Entering Reveries

Alaaaaa

2010-02-20T00:00:00.000+08:00

Aku malas lah....

Sunway!!!

2010-01-21T17:20:00.001+08:00

College.... so many beautiful people. Hahaha....

Gosh....I still wake up at 6am to go for classes! I thought the 6am phase would be over once I'm out of school.

FACT: College toilets are much better than school's.

FICTION: College life is easy. (I'm not finding it easy!)

FACT: It's freer here in college.

FACT: Loads of cute guys and girls here.

FICTION: Easy to hook up!! (I'm only limited to the ones in my class since class schedule is so packed)

Ahem... hehehehe

Postcard Frenzy Pt 2

2010-01-04T00:36:00.002+08:00

Look some more...

Postcard Frenzy

2009-12-28T10:50:00.005+08:00

It's been some time since I last posted THE namecards... but really, I haven't been collecting any nice cards these days...

I love postcards though! Here are some cute white postcards I have in my collection. I guess it's the contrast between the white space and the subject that makes the postcard stand out more than the usual full-colour ones.

Neway, cut the yapping, on to the looking!!

Sorry for the bad photography!!!

Lollipop Style

2009-12-26T00:31:00.004+08:00

I am very proud to introduce you to

LOLLIPOP STYLE

A trendy, stylish, modern fashion shopping blog created by my friend, Lynn!!!

(Atta girl!!! You rock!)

Go check it out, people. Great stuff there at even greater prices.
http://www.lollipopstyles.blogspot.com/

You won't even need to hit the stores anymore after you've visited Lollipop Style!

Bad Romance vs Poker Face

2009-12-23T23:38:00.004+08:00

Maybe not everyone would agree with me, but I have an opinion.

Bad Romance sounds abit like Poker Face.

Okay, not exactly a ground-breaking or Nobel prize-winning revelation, but just thought I would like to share. I'll back up my statement with a juxtaposition of the lyrics.

Rah-rah-ah-ah-ah-ah!
Roma-roma-mamaa!
Ga-ga-ooh-la-la!
Want your bad romance

P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face
(Mum mum mum mah)
P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face
(Mum mum mum mah)

I want your ugly
I want your disease
I want your everything
As long as it's free
I want your love
(Love-love-love I want your love)

I wanna hold em' like they do in Texas Plays
Fold em' let em' hit me raise it baby stay with me (I love it)
Luck and intuition play the cards with Spades to start
And after he's been hooked I'll play the one that's on his heart

You know that I want you
And you know that I need you
I want it bad, your bad romance

Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh, ohh-oh-e-ohh-oh-oh
I'll get him hot, show him what I've got
Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh, ohh-oh-e-ohh-oh-oh,
I'll get him hot, show him what I've got

I want your love and
I want your revenge
You and me could write a bad romance
(Oh-oh-oh--oh-oooh! )
I want your love and
All your lovers' revenge
You and me could write a bad romance

Can't read my,
Can't read my
No he can't read my poker face
(She's got to love nobody)
Can't read my
Can't read my
No he can't read my poker face
(She's got to love nobody)

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh-oh!
Caught in a bad romance
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh-oh!
Caught in a bad romance

Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh, ohh-oh-e-ohh-oh-oh
I'll get him hot, show him what I've got
Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh, ohh-oh-e-ohh-oh-oh,
I'll get him hot, show him what I've got

Try sing it and hear it for yourself :D

Holiday To-Do

2009-12-09T19:37:00.004+08:00

Since I've got a preeeety short break.

1. Learn to drive
2. Get a bigger, badder internet connection
3. Fix broken computer
4. Recompile CDs
5. Cut hair (done)
6. Register for college (done)
7. Get laptop
8. REALLY quit biting nails (susahlah)
9. New shoes, clothes, stuff (burst my budget for December)
10. Finish unfinished business
11. Complete abandoned jigsaw puzzle (50%)
12. Sort through books (done)
13. Sleep (doing it everyday)
14. Eat, sleep, dream, fart (see above bracket)
15. Prom dress (done)
16. Grow INWARDS! Not sideways or forward. Boobs excluded though.
17. Brush up Chinese
18. Do insurance blabla
19. Play, play, play PSP
20. Have sex?

I'll save the last for later larrrr okay?

Chemi Chem Chem

2009-12-09T19:29:00.002+08:00

Chemistry Paper 3 experiment was a bit tricky. Too easy that it felt tricky. Is it thaaaaat easy? Is it a trick question?

Oh, I messed up the colour for the universal indicator. As it gets more acidic, the colour becomes redder.

Mine was the other way round. Whoops.

4 marks gone gua...

I'm gonna go to college! Whooopee!! I'm a freshman on 6th Jan!!!

Aaadum.

2009-12-07T11:28:00.004+08:00

I'm addicted to Adam Lambert's If I Had You.

Yeah babe! You know that it's time for miracles!

OMG!!!

2009-12-01T13:40:00.003+08:00

My Kunci Kira-Kira not balanced!!!

I can still remember saying to Wye Hong, "Hwaa...shit man, this paper damn hard. Thank God I'm not from Taman Sea."

(The paper mentioned was Taman Sea's accounts trial papers)

CRAP!!! SPM was as hard as that paper!!!

Some more I left out my Pemiutang... of all things to leave out! They're one the most friggin important people in the world of Form 5 Accounts and I left them out in the cold!!!

Fafafafafafafa....ck.

Oreo guilt

2009-11-30T16:02:00.003+08:00

Oreo count since last post: 5
Twiggies count: 2

My mum bought 2 more packets of Oreo today, as a present for getting over Biology. She was from Arts stream back in the 1970s, so perhaps she didn't learn that:

When blood glucose level is high, insulin secreted by islet cells in the pancreas stimulates liver cells and muscle cells to break down glucose during respiration and convert glucose to glycogen to be stored in the liver, and ADIPOSE TISSUE TO CONVERT EXCESS GLUCOSE TO FAT!!!!

So now I know where the Oreos went.

Bio was okay. Didn't do my best, some crap flew out of my brain last minute, but overall okay. Hope the experiment hits the spot!!!!

Hah tembak, tembak!!!

Adam and Kris

2009-11-27T19:29:00.007+08:00

I'm proud to announce that I haven't had an Oreo since the last post!

By the way, Kris Allen and Adam Lambert have released their albums one week from each other, so there's bound to be loads of comparison, right?

I've given each album a first listen, and shit, I really can't decide which stands out better. If it's edgy that you want, go for Glambert, who no offense, looks really blerrhh on the cover. Dude, are you a long-lost relative of Cher here?

Edgy yes, with thumping dance beats and electro synths zipping zapping about and his trademark guttural squeal-yell-shout-scream-bellow-WAAAAA.... , it's really hard to NOT tell that it's Adam Lambert turning it up for our ears. But I can't stop myself from having images of La Roux popping up in my head with every song? There's a notable similarity, because their stuff generally comprises dance pop numbers with retro influences.

Then there's the Ryan Tedder-penned song, which had me going "HAH!!" at the first listen without even referring to writing credits on Wikipedia.

Tedder has REALLY got to diversify his writing chops. I've been keeping a log of sound-alike Ryan tunes in my head since Halo... and it's relentlessly growing, I tell you.

Back to Lamby...

What we have here is a very sexed-up, pulsing, dance record. Sort of like a male Lady Gaga playing along to Maroon 5 lyrics. It's undeniably catchy, light-hearted at some point, sexually-charged ALL THE WAY but after song 6, I found it a tad too overbearing. One thing for sure, Adam doesn't hold back. Good or not, I'll tell you after Listen #7 (average number of spins for me to get acclimated to a whole album).

Kris, on the other hand, had chosen an overenthusiastically optimistic Live Like You're Dying as his first single (oh wait, second...No Boundaries, remember?). It is the first single anyway, since he unceremoniously dumped No Boundaries from the tracklist (No Hardfeelings DioGuardi!).

The first time I heard Live Like You're Dying, I swore I thought it was The Script. Like, crap The Script is tryna be Ryan Tedder, recycling the same songs again and again. Kris' delivery was so spot-on The Script. The voice, the intonation, the rambling, the soulful squeal-ish style of reaching the high notes. It was not until I Googled 'Kris Allen' to find out that oh, it was The Script who wrote the song.

So, if you're looking to start your music career on a solid ground, pick songwriters who don't sing, or don't write the same tune over and over again.

Kris Allen's album is easier to digest, thankfully. Very boppy, earthy, laidback - that's the first impression. I'll tell you more about it when I've reached Listen #5, cuz this one's baby food, easy to swallow (easy to puke? Hopefully not). It's more relatable to me, since I'm into singer-songwriter type of music (yeahhh boriiiiiing) and I know that I'll be recommending some of the songs to my sister. In terms of first impression, Kris' definitely bags it. For Your Entertainment sends a tiny jolt to your system, which is good for being memorable, but Kris' Kris Allen scores for likability.

This is written based on my FIRST spin of the albums. So basically I'm writing based on the very sparse snippets of melodies and lyrics I can recollect. Unfair, but in a world of MP3 gadgets and MTV, songs are devoured separately, singled out if catchy, trashed if otherwise.

So really, it's not that unfair. Back to Bio reference book now!

Ermm

2009-11-24T22:23:00.002+08:00

I uhh... think SPM is making me fat?

I mean, all those hours studying and dreaming... boring kan? So I'd be popping in an Oreo or two, or three... and downing Nescafe or Milo...

Oh gosh...I refuse to get fat over SPM!!!

I know I'm already on the heavy side. So no more Oreos for me. Sobs...

Yay!! BM Over!!

2009-11-18T17:27:00.002+08:00

Trivia:
1. 5 out of 6 people I asked woke up waaaaay before they were supposed to.
2. Having only 20 people sitting evenly apart in a classroom feels odd.
3. SPM question paper is really nice and smooth. The paper. Not the questions.
4. Everything is printed so very nicely, unlike the trials where I had to squint my eyes off.

Okay I know, brainless trivia.

BM BM... bee amm... bahasa melayu... bahasa malaysia...

It was really fun. Karangan was fun. KOMSAS was fun. Rumusan was fun. Novel was fun.

Tatabahasa no fun. I think I'm gonna do badly in this whole section. Great. There goes A+. Get A also damn happy di.

Sob sob sob...so hard!!!

Sejarah was okay. Could have done better, but kalau sudah ditakdirkan, biarlah...
Very important nugget to anyone reading (if...there's anyone)

DON'T FECKING CHANGE THE ANSWER YOU TEMBAK!!!

98% the first answer you tembak is correct. Seriously. After 5 years of tembaking correctly but itchy fingers go change to wrong answer, you guess I should have learnt from my mistakes and DON'T TOUCH THE TEMBAKED QUESTION but hey... it happened again.

3 FECKING TIMES. Very painful, very painful indeed.

Takpelah. My mom asks me to stop thinking about it. What to do, I kiasu... now I'm blogging about it some more.

Waiting...

2009-11-09T00:32:00.002+08:00

I'll be really frank.

I can't wait to get out of school and go to college.

I can't frickin wait to get a car, even if it's an old Wira with a cranky clutch.

I can't wait to get P1 wimax and download all the shows I'm dying to watch.

I can't wait for SPM to be over.

I can't wait to be EIGHTEEN.

I can't wait to see how the SCOUT PAGE will turn out in this year's school mag.

I can't wait for sooooooo many things.

Gee..but really, WHY am I WAITING? Why am I NOT DOING?

Gotta trust my absorbent brain not to leak out any facts that I've so painfully stored. 2 years worth of shit, 2 weeks worth of hand ache and butt pain, then 1 whole month of FREEDOM then it's BACK TO THE SADDLE AGAIN!!! Get your sweet ass to college, Yen Peng. Intake's 4th January (FUCK!!!).

Randomness

2009-11-01T13:58:00.002+08:00

Did you know?

There are a number of Macs in our Sejarah syllabus, namely Sir Harold MacMichael, Gerald MacBryan, Sir Malcolm MacDonald.

Malcolm MacDonald is also the name of a famous English footballer. (Yes, I googled it to check the spelling and whoa...footballer?)

Malcolm MacDonald was the son of British Prime Minister, Ramsay MacDonald.

Malcolm MacDonald is also a music critic, writing books about music.

Cool huh?

And don't you find it odd that tragic deaths of 12-year olds have been dominating the Star headlines for a few days now?

And why does Beyonce prefer going to Abu Dhabi than to come to Malaysia? What does this imply on Malaysia's policy towards foreign artists?

