Cruel Un-Intentions

Hm, lately I found that the laugh of the day usually comes at night when you are least prepared. (Ouch, I slammed the drawer into my finger. One of the three fingers that can actually type. I wonder if this karma to what I did and am about to do?)

I must thank Amanda for being a real friend, one who is so confident in me, or maybe too gullible to be around me, to believe that I could really achieve the impossible.

This is a brief account of our PRIVATE chat. And while you read, mark the point where you start suspecting fishiness and prove my innocence.

ĄмåñĐẶ ŁĕęĶũǻŊ people are just about as happy as they make up their minds to be says:
victoria's secret angel? u mean Victoria's Secret !? lingerie shopwear?

hIkArI* Cutting away from the mortal world. Cos becoming an angel mah.... Victoria secret angel! says:
yaya.. couldn't u guess it? so obvious.. i am the model there!

******** Point 1

ĄмåñĐẶ ŁĕęĶũǻŊ people are just about as happy as they make up their minds to be says:
eh actually u mean they ask u to audition to become a lingerie model?
or are u actually talkin about something else?

hIkArI* I know u all are exctied about Merdeka, but can you please cut down the LOUD MUSIC? says:
it is true la.. i dunno why! Scared me to death! ....but also a bit embarassing..

******** Point 2

ĄмåñĐẶ ŁĕęĶũǻŊ people are just about as happy as they make up their minds to be says:
wow shouldnt u be pleased that they actually asked u to audition!? it shows that ur body is FIT FIT FIT!!!!

hIkArI* I know u all are exctied about Merdeka, but can you please cut down the LOUD MUSIC? says:
Hey, how did thye even know abt my body? I din give them pics at all!!

ĄмåñĐẶ ŁĕęĶũǻŊ people are just about as happy as they make up their minds to be says:
Then explain why they called u up?
U must have made a really GREAT impression la!! Thts why they remember u...

hIkArI* I know u all are exctied about Merdeka, but can you please cut down the LOUD MUSIC? says:
i am so not over the shock now... I mean, pls la!
Remember the tummy i showed u a few hours ago?

ĄмåñĐẶ ŁĕęĶũǻŊ people are just about as happy as they make up their minds to be says:
LOL!! U UNDERESTIMATED yourself!!
Its a SEEEXXXXXYYYYYYYYYYY midriff! Not a tummy!

hIkArI* I know u all are exctied about Merdeka, but can you please cut down the LOUD MUSIC? says:
n till today i still am searching for my midriff...

******** Point 3

ĄмåñĐẶ ŁĕęĶũǻŊ people are just about as happy as they make up their minds to be says:
imagine urself.. wearing nothing but lingerie!!!

hIkArI* I know u all are exctied about Merdeka, but can you please cut down the LOUD MUSIC? says:
can u imagine tht?? ? ??? The shame i am abt to bring monash?

ĄмåñĐẶ ŁĕęĶũǻŊ people are just about as happy as they make up their minds to be says:
r u sure u didn make a mistake?

hIkArI* I know u all are exctied about Merdeka, but can you please cut down the LOUD MUSIC? says:
no la! They called me to tell... Cos I asked them wat to expect!

******** Point 4

hIkArI* I know u all are exctied about Merdeka, but can you please cut down the LOUD MUSIC? says:
but with my body?? my face?? no model look la!!

ĄмåñĐẶ ŁĕęĶũǻŊ people are just about as happy as they make up their minds to be says:
your body is FINE. Your looks is GREAT ok.. i personally think u have really classic features..

They just took a quick glance, and quickly assessed you as BOLEH!!!

hIkArI* I know u all are exctied about Merdeka, but can you please cut down the LOUD MUSIC? says:
too quick a glance haha....

ĄмåñĐẶ ŁĕęĶũǻŊ people are just about as happy as they make up their minds to be says:
so self belittling... i dun want to DISCUSS this with u!! wait till i broadcast it to everyone else!

hIkArI* I know u all are exctied about Merdeka, but can you please cut down the LOUD MUSIC? says:
dun tell anyone la...

