Oh, hahahahaha!
I just remembered the highlight of today's outing.
We saw Kai's friend at Sungei Wang. He's super leng chai. Darn good looking.
But Kai didn't introduce us.
SOB!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
=(
I'm damn unhappy now.
Monday, September 13, 2010
I think I've changed my mind again...
YEAH!
I FINALLY.
WATCHED.
STEPUPTHREEDEE.
Really good movie. The storyline was kinda redundant and bland, but I don't see how anyone can concentrate on rating the storyline when there's some seriously smokin' hot choreography going on. I think my heart stopped about 25 times because I wasn't breathing.
Step Up 3D flat out beats its prequels.
The only problem is... I need to watch it again. Hmm.
I'm tired out from today, even though I didn't do anything today except eat sushi and watch movie.
Can you guess who these three dorks are?
Lately, I've been obsessive about fake tattoos.
Personally, I love tattoos, but the real ones get disgusting when you're old and wrinkly. So I've been using fake tattoos...ALOT...these holidays.
And...ALOT...of people have been giving me weird looks.
Honestly people, its removable. Its like...face painting. Its not permanent.
Fake tattoos aren't gonna turn me into a bad girl.
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I bought a new camera. Finally~
Bubblestime.
Tweets.
I FINALLY.
WATCHED.
STEPUPTHREEDEE.
Really good movie. The storyline was kinda redundant and bland, but I don't see how anyone can concentrate on rating the storyline when there's some seriously smokin' hot choreography going on. I think my heart stopped about 25 times because I wasn't breathing.
Step Up 3D flat out beats its prequels.
The only problem is... I need to watch it again. Hmm.
I'm tired out from today, even though I didn't do anything today except eat sushi and watch movie.
Can you guess who these three dorks are?
I swear, it wasn't my idea to do that. I'm lame, but not that lame.
------------------------------------------------------------------Lately, I've been obsessive about fake tattoos.
Personally, I love tattoos, but the real ones get disgusting when you're old and wrinkly. So I've been using fake tattoos...ALOT...these holidays.
And...ALOT...of people have been giving me weird looks.
Honestly people, its removable. Its like...face painting. Its not permanent.
Fake tattoos aren't gonna turn me into a bad girl.
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I bought a new camera. Finally~
Bubblestime.
Tweets.
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
Nutrition overload
Aish, I had 1 breakfast, 2 lunches, 1 dinner and 2 suppers today.
I'm gonna grow fatter than I already am. =(
T_T
If only food was like alcohol, then I'd just sleep it all off.
Incredibly unhappy*
I'm gonna grow fatter than I already am. =(
T_T
If only food was like alcohol, then I'd just sleep it all off.
Incredibly unhappy*
Sunday, September 5, 2010
Britt Nicole - The Lost Get Found
Britt Nicole, contemporary christian artist.
Definitely worth checking out.
I haven't heard her debut album - Say It.
But her sophomore record - The Lost Get Found album is as close to perfection as anything.
Best tracks (in order):
1. Walk On The Water
2. Safe
3. The Lost Get Found
4. Hanging On
5. Feel The Light
6. How We Roll
Okay tracks:
1. Glow
2. Welcome To The Show
3. Like A Star
4. Have Your Way
Worst track:
1. Headphones
I actually liked every song on this album (that's rare, okay!), with the exception of Headphones, which sounded like shallow bubblegum pop.
At least now I know I'm not completely hooked onto K-POP. Haha, self-discovery, man.
Tweets.
Peace out.
P.S. I've been bitten again!
By the blogging bug!
That's why I'm blogging so much!
=(!
Saturday, September 4, 2010
I wouldn't change a thing
Its strange, but my dreams are like reflections of my real life.
Sometimes, its so closely related that I can't tell the difference between fantasy and reality.
And it scares me to shit, 'cause I'm afraid I might say the wrong thing to the wrong person.
Here's the big deal. When I wake up from a really amazing one, I usually end up really depressed, because it was just a dream.
Hmm, so that's why I don't like talking in the morning.
Wow, this is like self discovery channel.
By the way, people, dreams as in the subconscious ones you get when you're asleep. Not daydreaming.
And here's the flat out crazy thing.
I dream about things I really want. About stuff I want but can't get. About things I want to happen but will never. About real life hopes. About people I get close to. About people I care about. About people I think of too much.
About people I think of too much.
Its a bit too much sometimes.
About people I talk about too much.
Like Jonghyun.
And Key.
And...He-Who-Can't-Be-Named-In-Public.
And Leow. She was scolding me and yelling at me to choose between the three of the above or she won't be friends with me anymore. I was so relieved when I woke up because it was just a dream.
But technically it happened in real life too, minus the scolding and yelling part.
So I'm just confused sometimes.
What happened and what didn't happen for real?
Peace. Tweets.
P.S. I once had a dream where Nav and Ben were throwing half eaten cheeseburgers at each other. Did you know that? I think I blogged about it a couple of times.
