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Bits and Pieces

Hello. Welllll, there isn't much to know about me. In other words, don't ask. Hey, but if you really want to know, one word: psychopath.. Anyways... I'm just another one of those bloggers out there, blogging about how crappy life is, etc. Pathetic, is it not? Life.

Not too long ago...

Psychobabble. Just to pique your interest.

Past Tense

a whirlwind. Sunday, March 30, 2008 |

oh my dear lord.

i just finished my essay for the dublin thang. last minute. crazy. but hopefully it'll be good enough.

well, now that that's done with, the only thing to do now is: HOMEWORK! yipeee...

as a result of focusing all my thoughts and time on the essay, i have neglected all my school work.

this isnt a good thing.

i am exhausted. physically. mentally. spiritually.

cheng beng was okay though. i loved playing with the fire.







not good.

happy 50th post, psychobabble.

caution: talking to oneself is a symptom of psychosis. check with your GP if experiencing such symptoms.

NOOO! WATCH THIS! Saturday, March 29, 2008 |

i was practically laughing so much and so hard, i wasnt laughing at all. i especially love the part where the man just stands there while the lady goes to the victim's aid at 1:06. it's always like that, isnt it? LOL







ALL-TIME FAV.

uh-oh. a surprise party gone wrong. |

caution: 16SX and NSFW!

sigh. Tuesday, March 25, 2008 |

WHAT am i suppose to do...?

death is the road to awe. Monday, March 24, 2008 |

i was watching a movie, the fountain, last night. i've been wanting to watch it for ages, even though i didnt know what it was about before. something about it just made me wanna watch it.

well, i love it. love it love it love it.

it is one of those movies that tugs at your heartstrings. i was just totally impressed by the portrayal of the characters by hugh jackman and rachel weisz. the sorrow, the longing, the heartache... wow, i felt everything. hugh jackman was very convincing, channeling those melancholic emotions... and rachel weisz exuded grace and perfection in her role.

i wanna watch it again... i cant get enough. and the soundtrack was, was just beautiful. the few special effects it had were fabulous as well. it should have won an oscar, period.

i'm not very good with descriptions, so unless you're me, you wouldnt know how i feel about this movie even if you watched it. some people wouldnt know what to make of it. others would be asleep throughout the movie. only those few rare ones would appreciate this oh-so-meaningful movie.

i'm not joking. 90% of the people who watch it would say that it wasted their time and energy. this movie is only for people who would understand. seriously. [i am not being emo if you were wondering...]


...props to the people who made this movie.









Together, we will live forever.

yummaaayy... |



homemade honeydew sago. delicious.






what a sinful sunday. first cupcakes, now this... i'm loving it.

don't look. |




my devil's food cupcakes... go confess your sins, you buffoon! or else i'll be drowning you in a big vat of molten hershey's dark chocolate!






Perhaps it is a trap.
It is.
Then what do we do?
We break through.

Saturday, March 22, 2008 |

do i have to say this again?
i think so.
I LOVE爱cinta akan FOOD!

hmmmm... maybe i might become a chef after all. since i'm not sure what direction i wanna venture into, i might involve myself in what i love most: food!

why suddenly all these entries about food? well, i am always totally blown away by nigella lawson and jamie oliver in their shows. they make cooking look so effortless! and the food! and the presentation... it was pure torture not being able to taste it.

and then i thought:

i wanna be able to all that.


i wanna be able to make this lovely, decadent chocolate raspeberry pavlova.

two thumbs up for nigella...

i also wanna be able to cook up this OMG-inducing oven-baked rigatoni with wild boar salami.

...and for jamie as well.


and AHHHHHHH! i also watched joan cusack's local flavour! and they were in france that episode! seriously, i was dying on the couch watching that. FOR PETE'S SAKE, SHE GOT TO EAT EVERYTHING! she visited Dalloyau in paris, house of gastronomy and a few other equally wonderful places. it was ethereal. the food... from the hors d'oeuvres (almost got the spelling right) to the pain poilane to the fourme d'ambert... oh dear, i'm killing myself just recalling all those images of food. someone get me a "french for dummies" and a plane ticket to paris!

well, you should really support this foody ambition of mine. if i make it big, my friends will be constantly getting invites for lunch/dinner over at my place! ha-ha-ha.






