Work and more work

Believe it or not, I'm at work right now. Yes, I know, surprising right? Me, work? Well, it's not really very serious, just to gain experience and some money. ;)

I started work on the 23rd, 2 days before Christmas. So what the hell do I work as? Well, just basic cosmetics promoter for SK-II. Yup, that skincare product from Japan. I am just a temporary worker anyway, and I'm placed in empty spots where some permanent worker cannot make it. My first day was in Midvalley Metrojaya, and being the first day of my first job, I don't know anything. I asked the guy who called me up for the job ad he said I should wear all black (can you imagine?! I mean, whoever wears all black these days?!? I'm not saying black's out of fashion, but if you wear it alone, it's a bit dull isn't it? Then again, maybe that's the whole purpose) and a collared shirt or t-shirt. So I did. He didn't tell me about shoes however, and the fact that I have to enter through staff entrance. So I arrived and had to buy new shoes(after having to ask everyone where the staff entrance is). Then, for some twisted reason, the staff can't bring handphones in. So I had to give it to the officer behind the desk to keep, with heavy reluctance. Seriously, can you imagine 8 of your waking hours without handphone? I bet you would quit the job right away or try to smuggle it in. Then, I found out that I have to use staff toilet only. And, if I want to get out of the department store, I have to go through the staff entrance everytime (which is super far because I'll have to get out f the building and walk a quarter of a kilometre and go in the building again, up the stairs). So lunch is a total torture. Another thing I found out is that I don't have to use collared shirt. Lots of their other workers only wear round neck tees(baby tees). SK-II has, like, 30 products or more and I have to study them all and memorize their prices. That totally sucks. I mean, it has 10 types of mosturisers alone and I have to know the prices and what each of them do and how long will they last and for what skintype they're suitable for. It's exhausting(note that's for only the mosturisers). Then I have to know the promotions. Most customers will go to the counter and ask, "what's the promotion going on now?" the first thing. Can't blame them I can't afford th product without ppromotion, too.

So after Metrojaya Midvalley I have to work in Parkson KLCC. Here, I found out I have to wear a bun in my hair and if I want to wear something not collared, I have to wear it long-sleeved. The staff entrance is not so bad however. It's right outside the main entrance of the department store. But I do have to go up three floors to get there, and once I get in, I have to go down two floors. This was also the first time I was at the counter alone(without one of the permanent staff helping and teaching me. I was reaking scared! Plus, I had to do the store closing since my shift was untill 10. That was seriously scary. What if I forgot to do something? Or did something wrong? That counter also offered facial services so I had to learn how to take appointments and reconfirm them(By the way, it is full for this month and the next and the weekends on February). I think everything turned out fine in the end. One thing I learned is that the promotion for every SK-II counter is very different. That sucks. I have to memorize every counter's promotion and the department store promotion plus any type of special occasions promotion(and when will they end). I also have to keep up with new and upcoming promotions. A little too much don't you think, for a 'school holidays' job?

Then, when I thought things couldn't get any worse, I was transferred to Isetan KLCC. This counter is terribly busy where customers are never-ending. The worst part? I can't SIT!!! So for 7 hours I had to stand there waiting and walking around. Oh, and did I mention the shoes I bought in Midvalley are high-heels? Imagine walking on the balls of your feet for 7 hours. Ouch. Even the permanent promoter has this pained expression on her face. Can't blame her, I know how she feels. After that, when I desperately needs to go to the toilet, I found out something new: toilet cubicles are locked. When any of the staff needs to go do the 'business', she or he needs to look for the keys first. Then, in the toilet, the cubicle doors are labeled 'Shoes', 'Handbags', 'Cosmetics' and things like that for staff who work in different departments. With such rules, I thought the toilet would at least be clean, but it's worse than the customers' toilet. Then it hits me. If the toilets are locked, how would cleaners get to clean them up? Furthermore, the tap water is just a tiny tinkle. I mean, a rat could piss faster than that!

More on my work adventures later.

LoVe~

MzP<3

Eye Colour and Music

I'm still not into writing any latest entry today. Having writer's block and just in no mood to write. So I'll be posting one of those things I found.

Your Eyes Should Be Brown

Your eyes reflect: Depth and wisdom What's hidden behind your eyes: A tender heart

Well, I do have brown eyes. No surprises there today.


This is another thingy for this entry today...

Your Musical Tastes Match: Jennifer Garner

See her whole playlist here (iTunes required)

Actually, I have no idea why I even bothered doing that. I already knew I have Jennifer Garner's taste in music, of all people. I really don't know why her. I don't mean anything bad by it, actually. Does similar tastes in music show similar personality? I'm guessing, maybe, since I think Ben Affleck's hot too.


LoVe~
MzP<3

My Substitue for a Blog Entry

Been having quite a writer's block lately, so I'm not in the mood(and can't) write interesting things in this blog. The best news in my life so far? Well I've got an interview for a job. A simple job where I actually have to promote makeup. That's what I'll be doing during the holidays, work. How incredibly boring.

So in the absence of mood, wit and everything else that I need to have to write, I decided to put those lame things in my blog where it is not needed of me to write anything. I found a few sites for this... So instead of knowing me by reading what I write, you can know me by these (maybe inappropriate) things I put here. Enjoy!

This is the first:

You Are a Coy Flirt

You may not seem like you're flirting, but you know exactly what you're doing.You draw people in, very calculatingly, without them even knowing.Subtle and understated, you know how to best leverage your sex appeal.A sexy enigma, you easily become an object of obsession.

I've got to admit, this is quite true. Why? Beacuse some boys don't see me as the flirting type, because they don't realise if I'm flirting with them in the first place. The obsession part is quite true too. What can I say? They find me irresistable... (Haha, whatever, right)

That's it for today. I'll get something else in my next entry. At least until my writer's block dissapears and my mood appears.


LoVe~
MzP<3

Depression... Why?

I haven't been writing for quite some time, I know. I wanted to write a few days ago but I was too happy to write. I wonder, why is it that most people write blogs when they're unhappy or depressed and blame it all on the world (Like I am now). Well, it's stupid, beacause nobody is going to read a very depressed blog about anyone because, well, it's depressing.

Why is it that we don't know why we're depressed. It's like something so wrong is happening but actually nothing is wrong. I have no idea. In my case, when I'm depressed, I feel like something bad is going to happen. What makes matters worse is that sometimes, it does happen. Thinking about this makes my depression worse.

I feel like something bad is going to happen later, and I have this very deep feeling that it's going to involve my father. Like he's going to be very angry about something. I moght have some vague idea what he's going to be angry about but I'm not very sure just yet. I mean, if he's angry because of what I think he's angry for, then what the hell am I going to say to him? Should I plan what to say now or just don't think about it untill it really happens? Seriously, knowing a tiny little bit about the near future is not really a good thing all the time. You might think, sure it's good, because you can prepare for it. This is true at a certain extent. But what if preparing for it is what is going to cause the problem. Then what? It's like, because we know it, it's going to happen. What if we don't know? Is the problem going to happen if we don't know about it? I'm always curious about that.

The other thing that I think might be a problem is the RSVP for tomorrow. I'm having a lunch at my house where my mom's cooking nasi lemak for my friends. Most of them just can't make it. Why? I don't know. Maybe I'm depressed beacause they all might just call and cancel at the last possible minute. Shit, what am I supposed to do then? Especially if my mom has already cooked for them. Then, she'd bury me so deep in the ground that the heat from the earth's core will incinerate me and my sorry ass.

Well, I'd write about the result of my depression later. Now, I'd better just face it. By the way, if any of my friends are reading this before tomorrow, please consider coming for lunch! RSVP me tonight!


LoVe~
MzP<3

Stuff... and more Stuff

I'm adding the finishing touches to my Friendster proflie and so far it's going great. After that I'm going to do my Myspace profile. Then, hopefully this Blogger thing(you know, save the best for last!). I never take pre-existing layouts and templates for Friendster and Myspace. It's usually always a few pictures I turn into a whole profile. I won't say I'm incredibly efficient and an expert in HTML or CSS, but I know a good deal of the basics. Plus, you don't really need to know too much these days with lots of sites offering teaching and helping methods.