PPS. So now you know why I can sleep till 3pm on a weekend even though I hit the sack the previous night at 10.
Because I had a darn good dream and I didn't want it to end. Duh.
Sometimes, its so closely related that I can't tell the difference between fantasy and reality.
And it scares me to shit, 'cause I'm afraid I might say the wrong thing to the wrong person.
Here's the big deal. When I wake up from a really amazing one, I usually end up really depressed, because it was just a dream.
Hmm, so that's why I don't like talking in the morning.
Wow, this is like self discovery channel.
By the way, people, dreams as in the subconscious ones you get when you're asleep. Not daydreaming.
And here's the flat out crazy thing.
I dream about things I really want. About stuff I want but can't get. About things I want to happen but will never. About real life hopes. About people I get close to. About people I care about. About people I think of too much.
About people I think of too much.
Its a bit too much sometimes.
About people I talk about too much.
Like Jonghyun.
And Key.
And...He-Who-Can't-Be-Named-In-Public.
And Leow. She was scolding me and yelling at me to choose between the three of the above or she won't be friends with me anymore. I was so relieved when I woke up because it was just a dream.
But technically it happened in real life too, minus the scolding and yelling part.
So I'm just confused sometimes.
What happened and what didn't happen for real?
Peace. Tweets.
P.S. I once had a dream where Nav and Ben were throwing half eaten cheeseburgers at each other. Did you know that? I think I blogged about it a couple of times.
PPS. So now you know why I can sleep till 3pm on a weekend even though I hit the sack the previous night at 10.
Because I had a darn good dream and I didn't want it to end. Duh.
Rant: Nonsensical blogs
Okay, here's the thing.
I'm bored, I have nothing to do (thumbing through 350 pages on chromosomes and human innards isn't something to do), I'm out of good music to listen to and I just got ditched by Leow on MSN.
Oh, and its half past one in the morning.
The good life, they call it.
So I was blog-hopping, flicking through the lives of random people.
And there's this problem, this thing that really pisses me off.
There are a few people, teens actually, who love using bombastically extraterrestrial english words in their non-coherent sentences.
Eg.
This morning is horrendous. I met this indespicable guys, honestly speaking he is an total retard a**hole. no offenses to anybody but if i had second chance i would have given him a humongous pieces of my mind.
Honestly?
In my very unprofessional and nobody-wants-to-hear-it opinion, it just makes your posts (and indirectly, you) look very immature. Even manglish (malaysian english/mangled english) looks better.
If you can't fit your words properly, don't you know its not a crime to use simple english?
Well, its not a sin to blog that way either.
Its just annoying to see all those words that shouldn't exist in the natural conversational world fitted into nonsensical sentences.
No offence to anybody. Its not your problem, its mine. I'm pretty sure its not you that enjoys blogging in that retarded fashion.
Its just me who doesn't like reading that kind of blogs.
So if any one of those bloggers see this, just know that its not meant to insult you. Its just a thing I can't stand. Its a free world. You can blog however you want. I can get annoyed however I want.
End of rant.
P.S. Leow didn't ditch me after all. Her retarded modem cut her off. We should really sabotage Streamyx one day. It malfunctions every 20 seconds anyway. Just kill it for good and save it the embarrassment.
Peace.
Tweets.
(I've been camwhoring alot lately. =O)
I'm bored, I have nothing to do (thumbing through 350 pages on chromosomes and human innards isn't something to do), I'm out of good music to listen to and I just got ditched by Leow on MSN.
Oh, and its half past one in the morning.
The good life, they call it.
So I was blog-hopping, flicking through the lives of random people.
And there's this problem, this thing that really pisses me off.
There are a few people, teens actually, who love using bombastically extraterrestrial english words in their non-coherent sentences.
Eg.
This morning is horrendous. I met this indespicable guys, honestly speaking he is an total retard a**hole. no offenses to anybody but if i had second chance i would have given him a humongous pieces of my mind.
Honestly?
In my very unprofessional and nobody-wants-to-hear-it opinion, it just makes your posts (and indirectly, you) look very immature. Even manglish (malaysian english/mangled english) looks better.
If you can't fit your words properly, don't you know its not a crime to use simple english?
Well, its not a sin to blog that way either.
Its just annoying to see all those words that shouldn't exist in the natural conversational world fitted into nonsensical sentences.
No offence to anybody. Its not your problem, its mine. I'm pretty sure its not you that enjoys blogging in that retarded fashion.
Its just me who doesn't like reading that kind of blogs.
So if any one of those bloggers see this, just know that its not meant to insult you. Its just a thing I can't stand. Its a free world. You can blog however you want. I can get annoyed however I want.
End of rant.
P.S. Leow didn't ditch me after all. Her retarded modem cut her off. We should really sabotage Streamyx one day. It malfunctions every 20 seconds anyway. Just kill it for good and save it the embarrassment.
Peace.
Tweets.
(I've been camwhoring alot lately. =O)
Thursday, September 2, 2010
Facebook is BAD FOR HEALTH.
