Hey guys !
Created this space years and years ago thus do forgive
me if it comes off as extremely cheesy. And the incredibly
tacky name. Haha, I get chills everytime I lay eyes on it.
Too lazy to change things though !
I love to write, so have kept myself updating over the years.
I hope you guys enjoy reading me ! ♥
6:39 PM
Aloha !
Sometimes I pick up the phone in this manner and please don't be mistaken that I'm trying to act cutesy.
That word just rolls of the tongue.
Try it !
Haha !
Anyways.
I finally got my cameraaaaah !
As many of you may know, I have been camped at home for very long like a cavegirl, putting off going out- just for the sake of saving more to be able to get a better camera. Or. Maybe it's because I've no friends.
Whichever.
(nooooooooooo ! i have frieeeeeeeenddddddsssss !) ):
Ah. Me and my spending habits. It seems that no month of mine is safe from my splurging.
Just theother day I was supposed to go out with the two and Siying told me they were going to buy bubble tea (Gongcha or something) and I was so tempted.
But no. I declined and chose to roll around the bed, groan and scream woe is me all day long.
Hahaha.
But my efforts have paid off !
Somewhat. I was indignant to buy my own camera (ever since mine died in phuket, it's screen forever black never to reveal light again), and everytime Ruizhang asked "how much more you need... how much more you need...", I'd say NO NEED !
But alas. He sponsored me most of it anyways.
Hahaha ! I know. I am a money spending machine.
Blame the pretty things out there !
Anyways.
I picked the camera, without really considering much (no wonder people used to buy things from me when I did sales. nowadays salespeople the product knowledge huh ! tsktsktsk.)
It's not much, I chose a Canon sx30is but, I know nuts about it actually.
Abit regretful right after I bought it cause Kailing was right. );;;;
She said I should stick to digicams cause I'm just sooooo lazy !
Okay. Maybe she didn't really tell me I'm lazy but that's pretty obvious to the both of us (and oh yes Miss, do meet soon (: ).
Ruizhang agreed too, and asked me if I wanted to get another smaller digital camera before me shooting him a dirty look.
I WILL BE HAPPY WITH MY BUY. I REFUSE TO THINK I'VE BOUGHT SOMETHING UNSUITABLE.
Hahahahaha.
This new one is kindof heavy, and somehow, I dunno, I feel that my old trusty digital camera has better picture quality. ));;;
Shoot me right now please, I'm so fickle.
Plus, I'm very stubborn, always refusing to use the Auto mode and choose instead to twiddle around with the functions (when I really know nothing), trying to find the best setting to take the picture with.
Hmp.
On a side note, we went to have Marutama after the purchase.
It is my favourite favourite ramen eveeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeerrrr.
I absolutely have to have it every week. Just theother day, I went to eat it alone during my break when I was working at United Square.
Sat at their counter alone chewing on my noodles alone.
Felt like a true-blue Japanese person. (:
:D
Okay. I know I'm Singaporean. Not Japanese. I'm just saying I felt like it.
:D
I think they put some sort of drug in the broth, I'm always craving for it. It's comforrrtttinnng ! Plus. I always feel super super super sleepy when I'm finished. ALWAYS. Like, drowsy.
Hmm... I wonder why.
And they have the best egg ! And three layered porkk !!
Slurrrp.
On another sidenote, I don't like Santouka or Tampopo OR Ippudo. BLEH. And yes. I'm overtly opinionated.
La la la la la.
Marutama, anyone?
Oh yes. Back to the photo. Above.
I don't know why that irritating shadow keeps appearing when I do close-ups and use flash. Am I doing something amateurishly wrong? Please don't laugh at me. Haha.
I just can't seem to get the shadow cast by the lens out of the way.
It drives me crazy.
And here's a bowl of my hot, salty, thick, rich ramen.
It may not look like much but so goes to Ryan Reynolds (imhumbleo). Yet, he's the sexiest man alive this year.
Slurrrrp.
And I'm closing with a photo of Mr Lee's packed army bag.
I told him he's gonna have a very hard time living with me cause he's so neat ! All the items are folded nicely and in separate ziplock bags can?
Abit aghast when he said he did it and not his mother.
In case any of you don't know (which really means you guys know NOTHING about me), I am a slob. A complete and utter slob. The worst of the kind.
I'm super particular about personal hygiene, I scrub my lips after every meal, often brush my teeth after every meal at home, comb my hair all the time (perhaps that's really because i'm too vaaaaiin~ tralalalala~), and what not.
