.

And, now right here I'm looking at my MSN list and seeing some contacts moaning 'OMG I want to keep fit, I want to lose weight!'. It's no wonder adults say kids are full of talk and no action. Come on, dun moan in MSN already, go out and do it! And climb out of bed! Self-discipline! *Giggles and wonders whether my self-discipline will wear off soon* LOL.

Right now, my aim is,

Lose the damn spare tyre! (the typical enemy of any living, breathing human who are aware of their looks)
Work out my shoulders (too narrow, makes me look like sucky when I wear singlets)
Accentuate my curves (like as if I have any LOL!)
Grow taller? I have never been fussed with my height, unlike most of my peers, but if I manage to gain extra height with my workout, hell cares I don't mind.
Be healthy overall. (Otakuns, get out and get workin', else you won't have that extra few years to watch your Anime)

Perhaps it's my ballet and martial arts background, but my stamina is pretty good. Not the best, but still pretty okay. But my strength? I'm just born frail. -__- Forgive me. At least I still can fight with a certain tiger. ;)

Okay lah, exercise chronicle series are for my reference, sorry if this bores you out.

An internet disease picture to ~~terrorize~~ brighten up your dull day.

VixAd: With Photoshop, everyone is blemish-free. Now Steve Jobs ought to pay the likes of us for free advertising wahahahaha!

Kthxbai.

My (Un)Expectations Part 2

noreply@blogger.com (.: Ya Hui :.) — Wed, 07 May 2008 04:04:00 +0000

Read this before you proceed to get the full impact of the lulz.

When I was squatting in the toilet, I suddenly remembered a part that I forgot to blog about in my previous entry. So, I did this for the lulz!

I was talking to my bf about a conversation that I had with a guy. Leo was sitting behind us sucking it in like a sponge.

Me: I've got a friend who can live without a woman, but can't live without music!
Bf: Nodding and saying, *censored* too farney to share sorry. :P

Then 20 minutes later as we reached our lunch spot...

The 3 of us were talking about passion. Darling bf said he couldn't live without technology, which brough us the wonders that we're using in everyday life.

Then Leo just HAD to butt in:

Leo: 酱你係不係没女人都得，但是不可以没得食靓也？

Translation: So you can live without a woman too, but can't stand not eating good food eh?

ROTFLOL!!!!!!!!!!!!

My (Un)Expectations.

noreply@blogger.com (.: Ya Hui :.) — Mon, 05 May 2008 11:11:00 +0000

Had lunch with my darling and his best buddy today.

This buddy is also a friend of mine. I've spammed him with the ups and downs of our relationship
since we got to know each other. Just a few weeks back, I was talking to him about my bf's 'preferences' when it comes to big days such as birthdays or anniversaries.

Seems like darling's motto is 'Since solid things will rot and grow dust, eating good food and enjoying it is definitely worth every cent compared to buying something as a gift!' (mmm 'kay sounds a bit weird but my mind's pretty juggled up at the moment, this sentence is a direct translation of the chinese sentence 物质化的东西会旧，会烂；花钱去吃好的，不是更值得吗？)

Now, some girls might protest at this. Yeah, actually to be honest, it's not one of the most romantic choices in the book. But I'm not a picky-ass girl that would go and bitch in front of the bf just to get him to buy me stuff or to bombard me with surprises (which I really like).

So, I told this story to his best buddy. Let's call him Leo. I told him my previous birthday was spent in Jogoya. Good food, yes. I told him my first Valentines was spent in Petaling Street, eating all over the place. Good FOOD AGAIN! Recently I asked the bf how will he celebrate my birthday, which is a few months away, and I asked him bracingly: 'Is it food again?!' He seemed taken aback, but regained composure shortly and denied that. Am I hoping for something different this time? Dear, it doesn't have to be expensive presents, just something more memorable than eating, to the very least? ;)

Anyway, after I told Mr Leo about this, he went so -__- at his buddy's tactlessness when it comes to pleasing his girlfriend. But nevermind, I feel happy just to be with the bf, so I didn't pry about this matter much further. Yes dear, I appreciate our food trips even though it's screaming 'unromantic'.

Now, let's fast forward. Today, we were chit-chatting away, and me listening to guys talking their guy stuff as usual. The topic gradually switched to girls and what makes them tick. Then, out of nowhere, he blurted out:

"So you'll be bringing Ya Hui to eat on special occasions again, right?"

And he choked himself up in laughter.

-__-

Okay, sometimes guys are really very tactless. It was so damn sudden, I LOL'd real loudly in front of the coffee shop lurkers.

So insulting yet so in-the-face.

-__-

Haha.

The Sensation of Being Looked at From Behind!

noreply@blogger.com (.: Ya Hui :.) — Sun, 04 May 2008 13:19:00 +0000

Sometimes, you can feel it when people are staring at you from behind or from afar. But sometimes you are just too engrossed in what you do and you fail to 'feel' it.

In my case, I was too engrossed in Ikea today, shopping like aunty and uncle with my dearest. Or rather, it was too crowdy, and my antenna wasn't working well. -__-

Anyhoo, I was walking around, minding my own business, when I received a call from my brother. He was jabbering away about household stuff when he aptly announced that he was behind me.

-____-

Of course, I'm delighted to see my brother.

BUT, I hate being followed or watched from behind without being told. A lot of things can happen when you're being watched. When you 'think' no one is watching, you reach over and scratch your butt, or you might reach into your mouth to dig that piece of vege out, or maybe reach over and scratch your crotch. Endless possibilites.

And to your horror, after relieving yourself from your scratching session, a friend suddenly approaches you from behind, smiling broadly. And, you never know he's smiling whether because he saw you butt scratching, or he was delighted to see you.