******** Point 5

hIkArI* I know u all are exctied about Merdeka, but can you please cut down the LOUD MUSIC? says:
can i publish parts of this chat on my blog?

******** Point 6

ĄмåñĐẶ ŁĕęĶũǻŊ people are just about as happy as they make up their minds to be says:
sure

hIkArI* I know u all are exctied about Merdeka, but can you please cut down the LOUD MUSIC? says:
cos u r in the.......
Prank LolaLo show!
hahahahahhahahaha!!!

Ending:

hIkArI* I know u all are exctied about Merdeka, but can you please cut down the LOUD MUSIC? says:
a lignerie model??
hhahahahaa....
not in 19933403 million years!

Now in which point did u sense, or maybe am already truly convinced that I was lying? I hear a lot of Point 1s... So my innocence is proved. I am not evil in this case but mt chat partner is too innocent and gullible. To live in this cruel world of harsh reality, one must not be too innocent and gullible. Although what I am doing may seem bad, but it is for her own good!

Also, the part where she mentioned about me having a FINE body and CLASSIC features, is acutally pretty much irrelevant but I just wanna post it here. No reasons la. Wanna post meh post lo~

To prove that there are no fabrications involved in the chat log, just look at my parts. Typo everywhere. Why did I not change all of them into proper english to save the embarrassment? Just to show that, every single line is true. And too bad that there is this no-fabrication rule, cos the MSN nickname of my chat partner, is pretty much damn obvious.... haha! So what chat partner la, Amanda it is~

Now to show that this was not an intended lie:

As good as I am,

I can never make up,

SUCH A BIG LIE.

I've made it up to u ya, Amanda! No more of this ok:

ĄмåñĐẶ ŁĕęĶũǻŊ people are just about as happy as they make up their minds to be says:

I WILL SLAUGHTER YOU TOMORROW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Unexplanable

Lately I have been reading a book titled 'The Unexplained'. It is about the creatures or events in the past which are considered mythical, fantasy cos we cannot explain them! Now, isn't that obvious? And I was very very amused by the amount of documented sightings of all these creatures, from merfolks to the Loch Ness, Spontaneous Human Torch to fairies. Isnt it a shame that we no longer hear of such sightings?

This was a book I accidentally took from my cousin brother approximately 9 years ago. It was too attached to me and didn't wanna return to its original owner. Not that I din wanna return it.

But it drove me to think. Probably we do see these creatures but then due to the extremely advanced world we live in, maybe we could have disregarded them as something else! A fairy in front of a building can be taken as part of the advertisement on the big TV screen things. Some gnomes near the garden as some ugly sculpted work. A mermaid being chased down as a big fat tuna.

But just when I thought that our world is out of mysteries or magic, only then I realized. What am i talking about? The biggest mystery and magic is rite before my very eyes. Something so unexplained and plain,.....mind-boggling.

The computer.

How every single key on something as flat as a keyboard convey the exact alphabets.

How a single wire can trace your movement on the mouse on the screen.

How these things, yes, THINGS on the screen can become reality just through a printer?

And oooh, the screen, something in front of u, but then it is not really in front of u. Just like an imaginary piece of paper, or many papers! Cos the pages keep changing, and changing. The best thing is, despite all these pages, it is not THICK!

And then, how does a simple CLICK do so much. I mean if everything on the screen itself is not really, erm there or REAL (for if u suddenly turn off ur laptop, they.will.all.be.GONE), then how does a click really act on it?

Even as I update this blog, how does every single word get recorded when all these do not really exist (?)! Where is it. . . . ?

What kinda dimension is my laptop connecting me to? And with these, erm, 3 wires?

(And my boyfriend studies engineering!! What is wrong with me?)

Somehow, to me at least, the computer and the internet is like magic.
Unexplanable, and amusing.

As I look up to the sky, I wonder if that is where the Internet is really hiding.

Heart to heart Talk

Today I had a heart-warming talk with one of the most caring friend I have. After this talk, it is now and forever, baby.

Knowing me, I always forfeit stuffs that require public appearances (despite the celeb status, i know i know). But I am easily baited by free samples of .....everything. Especially beauty products.