Is it possible that we all might have to go to Singapore just to watch foreign acts perform in the future?

Coming nearer and nearer...

2009-10-27T11:06:00.002+08:00

Eeks long time no online...shall not remind myself how soon SPM is.

I'm having a lot of fun with Sejarah.

Eargh. 9 December.... 9 December... 9 December...Someone should invent a time machine that allows us to "skip" time. Just zoom through SPM and yeah, it's the 9th of December now. Fuss-free, no drama, just the perfect way to get away.

Too bad that's not the way things should go.

Reminiscing

2009-10-15T20:23:00.003+08:00

Doesn't it feel so good to come to school just to laugh your ass off? Even in the thick of exams?

Thanks guys, for making me laugh everyday. And I hope I make you laugh too. Though for the wrong reasons.

Will miss those raucous guffaws when I leave school.

Oh gosh, all throughout my secondary school years I have been waiting to leave school and go to college, and now that I'm almost out of the school's gates, I don't want to leave.

And as much as I dreaded coming to Samad five years ago, I actually grew to love the school. Though it meant giving up certain opportunities (eg public speaking/debate clubs, the wah-you-from-Assunta respect, continuing the rich Assuntarian legacy of my family's female members, GOOD canteen FOOD, etc), I really love the chillax atmosphere of Samad, the tidak-apa attitude, the lax discipline, the very little homework, the spoon-feeding, the fact that Samadians are more serious with their koko instead of academics.

It's a lovely Samadian world of our own, protected by the ugliness of the real world.

Trials are over, means there's only one more boundary to cross before crossing the gates to pre-U. And damn, don't it look scary.

SPM - spam, SPERM?!

I Killed Twin Chickens

2009-10-12T15:40:00.004+08:00

Siamese twins.

I bet you think that it's generally for humans, eh? Well, I do (cuz I'm so ignorant most of the time)

Till I came home and saw what my mum had to show me.

Aah!!! Twin chicks!! So cute!!!!!

It was my first time seeing twin yolks in a single egg. And they were unseparated!!

Btw *ahem* I keep using "was" and "were" cuz you know, the dearies are either in my stomach or my mum's now.

Hey, I was hungry, okay!

Trying Times, Trying Trials

2009-10-07T16:59:00.003+08:00

Life can be funny at times.

Mod Maths turned out to be one of the hardest Maths paper I've sat for.

Pn Tai always says, "Mod Math is for DUMMIES!!!" Kononlah.

Lord knows how I'll be slaughtered during Add Maths.

Biology, one of my most loved-hated subjects, out of the 15 chapters altogether, 8 I already studied, they have to ask the other 7.

Chemistry. I hope it saves me. It was not as nasty as the others.

Sejarah. Bani... Bani... Bani... Bunny?

Maaa.... I'm not enjoying my trials.

Esok physics. Be prepared to die.

Yeah, that's what I've been doing on my table quite often nowadays. It's... luxurious.

Byebye

2009-10-04T11:29:00.002+08:00

Okay sekarang trials kan?

So I pun akan busy sikit lah. In between studying (very little) and trying desperately to hack my stupid PSP (which crashes every week, stupid dipshit making me go through the whole rigmarole of hacking) and watching stuff on iPod, I hereby announce that I'm taking a break from the blogosphere for awhile.

I wish you luck. You wish me luck. Thank you and welcome!!!

Happy Belated Mooncake Festival!! Happy Be-earlied Deepavali!! Happy Trials!!!

MISSING

2009-09-24T11:23:00.003+08:00

National Level Chemistry Quiz 2009 certificate

Blue, crappy-looking but nonetheless valuable.

Anyone who has seen it or stolen it,

GIVE IT BACK!!!!!

PS: I hereby announce that I am no longer playing God of War. God Mode is over. I have unlocked every single shit there is to unlock.

Disappointing costume. Slogged through the whole game in God mode where FOUR hits are all it takes to get you killed and I get this LAME costume?!!!! I've been let down....

2009-09-18T17:49:00.003+08:00

So I was burning up precious study hours playing the darn PSP again. Tip-pi-ty-tapping the buttons like nobody's business while my parents were sitting in the hall watching TV thinking their good daughter is hammering facts into her head.

And now I'm onlining.

TAKLEH!! TAKLEH!! I HAVE TO STUDY!!!!!!!

But I so malas. Kratos waits for me in my PSP, but my books are shouting out for me to caress their untouched crispy sheets.

2009-09-16T23:21:00.006+08:00

Mark my words.

CHAIRLIFT will be BIG.

Big, I tell you. BIIIIIIGG....

The awesome Chairlift

The man with the looooooow voice

The versatile lead singer

Weehahaha....

2009-09-14T16:07:00.002+08:00

Today's add math paper almost killed me. It was harder than using chopsticks with my left hand!!! Harder than trying to kiss a frog. Harder than waking up at 6 AM!!! Very hard!!!!!

My brain froze in the middle of the paper. After all the dy/dx, integration, function, progression.... i just stopped thinking on a circular measure question. S = rΘ, half r sq Θ, half r sq sin Θ.... that's all I could think. My brain just napped for like, 2 minutes.

Blrrr....

On a lighter note... I've died like 20-something times trying to kill a bunch of fire satyrs and sword satyrs. I have to say God mode is as hard as today's add math paper. That means both are VERY HARD!!!

And as much as I find Taylor Swift annoying, my heart goes out to her after Kanye West had to steal her thunder by grabbing the mic off her while she was receiving her award at the MTV VMAs. He had to insult her by voicing his love for Beyonce's video. WTF?!!! Get off the stage golliwog!!!! Taylor deserves the award. 'You Belong with Me' is such a sweet video. Kanye on the other hand, should get lost and check into etiquette classes. Or bring him to my mom.

Just ranting...

2009-09-03T20:07:00.002+08:00

The AH1N1 scare has begun.

A friend is down with it. My dad was suspected having it. My whole class is quarantined.

The school gave all of us a free mask each. And we were told to stay in the Physics lab. With poor Pn Rema.

I wore a mask to tuition. I could smell my breath when I exhaled forcefully. It strangely smelled like Double Decker's prawn chips, even though what I had was KFC three hours before that.

Can't drink water with the mask on. Can't whistle. Can't bite my nails. Can't smile at anyone. Or kiss anyone. Not that I want to.

Hot stale air. Prawn breath. Thirst. Annoying lenses.

How come it's taking me forever to get used to them?

Of apples and songs

2009-08-30T12:26:00.005+08:00

I'm amazed at how certain ads can catapult an artiste to fame. You don't need to slog it out in the music scene, counting pennies and the days to your next bar gig. You just need to get your music picked for an advert.

And then you're more famous than the bar you last gigged at, the one where the waitress was hitting on your drummer.

I'll focus on Apple ads, given the company's knack for effective advertising and their ads' widespread reach.

Caesar was a Swedish band that was relatively unknown outside their homeland. When their song, Jerk It Out was chosen to go with Apple Shuffle's ad in 2005, the band finally got the worldwide exposure they were looking for. Until now, the band's most famous track is still the song made famous by Apple's iconic dancing silhouette ad.

Australian band, Jet was introduced to the US through an Apple iPod ad which featured their hit single, Are You Gonna be My Girl (Vodafone also used the same song in their ad). Thanks to Apple, Are You Gonna Be My Girl was nominated for Best Rock Video, Best New Artist and Best Editing in a Video for 2004 MTV Video Music Awards.

Even when the company changed the concept for their iPod ads, the powerful influence of the ads never stopped.

Canadian singer-songwriter Feist was just another obscure name in the industry, playing from band to band, and then releasing LPs that only received attention from the genre's audience. When her 1234 (not to be confused with Plain White T's 1234) got selected for Apple's 3rd generation iPod Nano ad, 1234 instantly became a surprise hit, reaching No. 8 in the US on download sales alone - a remarkable but rare achievement for an indie musician.

Then last year, Apple's 4th gen iPod Nano advert did the same thing for a Brooklyn band, Chairlift. The band was initially a project between two of its original members to create background music for haunted houses (?!!!). Now, on their Myspace page, Bruises, the song used in the Apple advert, has logged 7.7 million plays. What's more, they are also nominated for MTV VMA 2009 Breakthrough Video Award.

So go get your song on an ad!!!

Steve Jobs!!! Here's my demo!!!!

Ops Tersalah Dengar

2009-08-28T16:40:00.002+08:00

I'm bad at picking out lyrics. Either I swallow the words or replace them with stupider ones. And sometimes the lyrics come across as outrageous or outright confusing, cuz I get it all wrong.

Why you so obsessed with me
Boy, I wanna know
Lying havin' sex with me
-Mariah Carey, Obsessed-

Why you so obsessed with me
Boy I wanna know
Lyin' that you're sexin me

Okaylah...quite close jugak.

I sold 3008, you sold 2000 and late
-Black Eyed Peas, Boom Boom Pow-

Poor Yen Peng was really really confused about all that selling going on.

I'm so 3008, you so 2008

They paid paradise,
Put up a f**king lot
-Counting Crows, Big Yellow Taxi-

Why didn't they censor that?!!

They paved paradise,
And put up a parking lot

Young girls, who ain't got no panties
Sniffing for tidbits like you on the ground
-Elton John, Goodbye Yellow Brick Road-

I was like, dude I thought Elton John was gay?

Mongrels who ain't got a penny
Sniffing for tidbits like you

Ohh...

It's like I checked into rehab,
Cuz baby you're magazine
-Rihanna, Rehab-

I'm a blank page whenever it comes to deciphering that line.

It's like I checked into rehab,
Cuz baby you're my disease

Wait, there's some more in the song.

I don't want else to walk on cigarettes no more

I don't wanna smoke all these cigarettes no more

Our legs are seal

There's a happen, that we misuse
In multiplex, sire knit
-The Gogos, Our Lips are Sealed-

Aku tak paham langsung.

Our lips are sealed

There's a weapon, that we must use
In our defense, silence

Since you've been gone, I can breathe for the first time
I'm so damn alone...yeah yeah
-Kelly Clarkson, Since You've Been Gone-

What contradiction.

Since you've been gone, I can breathe for the first time
I'm so moving on... yeah yeah

Hey how long till the music drowns you out
Don't put words up in my mouth
And dance to your boyfriend
-Ashlee Simpson, Boyfriend-

Hey how long till the music drowns you out
Don't put words up in my mouth
I didn't steal your boyfriend

So now you know it's not too wise to ask me about lyrics...

Random

2009-08-25T12:33:00.005+08:00

Aboard the Superman ESCAPE.

Me: So are you local?
Australian Man: Yeah, this is my first time on this.
Me: (Pfft?)

Both: WAAAAA!!!!

And the next 7 seconds were just sky, ground, sky, ground, sky, ground....

My Ultimate Desire Right Now

2009-08-13T16:15:00.003+08:00

...is an 8GB MEMORY STICK PRO DUO...

...for my PSP dearest....

...for up to 7 GAMES....

...and I finally beat all FIVE CHALLENGES OF HADES!!!...

...and I get a mean looking Kratos in red hair and red beard and a GREEN SKIRT!!... (it's a kilt)

He looks 30 years older in that awful get up. Don't mean to insult the Scots, but McKratos? Wha?!!

From zero...

to Hero... (or is it the other way round?)

Give me back the original, sexier Kratos.

All the shit you have to remember for SPM.

2009-08-11T17:50:00.005+08:00

This is how I do it.

F**king Chris Brown in apartment
Fluorine Chlorine Bromine Iodine Astatine (Group 7)

Lazy Sarah Palin regrets canceling her facial
Lithium Sodium Potassium Rubidium Cesium Francium (Group 1)

Stupid mother always scares poor starving children away
Sodium Magnesium Aluminium Silicon Phosphorus Sulphur Chlorine Argon (Period 3)

His nanny always keeps x-ray
Helium Neon Argon Krypton Xenon Radon (Noble Gases)

Corrected:
KeNa cuba makan ayam chicken zoo, freakin snake probably hates consuming hideous assholes
K, Na, Ca, Mg, Al, C, Zn, Fe, Sn, Pb, H, Cu, Hg, Ag (reactivity series)

There's a lil something inconsistent with the electrochemical series. Our syllabus states that Calcium is AFTER Sodium, whereas various images yielded by Google search show that Calcium is BEFORE Sodium. So which to believe huh?