Haha, yet another random musing from my weird mind. Anyone agree with me? Please, when you see me, immediately approach me, DON'T approach me from the back and tell me you've been noticing me since 2o minutes ago.

-__-

Ya Hui: Still Alive and Kickin'! Plus a Condensed Two-In-One Movie Review~

noreply@blogger.com (.: Ya Hui :.) — Sat, 03 May 2008 14:44:00 +0000

Hibernation mode is OFF liao! I'm sorry for keeping my blog dormant for several days, I've been thoroughly enjoying myself and slacking off from the Internet.

*beep*

Weird, right? I'm sure for most netizens, 'enjoying' themselves meant spending time in front of the computer. But for me? Nope, I prefer myself to be away from excessive radiation anytime. Screens can really kill the eyes man. Hence, my mysterious vanish from the blogosphere. Please, someone tell me they miss me to boost my e-boobies. :P

*hears silence*

*sobs*

Well, am pretty used to it liao. Does all the blog traffic tricks work? I might be pimping up my blog this semester holiday, since I pretty much lost my social life ever since the semester ended. You all so cruel, go back to your respective hometowns and leaving poor Ya Hui alone. T.T Well, that's a TARC culture that can't be changed, since most of the students come from all over the country. Must go home to see mummy and daddy mah. ^^

So, what have I been doing for these few days that caused my lack of updates for so long? Well,

Wednesday
I was slacking. No blogging for a day after my extremely long guide (pretty tired + it was yet another uneventful day with me stuck in the office and no fugly side of human life to blog about) about orthodontic treatment.

Thursday (Labour Day 2008 w00t)
It's the holidays~ I was out for a movie marathon with my darling. Woke up early just to get my butt to the cinema and avoid the anticipated long queue. Bought tickets for Ironman and Forbidden Kingdom. Yeah, we're barking mad. So sue me.

You know, sometimes I find myself quite a bitch. On my way to the second movie, I walked along the looooooooooong queue waving my tickets and jumping around in (gloating) joy that I am on my way to see the Forbidden Kingdom and not queuing and probably ending up with front seats. XD

VixMiniReview

Ironman is a MUST watch, and Forbidden Kingdom? Wtfness it's just 'yet another kungfu movie to wow the ignorant Americans' movie. Sigh, it's like looking at a show designed to showcast Asian's (one and only?!) best talent, 'kungfu', to Americans. So lame lah k, we're not Bruce Lee wannabes, it's part of a melting pot of other wonderful things that you hamburger-induced people can't see!!!!!!! So I practically yawned my butt off the entire movie. In fact, I was preventing myself from yawning for fear of offending my bf (he wanted to watch Forbidden Kingdom pretty badly) but even I myself can't help but notice his chest rising and falling a lot of times when I was leaning on him during the movie. Yawners we are. :P

In contrast, (too damn tired to write a long choked up review for both movies), I am surprised that Ironman packed some moral values in the movie (yesh, I expect American movies to be shallow and just full of sex and action) whereas Forbidden Kingdom was a total 'duh' to me. Action? Yes. Storyline? So damn freaking lame lah. Jackie Chan, Jet Li and the other actors did great, yes, but it's NOT a good movie in short. It's like a Chinese Narnia story to me. >.> Some lame kid falling back into time, yadda yadda, we've been there, done that liao, alright?! Next please.

Hence, I shall crown the Forbidden Kingdom as the Forbidden (Con)dom for conning so many people to surge their box office hits. Lame ass movie with good action. Same like mindless Stephen Chow movies nia. -__-

Friday
Headed over to darling's house to help him with his mess. Aunty was kind enough to let me have a taste of her special soup (damn heaty but extremely good) and darling cooled me off with a nice jelly drink. Two drinks in a day, how nourishing. -__-

- Till this point I was still refraining myself from using the computer. Eyes need ample amount of rest you know. -

Saturday
Right here I'm blogging before I sleep even though I'm supposed to sleep 30 minutes ago (promised my dear). I think I better butt off now, sleepiness is overwhelming me.

Good night, peeps. And thanks for following Yahui-Hui.Blogspot.Com.

=)

Ya Hui's Guide to Orthodontic (Teeth Bracing) Treatment: All You Need To Know.

noreply@blogger.com (.: Ya Hui :.) — Tue, 29 Apr 2008 05:40:00 +0000

Hi guys! I'm here to share my bracing experience with you all, and write in down in permanent form before all memories of my bracing experience is lost. I did my bracing at year 2006 and finished it at 2007. Took me 1 and a 1/2 years for the whole duration of the treatment. The doctor used the Damon Bracing System on me and that is what I'll talk about mainly. This guide is purely written based on personal experience so there might be room for error. Therefore, always check with your doctor and leave my guide as a secondary opinion. Now, let's proceed!

The Beginning

This is it. The day you decide whether to have your teeth done or not. This is the point where you need to give up your good food, sacrifice your dad's money and your precious time to fight for that winning smile that you've always wanted. Ever got laughed at because of your rabbit teeth? I did. Actually I wasn't really bothered (at the point where I had my braces, I was 15 - 16 so I couldn't be bothered about my looks) but my parents did. They say it was so bad, my lips look pursed all the time. -__-

Okay, first of all, you need to engage a doctor. For me, I engaged David Orthodontics to do it for me because I got influenced by my brother's girlfriend. Actually my brother had already done bracing eons ago but I was too young to understand my parent's good intention.

Now one thing to note about choosing a doctor: It's very, very, very important. Before bracing, I've seen friends who went for government hospitals to 'take a number' and line up for their turn and end up getting their teeth fucked up. Sure, the gov hospital saved them from rabbit tooth-dom, but the teeth are still crooked. Why waste your time and go through that pain and end up with null results? It's simply not worth it. Of course, if you have budget limitations, then that's understandable.