*dreaming!* weird... i'm already showing off how good i'll be able to cook. perasan...

images from nigella and jamie's official websites.

a first. Friday, March 21, 2008 |

still feeling VERY tulan-ted.

i dont know, but god knows YOU stole my mobile phone. i hope a satellite falls on you when you are so innocently eating that plate of apong.

no! i hope a whale falls on you. i dont know how that would happen, but when it happens, i'll finally know you were the one who committed this atrocity and i'll be the one laughing at you, all flat like apong underneath.

taken from fatpenguinblog.com



...i need to get rid of this tulan-ness.





kow sai.

dishonesty? HA! i think it's plain greed. |

i lost my mobile phone today. it probably fell out of my [damn, goddamn] pocket or was pickpocketed by some sneaky bastard. it most probably fell out.

yay, right?

it happened, let's say, 30 seconds after i crossed the finish line of the school jogathon. that's when i realised it wasnt in my pocket... i kinda exploded with frenzy and panic. Using ck's mobile, i called and messaged my phone, urging the person who finds it to return it to me. but of course, all to no avail. another friend and i even backtracked in hopes of finding it.

i got a huge scolding from my mum. she said that i should have had more brains, that i shouldnt have put it in my pocket.

you already lost your wallet.
now, you lose your new mobile phone!
what ARE you going to lose next?!
hopefully my head.

who knows how my father will react. a mobile worth rm1500 gone, just like that. and i just got it three months ago. hopefully i'll survive this stupid ordeal.

so here's the question i wanna ask you: would you return a lost mobile phone you found, or would you keep it?

i asked a few friends, and most of them said they would keep it.

-a short pause-

yes, i am shocked, and appalled. why in the hell wouldnt you want to return the damn thing?

ooh, it's the latest sony ericsson mobile. so? you want it? fine, take it. but i hope you'll feel guilty the whole time you use it.

oh, i see you have a new phone! it's very nice! where and when did you get it?
oh, i found it during my school jogathon last week. i ignored the owner's pleas for it to be returned to him and just took it for my own-greedy-self. i must say that it's very nice too. i'm SO glad i stole it. i even ignored the announcements made through the PA system! i'm loving it!
*speechless*

but in reality, it would go like this:

oh, i see you have a new phone! it's very nice! where and when did you get it?
oh, i found it during my school jogathon last week. i ignored the owner's pleas for it to be returned to him and just took it for my own-greedy-self. i must say that it's very nice too. i'm SO glad i stole it. i even ignored the announcements made through the PA system! i'm loving it!
OMG! lucky you! how i wish that could have happened to me! you are such an opportunist! you sneaky arsehole, you! let me see it!

i'm not sure about you, but i personally find the latter dialog disturbing. your friend finds a mobile phone, doesnt return it to its owner and proceeds to revel in the situation. what do you do? congratulate him? well, i know most of you would, so stop faking it and stop saying i wouldnt do that. in your mind.

put yourself in my situation. wouldnt you want your mobile back badly? now put yourself in the shoes of the person who finds it. think about how the person who lost it feels. think about the scolding he/she'll be getting. think about the inconvenience he/she'll be facing. and think about how much you'll be appreciated for returning it. think about it.

if, after reading this, you are prompted to change your stand in such situations, good for you. if not, i want to say this to you: you are one sick douchebag. (everyone's counting on you to become the next big-time sadist murderer as you clearly dont have a conscience)

for once, i truly believe we really do have that third-world mentality. great. well, what are you waiting for? go celebrate!





i know you're good. i know you're really good.

i heart food. Thursday, March 20, 2008 |

the naked chef.


i love nice food.
and i love people who make nice food.