I wish I'm good in the Blogger layout area too. It's just more confusing and complicated than Friendster or Myspace. Especially in Blogger Beta. Well, basically it's just the same, I just have to know what the extra things are. Or maybe I should just save myself some trouble and stop with my policy of not using templates. Trust me, I've tried that but Blogger Beta templates are very limited and if I'd use one, it'll surely be same with 20 others out there. Maybe people are as clueless about Blogger Beta templates as I am. Or maybe it's just a lot of work. Either way, it's an obstacle in my path to nicely design this space.

I was looking for pictures for Friendster and I realise one thing: I should be more of a camwhore. I seriously am lacking nice camwhoring pictures of myself. I mean, the whole point of having Friendster is to display pretty pictures of yourself to everyone else(no matter how unpretty you are - there's always photoshop right?). I have next to none of those things. No wonder I've never looked forward to updating my pics. And all this while, blaming my father for uploading the pics only in his laptop and not the family computer.

Today Sailormoon actually brought Tarot cards to college. She was reading my fortune. I didn't believe in it 100% but the reading she got for me was so freakily accurate. She used the fan spread, where she read about my past, present and future plus a few more like emotional and love. I actually got the worst card in the pack, the 10 swords. It's not like I have lots of problems or anything - that's normal. I've just had sort of a harder life. Actually, I wouldn't know that either because there are lots of other people out there that have harder lives than me. I'm so not complaining though, because "As hard as it gets, I know it's still amazing to be alive," in the words of Lindsay Lohan.

I guess I'd better go on with the Friendster profile thingy. And then I'll sleep. So, I'll end this entry with Check out my Friendster profile as soon as you could. And write me a testimonial!!



LoVe~
MzP<3

World Pencil Day

World Pencil Day is not today, exactly. It was yesterday. I just read in some magazine that it was world pencil day, and since magazines are infamous for making up stuff, I didn't believe it 100%. But since the magazine gave a date as well (1985 or something like that), it might be correct.

Then I thought about the coincidence of it. World pencil day in the middle of my AS exam and one day before SPM. Coincident right?

I wonder how they invent the pencil. Maybe it's just that they've been wtiting with carbon all the while but hate the fact that it stains the hands, so they covered it in wood. I wonder too which came first, pencils or pens. Then I remembered those quil thingies that are probably considered as pens so maybe pens came first.

So if it's World Pencil Day, does it mean we get to celebrate pencil skirts too? You know, since it is named after the pencil... Then we should be wearing pencil skirts on that day. One small glitch: I don't own one. So I can't show that I celebrate World Pencil Day. Since being in college and using pens, AND not wearing pencil skirts, does that mean I'm actually dishonouring World Pencil Day? Man, I should really get that skirt. Just so I won't feel guilty anymore.

Talking about pencil skirts, are we celebrating the phrase "pencil thin" too? So if we see anything (or anyone) really thin, should we say "It's(or she's/he's) pencil thin!" even though I've never used that phrase before because it's so wrong(seriously, everything is always either thicker or thinner then pencil so saying 'pencil thin' is so inappropriate), just because it's World Pencil Day?

Wait, how do I honour World Pencil Day? Help! It's seriously no use knowing that a day is 'World Pencil Day' if I don't even know how to project my appreciation of pencils in the first place. I mean, does mechanical pencils work? Because it technically uses carbon too... which makes a pencil... a pencil. I'm lost here!


LoVe~
MzP<3

France, Bond and Food

Today, it seems, I've learned very few things of importance. Well, at least I've learnt something right? Which means that living today is not entirely pointless in the existence of the universe. Things I learned today:

1. The 'Bond' characters sign a contract of a limited number of Bond movies they can make. They actually can't star in more Bond movies no matter how good a Bond they are. Explains the less-than-gorgeous Bond for the latest movie(which I haven't seen because of the exams). They also have to be British. Okay, most of you'll probably know this by now, but hey, I'm learning!

2. The tertiary education in France is (gulp! gasp! whisper...) free!!! Can you believe it? Me neither. So far, I don't know how accurate this is but if it is, I'm definitely studying in France later. Learning french is not bad either. Especially if it won't kill me as fast as English! (If you have no clue what I'm talking about, refer my one of my previous post.

3. My baby brother is extremely sensitive when it comes to food. I could always tease him and play with him about everything else just hands off his food. He asked for a PB&J sandwich (at 10pm!) just now. When I pretended to be interested in his food and wanted to eat it, he actually bawled! He's almost 4 so bawling is not very common at that age.

4. My father didn't know that the computer speakers are spoilt. He was aking me why they're spoilt. Like, hello!! Like I'm the God of Computers and could answer that particular question(that'll be Bill Gates). If I knew I'd be repairing it already and not sitting around waiting for my father to send for repair/buy a new one. Since music is my life, it's not very nice letting my iTunes going unheard.


Told you I learnt very few things today. And I'm not even sure number 4 counts. True, it's what I learnt today but not exactly education-wise right? Wait, there's number 5.

5. Grace says 'exactly' with high emphasis on the -ct so it sounds like exackt-ly. And she's moving to a new apartmen so she needs my help in moving. (Actually, my car's help, more like).


Yea, number 5 is not exactly an earth-shaking discovery seeing how close i am to Grace. I should have noticed her words earlier. I don't see myself as a very non-observant person but I guess I could be wrong. Or maybe it's the exam stress which is making me notice things which I usually don't notice just so that I'll get a break from the overdose of education. Which made me realise, what the hell am I doing talking about educational things in my blog?! I should be so sick of it that I would be avoiding it at all cost! I'm still blaming it on the stress. I'm wearing that t-shirt I have that says 'Facts Are Stupid' tomorrow(it's with a picture of a girl reading a book upside down). Okay, maybe not to college. That kind of rebellious behaviour is a bit too obvious. Maybe I should wear the top that says 'I made it to school, what more do you want?' with a picture of a sleeping figure. Whatever. Maybe I'll just let my mood tomorrow decide what I should wear to school.

Ciao.



LoVe~
MzP<3

Learning Outcomes

The things I learnt yesterday and today:

1. Tiger Woods' handicap is -6 (negative!). Well, technically, if it's negative it's not a handicap anymore is it? Poor Tiger Woods, imagine playing golf with someone handicapped 20. His overall score has to be added by a whole 6! Well, it pays to be too damn good at something.

2. Last minute studying doesn't work for A-Levels exams. Especially Chemistry. Let's just hope I don't get a D.

3. The Haber process. It is making ammonia out of nitrogen and hydrogen. Conditions, high pressure of 250atmosphere, moderate tamperature of 450degrees Celsius and with the presence of iron catalyst. Oh well, at least the knowledge os good for something.(You've really got to bear with me)

4. Growing wisdom teeth hurts like hell! And I have to give up chocs! (well, I learnt this in the last few days.)

5. Mohan only looks at me when I'm saying something about YY. Wish he'd look at me like that in class when I have no idea what he's talking about and need his help in some stupid Econs question.

6. After reading Deception Point, my third Dan Brown book, I see the one thing three of his books have in common. All of them has a people taking instructions from an anonymous caller. Like the bishop and albino in Da Vinci Code, the butler in Angels and Demons and the Delta group in Deception Point. I think that's why he decided to stop writing for a while, because his ideas are a bit too similar in his books.

7. Sleeping late before an exam totally takes it's toll on me. My brain was so slow during Chemistry that I think if I didn't study too late last night, I might have known more about Chemistry. I certainly would have not taken too much time to answer one question.


There you go, all the things I've learnt today and yesterday. I've just realised that it's a good thing knowing what I've learned. I feel more worthy of living in this world knowing there is something knowledgeable. Maybe these knowledge will be useful. You never know, I could be chatting with Tiger Woods one day and he might just test me on my knowledge of 'his golf' which, obviously, is most of his life. Then, I would get his question right and we might just fall in love and we'll live happily ever after in golf world. Bet you never knew his handicap. I'm one step ahead of you in getting his attention, so the probability of me being with hime just increased 0.0001%. Ha!

You know, my previous entry about the Money/Shells? I wonder what will happen if I send it to a local magazine/newspaper. Think they would publish it? I really need to let the world politicians know about my point of view a bout the currency. Hey, they might actually consider it and we'll live a better life beacause of some Cowry shells. Think about it. I might actually have a point!