When your doctor checks your teeth, bombard him with questions! Ask him everything you want to know. You're the rice bowl for the doc and you have a right to leech the best services out of him. Get to know your teeth condition, how the whole procedure will go so you don't open your mouth and wait for surprise buttshecks to happen.

I have a bracing buddy / classmate who just goes and opens his mouth for the doctor to do anything he wants without knowing his condition. How can? And I especially hate people like these because end up you kena bombarded with questions that are supposed to be directed to a doctor, not someone who has experience. Basically, everyone's treatment is customized to suit your own needs so one will never know what you're going through.

Settling Down with your Choice

So you've had a consultation with your doctor, he should be preparing what you need and what is suitable. In my guide, I'll mainly talk about the Damon Bracing System, which is the one that I opted for (and the main choice of most patients). For your information, here are the available options. Again, this is strictly to my own knowledge, I'm not a pro, merely a girl sharing her experience.

The most conventional:

Damon Bracing System - In essence, uses metal brackets and pressure to align your teeth. Full information at the link. So clickie. :D

The other (expensive) options:

Invisalign – A state of the art alternative to braces that is virtually invisible to other people. Invisalign straightens your teeth utilising a series of clear, removable appliances called aligners. The aligners are customised for each patient by using 3-D computer technology to calibrate them and create between 12 and 48 aligners.
Lingual Braces – The true invisible brace . These invisible braces are applied behind the teeth allowing you to smile with confidence. Patients who have worn both conventional and lingual braces will attest to the fact that invisible braces are more comfortable.
Ceramic Braces – Like traditional braces these are worn on the front of the teeth, however unlike metal braces they blend with the color of the teeth. Ceramic braces are as effective as metal braces and will not stain.

Courtesy of Mona Lisa Smiles

Getting your Braces On

Aiyoh... It's been a year plus since I did my bracing. So I'll be vague. You can tell me things that I can add, miss out or point out mistakes by dropping me a comment. Here goes...

Firstly, your teeth will be cleaned. Then, they will stick the metal brackets on your teeth. Yes, stick it on. Of course, it's glue. And it's breakable, which is why people say it's a pain to wear braces and eat food. You must take extra gentle bites when you have braces on. No apple biting and no cannibal style eating. (if you eat like an animal, ripping off meat from bones) :P

After that, they will attach metal rings at four of your second backmost teeth. See the 4 pieces of metal in my picture? It was previously surrouding my teeth, collecting food, giving off foul smells, and when they took out, there was so much plaque stuck I grossed myself out... Ah, I better stop it. Yes, it's unavoidable, so don't complain. And you must take good care of your oral hygiene during your treatment.

The ring is the 'control centre' of your braces. It is the fella that sustains the wire's pressure. It is also the fella who have extra spaces to hook (optional) rubber bands should you need them in the progress of your treatment.

After your metal brackets and the rings have been securely fastened, they'll start you off with a very flimsy wire. Mind you, although it's flimsy, it has great force that can make you in pain for several days. As your treatment progress, you will see that the doctor uses wires that are thicker and thicker by each treatment. You can hear the doc request different wires from the nurse before he finds the correct one to suit you, so no worries. ^^

So what's holding the wire and bracket together? It's the infamous little coloured rubber that you see on a bracing patient. The rubbers are to be changed each time you visit the doctor so that you have sufficient elasticity to hold the thing back. It's not as gruesome as this picture, but you get the picture hor?

For me, that's where the fun was. Choosing which colour I'd like to have every month. The colour combos that I could remember were blue / pink, green / orange, pink / purple, black / white, and so on! So much fun aye? But of course, those who are working will opt for neutral coloours, hehe. Can't afford to show off like a teenager who has nothing but her self image to lose. :P

Along the whole course of treatment, the doctor will use several tools to correct your teeth according to your needs, so i won't elaborate more on these. Here is a picture to show you one commonly used tool:

This is the infamous rubber band, located at both sides of the teeth. For rabbit teeth fellas, to provide extra force to pull the teeth in. Where do they hook at? If you look at your Damon brackets closely, you'll see some small little hooks. Those are there should there be any need for extra support. Sibeh gross hor? Looking back, I can't imagine how I survived that duration of treatment, especially when speaking to my crush (who is now my current bf), he he he he... So girls, I told you you're not alone, so don't worry and let it be. ;)

The Progressive Treatment

Now that you're kickstarted your treatment, you'll need to visit the dentist monthly! No, you can't afford to be lazy. If you're lazy, you'll only delay your treatment. So, be punctual and diligent. Have self-discipline! Since you know you'll be spending 1 year or more for the treatment, make sure you won't be involved in anything important like a wedding or a pageant that you wish to take part in.

The Pain

This is the main drawback that everyone who wishes to seek orthodontic treatment think about. Let you tell me how 'painful' it is. It's not really 'pain' like you're jabbed with a knife. The pain is due to slow and steady pressure that the braces put on you in order to push your teeth to the correct order. Personally, I call this sensation 'pressure' on my teeth. It feels sore in the first several months, and as you progress and when you upgrade to extra thick and tight rubbers, you'll feel even worse. But the pain doesn't stretch across the span of your whole orthodontic treatment, so don't worry okay? It will last for several days nia, nothing geh. ^^

It's not so bad that you need to put off the treatment. Patience, patience and patience.

The Process

Once you start your bracing treatment you are subjecting yourself to ~~lifetime~~ temporary imprisonment.

During the start of your treatment, the doctor will treat you very gently, giving you the mildest tools for you to get used to it. Then, he will wean you off by switching to the usage of thick wires which provide more pressure and thicker, longer rubbers which are pretty 'tight' to wear compared to the individual little coloured rubbers. This is essential because if you were to use the starting items, your treatment will take you forever to finish.