So on one fine day back when I still enjoyed the food of the new campus (ages ago isnt it?), I entered a competition just for fun, to try my luck and yeah yeah, for the free sample. Which by the way is still sitting all comfy in my SUPER DUPER SAMPLE COLLECTION BAG.

Now, relate that to this other scenario. Throbbing veins on a clearly oily face. A head full of hair clips of all sorts as any dropping hair is an annoyance. Oversized glasses resting at the nose tip. Frantically typing fingers with frantic backspacing action (typo rules my life). Then came a call.

Apparently I got chosen for a contest which requires an audition (wah, finally this word is related to me). Naturally I rejected it. Why?

1) Reports were driving me out of my mind.
2) I am a big chicken at these things
3) .....I totally forgot what it was.

So i fumbled in the phone for a while. Then resumed my work. Then I kinda regretted my decision! Well, I am a bit scared of the whole thing. But excitement and curiosity tortured me inside out. Haha.

Luckily I have a kind friend who gave me courage in a way, so gentle but sure. I can't help but show the world her greatness.

hIkArI* I crave going Tawau. says:
last nite i got a call, to go for an audition, looking for commercial models

HSC - Jennifer's mum says:
they call u? LOL (i wonder y she LOL-ed?)

HSC - Jennifer's mum says:
jus giv it a shot. u r so youngg. must be daring to try out mar...
surprise urself. dun act like an insecure auntie (as always) ok?

hIkArI* I crave going Tawau. says:
this time i really am michelle reis lo! Hahahaha.....

HSC - Jennifer's mum says:
michelle reis my foot. if hair then u become Beyonce? or Eva longoria?

hIkArI* I crave going Tawau. says:
i think i AM eva longoria now

HSC - Jennifer's mum says:
u haf alwez been Eva longoria in my heart

hIkArI* I crave going Tawau. says:
i know n i am proud of it

HSC - Jennifer's mum says:
HAHAHA. amy will kill u. she has alwez wanted to be eva..
(do u think they will call again)? ahha

Seriously, thanks for all the SUPPORT, friend.
And the honesty in the Eva part!

Once upon a September

IF Once Upon a December, reminds you of heavenly melodies, tingling piano notes. (Okay, that was ChunMing version, but allow me to promote it ONCE again. You are now a click away from a BEAUTIFUL DECEMBER)

THEN Once Upon a September, will never let you forget of its terrorizing grips of off-key notes. At least for me.

If you want a reason, just check out my little FUN timetable below, which a combinatorial creation from all my beloved lecturers in Monash Malaysia :)

27 Aug - Genomics Report (17.5%) [32 pages of sweat]

28 Aug - Crop Science Report (5%)

3 Sept - Genomics Essay (15%)

7 Sept - Crop Science Field Trip (8 am morning breeze)

- Physio Test (10%)

- Physio Report (5%)

10 Sept - Plant Biotech Test (25%)

12 Sept - Plant Biotech Report (2%) [Isn't this sweet of them? Aww....]

14 Sept - Physio Presentation (5%)

17 Sept - Plant Biotech Presentation (5%) [I am going to sue someone regarding this issue]

Aren't they sweet to allow us a maximum of 4 days in between each assignment?

You can't really blame me for thinking myself as a celebrity from time to time. Afterall, at least I have a timetable to match. And not to mention the other 'values' that I shall not repeat again haha.

Even if I wanna deny this FACT, it remains a tough feat! Why?

Imagine standing up to ready to leave after a lecture, only to find the paparazzi (in the Fame post, who I shall name as in NAME, if the resulting pictures are ugly again), taking secret snapshots of me again. This time it was worse, for beside her, were two giggling.......fans of mine (Take that!). I am living in the public eye.

Maybe that is why, my personal assistant QB, gave me an extra gentle reminder today.

A Panda bread? Well, I do resemble one seeing this humongous dark circle I carry around with me like a medal lately. While I know appearance is important for a celebrity... I better not get carried away.

