Monday, December 25, 2006
Roasted chicken, Cranberry sauce, lasagne, shepherd's pie, macaroni and cheese, crackers and tuna, beans salad, Salad-salad, angel's hair, potatoes, tomatoes, stuffings.
Cakes and orange.
Little children and family.
And a brand new addition - cousin's girlfriend.
Beautiful table, heavenly aroma. Too bad there are no pictures to tempt you.
Christmas makan of the father's side.
Went over to Asha's;
Briyani rice, chicken curry, mutton curry, vegetables, potatoes, cakes, cookies, murukku.
And new company.
Blessed Christmas !
When I awake from my slumber I shall be going back to the dreaded routine of work and studies and work. I'm gonna miss my friends sooo much; UM shall be my abode for the next few months so forgive me if this space becomes my ranting ground.
I sincerely wish you a good year ahead, and that all of us shall learn and live and taste life in all its sweetness.
I wish you this quote :
God grant me the serenity to accept things I cannot change;
the courage to change the things I can;
and the wisdom to know the difference.
I wish you the strength to get through life's lessons,
and the child-like innocence to enjoy life's pleasures.
Saturday, December 23, 2006
Roasted chicken (as opposed to traditional turkeys-but meat just the same), angel hairs, spaghetti, potatoes, fried bacon, pumpkin soup.
& Ice-cream cakes.
Wine and flavoured vodka.
Blushing faces, cold body but heart warmed by alcohol.
Presents (argh. Mad rush to get them) and family.
Christmas get-together of the mom's side. Lurve-ly.
Wine? Oh yes, please. More? Oh, yes please.Merry Christmas everyone!
Leave it to humans to kill its purity; i.e.
In case you were wondering, it was James Morrison's You Gave Me Something.In my defense, I purposely sang it that way.
We celebrated ee von's birthday at red box.
Birthday girl with a, erm. LOA something-someone.
As usual, Charlie punya angels became our muse.
Happy Burfday Ee Von!
I'm going back tomorrow to ol' University, sadly, But i shall be back!
With a vengeance
Saturday, December 16, 2006
It was beautiful.
I stepped into the hall and had to compose myself. Took a deep breath and plunged in.
Rows upon rows, stacks upon stacks of books.
Superb, brilliant albeit a bit yellow books.
All going for freakin' low prices!
To feel all those covers, both hard and soft and to read and browse through each and every one, it was seriously exhilarating. The best part was, you can actually feel the love! All those people with baskets-ahem, yours truly, included- with books in them, book lovers unite!
I spotted not 1, but 2 copies of one of my favourite, favourite books of all time; The Education of Little Tree, which is quite difficult to find. I was so tempted to grab one just so I could have 2 but I figured I should share it, and let someone else find it and read it, hopefully.
See? I'm so considerate.
I spotted another novel which I bought not too long ago for almost 35 bucks going for rm3. What the hell?
I was sore.
I came out unscathed though, and no, I didn't buy all of them. I even took out some from my basket.
In the end, grabbed 9 books for a meagre RM24.20.
That's even less than what one usually pays for 1 !
I'm so ecstatic I'm listing down what I bought. For the heck of it.
Notes to Myself -Hugh Prather.
The moment I saw this worn little book I just knew it's for me. With a line like :
"Unless I accept my faults I will most definitely doubt my virtues. "
Snow Falling on Cedars-David Guterson
Heard about it, curiosity seeps in. Oh well, it's only RM2.50.
The Stone Diaries-Carol Shields
Pulitzer Prize Winner. I'm always a sucker for prize winners; just so I can judge for myself how good it really is.
Sula - Toni Morrison
Oprah's favourite. We shall see eh?
Oliver Twist-Charles Dickens
I doubt I will read this as I've already seen the movie. But it's a classic nonetheless, so buy to keep la!
Wow. Cool name. Boh-ja-lian. It's not a to-do book though.
So no, after reading this I still wouldn't know how to deliver your baby for you.
Song of Solomon-Toni Morrison
She's a Nobel Prize winner man!
A Man Of The World- Jane Hamilton
It has Oprah's Book Club's chop on its front cover.
So peeps, If you're interested, head over to 3K Complex in Subang/Sunway ( next to A&W), 2nd floor.
Pay Less Books Stock Clearance is on til tomorrow!
Share the lurve!
Friday, December 15, 2006
Guess what I saw in The Star today.
Muse set for Feb 25 date
KUALA LUMPUR: Rock concert culture in Malaysia will get a tremendous boost with British alternative rock outfit Muse confirmed to play at Stadium Negara here on Feb 25. Tickets go on sale early next month.
Wednesday, December 13, 2006
I had a blast with ern, sien, karin n c wah over at Times and Sg Wang on sunday. Sien was *cosplay-ing -technically as she was there to help a friend out but she was on stage nonetheless, speaking japanese!- and it was my first ever experience, being in a cosplay event.
Very surreal; I felt like I was an intruder because I have no idea whatsoever who or what they're portraying on stage and what their performance all meant when everyone around me-in the front, sides, back knew at once.