I wouldn't elaborate more on this because everybody's treatment ought to be different at this stage, and again, orthodontic treatments needs to be personalized to suit your needs. Any questions? Ask your doc. Doc poked a funny equipment into your mouth, making you scared about it? Ask him what is it. Probe him if you need to!

Possible Tooth Extractions

If you're scared shit about tooth extractions and injections, you need to think twice before you do bracing. There is no backing out from this. I had 4 tooth extractions, as you can see from my picture, the 4 pieces of teeth lying on my desk. One of the teeth there is a bit crooked, stupid bugger had me in so much pain and anxiety when I took it off even under the effects of anesthetics.

Tooth extractions are done because the doctor needs room to push your teeth in to the correct order. Some people need some tooth to be extracted, some don't. Good luck, commander.

The Results?

I'll let pictures do the talking.

This is not a very obvious shot, but that's the best I can find. :(

Sorry, love this pic so much, dun wish to crop out my bf, sorry ya. :P

Things you need to be aware of:

- Oral hygiene. Like teeth, braces can attract plaque and dirt. If you don't take care of your braces, you will end up with very foul breath and extremely visible dirt on your teeth and braces, where the edges meet. For me, at the end of my treatment, which was 1 1/2 years later, there was yellow gunk stuck to my braces, it's unavoidable but you must clean it well. Just try to do your best to prevent it.

- Eating habits. No chewing gum, no eating like a cannibal, no jagung, nothing. First few days after you change the rubber, it'll be hell painful.

- No kissing. Unless you want to cut off your partner's tongue, which I can assure you is not pleasant at all. (Dear, if you're reading this, please thank God that I took off my bracing baru start pak toh with you. :P)

- Should any metal component poke you and cause you pain, relief yourself by using the dental wax provided and seek the doctor immediately. Usually for 'emergency' cases like these, you don't need to line up in the clinic. Usually the fixing procedure only takes more or less 15 minutes depending on how much damage you did.

- Weird occurrences in your mouth. See the big gap in my picture? That's normal and will close as your braces does it's job in putting your teeth in order. ^^

- ALWAYS communicate with your doctor with things that you aren't sure. Don't leave yourself doubtful then ask for second opinion from someone who isn't professional enough to assure you.

Where to Do?!

I had my treatment done at David Orthodontics, a private specialist clinic located at Wisma Angkasa Raya, which can be seen right opposite KLCC. If you're coming from Jalan Ampang, go further down without turning and you'll see it.

A special thanks to Dr Muhammad, the doctor-in-charge of my case. I've always asked for him every time I visit the clinic, because he exudes confidence and is extremely friendly. :)

Jeez, I should ask them to pay me for this free advertising, but never mind lah, I'm here to share the experience, that's all. :P

Anyway, as I mentioned above, please try not to go to weird, unknown clinics or private hospitals unless you have financial problems. I have seen a couple of friends who suffer like shit to go through the treatment and end up losing their rabbit teeth, BUT ending up with crooked and uneven teeth. That's not fair, isn't it?! Which is why they say you pay for what you get.

How Much?

Typical Damon System Braces in my clinic costs RM4500++ in my clinic. It varies from place to place so you better do some survey before walking in into the clinic. It's not a one-time visit, you'll be visiting the doctor till you're done with your treatment, so choose well!!!!!

Something that you need to note is you'll be paying additional money for stuff like retainers and all those, so be sure to ask very clearly about the prices. Some fishy clinics may ask you to pay a fixed price and boast that they have no additional charges, and end up asking you to please pay for the retainers after you're done with your treatment. So, please get to know what you're going to pay.

Additional Options

There are also optional treatments which you may be interested. I opted for something called 'Internal Retainers' (or whatever it's called) which is an alternative to the typical plastic retainer. With the internal retainer, I can choose not to wear the normal retainer at daytime and only wear the normal retainer at night.

Don't want to wear this fugly normal retainer during daytime? Ask your doctor about 'internal' retainers instead.

The internal retainer is a piece of metal that is stuck with special glue on the back of your teeth. Pics? I don't know how to show you, anyone got a good camera that I can stick into my mouth to shoot? :P

So for those who are finishing their treatment, ask whether your clinic provides this if you're interested.

Self Conscious?

I understand that some of you are already in the workforce and are very particular about looks. But let me just say this - the results that you get are simply fantastic. I've heard gals who complain they can't kiss because of braces. Well, answer this: Would you like to approach your loved one looking like this?

Or... Like this?

For me, the latter wins hands down. Anyway, it's not a death sentence, maybe it'd be fun to check out ways to kiss with braces on? Then you can brag about how you and your guy get tangled when you were kissing with braces and... (insert sentence here) :P

In short, the results are simply worth going through the pains. So if you are able to afford treatment, go do it!

And also, bracing treatment can also improve overall oral health. No more weird gaps that your toothbrush can't reach because your teeth is properly aligned. How cool is that?

I hope you enjoy reading my guide. :) Do drop me a comment and tell me how you feel okay?!

I'd Hit It! ba da da da da Hit It!

noreply@blogger.com (.: Ya Hui :.) — Sun, 27 Apr 2008 14:16:00 +0000

I'd hit this! Will you?! :P

Okay, back to topic. Never mind what the hell Forever 21 is trying to imply with this mannequin's ass. Why am I not seeing any religious leaders get gaga all over this mannequin and demand the fashion store to cover up the sexy mannequin. But surprisingly instead, they're fretting about women being overly seductive when they wear lipstick (scroll to 9th November for relevant post)? So, does this uber sexy plastic butt distract anyone's sleep? I certainly hope not. Gosh, I'm so sorry if it did. >.< style="font-style: italic;">(yeah yeah, I know it's a bit old, but still... Lolz...)