Maybe she meant I was as precious as a panda. Or as cute. Or as warm. Or as cuddly! Or as chubb...no. This cannot be! It definitely meant I had graduated with first class honours in the Dark-Circle-League! Or else, she could have easily bought me a Giselle Bundchen bread or maybe a Michelle Reis one! Won't that suit me much much more?

Anyways, I will remember to rest more. So my chances of being with Milo (Peter Petrelli yo~~ hou sui gor, make ppl mention hoho) will be higher.

Sibuga-land

Everytime around 1-3 pm in the Monash library, I get a very strange feeling. This might feel strange as it is not caused by something I see or hear or whatever it is. Just the feeling. The atmosphere itself is quite different and so is everything else. But somehow, it just reminds me of my Sibuga homeland.

The place where I spent the first 12 or 13 years of my life in, staying with a big family including both my paternal grandparents and some aunts and uncles.

Maybe it is the slight sunlight creeping in from the glass panels.
The sense of tranquility accompanied by the humming of silence.
Small noises here and there.


But all in all, there is just no explaining how this feeling came.

Whenever I think about afternoons in Sibuga, I imagine…

…lying around doing nothing in T-shirts and shorts..
…walking around the mango trees under the blue skies..
…running away from dogs and chasing birds under the sun…
…watching my grandma cook all sorts of dishes..
…catching grasshoppers as pets in a plastic bag…
…badminton or more like badminton-wannabe-s with all sorts of victory stances…
…loads of fruits, sweets and beverages in the fridge..
…TV time everynight with everyone..

It was like a never ending summer vacation.

I miss Sibuga really. Nothing has changed with my grandparents and the place itself.
Although this feeling I have now, is not really Sibuga, I am enjoying it.

I am Sibuga-girl.

And now I am at a very very complex dilemma!

Actually it is not really tht hard after all, there are only two choices:
a) Stay back and concentrate on the mountain of work
b) Be a Sibuga-ian for 2 days and not feel bad abt having my group members rush work for me.

ISnt this a tought choice?
Haha, this is about going to Tawau for a wedding ceremony. Where all my Sibuga-ians (grandma n grandpa) and my aunts and uncles and wahlau, everyone will be!!

But Monash is never kind to me.
I shall make them suffer as well.
How?

I just keel on failing.
Or graduate and be a bad worker while flaunting my degree everywhere.
Quoting SiewChin, "Get the engineering degree and go sell bread while displaying it proudly".

Fame

Being a relatively normal gal with maybe a small streak of beauty and brains and body and personality and ....oh, I better not make it sound so exaggerated. Okay, the point is, I expected to go through a life of simplicity.

Still innocently watching and commenting on celebrity news with my sis last nite, little did I know that my fate would somehow be the same as these poor poor celebrities. To be hunted down just for a picture, or worse still to be watched like an endangered species everywhere I go.

For not realizing this earlier,
maybe I was too insensitive,

maybe the people around me were to good at hiding it.

Either way, reality never hides its ugly face for too long.

I finally understood how some of these celebs felt like when they were sold of their personal stories to the tabloid. Worse still, by their own friends. The horror and the heartache.

And lemme emphasize that by saying celeb, I dun mean the 'celeb' in Amy's context.

I was being paparazzied or more like photographed in secret.

Me and my personal assistant *ahem* QB (cool ppl go by initials). Pondering on how to handle or more like dodge the huge crowd near the exit of the lecture hall.

Me with my big handbag (celeb ma...), giving out signatures to some fans *ahem*. Too bad the picture failed to capture the long line leading behind. Afterall the security was tight. Notice the big, burly bodyguard at the edge of the pic? He was a camera-shy sofite at heart ;)

Me having a normal day out at the Cafe with some girlfriends. Just a simple gossipping session which I dun usually get to enjoy in privacy *ahem*. Notice the innocent hand gestures. Little did I know, privacy is the last thing I get for being famous.

Just simple me eating a simple apple. A normal scenario. I wonder why it becomes an object of interest to others? I din even know it was this camera-worthy *ahem*.
Me eating an apple again. Now they are gonna speculate on whether I am dieting again to maintain The Body. *ahem*

So I took the advantage of publishing these pictures first. Or else, it will be manipulated by other publishing magazines to earn a heap again. So u saw it here first (and not anywhere else ever again, i suppose?).