LoVe~
MzP<3

Money, Money, Money

Had my Economics exam today. And it sucked. I totally ruined my chances of getting an A by mixing up my facts. Which was really stupid when I think about it because it's such a straightforward question.

Economics suck anyway. Just like everything we learn in school, why is there someone to discover them so that we'll have to learn them? Take money for example. Who the hell came up with the 'fantastic' idea of money? As far as I know, money just creates more problems than actually solving any. Like 1000 years ago, people used shells as the medium of exchange. We should really consider it all over again because it's so not troublesome to go to a shop and say, "I want that scarf'," and be met with a reply "15 shells please." Shells are interesting and not troublesome and makes things very much more uncomplicated. Most of all, it doesn't need a whole new 'study' and way to function called Economics.

First of all, there'll be no exchange rates to be a problem. The whole world is using shells(!), so we don't need to know the 'fall' and 'rise' of exchange rates. And we don't need to know 1 euro equals to how many US dollars. The so-called 'problem' of the breakable shells could actually be an advantage because then they're less likely to be carried of by thieves without breaking some(Get my drift?). It also makes it difficult for thieves to carry large amounts(imagine 5000 shells). This discourages thefts (and definitely snatch thefts) which is definitely a good thing. Plus the shells could always be strengthen by those toothpaste in those comercials that uses shells for demonstration. The other point is that it would be immensely hard to make copies of shells, so it could be counted that forgeries would not be a problem.

The best oint is, since shells are very uncomplicated and simple, a whole 'economics' term would not exist and would not be fussed on. There won't be 'economics crisis' all over the world and it definitely reduces stress in thinking too much about money. Less marriages will be destroyed 'money problems', less dirty work will be done in politics and less war would be declared. Overall, the world would definitely be a happier and much peaceful place to live in if we use shells instead of money.

Coincidentally, as I was driving home from college, the song 'Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous' came on the radio. I think part of the song is true(though a bit hypocritical since the singers are probably rich and famous themselves because of that song). One of the line says, 'Money is such a problem' which is true! All these rich people wants to live an easy life and one way to do that is to get more money. Which comes to my conclusion: The 'Economy' is invented by rich people who wants ot be richer than they can imagine. Honestly, do you think those less fortunate people give a damn about money and how it works? Not likely. They'd be too busy building close relationships with people around them instead of with money.

Life with shells instead of money really isn't all that bad. But it's just my own point of view. After all, you might think 'Why fix something that is not broken?' (pun intended). Please excuse me. those who are pbsessed with money. Me? I'm not obsessed with money. Just LUXURY.


LoVe~
MzP<3

Festivities and Shoes

Today is the 10th day of Aidifitri. So far, this year is not as fun as the past years, what with me being in the middle of my AS finals and my brother being just a month away to his SPM. I really should be studying now because my Math Statistics paper is tomorrow. Statistics! It's like the topic in math that I hate he most. Can't believe I have to do a whole paper about it for finals.

When we went for Raya shopping, my mum bought me some sort of lip gloss from MAC. It's a new line in MAC called Lip Varnish and the effect is like putting on lipstick with clear gloss. I love it! The shade I bought is called 'Cute yet Sexy' (cute name right?) which is sort of a dull pink colour. Then, I got shoes. This nice deep brown(to go with my raya outfit) peep-toe sling-back wedges form MNG. Actually, I saw a slightly prettier pair in Guess but it's buckeld and I don't want them because those buckled shoes are so troublesome, especially when I need to take them off and put them back on again very often. Trust me, going for 'Raya' at various houses barely keeps the shoes on my feet. So why bother for shoes? Well, since we keep on taking them off and putting them on again, people would definitely notice what shoes I wear. Plus, if someone steps out of the house and see a fabulous pair, they would think, Whoa, I woder who owns that. Then, I come out and step nicely into the shoes which will definitely get some awstruck reaction. Well, actually, if I want to be totally truthful, the houses we go to during raya are of old people, so actually, they wouldn't tell the difference between Louis Vuitton and Bata. But a girl can always dream, can she?


LoVe~
MzP<3

Speaking English

This video I found is very interesting. And kinda true when you think about it...




This video actually made me consider to start writing my blog in another language or something. Why the heck are we still speaking English, people? Haha, just kidding. But what other explanations can there be?

The reasons that I haven't updated my blog in so long is:
1. Examinations! Doing my AS exam already and there is seroiusly no time to fool around. (Yea, right!)
2. My father hid the cable connecting the computer to electricity. I can't switch on the computer for two weeks! Imagine life without computer.... ssscaryy..... All because my brother's taking his SPM. Why should I be punished too?
3. My father's laptop (our only access to the internet) can't be switched on either. We're still trying to find out the reason (My father's working)
4. Sheer laziness to find another computer with internet connection.

So there you have it. Four reasons why I didn't update. Goes to show that my blog will never be famous. At least not as famous as I already am! Haha... Just kidding (again). My next paper's this coming Monday. Wish me luck, guys! All the best to moi!!!


LoVe~
MzP<3

Lack of Food

Finally, the puasa month's here. So, I'm in college right now during break time, fasting. After watching them eat Carbonara spaghetti in the Seaview place. I have no idea why I put up to temptation by watching them eat, but I guess have nothing better to do.

The college newsletter is out today. And since this is the first time the newsletter is published since I join the team, I was quite eager to read it. My feedback? It sucked. Big time. I feel embarassed to be associated to something that disastrous. No offence to the rest of the team, but I really don't like it. Firstly, there's no 'news' written in the newsletter. There's a total of only 6 categories, the fonts are super big, no events were actually reported in the college. Overall, I think it's just a big flop. It's no wonder less than 20% of the student body knows there is a college newsletter. For having 40 odd members, I seriously think we could do better than this.


LoVe~
MzP<3

Lessons Not Learned

Believe it or not, I'm in college right now, at 8.15 in the morning, in a classroom. Apparently I forgot I have no class this morning so I woke up a whole hour earlier for nothing. Sad isn't it? Could've gotten more sleep. I seriously think one of these days I'll end up in a hospital for exhaustion. I remember to be so tired on Wednesday that I almost drop during my piano lesson. Well, it's the teacher's fault anyway. Our lessons are supposed to be every Thursday but we never have it on a planned day. Moreover, if she wants to come for a lesson for the week, she'll give me the latest notice possible, sometimes 15 minutes before the lesson. It's so frustrating. After her lesson on Wednesday, I slept until dinner because I was so tired, and I practically shouted at my aunt who tried to wake me up. I think that there's not really a big chance for me to get admitted into a ward anytime soon anyway. This is not as worse as my condition in KYS. There, I had so little sleep that sometimes in the morning, I could sleep standing up. Seriously. Not on purpose, but when I stopped walking, I'd straight away fall asleep. And I'd jerk awake when I find myself almost falling.

Actually I'm alone in class. Everyone else is doing who knows what, and since I'm the only one who forgot(it seems), I'm sitting in class alone. The others probably have plans already this morning. I really shouldn't be sitting alone though. Well, I'm going somewhere now so I'd continue this later.

Later: It's 1.30 in the morning now. Just came back from Opu's farewell party, she's going to the UK. My brother just came back from a prom, and guess what? He got Prom King. Kind of surprising to me, but he's okay I guess. Wish I had a that kind of time in my secondary school year, but my school was too close-minded that prom isn't even allowed. And even if it is, we probably only allowed to wear something really... unsexy and boring and nice. Well, even if there is a prom, I doubt I'd get Prom Queen. Boys would definitely not vote me(because they think I'm bad) and teachers would make sure I won't win. What can I say, I'm just too much for the school to handle. You know how when the more people don't know you, the more likely they are to spread terrible stories about you. I was a victim of that. Let me tell you a story.

There was once a beautiful town, with a beautiful neighbourhood, one that could be described as perfect. The roofs were colourful and everyone was friendly to each other. Something was a little out of place though. There was a big house on the hill that was not as colourful as the other houses and it is surrounded by roses. An old man lived there and took care of all the roses. This old man didn't really mix around with the villagers and they thought him scary and creepy and mysterious-even more because he was so obsessed about his roses. Everyone in the village talks about him and say things like he's a vampire or he's a monster or a murderor or he captures villagers to keep as captives. All these stories go around and nobody knows which is the truth. People become really scared of him and will not approach his house. Kids threw stones at his house. Some people tried to destroy his roses. They will leave him out of celebrations and festivities of the town.