Nang me only if you really enjoy the humour, dang me if you think this random parody sucks. Kthxbai. ^^

Time Can Really Slouch A Person...

noreply@blogger.com (.: Ya Hui :.) — Sat, 26 Apr 2008 12:00:00 +0000

Haha, nice pun hor? Read further to get to know what I actually mean. :) But first, let me tell you about the happy happy day I had.

Today I've just finished a gruelling exam which had me writing nonchalantly over my answer sheet. My answers were spanned across 3 answer booklets, imagine the intense writing.

Everything that I've memorized... Everything that my buddies have chanted in my ears when we're having our study sessions... Good, it got stuck in me head. So I answered pretty fluently EXCEPT FOR THAT DAMN QUESTION NUMBER 11(C) THAT KO'D ME AND CHRISTINE DAMNIT!

T.T

Just one question away from my possible grade A, I certainly hope not. T.T

- exam rant ends here -

Sorry for the emo-ness, my bro kick started my morning with scolding me about my 'priorities' when I emerged from my room with my eye makeup on. Like, come on, I'm a girl, I'm gonna have fun after exam, what's wrong with being dressed up? And there you were complaining which girl looks like crap. What you want from us?!

And how can you EVER judge how I put my priorities simply by seeing me putting on makeup before I go for my exam? Didn't you know I've been putting in effort to study? So, a little effort to dress myself up after my hard work to get over the exam is wrong, huh?

I think you'll stumble across this sentence when you browse through my blog. I know you do, I wanna let you know i'm super pissed off at your morning greeting but never mind, which elder sibling (especially one who is way older than you) doesn't have their younger sibling's best interests at heart? You're forgiven. Just don't scream at me right in the morning like that, damnit. I do NOT appreciate that.

- elder sibling rant ends here -

This semester is a total joke. To accomodate TARC's intake timing, which is the middle of the year, we have a ridiculously short semester which is my current one which just officially ended today. For this semester, we only had 2 papers to take. Damn you lah TARC, can't you have some fucking sense and stuff those high pressure subjects for us when we've got more time and not put all the shit together in an extremely jam-packed timetable?! DAMN YOU! I HOPE YOU'RE READING THIS, anyone of you from TARC. And put me into TARISA (Tunku Abdul Rahman Inter-College Security Act). Like I care, or as if you dare. Give me a god damn good explanation and I'll give you a public apology over the things I said here. Wait a min, should I even say sorry? It's my blog. Try me. And I'm pretty sick of the lack of lecturer / lack of venue thingie. I simply do not believe that crap.

- TARC rant stops here -

My after exam entertainment for today consists of going to Chilli's KLCC for a tantalizing (read: tantalizingly expensive) meal. It cost RM312 for 8 persons. Albeit the price, it was good fun passing food all around the cramped table and feeding each other. ^^

Honestly, after having such a hearty western style meal, I feel like a balloon about to explode. I have no idea how the angmoh's do it. How do you guys eat so much calories and not utter a single complain that your stomach is not bloated?

(Actually this is my friend's question and I replied her: maybe they're too bedridden with diabetes, that's why we can't hear them complain. LOL!)

I'd love to fill this blog up with pictures, but due to the limitations of a camera phone, I'll have to say sorry for the time being. :( :( :( *am so sad that I feel like crying, sure gonna drive readership away if i continue post text and no pictures*

We didn't do much after lunch as they were half dead after the intense studying for the exam so me and Viv went and raid Topshop and Zara for some bargain grabs. We flipped over the Tong Sampah lot of the discount rack, and got ourselves the same clothing. I bought the blue one while she nabbed two of them in different colours. Girl, you damn geng leh. :P Anyway, looking at Viv side by side with the same shirt on only emphasizes what my darling has been trying to tell me. My shoulders are too narrow, and I don't hold clothes with sleeves / or without nicely because of not much shoulder space. The shirt fit her perfectly but it was a tad loose for me on the shoulders. Bleh. Whatever, my wonder-mom will make sure it fits me like a glove after the shirt is done through her magical hands and skills. ^^\

Oh ya btw, this Vivian girl is beautiful, attractive and single (one of the things I'm not :P). Send in your resume if you please. :P

- this is turning into a commentary of Ya Hui's Day in KLCC, shoot. -

Okay, my pun. Well, when Viv was busying herself in the changing room, I was fiddling around with the accessories, looking at the girl who looks damn familiar. Then I stole a glance at her name tag. It stated Ann (names changed to protect privacy). Curiosity got the better of me. I went up to her, and said: 'Hi, you look familiar. May I know your surname?'. She said Wong. OMGWTFBBQSAUCE! Seems like I have a penchant for bumping into old friends at the most unexpected places. And those old friends mainly consist of those that I got to know through my ballet classes (stopped years ago due to the sudden change of teachers and my admittance into Chinese 'hell' school life - weekend classes OMG!)

Btw, I bumped into dear Beve when I was fooling around in Kokorobox. Can't forget that thrill of bumping into a friend that I haven't met for many years through the Internet. Can't forget I met my bf through the Internet either. Internet, full of wonders. (/b/rothers, no internet haet machine k :P)

So the main reason that I didn't approach her earlier was because she had a serious case of slouching. She, Ann Wong, the tall and beautiful ballet dancer with the nice slender body with the ballerina stature, admired by our teachers, standing before me, with a slouch?