But my room. Hm. You don't even want to look at my study table. I don't even dare finish reading Dan Brown's Lost Symbol cause too afraid that the dust on it might give me something.
Or. Maybe because that book's just bad (kukuuuu, come to think about it. what a waste of my $50). Tacky and gimmicky. A complete washout as compared to Angels and Demons. In my humble opinion again. (:
Hehe !
Okay !
End of this post !
Will be off to Korea in the next few days before returning to Malaysia for cousin's wedding. Should be back abit before Christmas.
Will take an insane amount of photos I hope ! Without the nasty shadow.
Tralalalala.
Take care little ones !
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12:46 PM
So, I've been following a few series for awhile now, and something kindof caught my attention theother day when I was watching Nip/Tuck.
In case you guys have never heard of the show, well. It's really pretty good. Aside from the often sick sick storylines and all the M18 (or 21) going on, it's got alot of heart.
And, since I'm feeling pretty bored right now, think I'll list some of the shows I've been sucked into.
Hmmmm. Dexter. Is insaaaaaanely awesome in every single aspect. I've not gotten bored throughout the five seasons for one minute. But I guess it's not for everybody.
Nip/Tuck, has the most absurd and idiotic characters you'll ever find in the history of television, but I love them anyway.
The Vampire Diaries... feels alot like Supernatural (thought i've never watched it) and Charmed. I finished the first season in barely two days.
Spartacus, is so for the boys. I shut off a little at the sword wielding scenes but then again, I've only watched two episodes. The CGI's not the best, but it's still really graphic. And all the guys inside seems to be clad in nothing but a small cloth and... why their abs so oily and hard one. So distracting.
The Walking Dead... is an interesting idea... and really weird.
And maybe Desperate Housewives. And Gossip Girl... but, that's gotten pretty painful to watch so. It's still entertaining though.
Lost will always be my favourite hands-down.
I think I'm a little crazy when it comes to TV shows. Loopholes in characters, inconsistencies and bad storytelling frustrates me to no end.
Anyhow.
What prompted me to post this... besides having the time, is that while watching Nip/Tuck awhile ago, a new character came out (i won't go into that, or else God knows when I'll stop), and I thought, "hey ! it's that girl from Desperate Housewives."
It's always delightful to watch familiar faces on different shows if the actor/actresses are good.
And then.
I realized that... they're different people.
Don't they look identical???
How curious.
Hmmmm.
I wonder if it makes it more convenient two have two great identical looking actresses.
Not that I'm complaining though. They're both extremely sexy on screen.
Oh. And you might recognize one of them as Ellen DeGeneres' wife, Portia. Eminem brought her up in We Made You too. ((: Just an afterthought.
And there I was ! Flabbergasted at their resemblance, before I started on The Vampire Diaries.
On a sidenote, I stopped taking the CW seriously awhile ago after Gossip Girl, but this Vampire show actually gives me nightmares. They take human life so lightly in the show, it's scary.
Two nights consecutive already !
Surprisingly though... I'm not hypnotized by the show like I thought I would. I find most of the characters inside unpleasantly selfish ! ):
But I know I know. I should just shhhh cause I'm still watching anyways.
Oh oh oh oh, anyways. My point.
Granted, Ian looks abit like Zac Efron on the left... but so does Chace Crawford really.
Hehe.
And that's about it for my rant today.
America makes the most awesome awesome shows seriously !
Compared to I dunno, Chinese... Korean... Cantonese...?
I don't mean to sound rude but if you think otherwise, it's really because you haven't paid attention to a good one.
(:
Wish someone would tell me what exactly is How I met your mother about so I could get started on it.
Hmmmmm.
Well then ! Until the next time ! (:
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8:06 PM
It's been a long week.
The time in the day, though light, crawls.
I go by it, and then, evening approaches and I smile a small smile of triumph.
Hours tick by, and night rushes in. You call and I am overjoyed. I speak in a rush, in a hurry to get every important detail and question in.
Something hangs at my heart, not weighing a ton, but still heavy.
Like clockwork, almost fifteen minutes later, you tell me you have to go.
The weight sinks, and I know it's not your fault.
I'd been expecting it, but still it sinks.
Darned rules.
Some days, we end the conversation as best as we can, some days, simply hurriedly.
Everyday.
I'm heading out, it's a holiday, and for the first time in years, I'm paying attention.