One day, during aspring day, the old man was out in his garden tending to his roses when he found a birthday card to a guy named Joe. He picked it up and as he walked back to the house to throw it, the rain starts pouring and he got striked by lightning. He died straight away in his garden. His body wasn't found until the next day by some villagers who were walking past. Story went around the village about his death and they tried to find a relative who knew him. When they found no one, and saw the card the old man was holding, they said his name is Joe and his birthday was the day before. He was buried with this name and birth date.

This story tells you something doesn't it? Each and every one of the villagers spread stories about him thinking they know everything about him, or try to show that they know something. In the end, they didn't knpw a single thing about this guy, not even his real name or his birthday. Who knows, if they actually get to know him better, he might be a nice guy who knows more then the others think they do. Well, I'd say that's the nature of most humans. Like I said, the more you don't know about someone, the more likely it is that stoies are made up to fill that empty space in our minds, and when that empty space is there, it will except anything, even a piece of a puzzle that doesn't fit.


LoVe~
MzP<3

Walking by the Days.

I met someone the other day. I don't mean someone as in a guy that I'm interested in, but a girl. A friend's friend. Let's not put names here because I wouldn't want to offend anyone even if they take none from my blog. She's 19, a year older than me. And married. Well, I didn't think much of the married part, because it's very legal to be married at 19 anyway. But what really caught me was that she got married at 14. This is illegal here, but well, not in Thailand. So, at a very young age she got married, and had a child at 15. I wouldn't exactly bat an eyelash if it was 100 years ago or even if I'm in Indonesia, where it was normal to get married at 10. Now, it just doesn't seem likely to meet anyone married at that age(the legal age's 16). Now she has 2 kids and I just heard her say that she is still breastfeeding. I wonder what it's like to be at my age now, and coming back home to have little kids of my own who breastfeeds. Plus, if I got pregnant at 14, baby would be older than my baby brother. Don't get me wrong, I admire the fact that she didn't abort, but I wouldn't give myself eternally to a man at that age. I'd go crazy. I mean, even she is getting divorce papers now(a rumour that seems very true). And how did she go to school at 15 with a pregnant belly?! Wouldn't that attract alot of attention? I wonder... But I'm glad I didn't have to go through that. My father would disown me. Seriously.

Schoolhas begun. It does suck, but at least I'm not staying at home doing nothing. It's a nice change to be with friends. School events keep me occupied too, so it's not that bad between classes.

Today and yesterday there was a blood drive at the college, you know, when the people from blood bank comes to get blood from volunteers who'd want to donate. Once again, I got rejected. This is my second attempt at donating blood. Why don't they want my blood?? It's not that bad. The reason this time is that my last asthma attack was too recent(the last reason was my migraines are too serious). The doctor said I might get an asthma attack after the donation because some people have 'shortness of breath' after the process. C'mon, those people who needs the blood to survive wouldn't exactly care if the donor had 'shortness of breath' saving his/her life. I mean, my blood could save someone's life! And it's not like I need all of my blood anyway. My blood cells are going to die in 120 days even if it stays in my body, and why wouldn't I give them away before they die and I have to make new blood? Okay, forgive me about this babble about blood. For those of you who don't already know, I'm a Biology student. Explains, huh?

I just found out recently that people are reading my blog. I thought nobody was. I don't mind, but if I have an audience, I better watch out for what I write. It might just be read by the wrong people. And you know people these days, they get all emotional and angry at something bad they read that they think are related to them. Which means that I have to learn to stop babbling before I hit a nerve. Well, it's not llike I care too much, but I've heard people got arrested by polices because of what they wrote in their blog(this girl was writing about poisoning her mother). On the other hand, I guess a blog could also make someone very famous. That's interesting. I used to hink that people who reads blogs have nothing better to do(well, it's still partially true). The reason I wrote a blog is to practice my english writing. Being famous at the same time does me good too.. :-P

Talking about being famous, I signed up in a contest to be L'oreal's face for their Studio product. I was persuaded(more like forced!) by Sailormoon :p. Haha, she's my classmate. Well, since my modelling is seriously down the drain, I thought, why not? She did ask for 50% of my cash prize though. My stupid agency has not contacted me for so long. Not even for new profile pictures. Maybe I'm just not needed in the market now. Whatever. They just went quiet after their planned reality TV show didn't work out. I wonder why(the show didn't work out). They even got sponsors already.

I was opening the iPod website today to redownload my iTunes, and I saw the very new iPod Nano and Shuffle. They're so cool that I feel like I want to put a picture of them in my blog. I guess since my iPod Mini is terribly irrepairable, it could be the new item on my wishlist(refer to the list on my previous post). BUT, there's a problem uploding the beauties.Well, I'll try to fit them in next time. This talk about beauty reminds me of this guy who described his discman as 'sexy'. Just reminded, nothing else, nothing more.

By the way, I had another fight with my stupid BF/exBF. He didn't call me this whole day. That's seriously a record. Well, if he's not interested anymore, I'm not waiting around for someone who does not appreciate my presence. Let's make the 7months to 7years. I'm cool. I might even get a chance with that copilot(tall, dark and handsome) that I had a crush on. Who knows, I might.

Almost forget: The fasting month, Ramadhan is starting next week. Great, a chance to lose weight!


LoVe~
MzP<3

Of Honour and Glory

I watched Troy again on HBO today. This time watching it, I actually really understand it. And it's actually quite sad. I cried a tear or two, and since I've practically never cried for a movie, this is saying something. I'm quite amazed how when I was younger, and I heard the story of Troy being brought down by complacency and the Trojan horse, I thought the Trojans were the bad guys. In the movie though, the Greek are the selfish, foolish ones, the bad guys. Although movies are famous for turning around people's believes like this, I'm not sure really what to believe. But I have to accept what's been shown in the movie too. Seriously, Achilles isn't a really bad guy. He just have a thirst for glory and fame where his name won't be forgotten for thousands of years to come, which he is brought up with. And like most really powerful and famous men, he is tamed by a girl. Just a girl and this second time I watched the movie, I realized, he didn't enter Troy to fight, exactly. He did that to find that girl, Briseis. The one who gave him "peace at a time of war." The fact that he knew he will die when he enters Troy again touched my heart too, although when he knew this, his intentions of entering Troy was very different. He still died and got his glory, but something that he already learned as not that important as building realtionships with other men. Well, maybe the movie exaggerates this part, but well, it's a good exaggeration.

This Achilles is super great too, killing Prince Hector, a man rumoured to be as powerful as the whole of the Greek army. It touched my heart when he teared up right before he gave away Prince Hector's body to the King Priam. Then he entered the walls of Troy in the Trojan horse, telling he's army of Myrmidon to go home, saying it's his last order for them. He really knew he was going to die. But he still went, to save Briseis. Not for war. I just feel very touched by this movie. Achilles really was a hero. And Brad Pitt did good too. ;)


In the end, I think it is one of the best movie I have ever seen.

Sounds and Memories

I was just listening to the Star Wars song of the John William orchestra, the full version. It was superbly excellent. The blend of flutes, violin, tuba, trumpets and all the others just amazes me, gave me goosebumps just listening to it. Then, I realize that I do miss KYS. The orchestra days there, the best days of my life. If I hadn't been in an orchestra, I wouldn't know how to appreciate such music like John William's. Where I learnt to differentiate the difference of all the instruments and the harmony of all blending into one great music. Yes, the days on the orchestra tour all over Malaysia is always etched in my memory. They were great, and so amazing. I played clarinet 1 and it was the higher part of the scores so I'm always nervous before a performance that me clarinet might do those squeaking noises. Especially when they put the microphone right next to me.

I also know why all these while I don't really miss KYS that much. My last days in the orchestra wasn't exactly peaches and cream. There was a girl. I was so close to her, really good friends. But what I don't know is who she really is inside. She had something with a crush of mine once and I should've known then, I guess. I, being me, was cool about it with her at that time eventhough I was burning inside. Thought our 'friendship' was more important than an immature guy. So I let it slip, although we were not very close anymore after that.

My mistake was I told her who my next crush was. Then, out of all subtleties, she tried to get that guy too. But when she can't, she told everyone that I'm 'copying' a senior who had a crush on the same guy once, just to tarnish my name. So me and this guy got closer and closer, me still being oblivious to what she was doing. It all happened in an orchestra tour.