My goodness. Is admittance to TARC (she had her A Levels there) so much hell that she slouched over her books in agony during her duration there? I was really amazed at the difference. It was a bit overwhelming. My friend, the nice ballet dancer who was educated in ballet school to suck in her tummy, stand straight, shoulders back, buttocks sucked in, slouching? That certainly had me wondering. *looks at my body* I slouch when I'm lazy, but usually when I'm outside I maintain my posture*

Time really can change a person. But from our awkward little conversation, I couldn't tell further how much it has changed Ann. She was very very friendly to us before I introduced myself. She even gave me a hug. Sweet, sweet gal. Love you~

I certainly hope everything changes and becomes a better person over time. And, don't slouch.

*Some of you might not be able to understand my shock of seeing a friend 'slouching', but I guess it's sort of a significant little random event to me. Particularly the way of meeting her, damn coincidental. This also makes me know that humans can change over time, and sometimes Miss Fate is just soooooo unpredictable, makes you meet people at the most unexpected places*

I think I have made literacy legend by writing something so damn 'random' leh. You've gotta forgive me. :P

And lastly, thanks for being with me. :)

Eating Outside is Actually Hazardous to your Health.

noreply@blogger.com (.: Ya Hui :.) — Thu, 24 Apr 2008 09:46:00 +0000

Sometimes, eating out simply grosses me out.

Now, let's not start talking about high-end restaurants. Let us start from the basics - the typical Malaysian hawker centers.

I believe Malaysians went through Pendidikan Moral at a very young age, no? Or is it just an education ministry gimmick to 'prove' that they've actually done something to educate our children well? For me, it's about memorizing some crap, then filling up the paper, getting good grades, and get rewarded with sweets or whatever that counts at my age.

Oh, wait a min. New age kids, get bribed with sweets? No way man. Try offending the fella and he'll immediately show you THE finger. Give him a sweet? Probably he'll request that you replace the sweet with a RM10 prepaid card to load up their little fancy gadgets.

Okay I've strayed a bit too far, let's get back to topic.

Do people have the common courtesy at all to NOT DIG THEIR TEETH FOR FOOD SCRAPS RIGHT BEHIND YOU?! A fella did that right behind my mom, as I see the scrap flutter down I could feel the flutter of air near my skin.

That is soooooooooo EEEEEEEW! No common courtesy at all, I was giving the fella the lolidoracat stare but he continued doing so. Thinking back, I should have snapped pictures of him and when he asks me why, I'd say: You look amazingly gorgeous doing that, I MUST put you up in teh Interwebs!

Right after this happened, as I diverted my attention towards other (un)Godly places, I saw (and heard) an ah pek coughing his heart out. Now, I don't think he was in any life-endangering situation. But WHY THE HELL DO YOU HAVE TO COUGH LIKE THAT? Can't you be polite? Worse thing is, he wiped his coughing residue on the hard plastic chairs. See what I mean when I said about my hygiene mania in my previous post? I have my sources, I am not kidding when I said there are 1908438565687 germs just waiting for you when you sit down on any chair other than those at home. So pleaseeeeeeeeeee don't have the habit of getting home and immediately dropping dead on bed no matter how tired you are. Shower, to the very least, and change your clothes! You never know what surprise buttshecks you can get when you sit down on any random chair in coffee shops.

So tell me, is the chee cheong fun that you eat good? Nice hor, remember to pay the uncle. *As you pay him, he took the money graciously, gave you a toothy grin, then returned to using his hands to chop up the chee cheong fun*

Okay, I don't want to go THAT far, you should get what I mean by now. But just the mere fact that these situations are unavoidable, has got me to succumb to the dangers of eating out.

So to the very least, I can safely declare home as a clean zone. :P

Now how about those big restaurants with a roof on top, protecting you from the dangers of germs? Think again man, think again. Behind the nice glass door separating you from the kitchen, lies a dark, gloomy area of unhygienic preparation of your food.

Of course, you can never avoid all of these situations, I know. So to the very least, take care of your hygiene when you're back home, won't you? AND, have common courtesy when you're outside. To the very least, refrain yourself from doing gross stuff in the public. Once you do it, someone is bound to notice leh.

Anyhoo, it's these bacteria that makes the food good sometimes, ain't it? :P Imagine mamak food without the dirty plates and dirty surrounding, without pigeons and crows flocking by for scraps. Without all these, hawker food won't be good, ain't it? So, bear with it, meanwhile, enjoy yourself. And keep the only territory - your home, clean, won't you? =)

Baah... I am contradicting myself yet again. -.-

Disclaimer: *The owner of this blog shall not be responsible for any loss of appetite after the reading of this entry*

Happy 1st Anniversary Baby~

noreply@blogger.com (.: Ya Hui :.) — Wed, 23 Apr 2008 11:55:00 +0000

Funny how a year seems so measly if compared to our long-run friendship of 6 years (and still running). That's right, today is the first annual benchmark of our relationship.

Am I yet another ditsy girl who goes gaga and spend all her bf's money on so-called 'important' dates? Well, I dunno. For me, as long as I can live everyday, knowing that there is someone loving me very deeply, and always there for me - this is much more sufficient than things that money could buy. Sentimental things, to be exact. Materialistic stuff? Nah. Once in a blue moon maybe, I don't fancy spending people's dad's money. :P

Of course, I wouldn't mind occasional gifts here and there, which girl wouldn't right?! LOL. :P

In this eventful year, we:

Broke the ice that has been growing as time flies by.
Scoured each other's hearts for the feeling that we have been hiding from each other for the past 6 years.
Realised that we weren't just friends - we were more than friends.
Discovered our love for each other.
Held hands and declared our love to each other.
Shared things that we couldn't when we were just friends.
Kissed.
Pouring our hearts out to each other the way we couldn't previously.
Shared wonderful moments together.
Discovered things that we didn't know about each other. (I didn't know you were this cute darling. :P)
And so on.

The list could go on and on, but I'll probably bore your ass off so I'll save the details.