nigella.


how i wish i could
cook
and
bake
like them.

but, for now, i think i'll just stick to my
chocolate chip cookies
&
cupcakes.










i wont stop dreaming though.








i won't.

me is frustrated. Wednesday, March 19, 2008 |

it always starts with the "you and that lazy attitude of yours..." or "why couldnt you do better? i have told you so many times to..." or even "you know you can do better, but no. you always study last minute and say you couldnt finish the exam paper...". all with that HORRIBLE tone of theirs. you know? that tone. THAT tone.

stupids. i am so fuming mad right now. i did badly for my exam. so? i know it's important and all. SO?! so it proves i'm stupid. it proves i'm lazy. it also proves i'm a good-for-nothing bastard.

OH HURRAY.

they say i was such a promising student when i was in form 1. and now they say i'm nothing like that anymore. bullshit.

firstly,
i was not promising.
i was just fat.

it's not like i was exhibiting prodigal abilities. i was never no.1 in primary school. i wasnt learning grade 6 piano yet, not like those freaks out there (in fact, i just quit piano last year). it's not like i was an aspiring athlete. i was none of those things. NONE. what's so promising about that, huh? NOTHING. i was just your typical, oh-it's-that-naive-boy-over-there boy. i was quirky. i was introverted. i was pathetic. and i still am all those things. nothing promising. i never considered myself what you would call 'promising'. it never occurred to me. why? because it just never occurred to me.

but then, when you use that word 'promising' combined with the following words,

you used to be so ~.
now you're nothing like that.
you've just changed so much.

i'm crushed, with a capital c.

as i have said for the kazillionth time, i never considered myself promising. but then when you say it like that, in such a way like you really thought i was gonna make it big... you're just making me feel bad about myself.

you know what? just dont expect so much of me. expecting too much will only bring disappointment and the flashing of that middle finger. you said it yourself, didnt you?






i failed my moral exam. if personality and character were based on exams, then yes, i'm a very immoral person. i just love snatching old ladies' handbags.

unbelievable. Tuesday, March 18, 2008 |

i still cant believe how clueless some people are.
you know someone is in a room and you want to talk to that person, so you go in. but then inside, it's pitch black and you cant see a thing. so what do you do? you'd retreat right? the most obvious thing that would occur to you is that the person is sleeping. even more obvious when you were in the car when that particular person said he/she was going to take a nap. but nooooo, the clueless one called out. he then ends up in a situation similar to when a bear's woken up from its hibernation.

he'd say: "how would i know?" in the a tone that specifies how un-obvious the situation was.
you'd say: "you idiot." [and give him a blow to the crotch]


i still cant believe how rude some people can be.
this happened in a classroom. the main character is VERY rude and to me, he looks like donald duck, not in the cute way, but in the most irritating way possible. the teacher asked donald to return to his seat. he refused. she asked him again. and again. and again. so fine, he returned to his seat, but of course, he made a big fuss out of it. he went into [VERY RUDE] mode. i just sat in my seat, flabbergasted. i was so put off, i just wanted to stand up, grab my shoe, and then proceed to throwing it in his face at 200km/h. the teacher handled it very professionally though. if i were the teacher, he'd be recommended for expulsion already, but not before he gets a kazillion whippings.

you have the IQ, but you dont have the EQ. so in the end, you're still considered an idiot. you know who you are... so i'd like to say this to you: go to hell. you think that it's cool being like that, especially with all the laughter you induced. well, reality check! it's not and they're laughing because it's funny how you make a fool out of yourself. i hope you get a taste of your own medicine, arsehole.


i still cant believe how annoying some people can actually be.
once again, this happens in the classroom. there's this boy. and this boy is damn annoying. he constantly asks me about this and that. being the nice person i am, i cater to every one of his pathetic questions. sometimes, he speaks too softly and i cant hear. so he should be the one coming closer right? wrong. i'm the one who's forced to get out of my seat so i can listen to what he's saying. and he's crazy! he's even more OCD-ed than me! he asks if his grammar is ok. i said it's fine. then he asks if i'm sure. again and again. besides all that, he's also annoyingly bossy. he tells you to do this. and then do that. unfortunately, i ended up as his team member for two school projects. it was and still is hell. hobart's advice came too late. i died without realising what hit my goddamn ass.