Sometimes, I wish life will remain simple and carefree forever.

And lesson learnt through this?

Paparazzis love ur ugly pics.

Shoutout to Paparazzi Cher-eew (See, I am helping u conceal ur identity here, ur privacy!). Can't u take better pics of mine?

Okay, maybe this is hard. Let me rephrase -

Can't u just delete the ugly pics of mine??

Grandma says the cutest things

My grandma came from Sandakan and are staying with me for now. Oh, did I forget to mention my mum, my sis, my auntie and her little daughter are here as well? Nah, it is not really that noisy at home. Nah, they dun really talk that much. Nah, they are real CUTE when i am doing my assignment. *sniffs*

While u might expect the younger ones to be cuter, well in my sis's case, it is definitely not possible and u know it. In my little cousin's case, it really is not as well.

For one, the two of them started suffocating my NEW exercise ball the first nite upon arrival. So, now my exercise ball is not an overnight exercise donut. Then there are those innocent giggles that quickly transformed into witch-y cackles which are copyrighted solely to my sis. And then the toothless grin of my little cousin that somehow reminds me of a certain little voice inside my memory saying, "Arabidopsis" in a slang I can demonstrate to u anytime.

Well, these are both poor souls who have lost their cuteness at the young age of 17 and 7, respectively. (I tend to use the word 'respectively' a lot, after a series of report writing) This came as a new knowledge to me, who thought that with myself as an example, cuteness is preserved for life.

My grandma is another case though!
And these mini stories contain dialogues of direct translation from cantonese, for full effect.

During a buffet dinner, I noticed a purple coloured jelly on top of her PILE (and literally, PILE!) or fired rice. Strange combination, but I must respect my grandma's personal taste so I refrained from asking. But, little Lowena just loves asking everything. So she asked of it. Then my Grandma said, "No la, these are pei dan (century eggs)." Lowena countered,"Hohoho, they are jellies ah po. You eat eat and see." We all waited with drumrolls of heartbeat. Final verdict from Grandma," Ya oh, really sour goh...." So she had three Raspberry hellies with chinese fried rice. Fusion.

Then one fine night, my room was filled with cackles of evil laughter from some bullying stunts on the littlest one of the family by the elephant-est one in the family. Then my Grandma said kindly, "Choo choo, go back into ur room and sleep. Kah sis needs to do her work!" So my cousin obediently went to her room (after some struggling and threatening and chasing), leaving her pile of blanket on my bed. The elephant one continued to dwell like a corpse on my bed. Then my Grandma came to my door and asked, "Choo Choo eh?" We refuted with innocent eyes, "She is still here la. Ui ui, go back to ur room and sleep! PoPo calling u!" All the time, motioning and talking to the pile of blanket. My grandma frowned, focused her glasses, looked up and down. We tot the trick was exposed and went back to do our own stuff. After wat seem like detailed scrutinizing for 2 minutes, my Grandma said, "I am locking the door la, if u dun come out!" While we were paralyzed in laughter, this was heard from the next room, "Eh, why are u here! How did u run here!"

And this is the ultimate one. Everyone was miding their own business in the quiet tiny lot we rented in Bukit Tinggi. Then my Grandma asked, "Kah, Zhi Chong (buasir, haemorrhoid) Street got a lot of things sell ah?" I perked my ears and asked, "Zhi Chong?" Grandma said with a twinkle in her eye, "Ya oh, Zhi Chong Street oh." "U mean Chee Cheong Street (Petaling Street) is it?" Grandma chuckled, "Oh yaya! That one!" But it was too late, the conversation had already reached the broadcast station called Lowena (FM 888.88). How do we know? U just cannot miss the AMPLIFIED laughter of hers.

Then there was this atmospheric dimly lit japanese restaurant we entered. Grandma said, "Aiyo, no electricity ah!", before walking wrongly into its kitchen area an hour later.

My Grandma brings joy to my life.
I wonder what would happen if she can read this.