I find every single moment loving him a great pleasure. I find that being angry with him hurts like physical pain. And I always believe, there is so much more to learn about your other half. It's a lifelong process, isn't it?

Just as how I'm gonna love you with all my heart.

Happy 1st Anniversary my dearest~ I love you~

Holding on to you and never letting go (even if it means suffocating you :P)...

... Taking pictures with you resting on my head lovingly...

... And kissing like Spidey and MJ.

Photography by Freaky. Thank you so much, I love the series! More pictars of chicks, bugs, landscapes, and much more creative photography from ShutterAsia Forums. Whole set of my pics are there, go see if you are interested. :)

Ya Hui's Guide to Dramatic Falling into your Lover's Arms Pose.

noreply@blogger.com (.: Ya Hui :.) — Sun, 20 Apr 2008 01:30:00 +0000

Hi, reporting back from my tedious hike of a small hill that leads to a miniature haven with my dearest.

Ya know, in the movies, you always see the heroine dropping into the hero's arms right?! Right?! I did that just now! But it wasn't intentional or anything... It was a god damn slip from a piece of rock, moistened by the rush of water and waiting for a victim to step on it. So here am I, still alive and giving you a brief walk-through through the process of the famous 'falling into one's arms' pose. :P

1. Find yourself a nice slippery rock to 'slip' on.
2. Make sure your loved one / the one you wanna 'bok mong' is right in front of you.
3. SLIP! (Yeah, it won't hurt a bit, definitely! *sarcasm*)
4. Drop into your loved ones (or the one you have your eyes on) arms! (LOL just noticed my Engrand is so poor I dunno where to put the little " ' " at in my Engrand sentence!)
Disclaimer: If your aim is so bad or the one you fancy doesn't like you to touch him and stepped aside, too bad. Hope you can claim from your insurance yeah. :P = PROFIT!!!!!!!11one!

Simple, isn't it?

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It was NOT okay?!!!!!!!!! It was one hell of a fall for me. If my darling wasn't standing right in front of me after he slipped down, I would might as well have been typing this entry while bleeding on my laptop damnit! Luckily what I landed on was the soft and bouncy flesh of my darling and not the numerous rocks OR the waterfall beside it! *Sob sob*

Let me recap how I felt just now:

When you slip,
1. You'll be thinking 'OMG OMG I'm slipping' without any other room for thought. And no, you won't be so clear-headed that you can manage to pray to God hoping you'll survive the fall. Believe me, it's Hollywood nonsense.
2. You're losing your balance (duh).
3. You anticipate PAIN.

For me, I was lucky my feet slided nicely into a small pile of rocks and I didn't twist them in any other way. Then, when I lost my balance, I just landed 'piak' on my darling.

You think like in the movies, the heroine can gain her composure within a matter of seconds and stare up into her hero's eyes and say: 'I love you!' right?! No way at all man. The adrenaline will still definitely be pumping in your veins. Then when you cool down, you'll be shaken. Then THAT's where you start gibbering away to your loved one how grateful you are for breaking the fall.

Anyhooo... I gotta stop gibbering sooooo... Pics of the place!

Photography Coutesy of my Love~~~ I wish my hands were as steady as his. T.T

Waaaaaaaaaaaay Belated Valentines (Picture Post).

noreply@blogger.com (.: Ya Hui :.) — Mon, 14 Apr 2008 02:38:00 +0000

My first Valentines Day was delayed due to the fact that I was in too much pain to even move my butt from one place to another. =( Since that bout of gastrick + food poisoning, my stomach has never felt the same. =(

Anyhoo, Me and my darling nearly 1 year together liao loh, anniversary is coming up soon. ^^ Will we always be as happy, 10, 2o, 30 and infinite years from now?! Yes, I believe so. Even though my first Valentines is spent sweating the shat outta me under the sun, holding hands with you and scavenging through the depths of porn stashed streets and beggars and rubbish and mangkalis in search of good food.

Doesn't sound the exact epitome of romantic, isn't it? But nevermind, am not gonna splurge on other people's daddy's money. Once in a blue moon is fine though. XD and ANYTHING works, as long as I'm with him.

The moments were indescribable with words, so here are the pictures galore. FOOD. I hardly post pictures of food, even anything! Thanks to the supreme picture saving speed of my Sharp 903SH, wouldn't want my dining partners waiting for me to snap several pictures (Actually no problem one, is the saving speed that takes up all my time damnit) then only dig in to hot food, right?! Will get myself a digicam (or another fast camera phone) soon~ Bringing lively good quality pictures for my blog~ =)

Curry Mee~ KL's Curry Mee never appeals to me the Penang mui. :(

Prawn Mee~ Again, doesn't appeal to this Penang mui but is good enough to satisfy my craving~

My beloved ah pek eating enjoying his food.

The best place for beef noodles in KL?! This one!!1 Don't go to the one called Lai Fong or something, no good. This is the famous one.

This is actually the aunty who sells the beef noodles at the alley. She rocks lah. I was at the point of desperation to find her when I passed by a new unfamiliar stall at the end of Petaling Street. I opened my mouth and said stupidly with my broken cantonese, 'You got stall at the alley inside too?' She said yes, and we happily sat down for our bowl of beefy goodness.

Besides all these, we had chee cheong fun that was advertised by Ah Xian. Not much wow factor so I didn't bother to post up. Disappointed de leh, if didn't eat that thing I think we could have eaten more. XD We put our food trip to an abrupt end with a cooling Guai Ling Gou from Kong Woh Tong, our resident Herbal Specialist Shop.

The fun part of it all? All we have with us is an umbrella and sufficient money to take taxi in case we get lost. We went back and forth via Star LRT which is pretty convenient to travel to that area.