it's frustrating being me. i beh shiok you, but i dont wanna hurt your ever-SO-important feelings. so i dont shout profanities at you or give you a kick in the head when you become increasingly annoying. i'm a really nice person. you're not. conclusion: i should learn to be like you.





one 'urgh' explains everything. too bad you're too braindead to realise that.

damn... Sunday, March 16, 2008 |

oh great.

school. tomorrow. bleeeeeep.

so far, i'm still stuck on my first newspaper cutting. stupid 剪报. and i have two more to do.

stupid homework.

urgh. i need more time!

my mum once said that even if we had 48 hours in a day, it still wouldnt be enough.

was watching no coutry for old men just now. a nice thriller if you asked me. [random]

oh wait. why am i blogging when i should be finishing my damn homework?

because i want to reach my target of 1000 posts by december 2008?

BAH.








now i'm hearing a boy downstairs screaming for the maid, saying he needs to poop... life.

regarding my forehead. Thursday, March 13, 2008 |

jo said my forehead looks B-I-G.

going to kena ady.

harharhar.

but i do think you're right.


i made it smaller already. haha







if it's still big, then i do not have anything else to say, except: if mine is big, then rihanna must have an elephant for a forehead.

and yes, i'm a bit cuckoo in my quest for perfection.

weeee... |

Exam questions that were rejected

A lot of people say that the exams are too easy. Is the answer A: Yes or B: David Beckham.
With illustrations describe the Prophet Muhammad.
A Virgin train is travelling at 120 miles per hour between London and Manchester, what time will it be cancelled?
All P.E teachers are paedophiles, discuss...
If the world's temperature is rising at 2 degrees per decade, what is the point of anything?!
Spell 'Mississippi', without looking at how we've spelt it in the question.
Two cars are speeding, one is being driven by a black man, which one will be stopped?
Do you think kids spend too much time with their Playstations? Answer: 'Cross', 'Triangle', 'Circle' or 'Square'.
Tick the box: A, B or C to receive the grade A, B or C.
Sex education practical, report to me in the stationery cupboard.
If I add 1/8 to 1/16, how stoned will I be?
Can you master this phrase?: 'Do you want fries with that?'

HA x3
i got it from mock of the week. a british game show.

Things you wouldn't hear on a driving test

When I slap the dashboard with my forehead, I'd like you to crawl out of the wreckage and fetch help.
Ok, when I give you the signal, I want you to wind the window down and call the cyclist a wanker!
OK, when I say go, foot down, straight through the jewellers', get what you can!
You made one mistake, sir, a pine air freshener doesn't cover up the smell of a dead hitchhiker.
(The noise of a car screeching to a holt) "Well, if she doesn't get up, you've definitely failed!"
Well, at least we know the airbags work!
When there's nobody else on the motorway, you should always drive in the middle lane, just in case you fall asleep, you've got a bit longer to, er...
If I fail, can I still keep driving my taxi?
Me, in a car, can't believe it!
On my signal, I'd like you to mount the pavement and kill my ex-wife.





i'm laughing. and i'm in pain.

superficiality. Tuesday, March 11, 2008 |

fake.
artificial.
phony.
fraud.
pretender.
pseudo.
bogus.
dont you just love rainbows?


yep, that's what i am in (edited)photos.
but you seriously cant like, blame me right?
i have:
  • dark circles, although not as serious as sara's.
  • boring eye colour. urgh, the common brown... i need some 'pop'.
  • and the most disconcerting, BAD skin. i'd give up [something?] for good skin.

so dont go telling me how everyone should see the original me because the original me is just kinda unsightly. i know, i know, nobody is perfect, but they should try to look good right?