The world seems lighter, I skip in my steps, and I'm patient- for minutes do not matter when I'm waiting.
You're here, and like on the phone, I yearn to fit as much into the conversation as possible.
I am sincerely curious about what happens everyday, and you answer dutifully. I may be wrong but there's a hint of excitement in your voice and of resentment.
I suppose not everything's merry inside and I mentally reproach the tough government.
You're still talking, but my mind has drifted away and it now floats off with whatever has just distracted me. It follows a passing stranger and after is pulled further by a random thought.
The expression I wear is still interested and in an instant, I snap out of it and tug myself back into the moment.
I decide to ask you to repeat what you've just said because though I may not concentrate very well, I do not want to miss a thing.
But again, it takes alot to focus what with the BMTs, and platoons and companies and IPPTs... what?
I remind myself that this is but a brief meeting and your presence is fleeting.
I want to slap myself for all the times I pulled a long face for hours in a day for whatever petty reasons.
Soon enough, it's time for you to leave.
We eat, I am sullen and I see so are you.
Still, we smile not wanting things to feel more difficult than it already is.
I dread the time for you to get into a cab, but time isn't slowing down.
We leave, we walk. Your haversack's so big ! My throat thickens, darn the government again.
I'm sleepwalking, reluctant, but the hour has passed and you wave behind the glass.
I trudge off slowly, light with the heavy dose of you and heavy at the same time with your departure.
Departure sounds so macabre.
But you know what I mean.
Once again, my mind is in my mind, I'm not watching from somewhere else, desperately hoping for time to slow.
Once again, the weight tugs relentless and the thickness in my throat is dangerously approaching my nose.
Something in my hand vibrates, it's my phone- or your phone better put.
The illuminated text wipes away my sour demeanor, you with your words, always so good with them. And I know, I've been a very big baby.
It's a far far cry from the end of the world, and I know, this week I'll do better.
The weight lifts, for how long, I'm not sure, but I know, we'll come out of this alright.
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1:16 AM
Boo.
It's a bad month.
I never knew having a certain someone leave for the army could be so difficult.
Blah.
I feel so whiny. Whining and moping around all the time.
Other girls seem to get by this just fine. Or maybe they don't say anything about it. Or maybe it's because I don't have any close friends who's experiencing the same thing.
Lol. Being a bum doesn't help at all. I can't even muster up the drive to comb my hair, put on a decent t-shirt to head out get lunch for myself. Most days, I'd rather go hungry.
Going out feels like a chore, work- is just- work.
Bah, humbug.
I suppose I only have myself to blame- dating someone my own age.
I used to think a year older would be almost too young.
Ah, but fate is a funny thing isn't it.
It may sound like I'm complaining, which I really probably am. But.
I don't think I'd have it any other way.
Of course if the government suddenly, miraculously, impossibly, comes around and decides to give these poor boys a break from their almost two years sentencing, chooses to make it non compulsory, I wouldn't complain either.
Listening to other people talk about it, reading NS related statuses on facebook never really got a second glance from me. I just- didn't think it would affect me so directly.
Hm.
I really should stop whining. It doesn't get anything better.
I guess the silver lining is in that I've seen the errors of my ways.
Well, some of it anyway.
Always letting the precious time go buy with my nose in the air, thinking that we had all the time in the world.
Hai. 20 year old, or no 20 year old, I guess I'm stuck. With this boy who's more often than not well beyond his years, and sometimes so excruciatingly childish I just wanna punch him in the face. But. Very probably also the most wonderful person I'll ever meet.
(:
Anyhoooo.
It's a pretty nice kind of stuck.
Ahem. I AM NOT BEING MUSHY OKAY ! Please. I plagiarized all these sappysappy lines from somewhere else. Hmp.
I am just... feeling a little. Beside myself.
Hm.
Hm.
Ah well.
Until the next post then !
Still sitting on my 20th birthday's photos, and Phuket.
Phuket was... lol.
I think it's safe to say it was a holiday like no other.
We just, did almost nothing. I'd write more on it in the next post but. I really kind of liked that holiday.
(:
Enjoy your November, and look forward to the holidays !
Don't know how many's gonna come by anyways what with all the disasters (natural or not) taking place almost EVERY SINGLE DAY. Have you been reading the papers??
Okay. Sorry. I'm a tad pessimistic, paranoid and grouchy these days.
Have a goodnight world.
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