Mar

7

Social Rebel – Yes? No?

Filed Under Daily Rambings | 1 Comment

I was chatting with Ping last night, who has been my best friend since we were 11 and have known each other since we were 4 years old. Yeah, she and I go way back to when I was still flexible enough to do ballet. I stopped classes when I was in Grade 4 because I woke up one day with a stiff neck (most probably it had nothing to do with ballet but I really didn’t like prancing around in tutus so it was an excuse heh). We were even in the same art class for years and that being said, she’s probably the person who has known me the longest.

So anyway, as I was saying that we were talking over MSN and she starting claiming that I was the queen of social rebel back in our high school days. !!! I was flabbergasted! How could she say such things?! I was insulted to the core! /dramaqueen lah more like it :p

Okay lah, in her defense.. I was always getting into petty fights with the disciplinary board for dying my hair red (a teacher spotted a red head bobbing up and down while I was at marching practice on the field HAHA), having more than one pair of ear-piercing and getting caught in the canteen eventhough it was off recess period. One particular teacher was also constantly breathing down on my back for all the years I’ve been in school -_- because I was a librarian (only because I hated wearing the pinafore uniform) and I had a problem with my shirt not staying tucked into my skirt. The warnings from her become so frequent that I almost couldn’t graduate from Form 5 as a librarian (not that I cared) because she tried to get me fired. Lucky for me, I was friends with the president lah hehe. :p I also tried to play truant a couple of times but that usually didn’t work in the end because it would hit my mind that it could be the dumbest thing to get out of school only to be cooped up in an archade/snooker joint. One of my best misadventure in school could have been when I had to bring my handphone (for legitimate reasons, I assure you) and it decided to ring during a Monday assembly. T_T Think that’s bad? The fucking thing went off right in the middle of our “ikrar negara” reading when everyone else was quite or mumbling through the verses. Die or not, you tell me?

I was still damn calm lah when that happened. I turned around (I was my class’ monitor wtf) and said “Oi, who brought their phone?” to the rest of my classmates. /action Best cover up of the decade, I’d say. :p :p But that’s not all. After the assembly, we had to walk back to our classes and because I was fidgeting with my phone earlier to get it to stop ringing.. it wasn’t slipped against my baju kurung skirt properly. So half way through the field, that stupid thing fell right down to my feet lah. Right in front of a teacher too omgwtf. T_T I thought it was my most sial day of the year but I still kept calm (I think I have innate survival skills) and just stepped over my phone, covering it with my long baju kurung skirt. And when the teacher asked why I wasn’t moving.. I just bent down, pretended to tie my shoelace (eventhough I had velcro shoes on hahaha), picked my phone up and ran back to class. Free as a bird. CLEVER OR NOT! :D

Maybe Ping was right – that I am somewhat a social rebel in school. But I really don’t think I’m queen though. She exaggerate giler. -_- Sides, in MY defense.. I was always the more nerdy one compared to the two of them (not the smartest though damn sad case). When I was just 11 years old, I read out from an encyclopedia (HA take that lah social rebel my foot :p) that the world’s tallest grass was the bamboo. /chewah The following days ahead, I was bragging to them about the info I had just learned and until today.. Yvonne and Ping would never stop teasing me about it. The plus point was also that they never forgot that fun fact. :)

Mar

7

So Take A Good Look

Filed Under 365, Daily Rambings, Photography | Leave a Comment

..

Day 339: 28th February 2010

Photo credit: Aaron Ho

The (eye)bags are showing. :( Le sigh the results of bad sleeping habits i.e.: going to bed at only 4am – 5am when I know very well I’ve to be up in a couple of hours.

Just like last night when I was wide awake with absolutely nothing to do. I mean, I could’ve slept but my eyes were like this lah O_O. So I blog hopped, I listened to my iTunes’ playlist of 302 songs twice, stalked almost everyone possible on Facebook and even succumbed to reading my past thesis journals wtf.