It was my last orchestra tour. We were all assigned busses: Bus1-boys, Bus2-girls, Bus 3-girls&boys. I was in bus2 but I was soon terribly broken to find out that all the other girls my year has someone to sit with - I asked too late. So, to lick my wounds, I sat at the locker area sulking. Suddenly this guy walked by and said, "Explain," so I did. He offered to sit with me if I can transfer to bus3. I tried and tried, but can't. By a stroke of luck though, on the day we get on the bus, they miscalculated and bus2 was overflowing, so I ran off to bus3 and sit with him. That was when we started, me and him, but I'll spare you the details.

Coincidentally, the girl I was talking about was in the same bus as well. Well, something happened in the bus a teacher found out(between me and him) and the teacher made us change seats(nothing bad, really). She saw that, so what she did was straight away sms my BF/exBF. She was good though, instead of telling him(which would make her look bad), she ASKED him. Like, you know, "What happened in the bus? Why'd they have to change seats?" Actually, what she was indirectly doing is letting my BF/exBF know something happened between me and that guy. Then, she went to everyone, acting like she knows what exactly happen and dig out information from those who already know(3 teachers). Then, she told everyone to give me a bad name(boarding schools are close minded enough to think sitting with a guy is bad enough). When I ask her if she knew, she said,"Everyone knows." When, actually it's not true. And she made it as if the teachers were the one who told everyone. I was furious and went to confront the teacher. He questioned a few people and found out it's not true. Unfortunately, the few people he questioned thinks I'm accusing them of something they didn't do. By the end of everything, these few unintetionally hurt people went around telling people how bad I am of accusing them. Naturally, this girl acted like she was a 'victim' of my accusations too, for symphaty.

When we got back to school, half of the school was filled in about 'what happened' and how terribly bad I am, by her. Just to get them all on her side, knowing she ws the one in the wrong. I, on the other hand, was ready to let it go and leave it all behind so I didn't say a word to anybody about what really happened. They take it that I'm the guilty one because of that. Only very few actually came to me and asked, knowing this girl from their own past experience, and want me to reconfirm her words, if they are true. I was hate by more than half the school then. I know, though, that she only did all of that to show to people that I'm better than her. Guess she can't stand seeing my happy, having all that she didn't have. She was only after my crushes to prove to herself that she's 'prettier' and more 'desirable' than me. She told my BF/exBF so that I would lose the one guy who loves me so much(though we were not together at the time, and I wasn't cheating on him), and prove that her boyfriend loves her more and buys her more expensive things. On the whole, I have NO idea why she did all that.

To finish it all off, I had a terribly huge fight with my BF/exBF because, it turns out, he was the one who started contacting this girl for 'information' on me(to spy), knowing she's close to me. He contacted 2 girls, but she's the only one who fed him the 'information' about me. If you want to know, in one of my previous posts, I wrote that we didn't talk to each other for 7 months(and nobody could even say his name around me). This is why. Because he went behind my back to 'spy' on me through a girl who wants to see me down. SEVEN whole months, and I thought I would never ever be associated with him again.

This is the first time I write or talk about this incident, fully. I'm still not in talking terms with this girl. I know Shakespereare said 'To err is human; to forgive, divine' but even he won't forgive someone who does this to him. Maybe all I want is a simple apology. Please don't judge the whole of me only on what I write for this entry today. Somehow, I've been keeping it all for too long and I just want to make my side of the story clear. I know some of you might still not agree with me(especially loyal followers of this girl), but I don't care. Life goes on. And I'd say, 'As hard as it gets, I know it's still amazing to be alive'-La Bella Vita.


LoVe~
MzP<3

Bored and Untelevisionable

In addition to the computer being annoyingly spoilt, the TV is spoilt now too. Did I mention my phone being all messed up? The point is, I think technology's holding a grudge against me. They're just trying to make my holidays terrible and boring. Seriously all I did was ignore technology for a few years-I didn't bother to know anything about them. Now I'm deprived of the only entertainment at home besides books.

I had a french manicure recently at Midvalley. Now my nails are short. they cut my nails so that all of them are the same lenghth with my broken one. The manicure's nice, though-very natural. Somehow I got the polish on my index finger chipped already... and it's just the 3rd day! It's going to have to be until next month till I get a new manicure and I guess my nails have to suffer another month looking bad. Next time I'm getting a pedicure as well.

At Midvally, my BF/xBF(yea we sort of made up) and I went to watch the Gold Class cinema(for the first time). We watched My Super Ex-Girlfriend(not very worth it). Seriously, It's totally first class treatment. We could order hot drinks and have the attendant come everytime we call them(with a button). The seats are super plush and reclinable-very damn comfortable. There's even a waiting area where we can wait for the movie to start. All these for more than triple the normal price of the average cinema seat. The hall is cold though, but you can always rent blankets. Sometimes it's nice to have a nice relaxing day at the movies instead of rushing and getting only popcorn and cold drinks in paper cups. It's nice to have a big space with so little people and the front person won't block your view no matter how tall he is or how big his head is. You should try it out sometime, but not all the time unless you're super duper rich and want to feel like being treated like royalty.

Me and my BF/xBF had a fight again last night. These fights are really tiring. I think that's why he didn't pick up my calls earlier and didn't bother to come today. Whatever. He'll be the one running back to me later. Plus, I'm seriously really angry at him, because of last night and today. Don't know why but I always wish we don't get back together, but we always do. It's frustrating.

By the way, I discovered a really cool game at Yahoo Games today. It's called Fish Tycoon. Had me absorbed for hours. Had been on the computer since morning today. I'm so stuck on it. Try it. You might just have as much fun as I had.


LoVe~
MzP<3

A Night to NEVER Forget

My computer is still going bonkers on me. Everytime I want to use it, it lags so bad and most of my excitement and ideas for the blog will be gone by the time I get to the site. Oh well, lets not let that dampen my spirit(and blog) today. I'm still in a state of bliss from yesterday.

So what the hell happened yesterday? Well, it's Anugerah Era. The Award for local singers. I wouldn't normally go to these things because I'm not really into local music, but we got VIP tickets!!! Now, who would turn that down? Ever??!! The theme this time is denim and leather, so I got my father's leather vest(it's a bit too big but I sorta lurve it) and a denim mini plus a pink tube. Also my pink Tommy heels(killed my feet but who cares?! looks matter!)

Well, it wasn't really the whole awards thing that got me jumping and terribly excited, but more like the After-Party. The award is not so bad this time either. Before last night I always thought someone has been messing the results and awards because the award winners never seem to deserve it(especially 2 years ago). This time, I gues I've been proven wrong. Since Mawi hogged the whole spotlight, it's safe to say the result is very much decided by the audience.

So we went to the super hip after-party. I got pictures with all the celebrities I could find at the after-party. I got pictures with Deanna Yusof(she is effing beautiful-so much more in real life), Felix, Lotter, Faizal(AF4 winner), Dina(Malaysian Idol runner-up), Sazzy and Yasmin Hani(the TV presenters), the lead singer of Spider, AC Mizal(the actor), Adam(my super crush in AF), Hans Isaac(the extremely handsome actor and ex of former Miss Malaysia) and many more!

I wanted a picture with Adam for sooooo long. Been longing to see him in real life and it's worth it! He's so cute....! Faizal is cute too but maybe a little shy. Hans Isaac was a total bonus. I didn't even expect him to turn up at the after-party, him being super populer and all. Every girl I know had a crush on him at least once. Well, he is gorgeous. I am totally stunned by the beauty of Deanna Yusof. I look like a pig next to her. Sadly there are some I missed. Some didn't show up at the after-party. Still, I don't regret it too much as all that I did not miss are worth it. We still waited till late for the legendary Mawi(remember the name). He won seven awards. Unheard of for a brand new-not even fully started-singer. Surely he'll be in Malaysian Guinness Book of Records. That's the only thing we really missed. Hey, who wouldn't want to have a picture taken with this guy? Yea, most people think he's a bit overrated but in reality, we all have been waiting for an Idol like him. A real hero, someone with a squeaky clean image and good looking as well. Guess that's why he's appearance to public is so celebrated.