** For the various references of people (e.g. elephant one) that might be confusing, check the colour coding.

Leg Drama

-mantshun- says:
what i think is.. that old man was one of the 4 keyblade wielder.. bad one. defeated at the WAR OF KEYBLADE. then end up lost his memory.. but dunno how in Xenohart's form. the Ansem found him and so on.... not sin ka geh...

hIkArI* Pure Soul and Egao no Ooi Hi bakari Janai. says:
like tht still not sin ka??

....As if I had a chance encounter with Mr Tetsuya Nomura. Another self-proclaimed Kingdom Hearts expert. When I say 'another', it means I do know another more notorious one out there. Let us just pray that I get some evidence to show it here soon!

Anyway the point is no this, in my post today!
Now, I seriously think my legs are very unlucky. Yes, my LEGS.

It is the fourth week of uni and surprisingly I managed to hurt my legs thrice, asked for plaster from WanRu twice, limped for at least 5 days and went to a doctor once. Just because of this long pair of legs of MINE. I am currently trying to generate a graph to correlate length of legs with risk of accidents. Looking for the right journal to publish on.

Incident 1:

I was unpacking and MSN-ing.
Leg got stuck between a box and my luggage.
Forced it out, with an air of indifference.
Sprained and tortured by a chiropractor.

** I got to wear a knee protector n looked cool like sportmen do!

Incident 2:

Spanking new metallic red shoes. (My beloved MerahMerah)
Striking green top to go with it.
Strutted down my condo with birds singing in the sky.
Ran when the bus was about to leave.
Loss of skin and pride as I walked like a limp.
In my NEW shoes.

** I got something from WanRu for free!

Incident 3:

Sitting on the bus listening to dear Teru singing 'Mirror'.
Humming along as I indulge in the beauty of a stretch of colourful Kancil.
About to get off the bus.
Leg scrapped on some metal. Looked.
No blood, luckily.
But how come it stings one? Looked.
Wah, many blood oh, dang.

** I got to put on a Hello Kitty plaster from WanRu, er, for free again!

With all these unfortunate things happening to my beautifully sculpted super-model shiny legs, I am so worried of what is yet to come. What if a random alien laser beam hit me on my legs and then suddenly all my leg hair disappear? What should i do then? Wait for them to do my hands intead?

Sometimes, things are just so complicated and life unpredictable.

St. Mike Dreams

I was sorting out some old photos today when I suddenly stumbled upon some gems..

Gems as in them being rare, precious, joy-inducing and just the mere sight of it calms ur soul.
Might be confiscated and banned for its effects which are kinda drug-like.

I was all dizzy, high, floaty, with a frozen grin and uncontrollable fits of laughter, all these symptoms. Now, I can't stop thinking about it.

I found these, actually. And there's a story to it!

Being young little innocent children at that time year 2005. Back when I was still a full-fledged teenager. Now I am a tween-ager. And forever, I shall be in this stage, I declare here! Ok, back to the topic, me and some high school teenagers in the BESTIE category of mine, went to do some exploring in our high school, around midnight. When I mention midnight, I bet u r anticipating for something exciting to happen. Well yeah, definitely.

The place where we were tormented with naggy speeches, bad debating skills and pain-stakingly funny drama during Form 4. Suddenly we were the kings and queens of St. Mike School Hall. Can u feel the excitement there?

U know why this is valuable? This is taken during the Pregnancy Era of Choo. Hm, I think this is the 8th Month Stage. Correct me if I am wrong ok Steve? (Steve - the sudden, unknowing accomplice).



This is one of the times when Choo realized one of his high school fantasies. To be close to me. Look at his face, so got 'feel'! With me being 0.6% prettier now, sometimes I worry that he might fall for me ALL OVER AGAIN.


PoWah and his sifu Choo. Here marks the begining of PoWah's transformation into the "current" version. The classic tactics for stealing erasers from Pig Intestines. *Sob*
....I really hope Choo's girlfriend sees this. Hoho.
Here is PoWah living his own high school dream. Pulling that face at Salty.
"My karate geng leh.....heh heh heh." *Shudder*

Oh, see Steve and Choo fulfill their *sob* biggest fantasies. To stand there tall and proud. To be respected. To be a prefect. It was a very touching moment. I swear I saw a glisten of tear in the eyes of Steve as he strutted his long awaited walk across that small corridor. And there was the shiver seen on Choo's then 8 month-belly, as he touched the flag pole.