I was in so much distress (for having nothing to do haha slap me lah) that I decided to write an SOS email to someone whom I haven’t been keeping in touch with in the UK. And in just under a minute, he called and we were catching up over Skype! Haha, not the best way to cure my insomnia but what the heck. :p At the same time, I was chatting with another nocturnal, who unlike me HAD to stay up for work. Too bad though that by the time it was 5am, he kinda lost his “soundness”. :p

But really, in all seriousness, I gotta get my sleeping pattern back into shape. If not, ppl will probably mistaken my eyebags for saggy boobs instead. That time confirm will suicide de. -_-

Mar

2

Only Words

Filed Under Daily Rambings, Playing Dress Up | 4 Comments

Image01

Tanktop: Topshop; Highwaist shorts: Fourskin

Most days, some of us (myself especially) have so much to say but have so little time to do so. Today, I find myself with little words. And I kinda like it.

P/s: Credits to my Adik for taking all these narcissistic pictures of me. :p

Feb

27

Blue Zinfandel Squared

Filed Under Daily Rambings | 6 Comments










What’d you think about the new layout? :)






Feb

22

I Just Don’t Get It

Filed Under Daily Rambings, Life, Thoughts | 7 Comments

1. Why don’t some ppl just learn to let go?

Seriously. It may have been what someone else said or did that could’ve pass off as as irritating at the time. But why do some ppl have to go on and on and on and on (and you get what I mean right?) over the same ol’ thing? Why do you love putting that pebble back into your shoe knowing very well it’s gonna bug you? Isn’t it just like putting your finger towards a boiling kettle? You know you’re gonna get hurt, so why must you go looking for the source of your pain? And why do ppl love to ruminate? Yes, bitching about some ppl can be very theraputic at times. But after one too many times, can’t we talk about anything else?

2. Why do ppl litter?

Its a piece of tissue/paper. Heck, even if it’s a bloody empty can of drink or a ciggie. It can very well fit in that humongous hand of yours for a minute or two until you find the nearest bin. If you’re in the car, can’t you put it aside and dump it at some place more appropriate later other than just flinging it out of your car window? Out of sight, out of mind just won’t do for this case. Don’t these ppl feel any sort of guilty conscience after littering?

3. Why are some ppl so damn narcisisstic?

Don’t these ppl have anything else to talk about other than themselves? Everything’s about me, myself and I. The thing that ticked me off the most is when some of these ppl picked up the fad of making Fan Pages of themselves on Facebook. Oh, so now that we’re already friends.. you want me to be your fan? You gotta be kidding me. And don’t these ppl ever get the hint when their requests keeps getting ignored? Why do you keep insisting for me to join that page of yours even after you’ve invited me more than five times?

4. Why do some ppl copy?

I’m not talking about academic tests here. This is about some ppl who has got no personality of his/her own that they would end up copying another – from the way they speak, their dressing/hairstyles to the ideas and opinions that they have. I admit that I wasn’t born with a sense of good fashion taste and I do occasionaly get a couple of ideas from fashion sites and what not. So, number 4 is gonna make me look like a hypocrite but let me just say these ppl stand out so well because you’d know when they lose their friends and the next moment, they’ll be copying their next “best friend”. They are anything but original or genuine.

5. Why do some ppl love to drown themselves with sorrow unnecessarily?

There’s no such thing as a silver lining to these ppl and everything that happens to ‘em is just not good enough. Why do these ppl love putting themselves into the dark, in isolation but instead will complain that they have no life or friends at the end of the day? Is there really so much bad in the world these days that one cannot see any good no more?

6. Why do some ppl lie even if they suck in doing so?

You got them in a corner, you confront them – yet they choose to stick with that lousy transparent lie. It’s like they already believe that the lie is in fact the truth. Why do these ppl still continue to lie even after several interogations and they give answers which are totally incoherent? Do they really think everyone they tell that lie to will believe them?

…

K, I’ve got loads more to write but I’m all out of word juice for now. It’s 2.18am on a Monday morning and I can’t believe it’s the end of my CNY holidays already. Now, it’s really crunch time at the varsity. Just two more months before I officially become a graduate/unemployed. How exciting.

(See, this is why I’m so bitter lah.)

keep looking »