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Desktop Confessional

The weekend that was.

Monday, February 27, 2006
6:32 PM

I tried to take a nap in the afternoon, but failed miserably. I spent the whole time staring at my wall and lamenting on how quickly the weekend came and went. So now its the beginning of another week, and here I am again on Monday, wishing for the weekend. BLEEEHHHHHH when will this cycle endddddd !!

Anyway - my weekend was busy busy busy. I went to Starbucks for breakfast because I haven't seen the Starbucks kids in a while. I personally feel the best time to go to that well-loved corporate coffee chain monster is in the morning where no one's around and business hasn't gotten busy yet. Then you can lounge on the armchairs and talk on the top of your voice, and in my case, accidentally spit water at a barista when I burst out laughing. =_='

I've been wanting to go to numbereight for ages now. I thought the concept of a budget guesthouse with chic furnishings was great, and the fact that they renovated a colonial shophouse only added to my fondness for the place. I mean seriously, KL's nothing but a concrete jungle now and everything is so .. cement and glass. Impressive looking buildings. There's something about colonial shophouses that make me happy happy; I think it's just the nostalgia.

Looking back, it feels sorta like the whole weekend had a Colonial theme or something because we had dinner at Coleseum. I love that freaking place. The steaks are still so bloody good ... OMG WHAT IS IN THAT SAUCE? I was so disappointed when my waiter took my sizzling plate away because I had secret intentions of dunking my Hainanese bread (sooooo yummy with butter) into it and ssssavouring it. Bloody efficient waiter, hmph.

Responded to meesh's SOS of "GET TO ZOUK SOON OR ELSE!" .. so we went, under the guise of "company function."

I think I'm the only blur idiot to never have noticed that Zouk's "molar" changes colour! I was asking everyone whether my eyes were deceiving me when I viewed the photos! I dunno where I've been lah okay, don't ask.

The "company function" got redirected to The Loft and I found myself out of touch with hip hop music, the shame! Didn't know who sang what anymore, except the really popular ones like BEP or Beyonce. So most of the time, we were sitting there, play cool and bounce our heads like chickens. Himbo cannot dance!! Therefore, we camwhored. Sorta.

The weird thing was that we actually got up even before the alarm rang the next morning. We've been trained to wake up early cos of school and work lah. Which actually works to our favour cos we could have a nice, slow breakfast and take in the early morning surroundings. Breakfast is the most calming meal of the day people, try not to miss it!

Gah, I can't believe I just did one of those "what I did over the weekend" posts. Mind you, they actually take more effort than my usual posts!! Anyway I guess you can tell with the barrage of photos who got their digicam back eh? The old saying stays: have camera, will shoot.

And that dear readers, was my totally normal but personally fab weekend <3

What the - ?

Friday, February 24, 2006
10:23 PM

Something really weird happened yesterday.

Somebody dumped Nike shoes into this disposal bin right opposite my house. Brand new, original Nike shoes. The one thing wrong with them were that they had paint streaks on them so if we took them, we couldn't resell them.

When my dad told me, I thought it was just damn odd, but I also thought he was talking about like, 10 pairs. Though I couldn't get it passed my head, I could live with the mystery.

What I didn't know was that the initial 10 pairs I had envisioned in my head turned out to be

2000 PAIRS !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I turned the corner into my house and was greeted by a BAZAAR. It was like some sort of SALE in a store, except on the road and opposite my house. There were people I didn't even know, picking out the shoes and trying them on and taking them back.

And as the day progressed, I just stood and watched in bewilderment as more people parked their cars next to my house, and started picking out shoes like it was JAYA JUSCO.


Although the late-comers weren't so lucky as they couldn't find one side of the shoe, or some shoes were so badly painted that it was impossible to remove with thinner.

People only started to leave when the rain started to pour. Needless to say, damn lots of Nike tags got washed into my porch. GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR.