---after a bit of thought---

sigh. okay, fine. so image manipulation isn't good. it gives people the wrong impression. sorry, people! so sorry you get to see the better-looking side of me! i think i should subject all of you to the acne-ridden, cow-eyed side of me next time then! the original me! i can feel the excitement building up too! woohoo.


IN YOUR DREAMS,
ASSHOLES.
so keep dreaming.





i'm still not saying it's necessarily a good thing though.
i admit i do get carried away sometimes.
and nope, you wont be seeing any before/after photos. i've seen them myself, and i have to say that it's kinda scary.

mister gargoyle ramsay. Monday, March 10, 2008 |

i was flipping through channels yesterday when i came upon hell's kitchen on the asian food channel. i love food and since there was nothing else to freakin watch, i had to settle for this hell of a kitchen show. i think it's a horrible name for a show and restaurant though.

turns out it was named hell's kitchen for a reason. gordon(gargoyle) ramsay is a celebrity chef and this is his show. and for no specific reason, i think he looks really ugly.

wow... how unspecific.

so yea, he's the devil and the trainee chefs are at his mercy. the kitchen is his hell and he's the ruler almighty. great concept right? really great...

well, i would have found it enjoyable if not for all the foul language and explosive temper and plain rudeness exhibited by mr gargoyle here. i was just so pissed off watching this show.

he was even rude to one of the paying customers. she wanted to tell him how bad his food was(a wild guess) so she went up to the counter at the kitchen, you know where the food is passed to the servers? yea well, she went up to him and he told her in a really rude voice to wait for 30 seconds cause he was busy. so while waiting, the woman put her hands on the counter and the gargoyle scolded her, saying how she's contaminating the counter and how in the ham sandwich he would be able to serve contaminated food to his ever-so-valuable customers and bla bla bla...

the woman imploded. she just overturned the plates of food that he just so painstakingly prepared on the counter and took her bag and left. now that was what i wanted to see. HAHAHA. shiok.

well, in the end, i dont know if the woman was really genuine. Was she paid by him just to cause all that drama? possible. you never know what happens behind the scenes right?




never trust the media.

disappointed. Saturday, March 08, 2008 |

well, i didnt get it.
didnt get what?
well, i didnt get:


  1. good results
  2. a place in the goddamn international student orgy camp


BUT I will survive.

although, for now, i feel stupid.









hopeless.

stuff. Friday, March 07, 2008 |

here is a list of albums i intend to purchase. before, i was wondering how'd i remind myself of which albums i wanted, so here's it. so yea, this is actually just an online shopping list. ha-ha.

  1. Seventh Tree. Goldfrapp
  2. Rockferry. Duffy
  3. X. Kylie Minogue
  4. Echoes, Silence, Patience & Grace. Foo Fighters
  5. Thriller 25. Michael Jackson
  6. Heart Station. Utada Hikaru
  7. The Reminder. Feist





bah. got watermelon juice all over my pants after dinner.

i'm baaaaack... Thursday, March 06, 2008 |

today is AWESOME because:

  1. i'm still alive and blogging. hehe
  2. exams are over, finally. not looking forward to the next one though.
  3. yong li said he wasnt in the mood, so we didnt have our speaking practice today. hahaha.
  4. i was totally impressed by david cook of american idol. his renditions of the songs he chose so far totally blew me away. he turned a hippy song into a rock song; a love song into an emo one. hahaha. awesome. my mum compared him to blake lewis of last season. i was flabbergasted. "who's blake, mum?"
  5. paula abdul. i just wanna tell her to take a minute to gather her thoughts before giving the AI people her opinion. she's, like, ALL OVER THE PLACE. spent some time laughing at her, along with mum.
  6. found this LOVELY song by goldfrapp. A&E. amazing.
  7. csi: las vegas returns to the tv screen!


speaking of CSI, it's starting in five. see ya, people!





remembering the period of time when i was emo makes me wanna retch.

i mean, eyeliner? WHAT WAS I THINKING?!