PVB - Perverted Bastard
Pressure indirectly proportional to Volume - Boyles' Law

TVC - TV Channel
Volume directly proportional to Temperature - Charles' Law

PPT - Powerpoint
Pressure directly proportional to Temperature - Pressure Law

King Philip Couldn't Order Five Good Sandwiches
Kingdom, Phylum, Class, Order, Family, Genus, Species

IS - is - Iodine for Starch
GB - gigabyte - Glucose + Benedict's Test
PM - prime minister - Protein, Millon's reagent

Errr... I'll think of more?

ICSAS Installation 2009

2009-08-08T16:27:00.002+08:00

Stepped down today! Didn't cry!!!! Yay!!!!

The installation was a bomb. Out of the 3 installs I attended this year, this is the best. Proof that the upcoming BOD, no, the current BOD is a bunch of energetic, talented and capable people. I'm proud of the great work they've done for the install.

Some aspects of the event were imperfect, and there were insults directed at certain parties, but all in all it was really good.

So paiseh of me to continue standing on the stage after giving the medal off to Joshua! I honestly did not know! Wye Hong said I just couldn't let go of my post. Pffft.

Like Vishal said, "Hey my medal is GONE!" Yes, our medals are gone, and are in younger hands right now. Better hands, I'm sure.

And I already miss my IU Bible, the precious blue KDU book with all the important details of IU Day. It's with Joshua now. Hope he does not throw away all the IU junk that Priya, Brandon and I have passed down to him. It's like a special IU legacy thing going on.

And I finally can send my well-worn blazer off for dry-cleaning. I have never washed it since the tailors delivered it to my school.

And I can call myself EX IU Director. Oooh....

And I shan't take it so hard.

And I shall treat myself tonight for all that one year's worth of hard work. And start studying (Oh my God!!!!!).

No more Interact for me. And don't you even dare congratulate me on my stepping down unless you want to be cursed at in German.

Pre-Install Blues

2009-08-05T17:54:00.005+08:00

I'm banned. From the computer. For five days a week.

I. Can only use. The computer. For 2 days a week.

And in case you're thinking, hey that ain't so bad. That's 24 hours there. All I can say is, I wish.

I'm actually starting to write to-do lists before I come online, to maximise the very little quality time I have with pc dearest. I sound so desperate.

Installation's this Saturday, and I'm feeling a little blue. As much as I want to let the new BOD take over, I feel sad that my time is up. I can't let go. I really loved being the IU Director. It gave me a sense of purpose, to organise the IU Day, to try to exceed previous IU Days, to fill me up. When IU Day was over, I felt empty. Relaxed, but empty. And now that it's time to step down, I feel even emptier.

During the interview with Carol's BOD when I was running for the posts of IU Director and Community Service Director, they asked me a lot of difficult questions.

Which post would you prefer?
I was full of doubts on whether I could really handle the job of an IU Director. I'm okay with both. If I don't get IU, then I'm happy with Comm. And vice versa.

Which would you put first: Scouts or Interact?
Scouts. I was really convinced that Scouts was first, since it was the first thing I joined in Form One.

How wrong was I. When I got the IU Dir post, priorities changed. IU was FIRST. IU was second to NONE, not even studies, sleep, homework, scouts, English Language Society, etc. So began my slipping away from scouts, and I confess, my half-heartedness in running the ELS. And I was seriously very irritated with Quek's persistence in the same shit question Carol asked me: Scouts or Interact first?

I really wanted to just slap him and say, None. IU first.

And now with this upcoming Installation, the thing that I've been breathing will be taken from me. My heart is heavy, but I know it is the way to do things.

When Hon Zhen asked me, "Are you ready for install?" I couldn't say anything. I know I'm not ready. I still can't let go yet. I'm not thrilled of being relieved of another burden. I feel like Ahmadinejad and Mugabe (or Samy Vellu), I just can't seem to let go.

I just hope Joshua will enjoy himself as much as I did, and wish him all the best. When I hand over the blue IU book that has been my companion in organising the IU Day, I know it's really over. The end. Game over. Go and study.

Yours sincerely,
Soon-to-be Ex-IU Director

Just to clear things up

2009-07-30T22:47:00.002+08:00

It's childish how people can simply accuse others without any proof. I'm so disappointed.

Honestly, I don't give a shit if you scored that A on your own or by copying. Your grades won't kill me. And I know it's natural for you all to suspect me since I'm the only Wednesday idiot there among you bunch of Friday peeps, but seriously you guys can't be THAT perasan to think that I'd bust your ass for copying.

We're 17 years old, okay. All this petty shit I have left it behind in primary school.

And c'mon, she's been teaching for 3/4 of her life. That's SOMETHING. So why can't you all just accept the fact that the woman is smarter than you?

If you are smart, people are not stupid.

So stop the accusing, cuz it's so no-life to do so.

Just blabbing

2009-07-27T22:28:00.003+08:00

Yay! No need to do feature!! One less thing to do.

Albums hot on rotation:

The Kills Midnight Boom
La Roux La Roux
Ladyhawke Ladyhawke
Lady Gaga The Fame

Still haven't warmed up to Little Boots. I must be so outdated, I didn't know her face was plastered all over Channel V Featured Artist. I still thought she was obscure here in Malaysia. Her New in Town makes superb clothes boutique music. I was bopping along to the shamelessly poppy tune while observing a young, frighteningly obese Middle Eastern girl dancing to the song while trying on what must have been her 37th piece of clothing that night.

If you're 5 days away from your Aunt Flo (The Big Great Red Bath) and you're feeling a little tight on those nasty hormonal changes, then it's worth checking out Jackson Waters' Center of Attention. It's such a perfect song for indulging in melancholy. They're not available on Youtube, but they can be found at Myspace.

I have a Double

2009-07-25T16:35:00.003+08:00

Hi, my name is Lee Yen Peng. If you didn't know that, well now you do.

And I just want you to know that I'm not the only Lee Yen Peng in this world. When I was 11 or 12, I received emails from panicking strangers asking me where I was. It seems another Lee Yen Peng in Malaysia had run away from home. She was 16 or 17. It was an MCA case, and it was supposedly a huge issue in that girl's community.

I don't know who she is, but the thought that there is another person with EXACTLY THE SAME NAME as mine is quite scary, especially when she is deemed to be some sort of troublemaker.

Out of curiosity (or vanity), I ran my name under google for the umpteenth time recently, and I stumbled upon this. Rudy's Pages.

In one of Rudy' posts, he openly condemned a wanton Lee Yen Peng, reducing her to a philandering nymphomaniac changing boyfriends like changing gears in a manual car. She has run away from home countless times, can't give a shit about her family and is a big obese liar.

I don't know who Rudy is, but I can certainly deduce that he's irrepressibly frustrated with Lee Yen Peng. The other Lee Yen Peng, that is.

Read the post for yourself.

(taken from Rudy's Pages)

Saturday, April 11, 2009

A Letter for LEE YEN PENG

I really cant imagine how's your life now. Izzit same as few yrs ago, remain no $$ for meal, no $$ to topup hp, no place to live & only hav a cup of milo for whole day?

Y u wana 2 choosed tis kind of poor & stupid life? Izzit too bored wif comfortable life so now seek for the adventures? I really felt dissapointed wif u !! I told myself not 2 greet u if we meet 1day coz... i felt shame on u !!

Aren't u cant survive without a man for one day? U need it everyday?

Everytime when u found a new target, u moved away silently, leaving no news to parents. When u being dumped or no place 2 live, u came bac. I really cant count the exactly figure of luggage bag u owned now. How much is our value in your heart? Are u bormed 2 leave family? Plz count the sadness & troubleness u had brought 2 us... and the tear u gift to mum.

I had totally fed-up wif u... no more putting hope on u to take care of parents or helping them in shop. Still fresh in my memory... I asked u 2 stay more @ home coz parents will felt lonely after i married, u replied "ok.. ok..". But seem like u ran away more than b4. I really dunno wat r u thinking.

Everytime when u moved-in a new nest, his parents ask u the reason. I really cant believed the reason u gave them. U told them tat parents sweapt u away, papa was 'Ah Long', mum passed away, sister was a pub girl & cant felt the happiness at home. DAMM YOU !!! Dare u said tis kind of cold-blooded words! Dun u scare the God will punish u? Their parents sure felt surprised when dad & mum appreared at their house gate.

The onli word can be use 2 describe u r 'You r not a human'. U left ur parents juz for fun. Ppl who choose 2 leave their parents will not success in everything they do, juz like u.. untill now, u still cant get a gud person as ur bf. Gud guy will onli seek a gud gal as gf.. coz tis is whole life decision. Not like u.. changed twice a mth. Nobody willing take u as wife coz u'll run away anytime. Even u had committed wif children but tis cant stop u 2 seek for another man, I think tis was the man fear wif.

Now mum & dad r preparing 2 move 2 a new house nearby me, i'll take bac the responsibility to take care of them, will not give u any trouble in the future. U dun need them, they also dun need u anymore... bcoz all of us had used to it... the days without u.

In tis 6yrs, all chance had given 2 u but u dun appreciate... so we'll take bac all the priority.
U better care urself nicely & not to happen anything. I'll not put the mercy onto u. Parents always forgive u.. even they felt sad & fed-up but will become ntg juz bcoz of one of ur voice call. But not on me, dun try 2 use tis on me. Im so cleared wif all of ur trick & bullshit. Dun forget, i used 2 behave like tis b4. I had enough xperience wif tis. Every words came out from ur mouth, i'll not believe even is juz a word... coz i knew all of tis was a lies... u said all of tis is juz 2 reach ur wish, ur plan or 2 get benefit from us.

When the time for me 2 made decision hav arrive, i'll not let u 2 step into my house coz... is u who choose 2 left us 1st. Everyone should responsible for wat they had done. I wan u 2 feel the pain we had xperienced b4... tis is wat u should deserve.

(Yen Peng says "That's not me!!!!")

Yikes

2009-07-24T00:04:00.003+08:00

Rushing to complete feature for school mag. I don't know if it will figure out well. It'll be a music feature on four different artists who make similar music, namely Lady Gaga, Ladyhawke, Little Boots and La Roux. Basically it'll be damn syok sendiri cuz nobody really knows who the other three are (all we know is LADY GAGA!!!), so it's just me raving about these four ladies and indirectly telling the whole school how uncommon my music taste is.

Probably not the whole school lahhh... who the hell is gonna read it.

Call alternative music weird, psycho, stupid, poor quality, horrendous, whatever. It's my kind of music. And if it's indie, even better.

Ladyhawke

Lady Gaga

Little Boots

La Roux

Sorry, stupid post.

2009-07-18T12:37:00.004+08:00

Mighty Minds tomorrow. I don't know what to do.

PSP mania dying down. Pheww. It's not such a good time to have this sort of frenzy going on.

I Had a Dream

2009-07-14T19:58:00.003+08:00

...and it was the MOST FREAKISH dream ever in my 17 years of existence.

So goddamn weird I actually had DIRTY thoughts running through my mind DURING the DREAM.

I dreamt I had a CUNT. And a DICK. At the SAME TIME.

I dreamt I was a HERMAPHRODITE. An INTERSEX HUMAN.

Scary. WAY TOO SCARY.

I say...

2009-07-13T16:56:00.001+08:00

So I finally got through God of War: Chains of Olympus Challenge of Hades 3.

And now I'm stuck at Challenge 4.

Break 40 objects (some small, some big) under 60 seconds. Sounds mighty easy, but how come I keep dying at just 6 objects left?

It's annoying.I just want to finish the damn challenges and unlock some Scottish kilt for my Kratos.

YES ahh...

2009-07-12T23:17:00.000+08:00

And it's done!

My PSP can finally play more games!!!

PSP Mania

2009-07-11T14:40:00.002+08:00

Great news.

PSP 2000 2nd Batch is now officially hackable.

$#$%&^(&(*)*_^&$$@%!!!!! Finally!!!! I'm so sick of the four games that I've been stuck with for the past 7 months.

I'm so desperate, I'm actually watching Youtube videos on how to beat God of War's Challenge of Hades 3. It's a real bugger. Your life is decreasing rapidly, and you have to kill a minotaur, countless carnivorous birds and three shielded monsters within that limited span of life. And I keep dying and dying killing those damn birds.

Oh yeah, Kratos is sexy alright.