The whole night was great. Imagine getting to touch the arms of these celebrities. Really knee-buckling, body-melting, heart-racing, goosebump-raising experience. I was floating on cloud nine the whole night. My day was made when I went out of the party and walked down the stairs. Then I saw Hans Isaac again who actually looked at me twice(you know, when you look at someone and then look away, then look at him/her again). I totally had an out-of-body experience. Okay, maybe he was just thinking I look like someone he knows or just realized I was looking at him. But just let me believe that for that split second he thinks I'm pretty. Pretty enough for a second look. Let me believe that. It would really make my day, for days and days to come.


LoVe~
MzP<3

Holiday Begins

My parents came home today from somewhere(I'm not sure but I can guess) shouting and screaming at my brother. You know, the annoying, self-centered, authority-hating, over-popular brother. Well, he's the brother my mom likes so much. So, yeah, I was pretty surprised my mom shouted at him today, mostly because of his(not good, I might add) studies. I was shouted at too, for not being a 'mentor' and to sit by my brother and 'monitor' his studies every single time. Like I said, he hates authority. He barely listens to his own mother let alone his unpopular, good-for-nothing sister. People like him only belongs at the top, and he needs to get to the top fast. Howerver, I'm not sure someone can do that if he can't tolerate with people at the top ordering him around in the first place. Plus, just because he is so over-popular and liked in his school now doesn't necessarily mean he will be somewhere else. Turst me, he had to start from scratch at another place once and he can't handle it. He can't handle a place where he doesn't hold a post or have some control over the student body. He can't handle being hated by everybody, and he can't survive without his loyal friends around. A good thing is he's always a charmer, charming people wherever he goes. But what happens if ever he's charming ability fails? Then he has to rely on pure ability which he has plenty, but not about intelectual stuff(he's pretty ignorant about those stuff).

Then there I was again, having to help him through this big life-changing exam called SPM. Trust me, I know it's life-changing because I've been there, done that. A lot of people say SPM is not exactly the perfect way to measure a student, but the same people will still judge you according to your result just on the grounds that there's nothing else to judge you with. The point is, no matter how popuplar you are with the teachers, how high the post you hold, and how active you are in co-curricular activities, you wouldn't be better than the guys who're all that and still manage to get straight As.

No idea why my mom blames me for my brother's lack of awareness of the importance of SPM. After all, I tried asking him to drop Biology and take up Accounts instead. He's even complaining to my mom that I don't know the answers to all of his questions. Duh. I don't take Physics or History anymore so how could I possibly remember all that I don't have to remember anymore? Seriously, I have to know how to calculate gravitational forces and wavelengths just because he's taking the exam? I don't think so. Worse, all of it is in another language altogether and since I had converted all my studies to english, I wouldn't exactly remember what some terms mean. Be reasonable, I would try my best to help but really, the rest is my brother's job.

Actually, my holidays have just started(today's the first day) and I deserve a little break. Last night, I slept at 4a.m. which was nice because I don't remember the last time I slept after 12 midnight. Actually, I wanted to catch Deperate Housewives since I missed yesterday's episode but it turns out, it's one of the really ancient episodes(where Susan just discovered Zach is Mike's son). Woke up at 11 something this morning. I should do it more often but this time I better have a good movie to watch.

My AS finals is in 4 weeks. I'm scared s***less. Guess that explains why I lost all sense of humour in my writings. You guys reading this must be bored stiff. Well, my life's not really that bad, just that when I have a good time, I'll usually be caught up in it that I woudn't want to be confined to the computer to write about it. But I promise that if I have time this holiday, I would definitely wqrite more often. So often that you won't be able to catch up with all of it. Till then...


LoVe~
MzP<3

The Bridge

It's a title of this book I'm reading, maybe a bit draggy, but still interesting. It' about a man talking about his life on a bridge which is the life he remembers(he has amnesia) and he never got off that bridge(hospital regulations and stuff). This bridge has everything on it, hospitals, bars, trains and all those things. Claimed to be connecting the City and the Kingdom. Don't ask me, I don't know what it is either because it's hard to understand. I suppose he's been on an accident and now he's on a coma and he's living in another world where everything is weird (Like about a dozen different languages are spoken on the bridgeand there are no cars, only bicycles and they are taxed by the number of wheels so most travel with unicycles). Can't wait to finish it. So people, if you're looking for a book to read,I would say it's a good one(so far) but the english is abit advanced.

Today was my last paper, Thinking Skills. I decided that I like Thinking Skill paper 1 because it's really IQ testing. I love to do all these IQ questions. So from now on I'll be looking forward to Thinking skills paper 1 (more than other papers, at least).

Went to One Utama today... with The Chlorophyll (Fei), V and Peter. It was nice.. and the only exercise I had all week. Pathetic, I know. Well, we watched Click(again). It's not like I don't like click, I just don't like it enaough to watch it in the movies twice. I just hate the part that he skipped his whole life just like that. Seriously, it's the little things in life that's special, not those big things. Fast-forwarding my life is something I would seriously not do. Time moves too fast already as it is. Still, I do think Adam Sandler was great in the movie. I mean, he never really did any sentimental stuff before and it's nice to see him at it.

By the way, on the way back from One Utama, I got lst with V. Getting myself lost on the roads is really normal tyo me but today I think I set the record for being lost the farthest. I went all the way to Bukit Jalil sports school. That is pretty far, really. Thank God for U-turns. Wish they'd make more of it though, then I wouldn't have to go that far. All in all, I spent more today than I really should have. For petrol and toll. If I hadn't got lost, I wouldn't have had to spend that unnecessary eextra money. Such a waste.


Love~
MzP<3

Tears

Like so many of my normal days, I just had a fight with my boyfriend/ex-boyfriend. Sometimes I wonder why I go through all this, it's just too energy sapping. And so incredibly time-wasting, not to mention stupid. You know that song by Stevie Wonders "I Just Called to say I Love You"? Well, try the opposite. He just called to say I'm selfish. Which, naturally, made me slam down the phone. That's just him telling me he's still angry and he won't be coming to apologize tonight but he misses me and all the times we spent together... and all that bulls***.

The phone rings again. I really wish he'd stop because it's getting really annoying. I can't recall a night we didn't fight during my exam. Maybe it's my fault too as the stress really gets to my head, but what was he doing snooping around my phone for? Well, actually we were fighting because of a lot of reasons. Started off small and innocent enough when it gets bigger and bigger. Then all of a sudden he starts shouting at me because of his 'discovery' that I was smsing my other ex last Sunday. So happens that that Sunday we had a huge fight and he was home sick(read: he was sleeping the whole day until 9p.m. not bothering to call). Well, coincidentally, my other ex (the younger immature one) decided to sms because he was 'wondering what I was doing'. I suspect my BF/xBF found out a few days ago and he thinks I was going behind his back. Like, hellooooooo? Why would I hide something like this? And as it turns out, I thought so little of the sms incident that I totally forgot about it. Which is also why I didn't tell him. I simply forgot. And if you want to know, to make it all fair, I ended up having a 'disagreement' with this immature guy. Why? because he wasn't so happy that I had 3 boyfriends since him and he had none. Guys' ego, you know.

Well, ego and jealousy just can't seem to escape guys. Ego I can stand. Jealousy? Aren't you happy enough that I'm yours in the first place? God, MEN! It all ended up with me forcing him out of my house and him calling me selfish and say all of the terrible things he can say about me. That is him people. He is not trying to make me angry so much as trying to make himself angry. Make himself angry enough to walk out of my house because if not he'll remember the times (7 months) he spent without me and he'll turn back. This time he got to make himself angry enough to get in the car and drive away. He might reach his house, and if he did I won't be seeing him until tomorrow, at least. Good. Finally I have some time alone.

Today is unofficially the last day of my trials. Overall, I did averagely bad. And failing Chemistry is definitely not impossible. If my results are as bad as my last exam, I'll probably end up 6-feet under. Actually I still have my Thinking Skills paper tomorrow but I have no idea what to study for Paper 1. It's like doing SPM all over again and doing the accounts MCQ paper last. It's just frustrating. But also good to know the worst's over.

So today I have a hope that my life will end up like last time(the 7 months) when my BF/xBF is nonexistant in my life. I remember being happy then. Boyfriendless, but happy nevertheless. Oh yea, did I mention? Me and my BF/xBF were not on good terms(the 7 months) because of this immature guy from my old school. So if we go through a long period not talking to each other again, it'll funnily still be because of this guy, indirectly. I just thought of that.