My brother got some bloody nice Nike Cortezs. Apparently he sourced a pink Cortez for me but couldn't find the left side. BLAH, and I so nicely found the other side of this blue Cortez for him. Hmph.

So now my brother has two new Nikes. Some people have all the bloody luck.

WEEKEND IS HERE! Woohoo, numbereight here I come.

Edit - photos of the great "sale".
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Dear ASTRO subscribers,

Monday, February 20, 2006
11:13 PM

Do you not think that SERVICE CURRENTLY NOT AVAILABLE is the freaking disease of television?

When's its a show you've waited a whole week to watch!?

Friday, February 17, 2006
10:16 PM

I finally started using the digicam again! Well I kinda have to because Photojournalism class demands for it, but the point is that I can camwhore I can start capturing life in stills.

Ahem, right on.

Overdosed on sugar, probably.

More mediocre visuals to come! Grr.

8:54 PM

Crap - dinner party tomorrow and I have ulcers the size of Texas!

Smiling is difficult, eating is difficult. Both activities needed to appear sociable and normal.

I hate my stupid, stupid braces.

Mirror, mirror.

Wednesday, February 08, 2006
5:36 PM

The tinted mirror-ed wall in the campus' lobby where we would discreetly check ourselves out has been revealed that it isn't just a mirror with a slab of concrete beneath ... but an entire class.

Ohhh maaan the quick embarassment that crept into our faces when we strolled into the lobby hoping to catch glimpses of how we look, only to find Hospitality kids busy in their culinary lessons.

They've un-tinted the whole thing, so now both sides can see each other. Before, it was just us, looking at ourselves and preening.

So next time someone stares at us and smile, it isn't because we're hot .. it's just probably that they've seen us demonstrate our vanity in front of their whole class.



Anyway, I like my new blog template, although people have said they've felt hungry after looking at the fork&knife icon beside the titles. Well this is Malaysia people, so love your food before no one loves you (?).

Small changes are bloody fun. Big changes are however, a necessary nuisance. If there's one thing I believe, its that change is the only constant thing in life. So I guess I better get with the program before I lose my footing.

I've finished my CV (for internship)after days of tweaking around with the format and information. So far I've only sent it out to one company. My other option at the moment is this sophisticated, well-known beauty/lifestyle/fashion magazine, and I am terrified of e-mailing it. I haven't done it. I'm scared I'll get accepted and find myself so completely out of my league because, I don't even know how to do my make-up properly most of the time.

But change is the only constant thing in life etc etc, and I think I'd eventually e-mail my CV to them because being scared is such a dumb excuse.

And who knows, I might leave with my very own version of "The Devil Wears Prada".

Kidding. I sincerely, pray-to-God, hope not.

Tears for Fears - "Everybody Wants to rule the World"

Saturday, February 04, 2006
12:34 AM

A few years ago, my dad being very Chinaman, fell into the whole Golden Horn Fish craze. He bought like .. I don't know, 5 of those hideous fishes (maybe more)and they all slowly died, except one.

Today my dad decided it was "time to let it go into the lake". Basically, I think it was code for "I've grown out of that phase and can't be bothered to look after the ugly thing anymore."

If you know me personally, I would've somehow told you that I am not very fond of fishes. Like people who fear cockroaches, I hate hate fishes. I hate that they're scaly, hate that they're cold, hate that they're slimy, hate that they've these very scary bugged out eyes. And when they're dead - OMG totally freaky, floating upside down with eyes still open. The thought of swimming in a lake filled with fish, or actually grabbing fish between my palms freaks me out. But I do still eat fishes.

I expected to be really happy that my dad was getting rid of the fish, but instead I found myself kinda sad about it.

"BUT WHO WILL FEED IT!?", I whined.
/dad just looks at me like I'm stupid.

I guess its just the whole notion of being ignored and unwanted. Nothing and no one deserves that.
Listening - Frou Frou's "Must Be Dreaming".

Wednesday, February 01, 2006
7:23 PM

I've overdosed on family for now.