And it may seem like I bought the PSP at the wrong time (PSP 2 is coming out), but truth is, it's my first ever gaming console I have and will probably be the last. I love it so much, that today I accidentally dropped it on the floor and part of the body snapped off. And the part where you insert the UMD also went bengkok sikit.

I wanted to kill myself. thought of skipping Catholic's Install to fix it, but thank God I didn't, if not it would have been painfully embarassing. Hey, at least someONE stood up during roll call!!! Yes, you read it right. ONE. ME. AGAIN.

But the PSP is fine now. YAY!!! So I'm watching Youtube again to learn how to kill monsters. Wish me luck.

Artsier Fartsier Cards

2009-07-07T21:18:00.001+08:00

Oh don't you even dare think that I ran out of cards after running the previous three series of cards on my blog. I've still got some left, and anyone who cares to contribute, feel free to do so, thank you!

So we've taken a look at minimalist cards where the aesthetics are kept relatively clean. They might be your thing, but it might not be.

This time, we move on to flashier, artier cards. They are quite hard to find actually, given that most corporate companies are always sticking to the drab white verbose style to maintain a dry, professional image.

Hands down the hottest name card I have in my collection. It's a graphic designer's card.

This card's got a very earthy, unpolished feel to it, like natural grunge. The coarse texture reminds me of hemp.

Employing photography is a good idea. This is actually a ticket card for the London Eye, but heck it's still a card.

Glossy, polished, youthful and disco pop-crazed. Can you feel the energy?

The 'Taste' stamp never fails to trick my mind into thinking that it's like some sort of a stamp of approval. Really effective.

Think Transformers. Think impressive.

Super kawaii!

Bright, fun, sprightly, exuberant, 100% NATURAL! Remember, an apple a day keeps the doctor away.

Gritty and severe without losing its appeal, this card reflects well the urgency to combat global warming.

PS: Sorry for crappy photographing.

Hhhh....

2009-07-06T22:43:00.002+08:00

I'm so disappointed with someone right now. I think about it all the time, the way she's changed, how she's become so self-centred. I'm trying to understand her problem, but I don't see why she has to blow it out of proportions.

And she says I'm self-centred. Yeah, who isn't? But hers is really making me choke.

When can she start seeing past her problems and come back down to earth and stop distancing herself from me? It's hurting me.

Or maybe we've both changed.

The Kills

2009-07-05T13:42:00.004+08:00

Phewww... yesterday wuz fun.

Assunta Install, then Karnival Samad, then Mid Valley, then the Curve, then Tesco. Macam tak nak balik rumah je....

(Yeah I know, the Tesco sounds a bit out of place)

Half dead when I got home...

So I'm taking a Slow Sunday today.

The Kills' Midnight Boom has been on excruciatingly heavy rotation. They make such addictive music. A London-based garage, lofi band, their sound is very stripped down and sparse, fused with jangly riffs, repetitive choruses and uncommon lyrics. Great stuff.

Yayyy!!!

2009-07-03T23:38:00.002+08:00

Turns out that I WON'T be going to Assunta Install alone. Yahoo...

Checked out Tropicana City Mall's GSC today. Watched Transformers (again, but I don't mind). The quality of the cinema was not good, it's something you'll get from One Utama TGV. The picture was slightly blur, the colour was dark, and there's this perpetual fuzzy spot buzzing around in the middle of the screen.

So I'm just gonna go back to ol' Mid Valley and One Utama GSCs. I'll brave through the daunting queue.

Now I'm thinking about the shows that I'll miss in Karnival Samad when I'm at Assunta Install. And I do feel bad abit. But if I don't go for Assunta Install, I'll feel bad too. Cuz truth is, I wanna go for both and stay for both the whole time.

I'm so used to having it all. I'm so spoilt.

So Assunta Install better be kickass good.

PS: My mum prepared me a bloody study timetable. It'd be the first study timetable in my life. Like what the fa...?

Alone...

2009-07-01T23:29:00.009+08:00

I think I will be the only idiot going to Assunta Install this Saturday. Takpe...asalkan ada wakil kan? The souvenir better be good!

Didn't get NS! Woohoo!!! Sorry, I don't look forward to leaving civilisation behind for THREE MONTHS. There is nothing like the city. And nothing can beat the sexiness of those blue camo NS suits.

Will be watching Transformers again. Megan Fox is oozing sex out of every pore. Shia is adorable, but he can barely hold a candle to his foxy co-star in terms of on-screen presence. This time I better get a nicer seat. Duwan front seat di. Can see Shia's pimples.

SIMPLE Name Cards pt 2

2009-06-29T17:48:00.003+08:00

A little some more to browse through...

Simplistically cute.

The card is such a delight. Not the same applies to the restaurant though...

A demure, oriental-inspired card . Material: platinum white

Lime green has taken over the 21st century, and here it is so succintly used to convey 'life'.

The calm, serene tone of this card communicates the relaxing atmosphere of the facial spa.

I like black cards. Period.

Minimalistic. Straightforward. Lovely.

When in doubt, just let the logo do the talking.

A nice little present wrapped neatly for your clients.

SIMPLE Name Cards pt 1

2009-06-29T16:20:00.011+08:00

Here's another look at the name cards in my collection. This time, the theme is SIMPLE.

Clean, sleek, uncluttered, direct. Let's see how those words translate into the name cards design.

Cute... the card, I mean. Not the girl.

The white and pink compliment each other so well that it's as if the card is made out of sugar, spice and everything nice...and it mirrors the identity of the company well.

The laminated texture of this card is JUST sleek. The red/orange colour scheme is fiery!

Gotta love the shadow effect.

Professional and suave

Tranquil-looking. So peaceful.

It can't get any simpler than this. Use this only if yours is a brand name, a catchy name or just plain weird.

Floral motives are blooming cute.

To be continued in part 2...

Worried about Nuts

2009-06-28T22:55:00.005+08:00

I'm stuck. I don't know what to do next. And I don't know who to consult. The only person who understands is ... flitting away. My fault, I guess?

I'm just worried about losing it. I'm worried I'm taking it too far and I don't know where and how to stop. And I'm worried it does not work out.

My sis is flying off to somewhere within the next two weeks. There'll be that awkward, dramatic send-off moment again, at the airport, freeflow of tears, unexpected breakdowns, the impatient relatives, and the odd silent one trying to stay strong. That silent one is usually me. The impatient one will be my mum, hurrying to get her onto the plane. The breaking down one will be my dad.

I would have thought the roles would be REALLY different if I hadn't gone through that before. Usually dads are the strong ones, the mums crying and the siblings smirking at their newfound freedom.

It's funny, cuz my sis just came back from London in early April and now she's off to somewhere new. I'm gonna miss those crazy laughs we had. And yes, the shopping. Shopping with sisters is so much more exhilarating than with your conventional, annoyingly frugal, your-budget-is-RM20-tops Asian parents.

I'm not complaining. And I'm not even panicking. SPM is four months away, and I haven't started any shit. I dreamt a few nights ago that I left my Mod Maths paper blank. Eeeks!

My dad hasn't been feeling good. 2009 is not his year at all. It's one sickness after another. Last night's event was atrociously frightening. And both my mum and my sis are going off, leaving me with my dad.

I can't even take care of myself! Looks like there'll be loads of Domino's, Pizza Hut, McD, KFC, Maggi Mee, Gardenia and Chuan Lee for the two of us in the few weeks that they're away. Just the two of us....

Life is fun.

Oh God I'm so whiny.

PS: Why do Assunta events ALWAYS HAVE TO CLASH with Samad events? I so badly want to go for their Installation... then there's the silly Karnival Samad 2009. Oh, and Cheer 2009.

Name cards

2009-06-28T09:06:00.000+08:00

I confess. I am a compulsive brochure/pamphlet/card/postcard/magazine hoarder. I've got boxes dedicated to storing whatever "nice crap" I have accumulated, stashed in my room. Anything that looks nice and is made from paper, I collect. I know I'm not exactly being very eco-friendly here, but that's not the point...

...So let me share with you some of the name cards I've collected. They are the nicer ones in my collection, but not the most outrageous cards you will ever find. It's quite hard to find creative ones here in Malaysia, which is a shame because name cards are a really effective communicative tool between you and the client/public. It serves as your identity, your little advertising gadget that fits neatly in everyone's wallet and are not as pesky as leaflets.

So let us all learn a thing or two from these cards below, and hopefully we'll see wackier cards to come.

...Oh chewah...kad nama aku...

Last but not least, my fabulous library card. The coolest SMKSAS library card you'll ever see.

Actually, these are pretty common once you've looked at the even wackier, offbeat and simply artistic ones in http://creativebits.org/cool_business_card_designs. Here, you'll see cards that can be folded/stretched/torn/shaped/peered into and are made from metal/cardboard/plastic/perspex/cloth/rubber/clay and God knows what else can the human brain do to poor name cards.

Whoops!

2009-06-25T19:53:00.003+08:00

So it has been some time since I last updated my blog. Yeah, it's meant to be semi-dead anyway. The Frankenstein among the ocean of blogs out there. Unique!

I had this sudden inspiration some time ago, a few days before Cultural Night. I want to return to my initial goals of making this blog an art/design blog, where I can display pretty things either made by me or by others.

And yes, the occasional blab session on anything relevant or irrelevant. I already have a few things lined up in my head. This blog will be an extension for my expression of love for design.

This blog started out in that direction initially. Those who followed from the start will notice the change from pretty/interesting/pretty interesting posts to those of the typical spill-it-all-out-to-Dear-Thelma sort. I mean, if anyone follows.

So it's time to head back to the start.

Because design is fun. pretty. innovative. inspiring. exciting.

Post-holiday blues

2009-06-15T21:00:00.002+08:00

Let's see how productive my holidays have been.

Leaver's page
T-shirt
Troop website
Reports
Feature for school mag
Video for Star campaign for rewards
Hang out (very important kay!)
CN booklet
CN souvenirs
Study (very unlikely)
Family outtings
Tuition

The ones in italic are done. WOOT!!! Doing CN booklet now. Aish....

School is cool school is cool school is cool.... okay not working.

2009-06-12T10:59:00.002+08:00

Rules & Regulations:

*The tag questions must be 100% the same

*Tag people after doing tag

*No tagging back

List 5 Things You Like

music

sleep

arts/craft

my iPod

FAST INTERNET CONNECTION

certain movies (that's six)

disco (that's seven)

money (ohh eight)

List 5 Things You Hate-

arrogant people

long queues

bugs

getting sick

being sleepy

List 5 Weird Facts Bout Yourself-

Can be embarasssingly stupid and absent-minded at times

A shameless procrastinator

Prohibits people from looking at the "Video" section of my iPod

Very hangat-hangat tahi ayam

Am worried and anxious about something right now

List 5 People To Tag

Vishal, Melissa, Hui Jan, Fahimah, Aliza

Holidays!!!

2009-06-05T21:15:00.002+08:00

Weeeee!!! Finally don't need to get up at 6AM!!!

But got lots to do...

Leaver's page
T-shirt
Troop website
Reports
Feature for school mag
Video for Star campaign for rewards
Hang out (very important kay!)
CN booklet
CN souvenirs
Study (very unlikely)
Family outtings
Tuition

The ones in bold are sooooooo compulsory.

That basically leaves me with not much time. So what sort of bloody holidays is this?

TROLAK Supercamp 2009

2009-06-04T15:30:00.004+08:00

This should be one of the hottest topics right now, but only because it happens only once a year!!! And it's my last supercamp, so even more importantlah....

Took us a damn long time to reach Trolak...bus problems, sesat jalan... reached there, had lunch, checked in, divided into groups... My group name was WTF... and my initial reaction was WTF also... like what the f***? Seriously?

I was put in the same group as Shivani, Yee Hsiong, Vijay, Raja, Elizabeth, Chen Lynn, Jen Yeen, Geetha, Abi, Aishwarya, Mei Kei, Amsyar, Michael, Yuja and Yen Peng (yup!). 15 of us. I was kinda intimidated at first, cuz there's Raja, Shiv, Vijay and they all... didn't really know them...but Mei Kei was in there, so I was like yeah!!! Can carry out my mission after all...

First up was The Amazing Race. Okaylah. We were running around without any directions like morons, trying to find the stations. I love the part where we had to stuff our face into flour to retrieve a piece of sweet, then run back and swallow a wasabi biscuit without swallowing the sweet. BLUECK. It was the best. Reminded me of those childish sukaneka stuff we had to do back in Std 1. And dipping our hands into oocky liquid? Cool. I liked that one too. Like sticking my hands into semi-congealed slime.