Was so soaked with sweat at the end of this trip I could practically wet you if I were to hug you, he he. So fun or not?! You must be thinking how crazy the idea is to spend Valentines Day sweating in the sun eating junk from the streets. For me, it was an experience that produced sparks because of the shared happiness I have for being together with my tora. Beat that. :P

Total cost of the trip = RM30. Cheap leh?

So tell me, how did you spend your Valentines? Oh, didn't you went to that restaurant who charged you triple the normal price on Vday?! And, oh my, you bought her flowers?! Wtf, they cost at least 100 for some wilted little roses, don't it?! Poor thing. :P

Haha, just kidding lah. Wherever you spent it, it's personal preference, and God bless the couples have a wonderful love life with their partners. =)

I got 'competition' LOL.

noreply@blogger.com (.: Ya Hui :.) — Sat, 12 Apr 2008 03:47:00 +0000

Yesterday my neko-kun told me pretty innocently that some weird fella SMSed him requesting that they become friends.

He's pretty innocent and frank with me, isn't it?

Judging from the 'cuteness' of the message, it must be a girl lah. Who would lace a message with all sorts of cute nonsense?! Usually I myself am so snappy in messages that my friends thought I'm in a temper or something. -.- But that's just me, guys. I have a deep affiliation with the Internets that you guys can never understand. T.T

Funnily enough, the message came from a guy / girl who visits the same forum that me and my beau met 6 years ago. The randomness of that message really struck both of us surprised, and bemused. We started talking about our old days, where we were still kids fooling around with forums, wanting to 'get to know friends (yeah rite, probably trying to look for a gf / bf lah) stage' and ended up having each other as close buddies, leading to our current history. LOL!

Anyhoo, I am wondering why does the faggot have access to my bf's number.

Hence, I pulled neko-kun's ears and said in an angry voice:

"Tell me! Have you been promoting yourself to single girls on the Internet?"

His expression was priceless. (Priceless in the sense only a person's lover could understand)

It was a mixture between being convicted of a crime he didn't do, a mixture of suprise, and a mixture of betrayal that I accused him of doing such.

LOL, I'm very bad hor? I wanted to grab his phone outta his hand to SMS the girl, claiming my territory from that (most probably a) girl and tell the beech my neko is taken!

And he fought with me over the phone, saying:

"What's yours is yours, you don't have to fight to let other people know I'm yours leh." emphasizing his point with puppy dog eyes.

*Melts with sweetness*

VixNote: Btw, I've yet to do a waaaaaaaaaay belated post about my Valentines Day (yet another boring entry about me and my bf, yes) and a post for Kimberlycun about bracing. I lost me memory card adapter. :( Please bear with me (as if you're interested to see my VDay pictures or my buckteeth look before bracing) while I dig through my mess to find the little piece of plastic which I always take for granted. *sob sob*

And I wanna thank my readers for visiting my blog. I have 186 visits this week, and I hope to achieve 200 (or more) by the end of this week. Sure, 200 is so little compared to others, but I'm working on it, support me, won't you?! ;)

Ya Hui the Mythbuster - Of Lectures and Lecturers.

noreply@blogger.com (.: Ya Hui :.) — Fri, 11 Apr 2008 06:46:00 +0000

" TARC students love pronouncing 'lectures' as 'lecturers'. "

FYI,

Lecture:
–noun

1.	a speech read or delivered before an audience or class, esp. for instruction or to set forth some subject: a lecture on Picasso's paintings.

2.	a speech of warning or reproof as to conduct; a long, tedious reprimand.

Lecturer:
–noun

1.	a person who lectures.

2.	an academic rank given in colleges and universities to a teacher ranking below assistant professor.

VixNote: Now, i'm not going to talk about 'what' these words are. So as long as you get the meaning, which I believe the above explanations will prove sufficient. The reason is because I myself suck at differentiating between nouns, verbs, etc. I just know how to use them damnit. :P

Ya know, this is NOT a myth. If I'm NBTD I think I can record at least 100 clips of TARCians talking among themselves, for eg.

Ah Lian: Eh, later got Mass Media lecturer!
Ah Beng: Ya wor! This lecturer important or not?!

VixNote: the lecturer sure important lah! He's the one giving you marks for your exams leh damnit.

*Vomits blood*

Shows how BAD the English is there huh? Some more they proclaim themselves 'fluent' in English. Come on, even I call my own English, 'Engrand'. You still dare call that sort of retarded language that you speak English?!!!!!! Disgrace indeed!

*Cringes in shame when I hear another bugger saying what time is the next lectureR*

I didn't know the 'lecturers' time is up.

Abruptly ends this entry with a /facepalm.

Random (Neko) Musing of the Day.

noreply@blogger.com (.: Ya Hui :.) — Wed, 09 Apr 2008 13:01:00 +0000

My mom was setting up some netting for our entrance door grill because some unknown animal (most probably cat) climbed in and pissed on our prized shoe collection.

Damn you neko, go piss elsewhere lah. Don't make me kick a cute thing like you.

Anyhoo, after the netting was all set up on our grill, my brother was pretty lost in his thoughts.

He was actually imagining this story:

Mr Neko loves doing nice 'business' in his favourite unit (we live in a condo). "That particular girl's shoe odour drives me crazy I need to pee on it.", thought Mr Neko.

One day, when his bladder was extremely tight and he needed to pee urgently, he walked serenely to our unit, hoping to rest his ass comfortably on that fragrant gold shoes and let the bombs out!

Just when he reached the last flight of stairs, and he can't hold his bladder any longer...

He found out...

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THE GRILL IS NETTED OMFG!

At this point, my brother started laughing himself silly while I gave him the cold stare.

Lolidoraneko is NOT amused.