"Oh ! She's Nana !" *screams*
"That's Oko-na-so-dunno-what!" *screams*
"She's doing the scene where Princess Sakura..." *screams*
But it was fun nonetheless.
We parked at Times Sq for almost 12 hours !
My mother has always been vocal in disapproving dating while being in school and I've always respected that. To quote her : When you go out there you'll realize just how many better guys there are.
Well, I don't know about that, but I digress.
Eventhough my brother is already 24, my mom has never pushed him to get married or question him incessantly. In fact, she says he's too young to settle down. Suffice to say, she never bugs us to get hooked and she's always on our side whenever aunties or uncles ask the million dollar question : When are you getting a boyfriend/ girlfriend?
Or so I thought.
We were drinking coffee, yet again, at Kluang Station, Ikano, watching the world pass us by when an elderly man walks by holding small child. Out of the blue, she said,
"When only will I get to carry my grandchild?"
My brother looked at me and I naturally, turned to look at him. Before he could say anything, I retorted
"Koko, ka yau! "(Elder brother, add oil!) and continued concentrating on my tea.
I should have known the pressure would come! You see, earlier we bumped into a mutual family friend, Auntie A and her family. When two acquaintances meet each other after a few years you can almost predict what each will say.
First, there would be the customary "How are you's?", "What are you doing here's?", "Eaten already's?" and then the conversation will revert to the children.
Mom: "Eh? Your eldest son leh?"
Auntie A : "Aiya, he doesn't follow us already, he's out dating with his girlfriend. I'm supposed to go to China with him, but now since he has his girlfriend, he doesn't want to follow me, so I'm bringing my youngest. That's why I'm here, to buy winter clothing, China very cold, nowadays."
Mom : "Oh. Wah, your daughter so thin already ar!"
Me! Me! My turn! Say I'm thin too! Quick!
Auntie A : "Yeahla, everyday study, study, study, she was on the Dean's List since forever. She's studying in ... . She has a boyfriend too you know."
I have a feeling Auntie A is not gonna say I'm thin.
Mom : "Wah.."
Auntie A: "Her boyfriend's father drives a Mercedez, you know!"
Mom : "Wah.."
So there we were, at Kluang Station when she related the whole story to my dad, placing great emphasis on China, China, China, winter clothing (adding that the only cold place she's ever been to is Genting), boyfriend and Mercedez.
So actually I wasn't very surprised with all the grandchild thingy. It's just a phase. I'm comforting myself.
Then she added, as an afterthought: "I almost wanted to say that my daughter's boyfriend's father drives a Jaguar!"
Thank god she didn't!
Because the last time I checked, I don't have any boyfriend's father driving no Jaguar.
I don't even have a boyfriend. Period.
*Cosplay - a contraction of the English words "costume" and "play", is a Japanese subculture centered on dressing as characters from manga, anime, tokusatsu, and video games, and, less commonly, Japanese live action television shows, fantasy movies, or Japanese pop music bands. However, in some circles, "cosplay" has been expanded to mean simply wearing a costume.
Saturday, December 09, 2006
Or elephant glue to the soles of your shoes.
She needs her rest, so I'm not bitter or anything eventhough I didn't go out this whole blardy week minus the eating sessions, of course.
And it just occured to me, I've only like 1 blardy week left before leaving for Uni.
Where oh where has my month-long holiday gone?
But we did go out for dinner though, to one of those many makan stalls in Bukit Tinggi, after some indecisiveness of course. Too expensive! I went there yesterday! Just had that this week!
Judging from what I saw at the place where we ate, I must say that Klang people are one productive lot! Little kids swarmed the place, occupying almost every table. Keep it up people, MCA will be extremely proud!
Not that there are no kids at my table but I've always considered my brother and I to be Big Buffalos instead.
We had dinner and then walked over to Kayu for drinks, almost immediately after.
Our excuse? Too early to go home.
SO, there we were, drinking our blardy RM2 punya Milo panas and Nescafe tarik, watching Manchester United playing Manchester City, conversing among ourselves about nothing at all, really.
Eh you know...Ha Ha Ha. Auntie dot-dot-dot... Ha Ha Ha.
Mom : I wonder how clubbing is like, how I wish I can go sometimes.
Brother almost choked. I was amused.
Dad : Aiyo, nothing one lar! What for all these kinds of things.. Haiyo..
Mom : Thank gawd I enjoyed myself first before meeting you, going to disco and stuff.
Now, I'm very amused.
Continues, Yalar, last time we went all the way to PJ Hilton. Happening, man!
Me : Erm, by bus? Heh heh.
Mom : glaring at me, where got disco during the day one! By car, of course.
Me : How old were you then? Wait for it, wait for it..
Mom : nonchalantly, Oh, about 20, 21.
Me : Oh, so I can go clubbing now if I want to lar.
Mom : taken aback, regains composure... Absolutely NOT!
Friday, December 08, 2006
I feel lost,
Crazy and lazy, mixed-up,
Like a martini-"shaken or stirred?"
Haven't had a martini yet, dear sir.
Rambling on like an old
With his clothes tattered and shrivelled
But his eyes,
Oh his eyes, how they twinkled, dear sir.