At night pulak, this dude called Brian Wong gave us a talk on "Manifestation Formula", about how to make your dreams come true. We had to find an accountability buddy to share our dreams with. Mine were Melissa, Sheau Woan and Mei Kei.

Went to hot springs the next day. Syiok gilerr... gotta dig the slide. The water was really hot!!! My legs were like steamed turkey after getting out of the water!!!

So lazy after the hot springs. Obstacle course pulak. Best jugak ah. Had loads of scratches from the commando crawl. Did it about 5 times, demo here, repeat there. A lot of balancing act to do, which I seriously did not enjoy because my feet are FLAT. Shivani calls it "The Curse of the Flat Feet". Hah. Thank God didn't fall into the dead fish pond.

Forum and discussion = BORING. Jungle trekking = BORING. Hi-lo rope = OOLALA. Really liked the lo-rope. Hi-rope pernah buat, so dah biasalah. Flying fox = ok ok. INTERACTORS' NIGHT = FUNNY. DISCO TIME = BEST.

Sri Amanians are the best to dance with!!! Praveen had to record us some more. Heeeshhh.

Shall not mention any further :B

Should I post a video of Amsyar and Vijay snogging?

Supercamp 2009

2009-06-02T18:06:00.002+08:00

Just got back from Supercamp! Wonderfully exhausted. Danced my butt off. Yes, we played Twister in the middle of the night, but with clothes on. Story coming up soon. My camera is such a bastard, it wouln't take nice pictures for me. So I'm waiting for pictures from Melissa.

Still thinking about the backbreakingly hilarious scene of Amsyar snogging with Vijay. WTF yall!!!!!! Worldwide Tactical Force!!!!!!! (WHAT THE FUCK!!!!!)

Getting ready for Supercamp

2009-05-29T17:55:00.002+08:00

I've bought like a bottle of Coke, upgraded the size of my luggage, stuffed 7 packets of junk food, 4 cups of Maggi Mee, loads of underwear and my bag is bursting.

I don't know how to lug back the dirty laundry after this.

But I shall have fun. We'll play naked twister in the middle of the night.

Hmm...

2009-05-28T21:25:00.002+08:00

Packing for Supercamp right now. At first very excited about it, but now dunno why so demotivated to go. Dun feel like going oso, even after paying a whopping RM220 for the damn thing.

Feel like staying at home and play PSP.

Me and the damn PSP. Stupid God of War. I'm officially pissed with my PSP. Dahlah susah payah kill the stupid boss, the FINAL, HARDEST, BITCHIEST BOSS ever in the entire game besides those moronic minotaurs, and the game finally ENDED...hahaha so happy right?....YEA UNTIL IT JAMMED AND REFUSED TO SAVE.

DAMN DAMN DAMN DAMN DAMN.....have to kill that bitch again. So annoying. Died dunno how many times trying to kill her, cuz it's HARD MODE you know. Not EASY MODE where I can slash her with my eyes closed and still kill the damn bitch

Okay I shall stop ranting. And I really need to stop biting my nails. I'm gonna get damn low marks for May exams cuz I practically butchered most papers. I can wave goodbye to my As, and I shall wave with dignity, like airheaded-bimbos-turned-beauty-queens-preaching-world-peace-with-a-plastic-smile-and-even-more-plastic-boobs.

Ranting session over. See you at Supercamp. Or after.

What the F***?

2009-05-21T14:39:00.002+08:00

If getting Alison off the show was not INFURIATING enough, KRIS ALLEN has to WIN?!!!!!

Shit. What kind of hypocrisy is this? What happened to the equation: American Idol = singing competition?

I'm disgusted. I'm irked beyond words. I need to watch The Nanny.

PS: Kara's No Boundaries is starting to grow on me. It actually makes an okay listen if you block out the lyrics. Mountains... hurricanes... wert?

Ryan Tedder

2009-05-19T20:10:00.002+08:00

A thought hit me while I was doing dishes.

Ryan Tedder seems to write songs mostly for female artists. The bigger their voices, the better. They're usually voluptious women too...

Beyonce (Halo), Kelly Clarkson (Already Gone), Leona Lewis (Bleeding Love), Jordin Sparks (Battlefield)....

Who's next? Rihanna?

Swallow that. I checked Wikipedia, and yes, he is working on Rihanna's latest album. And Hilary Duff's, Daughtry's, Mario's, Marie Digby's and Whitney Houston's as well. (!!!!)

Whoa, he's gota slow down. No wonder he's getting a little pudgy these days. All those gruelling hours in the studio are bad for his back. A studiopotato....

studiopotato (noun) (stoo-dee-aww-poe-tet-taww)
a person who spends his days and nights holed up in a studio producing and writing material for artists.

But he's an immensely talented man, and I respect him for that, studiopotato or couchpotato. His songs have a similar style, and can be easily identified - midtempo, big ballads with catchy choruses (usually a repetitive hook).

Don't get what I mean?

Keep bleeding, keep keep bleeding love...
I keep bleeding, keep keep bleeding love...
Leona Lewis, Bleeding Love

Halo, halo, halo, HALOOOO,
Halo, halo, halo, halooooo.....
Beyonce, Halo

Already gone, already gone,
There's no moving on,.
So I'm already gone....
Already gone, already gone....
Kelly Clarkson, Already Gone

It's too late to apologize, it's too laaaaaate....
I said it's too late to apologize, it's too laaaaaaate...

OneRepublic, Apologize

Get my point now? And what made me think of this whole thing while doing dishes, I really don't know.

Bleh bleh bleh

2009-05-14T16:35:00.003+08:00

Congrats to the new BOD. And congrats to the soon-to-be announced COH.

Seriously, them guys have got to be happy that they got a post. There are others willing to take their place anytime.

As for me, time to retire and ughhh.... study. Bleh....

I still remember the day I got elected as IU Director. I was ecstatic. It was the post I was aiming for, no it was THE POST I wanted ever since Karis made me ran for something. All that without even knowing what the post was all about and what I was getting myself into. But I got the post, and I loved every single moment of it. The best day ever - IU Day. My day. Our day.

So I promise to guide Joshua, the newly-elected IU Director of 2009/2010. Will show him the ropes of organising an IU Day. Poor guy. He doesn't know what he has gotten himself into. Haha...

It is an ugly thing to do, leaving your successor on his/her own without even bothering to guide him/her (ahem brandonahem). Thank God for Priya. And my BOD, really grateful for them. And the Form Fours, who worked their asses off for the event. All the Interactors. Hallelujah.

Maybe it's my fault - I gave the impression that the job of an IU Director was really really really really tough, so I guess it turned a lot of the Form Fours off from running for the post. IU Director's post is very fun actually, if you're great at handling stress and pressure at the same time. If you're crap at handling both at the time (and a lot of it), then you'll get this crazed, psychotic, bitch-boss-from-hell, power-hungry, Machiavellian tyrant like me.

But I have faith in Joshua. He'll do fine. He just has to sharpen his senses abit. Cannot blur blur already. Must be quick-thinking, manipulative, sweet-talking, multi-tasking, daring, independent-thinking, organised, firm, professional, detailed, enterprising, thick-faced and analytical. No room for slacking.

And hopefully not break another arm again.

Madness

2009-05-07T21:40:00.003+08:00

Alison Iraheta is out.

DAMN.

I so badly wanted her to win!!!! Danny Gokey is not meant to be in the top three at all. He was horrible. I'm not gonna watch next week's episode. I'll just sit it out till the finals. That's like during midyear exams.

My eyes have been dry lately. Is it the heat? The heat wave is phenomenal. So are my eyebags.

On another note, happy 17th birthday to Rachael!!!! Happy 61st birthday pa!!!!

Good Morning to Honourable Adjudicators

2009-04-27T17:11:00.002+08:00

My first time taking part in a PUBLIC SPEAKING COMPETITION!!!!

And it was a DISASTER!!!!!

I have spoken in public before, but it was always informal with no time constraints. The impromptu part of the speech was nerve-wracking....

My prepared speech, according to the judge, was "fabulous, really good...one of the best I've had so far."

Wow. It was really great to hear that, especially for a first-timer. So there was PRESSURE for the second part of the preliminary round - the impromptu.

3 minutes to prepare. 3 minutes to present. And boy, did I screw it up. When the 3 minutes were up, I was still jotting down points for my introduction. Great huh? My topic was "Money makes the world go round". A fairly easy topic. So I just bantai-lah. I started off great, went from my 1st point to my 2nd point and then ...wha...the bell havn't rung?...oh shit.... 1 minute more and I had nothing to say....oh bantai. Plain bantai. I was so panicky and nervous and desperate I screwed up.

I accidentally said that Malaysia was indebted to IMF last time. Which was entirely BULLSHIT.

Then when it was all over, PHEWWWWW.... just went back to the auditorium and bitched about how I sucked so bad to Pn Goh. And I sat with Praveen and ex-public speaking state champion, Natalie and just sipped on my Milo while we waited for them to announce the semi-finalists.

There were around 80 contestants altogether. And they selected 13.

And I was one of them.

I WAS LIKE, F***!!!!!!!!! I could not believe it!!!!! ME???!!! SEMIFINALS?

So I had to do another impromptu speech. 3 minutes to prepare and 3 minutes to present. This time it was even more terrifying. I was going against state champions, seasoned debaters and people who have joined at least 5 public speaking competitions. In the quarantine room as I waited for my turn, everyone was chatting enthusiastically to hide their nerves. Everyone seemed to know each other except me.

So this explains why they made it to the semis. They've met each other countless times in competitions. And me here, scared shit waiting to be butchered by the Oxford Cambridge Society of Malaysia.

My topic was "The Human Quality We Need More Of". Oh cool. Compassion was the first word to pop up in my mind. Again, the 3 minutes to prepare was sooooooooo brief. I didn't have any solid points to work on.

And I still didn't really know how an impromptu speech was supposed to be.

Went in front there, and tried to kick ass. My starting was dramatic - painting a vivid picture of the day Japan was bombed. I was panicking underneath. My mind was a convoluted mess, and I made my first blunder,

I implied that Tokyo got bombed.

FUCKING HELL? SINCE WHEN TOKYO GOT BOMBED? AND I WAS SO UNAWARE THAT I ACTUALLY MENTIONED TOKYO AND NOT HIROSHIMA.

In front of those mat salleh judges, in front of so many teachers, in front of so many other public speakers who might have been wondering what on earth this stupid rookie was doing in front there embarassing herself shamelessly without even knowing it.

Then blunder no. 2. I could not think straight, I actually mentioned Iraq and Palestine instead of Israel and Palestine.

Whoops Yen Peng. You left your brain at home is it?

Oh GODDAMMIT. Soooooooooooo EMBARASSING SIAL. And all the while I did not even realise what huge mistakes I've done until Pn Goh reprimanded me.

The teachers commented on my excellent command of English. Chief judge, Stephen Hall said I did very well for a first-timer. Said I was very competitive (huh?) ..... Praveen said I was nervous. OF COURSE LAH.

So now I know, I have to keep my head clear in order to spew TRUE facts. And I should think twice before dropping countries' names. And I have to work on my self-confidence. And yes, remember a slew of quotes so I can dish them out at every whim.

I better go revise my geography.

Music Buzz

2009-04-14T20:11:00.004+08:00

I'm currently digging Bat for Lashes' hot new single, Daniel. It has a straightforward, uncomplicated melody heavily laced with synths, with distorted strings interjecting in between bridges and loads of echo effect on Natasha Khan's breathy, melancholic vocals. A clever cross between the styles of Kate Bush and Sophie Ellis-Bextor. Lovely.

Bat for Lashes is the pseudonym for Brighton-based musician, Natasha Khan, who also happens to look like a dark version of Lily Allen. Vocally, Khan is superior. On Youtube you see people dissing Lily Allen below Bat for Lashes' videos and I'm like, Come ON!!!!

I'm not biased. I love both Bat for Lashes and Lily Allen. You can't compare both. They're too, tooooooo, TOOOOOO different. One is this goth-inspired, dark, mysterious brand of music while the other is freewheeling, in-your-face, tongue-in-cheek, polished-to-perfection sweet sort of stuff.

And I especially love Lily Allen's new album, and even more so this cheeky song on that album, F*** You. I don't need to elaborate further. The infamous four-letter word can't be more saccharine sweet than this.