Well, look at the bright side, I can now go get that guy driving a Mini Cooper!


Love~
Me<3

Guilt and Bad Days

I'm not in college today because I woke up this morning with a terrible chest pain. It was quite bad, I couldn't straighten myself up. I didn't feel like going to the college anyway today. Just had a lab exam yesterday and it was a complete disaster. I have no idea what the question wants me to do. My experiments just doesn't work, and gave me no results at all. It was just terrible. Well, let's not talk about it.

Monday was my friends birthday, and I totally forgot about it!!! Until Tuesday. I feel extremely guilty because we were quite close during boarding school days. She was part of the 'Makan(Eat) Group'. We were the group who'll get together because of food. Whenever we get food, we'll get for the four of us, and eat and talk together. It was fun. I still feel guilty now, because it's been two days since her birthday and I couldn't get myself to pick up the phone to call her. I can't bring myself to admit to her that I forgot her birthday after being pretty sure she remembered my birthday in January. What am I supposed to do?! Help!

My exams are just next week. I'm scared to death as I'm not prepared! Guess I've been a little too caught up in Harry Potter(which I'm almost done reading, btw) and my terrible phlegm condition. I'm just dead scared. The exam timetable is not exactly favourable to me, anyway. I've got Economics and Chemistry paper on the same day. It couldn't get worse than that, but I'm not supposed to say that just in case they do make it worse for my next exam(which is AS-6 weeks!!!!!!!). I'm perspiring just thinking about it.

My life is just so not interesting right now. Sorry guys. I'm bound to get writer's block anytime now and at that time, don't think I'll be writing anything for this blog right here. I just thank god I don't have to take English paper. Can't afford to get writer's block if I have a whole paper where I'm supposed to write and depend only on my own head. After all these medication, I don't think my head will ever be the same again...


LoVe~
MzP<3

Double~Twice the Agony

I was just reading my best friend, Iman's blog. She was talking about us missing the Paris Hilton album launch the other day. Well, truthfully, I don't really feel like I missed a lot. I mean, I like her and all but it's just an album launch. It's not like she was there. She probably would go, "Huh? Malaysia? What's that?" Oh well, I don't really blame her, Malaysia's not really on the map. And seeing as how things are these days, I don't think it'll ever be.

Well, my excessive phlegm condition is still here. It is so very irritating having my nose clogged up. And very not attractive. Seriously, would you consider going out with a girl blowing into her tissue every minute? I don't think so. Oh well, it's not like I'll get a shot for a boyfriend these days. I'm getting to close with my ex and everytime that happens guys'll be all terrified to come close to me. Malay guys are already too cowardly. Wish a chinese guy would ask me out this time.

Went to the doctor this morning, our family doctor. Guess what? He doesn't recognise me. He said I grew too much already(I really hope he doesn't mean sideways). I got on the weighing machine and found out I gained 1kg since I last weighed myself. Not good news at all. I was hoping to loose weight. My BMI says I'm healthy but I want to be underweight! Ca'nt I just donate my fat in the fat cells to people who really need them?

I think my mother and her twin(surprise suprise, my mom has a twin-identical) is so similar to one another, and I don't mean just the looks. They're just the same. With minor differences here and there. They constantly get into fights one day and are suddenly so buddy-buddy the next day. And they never say sorry to each other. Goes to show just how stubborn they are. One thing they have in common. Second thing they have in common is what my mom don't like about her twin is exactly what her twin don't like about her. They have both been know to come to me and complain about the exact same thing. Example, they both talk alot and they'll both come to me and complain about how the other twin talks too much. But when they are on good terms, well, there's nothing they don't say to each other. They'll be on the phone 24/7. They're also masters of talking about other people. I always wonder if they both got a university degree in 'Lives of Others' because they are really good at it. I think sometimes they get into fights so that they won't run out of things to talk to each other, or maybe just sick of the other's voice at the other end of the phone line.


LoVe~
MzP<3

An Excess of Phlegm

As u die hard fans of Harry Potter know, 'An Excess of Phlegm' is a chapter in the 6th book. Funnily, it's also my condition right now. Quite sick with flu and a sore throat (the recent haze and all). Well I'm not exactly a die hard fan of Harry Potter, just rereading the books before the 7th book comes out. I'm more of a fan of (whisper) Voldemort (gasp)... He is so hot! I really hope J.K. Rowling doesn't suddenly change the ending of the last book, I kind of like the idea of Harry Potter dying. A few reasons :
1. My friend(who's a real die hard fan) says if 7 is the last book then she'd rather Harry die. At least after she finishes the book she won't start wondering what Harry does for the rest of his life. I totally agree.
2. Aren't we already showered with books and movies with happy endings(especially from Steven Spielberg)? I'm sick of all these 'tears of joy' stories. Don't get me wrong, I'm not a sadist, but depict something related to real life for once(although Harry Potter is not exactly real life).
3. Last but not least, my most important opinion and reason Harry Potter should die is... because I want to be united with my dear Dark Lord Voldemort after he kills Harry and rule the world together!!!! MwahahahahahahaHAHA

Back to my life. Just went through the Biology lab test today. My AS trial exam. It was totally hard. Terribly hard. Well, I don't really want to talk about it.

I suspect there's a virus on my computer right now. I have no idea what's wrong with it. It became painfully slow, laggy, and I can't open some files. All these virus talk makes me wish I was using Mac instead of Windows. Why? Because there isn't any official virus written for Mac. Makes sense because if I want to write a computer virus and become really well known and popular because of it, I'd probably write it for Windows as more people uses Windows and it will spread around faster than Mac. Unfortunately, I, being the receiving end of the viruses, am using Windows. One day I'll get a MacBook, you'll see.

I'm terribly hungry now, waiting for my food which currently is being cooked. It'll be done anytime now... Cya!


LoVe~
MzP<3

Mina

Met Julie in MidValley... Seriously glad to see her after so long, and it wasn't even planned! I stumbled across her with my other senior. So, we went shopping together and I brought her home. First time she's ever been to my house. As usual, we talked and talked and talked and talked until... well, until she had to go home(we never ran out of topic to talk about. Introducing my best pal in my boarding school last year. Wanna know how close we are? Really, terribly close. I actually followed her wherever she went. Literally. Except during class. We ate, study, talked, and everything else together. It sounds stupid, yes, but I was sort of attached to her. Those were my boarding school days. Now, she lost A LOT of weight, and she looks prettier than ever. Said she had been on a diet, and to the gym a lot. I really got to get some tips about slimming down from her. My mom still thinks I'm fat.

Last night I went to see the Pussycat Dolls concert. They actually came to Malaysia! It was really a surprise as I thought they wouldn't even be allowed in Malaysia's airport. It was much more a surprise when they came out wearing thir usual sexy ensemble. Seriously. Malaysia, being a Muslim country and all, never allowed this. Ever. When Mariah Carey came to perform, she wasn't even allowed a costume change. I have no idea why that rule was formed. It is stupid, to say the least. Costume changes make a concert interesting. But the Pussycat Dolls were actually allowed costume changes. Once again, I have no idea why that rule is put aside this time. I'm confused. I remember the Spice Girls weren't even allowed entry in Malaysia. I wonder why Pussycat Dolls are any different. Their dressing is almost the same with the Spice Girls, if not worse. Not that I'm complaining. I'm really happy they came. I'm just thinking of all the times in the past famous singers can't perform here because of their dressing, and wish they could. Just felt it wasn't fair, because PCD could perform easily here. Funny, right?

You know, I'm actually getting good in the abascus. Haha. The ancient Chinese counting machine(Not machine exactly, maybe an instrument). Learnt it in the internet. Useful, really. I can do Addition and Substraction only though, but I think I'm getting good. You know they said if you're good, you could be faster than a calculator. I don't think I am, but I would like to think I am. Hehe. When my father knew, he said, "Amazing, right, the internet? You could probably learn to make nuclear bombs with them."