And you wonder why I wanted Choo's girlfriend to see this post. You think it is easy to pull a look that 'white sticky' (translate yo!)? It takes years of practice and unwavering determination. See, the 50% mastered skill of PoWah at it. Suki, maybe she's a natural? Ho!!

This is Steve thinking himself as damn cool. Why? Well, this is sorta his early days with Contact Lenses. While he might have rated himself as hotter by 1300000000%, the truth is it was only a mere 0.3%. *Phew* Lower than my 0.6% prettier! The proof: PoWah's look.

Are you still gonna ask why I hope for Choo's gf to see this post? This is like the finale of everything. The ending of our midnight stroll down memory lane, realising our dreams one by one, reminiscing about all that happened, gossiped about all there is to gossip, realizing Steve didn't (notice the past tense) have orange peel while the then 8 month-pregnant Choo (notice the re-emphasizing) kept silent, transiently. And I remained in denial of it, by the way.

Here is our very own classic bye-bye style. Devised by 'Choo and the Gang!'. Haha!

Actually nothing EXCITING or BIG happened that nite. Just a good long chat abt everything, endless teasing about the same old things, the usual gossipping around similar topics, kinda stupid antics with around 5 cameras, a lot of prancing around, spooking each other out and of cos, laughter!

Wait!! There is something big!

In the end PoWah mastered the skill of the Choo! *Applause* His very own bye-bye.

Gosh, this is so cool. I must think of my own version soon.

Me ---> Sonee <--- Glay

I love my Sony mp3 player.

My blue morning just got 'revived of inspiration' (Woo Hsian quote) because of it.

Maybe it knew I was feeling down and totally slumber, so much so that, it would seem like I was in a coma if I was not moving and dressed up. After all, dressing up in the morning is what drives me in the morning, at least! For that short (really, short) period of time, there is actually passion and fun I feel.

My mp3 player, what shall I name it? Hmm.... Sonie then. Ok, it sounds like the brand name, but it sounds cool!

Sonee was a real darling. I was woken up to Kokodewanai Dokokae. It is true that what I want might not be here, so I will have to move on somewhere to achieve it. Without a map, I'll set out and explore. It is ok to feel lost at times, I suppose?

What really comforted me was the next song, 'Egao no ooi hi bakari janai', as I sat looking at the meaningless view from the bus. The song title translates to 'There aren't only days with smiles', or something like that. Believe 23% of my translations. Erm, or is it 22%? Sigh, bad bad japanese, big big ego.

"There aren't only days with smiles,
For there will be tears as well,
Even now that person is calling out to me,
To never give up,
It will not always the same everyday,
See, the begining is here"

I was very touched by Sonee already by that moment, but then the unbelievable happened. It was Pure Soul. Oh my god. As soon as I typed this, Pure Soul is here again. From this moment on, even if I have no one to turn to in this world, I shall have my beloved Sonee. And I shall be happy!

Pure Soul is my all time frustration song. Countless tears of stress, fatigue, confusion, anger, pain and some other childish rants (not being able to go for a Glay live), had been poured into this one. Remember me mentioning I dun have anyone to pour my heart to? Well, there is Pure Soul. And now, Sonee.

The lyrics are just amazing. The energy emitted inspirational. The integration of Teru's slightly angsty voice, expressed in a burst of mixed emotions with what seems like frustration, confusion and determination or even desperation to survive for his ownself while proving his existence worthwhile, with his voice tender in the end. The music is amazing as well, with hints of piano that makes my heart tremble, superimposed by stronger tones of guitar that gives me the energy to go on and on.

Pure Soul saved me this morning.

And rite now, it is Bokutachi no shouhai. I can go on and on but, with 30 minutes gone by that quickly. And my second failed attempt at telling u guys, a typical day of my uni life, I shall sign off now. By the next post, I hope it will be the happy and pointless posts again, which I love.