Do Re Mi

2009-04-11T19:24:00.003+08:00

YEN PENG WAS IN THE CHOIR!!!

For the past four years, I have been kutuk-ing our school choir teruk teruk and damn, I'm in the choir now. What goes around comes around. And I think we did not fare too bad. At least we spared the audience from the bore of sitting through renditions of A Whole New World and other corny Disney tunes.

Except for the school song.

Belajar berbaktiiiii....
Kami berikrar taat setiaaaa....
Menegakkan motohhh....
Sekolah Sultan Abdul Samaaaadd...
Rajin dan berusahaaaaa....
Mengejar cita-cita murNEEEEE!!!!!!
Kita menjadi rakyat yang berguna
Untuk memimpin nusa kitaaa... deng deng deng.

The "murni" went sumbing. Damn high lah the note.

I never knew that I can sing. Or more like, I never knew that I CAN'T sing.

Went for Samad Leo IR. Congrats Chi Cheng!!! Success!! The MC is as lame as lame can be but it was hilarious. The dreadlocks... sexayyyy. Dressing up as Captain Jack Sparrow? Even sexieeerrrrr....

One HUGE lesson I learnt from this IR: Badges are a HUGE hit with the Leos. So when's the next IR huh? I'm gonna go peddle my IU badges there.

So high

2009-04-09T22:08:00.002+08:00

Now that I'm so excited after browsing through pictures of the Fast & Furious cast, I can't seem to do any homework.

My mind is occupied. With stuff.

OH WHY oh why do stupid action-packed but brainless movies always HAVE TO HAVE beautiful people in it?!!!!

So hard to resist, especially for teenagers with hormones running rampant.

Okay, gotta finish my homework.

Lusting after F&F People

2009-04-09T21:16:00.004+08:00

Gua nak tengok Fast and Furious!!!

Gua nak tengok Vin Diesel kicking every asshole's ass he comes across.

Gua nak tengok Paul Walker and Jordana Brewster get it on.

Gua nak tengok Michelle Rodriguez jugak.

Gua nak tengok Vin Diesel and Paul Walker walking side by side so that gua boleh compare their goods.

Gua basically nak tengok this dumb-ass movie because it has loads of BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE in it.

I'll go BISEXUAL for Jordana and Michelle mannnn.... And Vin Diesel and Paul Walker, in ONE MOVIE together? SHIT!!!! Might as well just break my glasses and yank my eyeballs out. PANAS PANAS PANAS. Give me a bucket cuz I'll be drooling more than your 1-year old nephew.

Vin Diesel is hotter, though.

Jordana Brewster

Michelle Rodriguez

Paul Walker

LAST BUT NOT LEAST, THE UNSTOPPABLE
VIN DIESEL

I can die.

IU Day Badge part 2

2009-04-07T20:38:00.002+08:00

I'm still in my post-IU-Day-success mood lah...can't get over it. It's like you finally played a really embarrassing prank on your discipline teacher and you can't stop bragging about it.

I'm totally having a lot of fun trying to sell the IU Day badges. I've got like, 46 more to go. RM5.00, typical price for a badge.

Economic downturn lah.... people are trying to scrimp. Even my public speaking script is about the economy crisis.

But then there WILL be Good Samaritans willing to spare a dollar or five to help these special children. Will you be a Good Samaritan today?

Technocrisis

2009-04-06T21:54:00.003+08:00

Alamak!!!

KENA VIRUS!!!!

Hee bangang ni!!!!

Now I have to run everything through rounds and rounds of scans. BLAHH...

IU DAY BADGE

2009-04-06T16:58:00.006+08:00

Support our IU Day further by buying a really cute badge!!!

RM 5.00

RM 1.80 from the price of the badge is going to Persatuan Kanak-kanak Spastik. RM 1.80 is not a lot of money, but when it all adds up, it'll really make a huge difference to these special kids.

We are not getting ANY PROFIT from the badge sales. IU Day is a fundraising project, and we really mean it.

To purchase, contact any Samadian Interactors. I'm sure y'all see us Samadians kat tuition kan?

HIGH part 3

2009-04-06T16:12:00.002+08:00

HIGH part 2

2009-04-05T14:18:00.005+08:00

This post should be read by EVERY IU DIRECTOR whose IU Day is coming up or any wannabe IU Directors, regardless from Leo or Interact. This is a first-hand account from THE IU DIRECTOR HERSELF, whose IU Day took place successfully (chewah...) on 4th April 2009, Saturday, 10 AM to 12.30 AM.

(Continued from previous post)

So I was kinda upset a lot of people whom I cared about didn't get to come for my IU Day (ahem Melissa ahem...), my sister, my mom (Fareen's mom came for hers k!), my dad, my dog...right I forgot I didn't have a dog, Richmond, Hazim, FAREEN (I'm so killing her!!!) but hey, it's cool. Though their presence would have made the day even sweeter.

So anyway, at 7.45 AM, found out THE GODDAMN GRILLS WERE LOCKED. ALL THE GRILLS IN SAMAD WERE LOCKED. Means we could not access Interact Room on the second floor (aras tiga - 4 flights of stairs - 32 steps). Which means NO NACHOS, NO WATER TUMBLERS FOR CORDIALS, NO LUXURY DINING UTENSILS FOR VIPS, NO ICEBOX FOR ICE, NO MOP FOR CLEANING UP, NO TABLECLOTH.

AAAARRGHH!!!!!!!

I was like, NOOOOOO.... why 4.4.2009 so jahanam wan?!!! Double 4s...bad bad bad...

Ran around the school in my IRRESISTIBLY CUTE lollipop t-shirt, smelly and sweaty at just 8 AM, trying to find any teacher, gardener, the guard or just about anyone who had the DAMN GRILL KEYS.

Then another glitch was the projector. Called my mum frantically for an adaptor cuz the projector's plug was TOO FAT.

Wye Hong started pressing me about the cordials. Alaaaa mana si Azri tu?

Called him up. Scolded and shouted at him. (Sorry Azri!) It was already 9.20 AM, and he was still at home with his cordials. My blood boiled. IU Day was barely 40 minutes away. My speech was not done.

Rotarian came at 9.50 AM. Noticed that some Interactors were inappropriately dressed. Trouble ensued. Inappropriately-dressed Interactors, Karis and I had to stand in one line facing him, AND GOT SCREWED like captured soldiers on death row. Time: 10.20 AM.

So he lectured us for like 5 minutes, and told everyone to go home and get changed. Carmen got pissed and went back home in her three-quarter pants. Emergency plan came in: Get Chee Hoe to run to his house and bring all the decent pants he has for the unfortunate Interactors.

Chee Hoe refused. Show started at 10.30 AM. Rotarian had to disgrace our event by mentioning the dress code fiasco in his speech. Gave MY SPEECH , written by my mom at 3 AM and edited by me at 9.45 AM. Fumbled sikit uh... wasn't nervous though. All my nerves were too charged up to feel nervous.

Opening act. A fun, sweet 2-minute sketch put up by Hon Zhen, Jiunn Jie, Sarah, Satyan, Farqani. I knew I did not make a mistake when I chose Jane's upbeat piano piece for the accompaniment. (Jane, tell Sally I said thank you!!!)

Time for theme video. Okay, things were going to be okay.

No, it wasn't. My laptop refused to start. BUGGER. Vishal and Nasirah read the statistics I printed for them last night at 1 AM. Then they started yakking away while we tried to get Karis' laptop to start.

We proceeded to show committee video instead. Hit a SNAG. Karis' laptop was lagging like crap. It wasn't a video, it was more of a picture slideshow. STRESS.

Are the Debtors ready? Crowd was getting bored. STRESS. STRESS. STRESS.

Ready to go, Debtors? Vishal gave a thumbs up.

Stopped the video halfway. Curtains opened to reveal a three-piece band - The Debtors. They serenaded the crowd with Lifehouse's Blind and Jason Mraz's I'm Yours (a song I initially wanted them to cut because it was sung in ICCHS IU Day last Saturday). I'm Yours was a hit with the crowd, with Jason (not Mraz) doing his thing on his guitar. The song's original Hawaiian vibe was laced with a bluesy rock feel.

Time for Ryan and his beautiful piano. It was a beautitful piece from Twilight the movie. I think he played well. Did he play well? I'm dumb when it comes to instruments. But I was too busy running around, informing people about the changes in the agenda.

My laptop was working fine, so we switched back to showing the THEME VIDEO. The crowd was like huh? when the words "No purple dinosaur was harmed during the production of this video". It was a touching video, which took MONTHS to complete.

From this point onwards the event was relatively under control. The agenda was torn into bits as I moved everything around.Running around like mad to let everyone be in the know. Lynn Tan, the 12 AM emergency plan, the life-saver, hit the stage. I did not really watch her perfomance, still too busy readjusting the agenda and running around. Later watching the video taken of her, I couldn't stop laughing at her as she spontaneously bantai-ed all her moves on stage. A HUGE HUGE THANKS TO YOU LYNN!!!! So late (check: 8 hours) can also come up with good stuff!!

The unfortunate Interactors finally got some decent pants on and took their seats in the hall. (They were prohibited from entering with their three-quarter pants and jeans)

Urban Disaster took the stage. They were another last minute act - I requested them to perform just ONE WEEK BEFORE IU DAY, as I got more and more worried about the situation of our existing performers (true enough, two dance acts backed out last minute). They delivered an awesome performance, considering they only practiced for one day! I was kinda worried they'd hit their head while doing their breakdance moves though. The hall ceiling is so damn low.

Time for Committee Video. It was a HIT!!!! Hilarious, spot on, crazy, good comic timing. It was my first time seeing a crowd clapping at EVERY INDIVIDUAL DEPARTMENT in the video. Cuz seriously, who claps at videos until it finishes? It's the same thing as clapping in cinemas. Who does it? No one right? But this time, at Samad IU Day, people clapped man!!!!

WOOHOO!!!! Kudos to Wye Hong, Vishal and Karis for such fantastic work. I really really owe you guys a lot. And sorry for bullying you all for the past three months!

To be continued...

HIGH

2009-04-04T21:48:00.004+08:00

This post should be read by EVERY IU DIRECTOR whose IU Day is coming up or any wannabe IU Directors, regardless from Leo or Interact. This is a first-hand account from THE IU DIRECTOR HERSELF, whose IU Day took place successfully (chewah...) on 4th April 2009, Saturday, 10 AM to 12.30 AM.

It's officially over. ICSAS IU DAY 2009 is finally goddamn over.

Yahoo!!!

Despite having a small crowd (around 100 ppl only), I was really satisfied with the turnout seeing the numerous circumstances we faced, most of them due to the very lucky date we chose: 4th April 2009.

1. Assunta Leo IR is held on the same day, same time.
2. It's Cheng Beng.
3. Rotarians have a Golden Child project going on.
4. BB has school.
5. Mr Kumaresan went to Taman Negara.
6. Pn Tan had family issues to deal with.
7. Pn Pengetua had a pengetua function.
8. Pn Hamizan was going back to Bukit Gantang to campaign.

Waliao.... so it was not surprising that one of the biggest worries I had as IU Day approached closer and closer was the turnout. Plus, my board does not have strong links to the other ICC schools, which practically made the situation worse. I was honestly expecting only 70 to 80 people. And hey! We've got more than 100!!! Modest lah...

What was the most challenging part of organising this IU Day? The part when TWO dance acts just suddenly PULLED OUT from the programme ONE DAY before IU Day. (Okaylah, one pulled out on Thursday, but STILL!). I swear I could have gotten a heart attack.

So I called up Lynn. And I called up Dahlia. Begged and pleaded like a beggar with no limbs lying on the streets of Thailand. I was so desperate beyond measure. I felt like crying. I screamed at my pillow. My breaths were pained and quivering. That was the most stressful moment in my life.

And at 12 AM, after countless phone calls (most of them not picked up), Lynn finally relented. Big sigh of relief. I was smiling again. At 12 AM, IU Day was just 10 hours away.

Then she fought with her mom. Situation got tense. Mom disallowed her from going ahead with the performance. @#$^&*#@@##!!!!!! STRESS. I said, I can talk to your mom. She said, I will make it worse.

I felt like killing someone, or something. I wanted to give up.

At 12.30 AM, I called Lynn one last time. She said, "Can you mix the song for me?"

HELL YEAH. I'D DO ANYTHING.