Right now I'm having celebrity crushes on Johnny Depp, Josh Hartnett and Brandon Routh. My celebrity crushes change every few weeks or days. So far, I had crushes on(not in any particular order):

1. Johnny Depp
2. Travis Fimmel
3. Josh Hartnett
4. Brandon Routh
5. Ethan Hawke
6. Jude Law
7. Brad Pitt
8. Matthew McConaughney
9. Chad Micheal Murray
10. Kaka
11. Ioan Grufford
12. Collin Farrell
13. Chris Evans
14. Kevin Peake
15. Aaron Carter
16. Vin Diesel
17. Orlando Bloom
18. Channing Tatum
19. Jesse McCartney
20. Adam Garcia
21. Ben Affleck
22. Hayden Christensen
23. Devon Sawa

Guess what? That's not all... Hey, I have an idea! I'll make a post about these celebrities I like... Just out of boredom and fun... Later!

LoVe~

MzP<3

La Chica Rosa...@->~

La Chica Rosa. I like it. Well, originally, I meant The Pink Girl, but I checked and found out that 'Chica' and 'Rosa' has another meaning. Chica could also mean 'little'. Rosa, naturally means 'rose'. So when I write La Chica Rosa, you could read it as 'The Pink Girl' or 'The Little Rose'. Isn't that sweet?

Life to day is a bit boring, even to me. So I wouldn't bore you with the details of it. The most interesting thing I did today was pick up my ID. Which sucked by the way because my picture looks like a still life of me crying(or something to that effect).

Burnt my toungue 2 days ago. I was eating something sizzling and underestimated the heat. Burnt my whole tongue plus part of my throat. Still feeling the pain now. To make things worse, I ate another sizzling dish the next day. I was careful with the heat this time, but not something else. At this place I went to eat, there's a free glass of lemonade for every sizzling meal we ordered. Guess what heppened to my ultra-sensitive tongue? Acid burn. Two different kinds of burn in two days. How 'lucky' of me.

Excuse me for a bit but my mood in writing doesn't seem to exist today, so to say it sucks is probably an understatement. Believe it or not, I am actually thinking about entering an essay writing contest. Well, don't laugh. FIne, I do seem to realize my english is not extremely good, but I do have ideas for this essay. I'll tell you how it goes.

My cat, Clara is here. Seeking attention from me as always. When I don't give her attention, she starts climbing everywhere. I guess she's bored. I totally understand. Taking care of 2 little kittens who do nothing except for sleep and suck on milk can get pretty old.

Clearly, I have absolutely nothing to say. So I'll stop boring you with my blabbers. Except, did I tell you I seriously don't have anything with my boyfriend anymore? Well, yea, except he doesn't know it yet. My relationships never really lasted for more than two weeks. I lost interest in him two weeks in the relationship. It's two months now, and he's so far from me, and he still doesn't know it yet. One more reason, I don't do well in long distance stuff. Told you I'm only looking for fun. If he's not here, where's the fun in that? I'm done now. Later.

LoVe<3
MzP

El Dia

Today, to me, is a bad day. Another bad day in history of bad days.

As usual, my bad days are caused my non other than my mother. Yup. She seems to always find something I did wrong. This time, it's coming back home 15 minutes after the time she wants me home. Her rage would be completely understandable if the 'curfew' she set was 1 a.m. but instead, it was actually(if you dare to believe it) at very early 7.30 p.m.. I reached home at 7.45p.m.. She called me at 7.15p.m. to yell at me because I was still at the mall. By the time I reached home, she wasn't on talking terms with me. If you still don't know she is never on talking terms with me. Unless she thinks she needs me for something. And we fight (basically, not firght. Just me listening to her babbling, telling me what's wrong with me) for the stupidest things ever to fight about. Like how I'm gaining weight, not controlling my foof consumption, wearing wrong clothes, looking older than I really am, not at the table studying, not wearing the endless facial products she bought me, not getting a scholarship, etcetera, etcetera. Well there's also fights about how my brother is not doing well in school, doesn't understand additional math, came back home late and not studying at the current moment(she seems to think I'm responsibble for my brother's every step).

So the start of my bad day is on the car to school. Did I fail to mention that she seems to think the best time to babble and point out everything wrong about me is in the car? Yup. She does. This morning I was driving to college. She sat next to me, telling me of how I deliberately disobeyed her and took advantage of the fact she let me out all(can you believe her?). Hello? I was driving for goodness sake. I got furious with her and actually pressed the accelerator a lot more then I would've actually dared to go with her. Got satisfied with every shriek of "You're too fast!!" and"You're too close to that car!!!!!" of hers. Well, high on adrenaline, I really didn't know what I was thinking(Guess that's why the movie is named Fast and Furious). As a result, I reached the college in the record time of 5 minutes(usual time, 15 minutes). Well, it doesn't really matter what she thinks. She already titled me 'Dangerous Driver' and preferred my brother's driving eventhough he still doesn't have a license. Which reminds me, I reminded her about the countless times my useless brother comes home hours late. Unbelievably, and to my utmost horror, she said, "You can't compare. He's a boy, you're a girl." Always thought my mother was a little bit of a sexist, but never realised it was this bad.

So, like all bad days, the college is my refuge. Pathetically, I like to spend my time in the college rather than at home. Suddenly I remembered why I never felt any type of homesickness 4 years in boarding school, only the 5th. This is because she decided to be a little bit nice to me on my exam year. A home should be a place we can escape to in times of anything bad, but clearly my home is not. Not for me at least. I actually dread going home from school. How very pathetic is that? Welcome to my life.

I'm just sick sometimes being the good child. The one who actually puts an effort to bring good grades home. The one who never shouts at her parents. The one who obeys the rules too much. Don't get me wrong, I'm an expert in bending rules. The only one who actually read the whole school's Manual of Conduct to spot any flaws in the printings of the rules. It's just that I'm different with house rules. I almost always obey them. You know, when they all blame teenagers for being rebelious and disrespectful and taking advantage of parents? Well, has the media ever highlited the situation of what happens the other way around? Of parents who bullies their children who are a bit nicer than the others? Well, I have yet to come across any coverage on that area. I just wish my parents would open their eyes and see clearly what they are doing to their one and only daughter. My mother, especially. She doesn't realise I'm so different from what she was at my age. There are some things alike, but we're both very different. She really thinks I'll make the same mistakes she did. I'm not like her. I really am not.

LoVe~
MzP<3

Felis

I just read my blog entries in MSN. Yup, I have one in MSN. Before I started this blog, when I started to blog seriously. I always wonder how could I write really nice stuff sometimes? I mean, when I read it back, my english is good, and I can manage to make an entry really interesting. Weird, because whenever I am writing a blog entry(or anything, for that matter), I never feel like my english is good. I never felt the blog is interesting enough. Well, as long as other people like it, I won't mind. By the way, the title for this particular piece of entry, is the same with another entry of mine in MSN.

So, today, I would want to make the title real. So I'll write something 'Happy!'. Well, if you don't already know, 'Felis' means 'Happy'. In Spanish.

What makes me happy is thinking about nice things. Well, now I want to make a wishlist. That makes me happy. What I learn in Economics class is that economics is trying to "satisfy unlimited wants with limited resources." So these are my unlimited wants....

Wishlist 2006

1. Chris Evans!!

Okay! I know, I know. Haha start a wishlist with wishful thinking huh? But then what else is a wishlist for?! I'm serious though, can I have him?.....

2. A Beverly Hills Crib!

You must be thinking, When the hell is she going to learn? Well, never! I mean, who wouldn't want a crib in Beverly Hills? Beats me.

3. BMW Z4 (2006)Imagine this in light baby pink. That's a real dream come true.... Someday....

4. Miss Protocole watch by Piaget

This is pretty amazing, huh? The whole thing attractive about this is that a million straps are available for this piece of art. At a terribly, terribly, terrible price, of course. The price of style.

5. Manolo Blahnik shoes...

Beautiful babies. I'm sure you and everyone in the world know the big cost of owning even a pair of these babies. What I would do to actually get my hands on one, I have no idea.

6. A Valentino/Oscar de la Renta/Alexander Mcqueen Dress

The dress in the picture is a Valentino, but I'd do with whichever one dress from the three above.

7. Endless supply of chocolates!!!

Which girl can't resist chocolate?? Can you imagine a lifetime of chocs? I sure can!

Actually now I'm out of ideas... Obviously not out of wishes, I have too much! If I put it all, it'll be endless... Guess I'm just keeping the rest to myself... Or maybe I'll make another one... It's definitely fun!

LoVe~

MzP<3