Sleep would not come,
Mr. Stardust and Mrs. Moonlight
I thought and wandered
Off to a hall of mirrors,
Reflecting a myriad of me but
I could not see, I could not find,
Nope, I could not feel, dear sir.
You would think me mad,
That ubiquitous light bulb
Shone and blinked.
Defiled a book I haven't
Caressed a book I haven't
In the calmness and eerieness of the night,
It Blinked. Finally it did, dear sir.
Of Starlight and Moondust
That's you, dear sir.
THAT'S the result when I have nothing to blog about.
Well, I have actually, but this came out instead.
Who am I to fight the twisted needs of yours truly?
Disclaimer : It is NOT about a guy, or any guy for that matter. Never my intention.
Thursday, December 07, 2006
Wednesday, December 06, 2006
It's about a bedtime story, and how people are ultimately connected and find themselves inexplicably drawn together by forces unseen. These different characters who seemingly have nothing in common and are as diverse as the universe - A Korean mother and her ultra-modern daughter, a sad, stuttering manager,a lovable pair of Indian siblings, an African American father with a niche for crossword puzzles and his son, with a niche for cereal boxes plus many more, intertwined in a way that only happens in, yes, bedtime stories.
The thing that I liked about the movie is how these people trust each other without any qualms and believed the protaganist without any questions asked.
They definitely aren't cynics. Now, how sweet is that.
And of course, a bedtime story isn't complete without its happy ending- with flying eagles and fighting monsters and all that.
Nope, didn't tear up though.
I don't wish to be sucked into something so mundane as this and it's been commented to death but what the heck.
Courtesy of www.thestar.com.my
"The Kota Baru Municipal Council (MPKB) has announced that it would “no longer tolerate indecent dressing” by women, both Muslim and non-Muslim.
Public relations officer Mohd Azman Daham said that under local council by-laws women who “dressed sexily or indecently” could be fined up to RM500. "
How do you define indecent? And who are you to define?
"The council had received complaints from ratepayers that certain shop assistants and waitresses here donned sexy outfits, supposedly to woo more male customers"
I didn't know men can be generalized to be so shallow. For the sake of future generations for it is the men punya seed that is sowed, so to speak, I hope that this isn't true.
"According to ... (don't wanna be sued), there was no denying that men would be aroused by a scantily- dressed woman, as this was human nature"
Go ahead. Play the blame game. Scantily- clad women are the cause of molest, rape, incest. Oooh, you better cover yourself up! If not, you'll get what you deserve.
Don't even show an inch of skin cause men will salivate, get aroused and need to get off. It is their human nature after all.
Rape cases involving grandmothers and innocent children?
Aiya, that one, special case *wink wink*
I tell you what, since we're blaming one sex, why leave the other out of all the fun?
Why not make it compulsory to blind fold all men?
This way, they won't get aroused, and they won't prey on innocent women, women with the freedom to choose whatever the heck they wanna do to themselves.
It's cheap too, you know, to get black cloth.
Only RM3.50 per yard. Maybe enough for 12 people?
Works out to be roughly 30 sen per person.
Ekonomi tak bagus !
Tuesday, December 05, 2006
My life these days revolve around sleeping like a pig until about midday after which like a clockwork, I would brush my teeth, grab the cup of honey and slice of bread my dad prepared and plop myself down on the couch. Not before flipping on the idiot box, though.
I will then channel surf and start reading the day's papers.
Grab a quick shower and plop down again for lunch.
Channel surf once again and if I'm lucky I'll be able to catch a movie or two.
5.30 pm : Fashion Avenue over at Discovery Travel and Adventure.
6.00 pm : Get a kick out of watching the Emperor's concubines bitch and backstab each other.
Bathe again and off for dinner and/or go out somewhere with family or parents.
Comes home and plops down in front of a more intelligent box - The Computer. cue : Oooh. Aaahh.
When it's past midnight and dawn threatens to break in no more than 6 hours, I will then retire to bed and curl up with a good book.
And another day starts.
Man. I am so darn productive.
I need you to take me out. Please? If not I'll blame you for my bigger ass.
Currently loves : The Killers - Sam's Town
Currently boring into : John Steinbeck's Cannery Row
Saturday, December 02, 2006
Scene : Flashes of lightning fills the dark, dark skies; illuminating the heavens, a sign of the coming rumbling thunder. The rain pours, washing away the dirt on the tarred road. Water is rising in the corners; giving off reflections of the street lamps.
A family of four seeks shelter, waiting for the relentless rain to relent.
The car sits across the road.
The youngest girl looks up into the heavens, it seems like it's getting better.
Should they run across?
Teet teet !
The eldest boy opens the car door, it's automated.
The mother runs with all her might, drops of rain plops on her but she doesn't care.
The father and daughter prepares to run across, but what's this?
A hand stops them.
They paused and looked at the brother, to whom the hand belongs, and there under the shelter, the 3 of them understood each other without speaking; and watched.
The door locks; just as the mother reaches for the door handle.
Gosh, we almost died laughing.
Happy World AIDS Day people.
don't play mate-mate;
without being safe.