So we stayed up till 2 AM, downloading songs and putting them in Vegas Pro. Jolin Tsai, N' Sync, Chris Brown, Boa... All the clips blended into one upbeat, infectious dance tune. I told her, I suck at mixing songs. This is my first time mixing one.

My mum came up and started reprimanding me. It's 2.20 AM, go and sleep. You will faint tomorrow on stage if you don't rest enough. Lynn was on the phone, pointing out to me which part of the song that needed to be included in the dance track.

A friend on my left ear, frustrated and sleepy mum on my right ear, dance track on both ears. An aural treat indeed.

I told my mum, I have not done my speech. She scolded me some more, and proceeded to write one. Editing of the song almost done. I was energetic, excited, at 2.20 AM.

Packed all I needed for the BIG DAY and wrote a list of all the things I need to do as soon as I get to the hall. A loooooooooooong list. So many things yet to be done. STRESS. Thought about how things will turn out tomorrow, or rather 8 hours later at 10 AM.

Slept at 3 AM. Woke up at 6 AM. Felt like vomiting. My nerves were wreaking havoc with my stomach. Could not breathe properly - pained, quivering, constricted. Panic attack? I don't know. My nerves were killing me. Mom gave a different script for my speech. I read through it, and I just could not see myself standing up there in front of everyone, presenting a speech. I imagined myself vomiting at the rostrum. The Milo was making my stomach churn. I looked at the looooooooooooong list. STRESS AGAIN. LAGI NAK MUNTAH. Mom said, breathe, meditate, focus on your forehead and count to 10.

Na-uh mom. Not working.

Got to school. Was alone there in Dewan Bakti, one of the hottest halls on earth (literally). Mom fussed about the deco and table arrangements. I said, it'll all be taken care of when the Interactors come. She still went about arranging tables.

I love you mom. You're the best mom in the world.

Lord knows how many times she has made my blood boil everytime she started pressing about IU Day. If you think I am a bitch with all my stern-ness and deadline fetish, then you can't wait to meet my mom.

She went back, and I stayed in the hall with Karis, trying to work on the script.

Alamak damn tired lah...it's only 10.30 PM right now and I'm yawning away. I continue my story tomorrow lah.... Goodnight....

Aiyaaaa....

2009-03-28T14:36:00.002+08:00

Ooohh I'm feeling the pressure now.... the heat...

IU Day is in ONE WEEK'S TIME. No, make that six days.

Lub-dub....................lub-dub......
...lub-dub..........lub-dub..............
lub-dub....lub-dub....lub-dub......
lub-dub...lub-dub...lub-dub...lub-
dub.lub-dub.lub-dub.lub-dub.lub-
dub.lub-dublub-dublub-dublub-dub

Well, you get the idea. Oh, my poor poor heart.

IU Day

2009-03-28T14:29:00.003+08:00

ICSAS IU DAY

4TH APRIL 2009
10 AM, DEWAN BAKTI
SMK SULTAN ABDUL SAMAD

THEME:
THE AGE OF INNOCENCE

Entrance Fee: RM7 (channeled 100% to Persatuan Kanak-Kanak Spastik Selangor)
Dress code: Club uniform, school uniform, school-related t-shirts (No jeans allowed)

Exciting performances - modern dance, acoustic bands, instrumental performances, hiphop dance!

COME COME!!! DATANG DATANG!!!

Stupid T-Shirts continued...

2009-03-20T19:26:00.003+08:00

Yes, we'll be getting the stupid t-shirts on the 23rd!!!!

Which I will then have to arduously sort out according to COLOUR, CUTTING and SIZE.

Dammit!!!

I should have listened to mummy dearest and went ahead with the standard unisex S, M, L and XL. And stick with only one colour.

Stupid me, I didn't order any extra t-shirts which means that THERE WILL NOT BE ANY SALE OF T-SHIRTS ON ICSAS IU DAY. Sorry.

I didn't think that the t-shirts would sell like hot cakes. In just 5 days, we got over 100 orders in Samad alone (except one sesat dude from BB). Without any promotion, announcements, flyers - just word of mouth alone.

Most of the time it was only my mouth, anyway.

Speaking of t-shirts, I'm dying to get Nicole's "I think I'm gay" t-shirt and Mei's ABCDEFG t-shirt. They're so tongue-in-cheek!!!! I'm on the prowl for boutiques selling hot statement t-shirts. So far the hunt leads to no results. Cuz this whole MArch holidays I've been going back and forth between the HOSPITAL, my TOILET, my BED and my COMPUTER.

Such an eventful holiday I'm having.

Stupid T-shirts

2009-03-11T23:23:00.001+08:00

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Very very irritating.

Story coming up soon. My mum is sitting next to me right now, monitoring closely as I type. I have to be tightlipped about this.

She laughs. I snort.

Oh never mind, mum. Read my blog when the article is posted, k? For now, we'll just browse around Google.com.

No More Tears

2009-03-01T17:27:00.003+08:00

I watched this funny stand-up show on Youtube yesterday and the comedienne got me thinking:

Yeah, why do shampoo bottles HAVE to come with instructions on the back?

Seriously, why do executives working at the promo department HAVE to design the bottle with the idea in mind that people are shampooing for the first time?

And if that is not dumb enough, seems like every promo executive is doing it for every shampoo brand, from the ciplak Ah Hua Smooth & Silky brand sold in Petaling Street right up to Kerastase.

As if we need those instructions anyway. We don't learn shampooing from shampoo bottles.

We learn it from our moms. Or Indonesian maids.

Or Google, if all else fails.

The same with those people asking me if I'm growing my hair long. Isn't it SO OBVIOUS?

Yeah yeah, I'm trying to grow my hair long to take part in a Johnson & Jonhson's No More Tears shampoo. Yeah, I'll be that chick shampooing away with much enthusiasm while reading the instructions at the back of the bottle.

Sigh....

A Special Day

2009-02-26T18:28:00.000+08:00

Happy Birthday to IINDER!!!!

Have a spankin' hot birthday!! 17...time to be naughty!!! Ngiahahahahaha......

Dry

2009-02-25T20:49:00.002+08:00

My hair is dry.

My eyes are dry.

My skin is dry.

My lips are dry.

When is this dryness ever gonna go away? It's almost 3 weeks now.

I need Sunsilk Leave-On conditioner.

I should not complain.

For the last time saying...

2009-02-25T00:02:00.002+08:00

...I'M NOT STRESSED.

I'm not.

I just lack sleep. I need sleep. I love sleep.

Put me in bed and I can do a sleep marathon. My record is 15 hours straight. But I usually need around 8 hours to function properly the next day. Pulling late nights one after another for the whole week is like blerrrhhh.........

It's still relatively early now, about 12.10 AM, way EARY in the morning actually, and I'm supposed to be asleep but no, I'm blogging. No, I'm writing a crap post.

So for the last time, I'm not stressed. I just need sleep.

So good night.

Actually I'm just trying to convince myself that I'm not stressed. Maybe I am. But I don't know.

So Maroon 5 says,
"So goodnight, goodnight, goodnight, goodnight,
Goodnight, goodnight, goodnight, goodnight,
Goodnight,
Hope that things work out all right yeah..."

I hate that song.

Oyayaya

2009-02-23T19:45:00.002+08:00

Finally!!!

A geeky eye-candy in front.

WOOT!!!!!

I'm not crapping. I'm just being ecstatic while staying secretive.

SHHHH....

Lift your hands up!

2009-02-21T17:05:00.002+08:00

My dad is discharging tomorrow!!!

He's gotta wear a bulky arm sling for about 3 months. He can't move it at all! Poor thing, but if he ever complains I'm gonna tell him about all the nice old t-shirts he'll be able to wear once he's gotten the damn thing off. He'll be able to do jumpjacks even! Or monkey bars and the wave. Or just about anything that requires the human arm to be stretched upwards.

That includes advertising his armpits.

ZZZZZ

2009-02-19T00:28:00.002+08:00

Pulling another late-nighter again... wah damn tired...but gotta print enough materials for English Society notice board...

My panda eyes grow... the panda part, not the eyes...

People don't sprout another eyelid for nothing unless they go for blepharoplasty, which is eyelid surgery if you ignore the impressive medical name, which I swear I will never ever undergo no matter how much I despise being single-eyelid-ed.

Na-uh.

Sorry, stupid post.

Nothing but my T-shirt

2009-02-17T20:58:00.002+08:00

I AM SO BLOODY SICK OF DESIGNING T-SHIRTS.

I need a break. The sight of that darn lollipop is making me squirm.

Come for ICSAS IU Day. You'll get what I mean.

Ahahaha...

2009-02-17T19:13:00.003+08:00

I'm so stupid. I can never seem to download a proper version of Jason Mraz's I'm Yours. Every mp3 file I downloaded of that song is either cacat, acoustic, fuzzy or another wannabe destroying the song.

What's wrong with limewire these days?

And yeah, I know... the song is not just ancient, it's been played to death since August last year. Or even earlier.

Deee-bait

2009-02-16T20:57:00.003+08:00

Wooh, went for a debate today. Went and kicked some Sri Amanian ass. And LOST.

LOL. But never mind, treat it as debate practice.

Chewahhhh...

Saw some familiar faces there. Too lazy to type out their names. Can't remember some of their names also.

The topic was SCHOOL UNIFORM SHOULD BE ABOLISHED. We got Government, which means the ugly piece of garment we wear for 5 days a week has GOT TO GO. I was the 2nd speaker, and when it was my turn to speak, my legs were like jelly. My hands were shaking a little, I fidgeted with my cue cards, fumbled a little, stuttered a little (there is just NO way I can pull off an Obama) but after settling myself, HAH, kick-ass time.

Well if we kicked so much ass, then what went wrong?

Our presentation kicked ass. Our points, on the contrary, did not.

Hmm... well it's okay. We didn't really prepare for the second round, so even if we got through, we're screwed.

But seriously wei, how come Samadians can never get the Best Speaker award? The adjudicators, the teachers, the opponents, well practically everybody in the room were like, "Your school has very good speakers" and "You are really really good" after the decision was announced, but hello?

Like Justin Timberlake sang, "She deserves the crown. But where is it now?"

I was expecting Praveen to snag the award cuz he really whacked a lot of ass. I wasn't aggressive enough, preferring to match Sri Amanians' grace (but they stuttered and fumbled a lot too) but I guess we lost out substance-wise.

What I hate about debates is the preparation process. Tedious, just tedious.

But I just love the kicking-ass part. I especially like rebutting the points they brought up. That's what happens when you enter the debate world as the third speaker. It is so much fun to demolish all the opponent's points. It's called KICKING ASS.

But then again, doing the summary is kinda fun too.

I still have yet to learn the art of manipulating the opponent's words to suit our stand, and have not mastered the skill of quick, aggressive POIs.

Oooh I love to POI! One of those little moments to kick ass.

But I malas nak pergi join another debate again lah... why can't I train the Form Fours instead?

Alaaaa....

2009-02-10T20:00:00.004+08:00

Went to the dermatologist today (the 3rd one in my 17-year-1-month life so far), and my mother insisted to her that I should stop taking Roaccutane. Why?

1. It causes dryness to the lips, eyes, face, skin, hair and nose. (Nose?)
2. It is goddamn expensive - RM10 per pill. And I pop one per day. And it has been 7 weeks.
3. It is very harmful to the unborn baby should you get pregnant while on medication. (Not my business to get preggers anyway)
4. It is forbidden to breastfeed or donate blood while on medication.

Look, I didn't really mind all those side-effects above. I'm not paying the bill, I don't donate blood, I am in the wrong age group to start shooting babies off my ...... and all I need is lipbalm, lotion and moisturiser to handle the dryness. God know what I'll put to combat nose dryness, but never mind.

This is what it's supposed to do.

Then came that scare from Fareen, all worked up on the phone warning me about the possibility of the drug rendering me infertile. Something about cysts, fibroids, hallucinations, severe abdominal pains, can't get out of bed, psycho periods, profuse warnings by relatives and dermatologists and family gynae...

I was practically scared shitless with her voice in my ear.

Went on a googling spree, this time with the keywords "Accutane infertility" and as usual, loads of bullshit showed up. Some consoled readers with the "it's all safe" talk while some blatantly accused the drug for their infertility/impotence/erectile dysfunction/loss of libido.

Gee...why do they all have to do with sex?

Besides that, there were alleged reports on patients getting anaemia, leukaemia, muscle and joint aches, hearing impairment, blurred vision, night blindness, and tonnes of other medical conditions with bombastic medical jargon that left me blank.