Long time no blog, bloggie. =D
I don't really have the inclination to blog anymore. But here's a couple of things worth mentioning.
Saturday, Pavilion/Sungei Wang/KL Baptist Church:
Hung out with Kelly at Pavilion/Sungei Wang. Caught up on latest gossip. Had too much time to squander before the concert, so we went to...MPH.
Kelly: Nerds like us have to stick together. =)
Yeah! Hear, hear!
The ADORE concert was awesome! People who didn't go don't know what they're missing. I thought only Nav was coming with us. Turns out half the youth at my church went too.
Strange, half the guys there look vaguely familiar, but I can't remember where I've seen them before.
Tuesday, Times Square:
I went shopping with Leow and Kai.
Or rather, Leow and I went shopping with Kai.
That fella can really shop (he bought the most stuff). =.=" His RM125 to my RM58. Hah, I've got nothing on him.
I have officially entered every fashion shop in Times Square.
2 girls + 1 guy + shopping should = disaster. In fact, I actually thought the outing was gonna be a fluke. 3 people with 4 hours to kill. Bo-ring. I would have backed out, except that you don't back out after saying yes to Leow unless you have a death wish.
I'm just kidding, love.
Haha, but it was really fun. Exceeded all expectations. 4.5 out of 5 stars rating. (-0.5 because I didn't get half the things I wanted to)
There were 2 shops we should have gone into...but we didn't. Regretting now. This is PG16 (haha XD) rated information, so if you really can't mind your own business, please contact Leow for more info at...whatever her phone number is.
Okay fine, I'll give you a clue.
1. Guys should have no reason to be in the first shop.
2. Kids should have no reason to be in the second.
Hah, work THAT out.
Memorable moment:
While looking for guy jackets, we saw this headless mannequin that was wearing a really masculine-bad-boy-biker-jacket...with very-obvious-female-jeans.
Vicki: Oi Kai, cool jacket.
Leow: Its for a girl... =.="
Vicki: Are you sure?
Leow: Duh, look at the pants.
Vicki: How would I know...it doesn't have a head...and the jacket looks so... O.O
Leow: Its a girl lar!
Kai: *Gropes the mannequin* Its a girl.
Leow: Hahaha, oh, haha, hahahahaha, he groped the mannequin! He groped the mannequin! Oh, hahaha!
Those two are the picture of epic-ness.
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What a long...tale? Rant? Post?
Peace out.
Tweets.
P.S. English is officially my favourite period. We watched Ghost for the last 4 periods. Our teacher rocks.
I don't really have the inclination to blog anymore. But here's a couple of things worth mentioning.
Saturday, Pavilion/Sungei Wang/KL Baptist Church:
Hung out with Kelly at Pavilion/Sungei Wang. Caught up on latest gossip. Had too much time to squander before the concert, so we went to...MPH.
Kelly: Nerds like us have to stick together. =)
Yeah! Hear, hear!
The ADORE concert was awesome! People who didn't go don't know what they're missing. I thought only Nav was coming with us. Turns out half the youth at my church went too.
Strange, half the guys there look vaguely familiar, but I can't remember where I've seen them before.
Tuesday, Times Square:
I went shopping with Leow and Kai.
Or rather, Leow and I went shopping with Kai.
That fella can really shop (he bought the most stuff). =.=" His RM125 to my RM58. Hah, I've got nothing on him.
I have officially entered every fashion shop in Times Square.
2 girls + 1 guy + shopping should = disaster. In fact, I actually thought the outing was gonna be a fluke. 3 people with 4 hours to kill. Bo-ring. I would have backed out, except that you don't back out after saying yes to Leow unless you have a death wish.
I'm just kidding, love.
Haha, but it was really fun. Exceeded all expectations. 4.5 out of 5 stars rating. (-0.5 because I didn't get half the things I wanted to)
There were 2 shops we should have gone into...but we didn't. Regretting now. This is PG16 (haha XD) rated information, so if you really can't mind your own business, please contact Leow for more info at...whatever her phone number is.
Okay fine, I'll give you a clue.
1. Guys should have no reason to be in the first shop.
2. Kids should have no reason to be in the second.
Hah, work THAT out.
Memorable moment:
While looking for guy jackets, we saw this headless mannequin that was wearing a really masculine-bad-boy-biker-jacket...with very-obvious-female-jeans.
Vicki: Oi Kai, cool jacket.
Leow: Its for a girl... =.="
Vicki: Are you sure?
Leow: Duh, look at the pants.
Vicki: How would I know...it doesn't have a head...and the jacket looks so... O.O
Leow: Its a girl lar!
Kai: *Gropes the mannequin* Its a girl.
Leow: Hahaha, oh, haha, hahahahaha, he groped the mannequin! He groped the mannequin! Oh, hahaha!
Those two are the picture of epic-ness.
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What a long...tale? Rant? Post?
Peace out.
Tweets.
P.S. English is officially my favourite period. We watched Ghost for the last 4 periods. Our teacher rocks.
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