But the most glaring element was that Roaccutane, or Accutane as it is widely known in the US, is most highly linked to depression and suicide. So this drug is practically depressing. Which I can really understand. The flare-ups brought about by the drug are really horrible, pushing my mild/moderate acne up to 2 notches to the severe zone.

Wow, thanks Roaccutane.

This is how it works. An initial flare-up will occur during the first 4 to 6 months, resulting in a dramatic breakout. That was what happened to me. From a cluster of pimples on my chin, it suddenly ballooned out of proportion to become PIZZA FACE.

Then from the 7th week onwards, the clearing-up process takes place. Now see that's where my problem kicked in. I'm well into my 7th week, on to completing my 2 months on Roaccutane. I haven't seen any improvements yet apart from the magical disappearance of my blackheads.

Fareen called.

"ACHTUNG!" she said.

And that's it. STOP. HALT. No more Roaccutane for me.

Instead, it's back to the old-fashioned Tetracycline. Which takes another 6 to 8 months. Goddamn it, do you know how pissed I am?!!!!

I waited patiently as pimples popped out of my face like volcanoes on the Ring of Fire for SEVEN BLOODY WEEKS and now I have to wait ANOTHER GODDAMN SIX TO EIGHT MONTHS???!!!!!!

No wonder people commit suicide.

Sitting in the dermatologist's room, hearing her go on and on about "slow and steady" almost made me want to punch her. Serious SHIT. Ever since I started on Roaccutane my mood swings have been frighteningly unpredictable. I feel happy, then sad, then optimistic, then depressed, then self-loathing, then bubbly, then flustered, then silent, then neutral, then (fill in the blank).

Now that my acne is a lot lot lot worse thanks to Roaccutane, it's gonna take an excruciatingly LOOOOOOOOOOOOONG time to heal. So thinking back, maybe I should have not taken Roaccutane in the first place. Would have saved my face the pain of all those flare-ups, ridiculous amount of money (almost RM 1K there) and spared those painful 7 weeks for some other safer, steadier but slooooooooower treatment. Like Tetracycline.

Life. This is LIFE. Sigh....

My 7-year history with acne continues....

It's a serious bane to my self-esteem. Dahlah banyak body image issues, nak lagi jerawat batu. Sial betul.

AAAAHHH!!!!!!

2009-02-09T01:08:00.002+08:00

I'm scared, but right now I can't tell you why because I'm not too sure about it.

The truth behind the thing I'm scared about, I mean. Not... being scared.

How can someone be unsure that they're scared anyway? But never mind. I'm scared witless. Thanks to Fareen. But she might just save my life by scaring me.

If I don't get too scared and die of a heart attack, that is.

Oh I'm so lame.

Deja Vu

2009-02-04T19:59:00.002+08:00

Bones.

It's just another one of those words you don't usually find in song titles. But guess what? There's...

Natasha Bedingfield's Pirate Bones
Elbow's The Bones of You
Nina Nastasia's Counting Your Bones
Teeth and Tongue's There is a Lightness to My Bones
Iron and Wine's Innocent Bones
The Killer's Bones
Robin Thicke's Lazi Bones

These tracks are all in my MP3 and heck, I even have Yeah Yeah Yeah's Show Your Bones album.

I should upload the whole season of Bones next. You know, to complete the whole package.

Another thing that fazes me is the song Take a Bow. Madonna pioneered it, moping about how her lover should win an award for his pretending. Then Rihanna took it and "put on quite a show" that "really had me going" uhuh....

Now it's Britain's current favourite darling, Leona Lewis' turn.

Really, the theme of all the three songs are the same. What's worse, they share the same name. They talk about the same thing.

Get some originality, people. Rehashing ideas is just not the real deal. That's why I love indie music. I'm so tired of listening to all those heavily-produced,mass-manufactured, coated-with-syrup tracks out there on airwaves these days.

Go shawty, it's your birthday...

2009-01-28T00:35:00.005+08:00

...We're gonna party like it's your birthday,
And we're gonna sip Bacardi like it's your birthday...

My birthday!!!

It was lovely! I finally got the iPod armband I was dyeing for. An exorbitant price going for it, though. Had to beg my mum to share the bill with my dad. Today I took it out on a test run - it was PERFECT.

iPod classic is a huge baby, but the armband was so snug around my upper arm I practically felt no additional weight at all. So I was having fun running around my house until my dad came out and told me that my neighbour got robbed in broad evening-light.

Goodness.

He said a woman screamed.

I personally didn't hear anything apart from Rihanna whining about not stopping the music.

BTW....

The iPod armband I got is DLO's Action Jacket, priced at USD 34.95. I got it for RM90. So big difference!! See the huge gap in the living standards? A cup of coffee from Starbucks is only around 2 pounds in London, and here it's way more expensive than my dinner. You can buy a fancy Coach bag with less than 500 pounds, while here you gotta sacrifice two months' salary to get one.

And every artist wants to perform in UK. Tell them about Bukit Jalil, Malaysia, they go... "But I heard the mosquitoes there are huge like pingpong balls!"

Yeah, and I just got bitten by a mosquito. And there aren't any mosquitoes in the UK.

No wonder everyone wants to go to the UK.

Cheh, we oso got our own eye lerr...

RUN BABY RUN

2009-01-17T12:26:00.007+08:00

I got no. 32!!!! Yeah!!!!!

It's a big deal to me, okay? I'm far from fit, and I'm the type of sportsperson who only watches but never plays.

4km in 40 minutes. Not bad, but not phenomenal either. But for a girl with guts and short legs? I think it's quite a pretty cool achievement.

If you're sniggering in disdain reading this, then you're one of the many selfish people out there who can't be happy for other people's success.

If you're jubilant while reading this, you're cool.

I actually thought of giving the merentas desa (road run) a pass. The thought of getting all sweaty in the mighty Malaysian heat, huffing hard for air and putting my less-than-greek body on the grind is just unnerving.

But En Kum and En Azmi were so inspirational in their road run taklimat that they stirred something in me, this irrepressible urge to contribute before I leave the bright yellow buildings of SMKSAS.

Or maybe they just made me guilty for thinking I could get away with not doing ANYTHING for my poor Blue House.

This year, RUMAH TEMENGGUNG WILL EMERGE AS VICTORS!!!!!

Take that, Green Dogs, Red Bulls and Yellow Digimen!

And the Wiener is...

2009-01-12T20:41:00.004+08:00

I almost did a double-flip when I saw this.

Okay, okay...I know it's coffee!!! But I can't help it!!! I just stopped in my tracks, stood there peering at the W-word, trying to grin as inconspicuously as I could.

And then I whipped out my phone.

Some of you might be wondering what on earth I'm talking about. Means you haven't been watching I Now Pronounce You Chuck and Larry.

Good! DON'T.

According to Wikipedia, wiener is a hotdog, from German "Wiener Würstchen", meaning "Viennese small sausage".

According to Wikipedia again, wiener is also a slang term for penis.

Now you know why I almost laughed.
Penis. On COFFEE.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!

Okay, I'm sick.

Nothing much...

2009-01-12T20:20:00.005+08:00

A lazy post... I'm in the middle of trying to figure out how Sony Vegas Pro works here. Freaking complex like manning a damn Airbus.

Last December I've been reconnecting with my creative streak (if I have one) in between meet-and-greet sessions with relatives by engaging in craftwork. Craftwork is fun!!! It's actually one of the things I ENJOY doing immensely since I was a lil' kid.

So I did this.

A little gift for my uncle's housewarming party. It was pretty last minute, so I had to whack it up under 3 hours.

It's an Ikea frame, but I used the back of the frame as the front instead. Meaning: the back as in the part where you usually have the foldable paper stand? That's why the frame has got a "step" to it.

(Ugh, see the orange and red on different layers? Yes, that's the "step".)

Anyway, I've been terribly busy these few days. My to-do-list is shockingly and dishearteningly long. My fault, anyway. Have been too carried away with the holiday mood and the whole reunion scene.

I have no life.

Thanks, you too.

Lalala

2009-01-07T17:47:00.003+08:00

It is only the third day of school, and already the pace has picked up so drastically!!!

Busy SIAL.

So I really shouldn't be online right now, but it's alright. It is after all, only the third day of school. Lord knows how bad it will only get as we make our way through January.

But so far, Form Five life is alright. Pressure has not kicked in yet, just the stress of handling all the koko, studies and life together. All is good.

Leavin on a Jet Plane

2009-01-04T14:22:00.003+08:00

In a quick glance, one month is already over. And she's gone back to the UK once again.

It was a month greeted with joy, love, celebration, reunion, sharing, laughter and crazy conversations. Just like what Nelly Furtado asked in one of her songs, "Why do all good things come to an end?", I asked God (whichever sympathetic God who listens to this religiously-lost kid) why the holiday should end so quickly.

I'm talking about my sister, just so you know.

We sent her off in KLIA last night, bidding sweet goodbyes. At the point where she would take the escalator down to the immigration, we hugged and wished her well. Then she went off, before all the floodgates could open and drown the place in tears.

I did tear up a little. But I remained strong. I've been through this before, twice. Then I went home and sobbed.

The iPod she bought me is now my new companion at home. The songs replace our laughter and other ghastly sounds we made, and the videos will take the place of her antics. I even brought the thing with me to KLIA, thinking it would console my heavy heart on the way home.

It was not needed then though. It was as if Mix FM recognised my gloom and drew up a lovely playlist for me.

Feeling better now. But the house is much quieter. When she's not around, I don't feel like talking. I only speak when necessary.

I await the day she comes back, and we'll have fun again.

I seriously don't know what I was looking at. Taken during one of those crazy rides we sat in Gold Coast.

NOTPOP.CO.UK

2008-12-31T11:54:00.005+08:00

Been busy... so here's another irresponsibly-squeezed-between-breaktime post.

Has anyone of you been to WWW.NOTPOP.CO.UK?

No? Well then, what are you waiting for?

Warning: Only for discerning music lovers who absolutely hate the kind of music played on the radio.

According to the blog itself, Not Pop "is designed to give you the heads up on artists that I come across that maybe you haven’t heard of".

Means it's all about alternative music, people. None of all that Jordin Sparks and Panic in the Disco crap.

Out of the hundred over artists in their archive, I only know about 20.

Let us see how many YOU know... heehee...

Just a sec

2008-12-22T22:36:00.004+08:00

Been busy these days, so this is just a quickie.

DALLOYAU

Means HIT ASS in Cantonese.

I don't read French, so the whole thing just tells me this:

PUKUL BUNTUT
PARIS

No cookies for the lucky one who guesses correctly the place this photo was shot.

Will be posting about Australia soon.

Tagged by Aliza

2008-12-22T22:02:00.004+08:00

Rules:
*1. Those who get tagged must answer the question about themselves.
*2. At the end of the post, tag 10 people except the person who tagged you (tagger).
*3. Continue this game by sending to other people. (refer to rule No. 2)

Time: 10.02 pm
Name: Lee Yen Peng
Age/Birthday: 23.01.92
School: SMK Sultan Abdul Samad, PJ
Elder Sister: Lee Yen Leng
Younger Sister: Me
Elder Brother: Elek

Younger Brother: Elek
Favourite Liquids [Drinks]: Water, coke, iced lemon tea, teh-o-ais, kukpo tea, cappucino, milo ais, teh cina ais, barley water, Beck's
Favourite Consumables [Food]:
Favourite Place To Sleep: A nice hotel bed
Flying: Overrated but nonetheless, an awesome experience
Swimming/Diving: Not my forte?
How Much Friends In MSN: Not bothered
Couple: Who? What? Where? Huh?
Loved Ones: Family
Get Kicked On The Butt? Ouch.
Allergic?: To arrogant people
Gastric?: Happens rarely, cuz I eat (hear that, Nicole Richie?)
Whole Fortune?: Less than Donald Trump's
Age Of Marriage: Marriage is not on my cards
Children Wanted: Refer to above

Age Of Death: Ideally, 70

Animals In House: Geckos?

Longest Fingernail Ever Kept: 7 mm, then I bit it off

Wanted Birthday Present: iPod Classic (and I got it, yay!!!!)

Q: In your dream, God tells you you are a billionaire in your dream world and gives you a wish. What would you wish for?
A. An insuppressible sense of self confidence

10 people to tag:
Jane
Amal
Munira
Sean
Shok Chang
Juli
Alia
Lauren
Hui Jan
Fareen