Tennis No Kuro-Neko

2010-05-18T09:41:00.002+08:00

Almost one year anniversary!

In two days, it'll be my one year anniversary...Not my one year anniversary with my bf but rather my year anniversary on the job! Boy doesn't time fly. In one year I have done these things thanks to my job.
1. Gone to New Zealand and lived their whacky lifestyle including SkyJumping.
2. Gone to Club Med and danced with MJ
3. Won an Iphone which is my new sidekick.
4. Interviewed Kris Allen and watched him perform.
5. Interviewed Elena Dementieva and Sania Mirza.
6. Eaten at MO, Traders, One World, High Tide, Amarin Thai, Delucca and many others for FREE!
7. Discovered the best strawberry meringue at Delicious.
8. Got to know Dilly and DJ in person.
9. Watched Iron Man 2 FREE!
10. Gained five kg and plenty of new friends and acquaintances.

Crappy pay and workload aside, I love my job.... :)

2009-08-03T14:37:00.000+08:00

BORED!

Harlo.....

At work now.....Bored and uninspired...finished up my pages for Sept AND Oct so now planning for Nov....
Mayb i should make my comeback to fanfiction....I am sure my fans will be glad or mad... (hey, that rythms!) We'll see.
Tribute to my other half of my brain, Su Yen who has gone off to a better place and no, she's not dead. Will miss you loads.
Australia is stealing all my best friends from me....I should be best friends with Aussie then...hm...
Boo.....
Going JB tomorrow with Yuzzy. Hotel reviews with the MB of JB are so much fun....yay...
ZZZZ........

2009-05-28T15:00:00.000+08:00

Scums of the Road

I believe good drivers are those who can drive fast without endangering others. Tailgaters and road bullies should be prosecuted. I don’t mind people who have perfected the art of driving fast in hard-earned real fast cars, not those plastic protons and kancil with load pipes like their owners.

It’s just my opinion that some car models have earned the right to be respected on the road. Now I say, car models here, not brands.

There’s a difference and modifying your car won’t make that difference go away. I believe if you are gonna do it, mind as well do it rite. That's why I am saving up for my own imported high performance car and not modifying m'sia's crappy local cars with big exhaust pipes and plastic skirtings and spoilers.

Don’t get me wrong as an ‘art thou holier’ saint. As a speed junkie myself, I get the thrill of going fast and have breached the speed limit ‘occasionally’ but only when I am sure others won’t be put at harm’s way. Also I get away with it because my car is too damn cute. People see a kancil or a Myvi zoom past them, they cursed bloody murder. They see a red classic mini copper, they go ‘aww…’

Like I said, some cars just earn the rights to get away with illegal stuff. Just like our politicians.

To my friends who drives aforementioned local cars, nothing personal unless you do all of the above, then yeah. It’s personal.

Now enough banging plastic cars. Next the pests of the road.

Mat Rempits I believe are products of the government and are like mosquitoes zooming left and right on their grandmother’s road. I say this because of the government’s mentality to protect certain parties thus resulting in the car prices to shoot up like a dick on Viagra.

You figure it out yourself. Not the dick on Viagra part!

Personally I don’t have an issue with motorcyclists in general. Like I said, cars ain’t cheap thanks to someone!

I just have a problem with Mat Rempits. I believe they are poor imitations of stunt men and racers and have further tainted their image to the pits of hell by robbing and hurting innocent people.

You wanna a cheap thrill at the expense of your life, go jump down from KL tower. 30 seconds of wind in your hair before SPLAT! Just like mat rempiting except innocent people will be unharmed. Unless you land on them of course…

I nod my head at the government’s attempts to stop Mat Rempits but seriously, their attempts are like poking a fire with a stick.

I can think of better ways to choke the mat rempit culture and make better use of tax- payers’ money. Stop making movies on Mat rempiting for example. Stop inserting the ideas into their empty heads. I have other ways but it would be too gruesome and messy.

Somehow I get the feeling people won’t like driving on blood-soaked roads….

2009-03-31T18:42:00.000+08:00

Anime Review: GUndam 00
Warning: This will be a Gundam oriented post. So loads of Gundam terminology here.

I am severely disappointed with the ending of Gundam 00.
I've just finished reading the summary on Wikipedia and I only have one word for it.
I am flabbergasted!!
WTF! WTF!
It's just a sad ending to such a potential show with such interesting characters and mecha. I guess the whole plot spiraled out of control with all the action and the lack of character deaths (cough*stellar*cough)
I mean, it wasn't even cheesy. Cheesy I can take cos there will be those 'awwwww' moments. But this time, it's just all over the place and the romance just flies rights over your head.
Heck, the first season of the show even dives into potential pedophilia territory with 21 year old Marina obsessed with 16 year old Setsuna. I suppose the one good point of the end is that those two did not end up together.
It would be like dating his older sister!!
Insert 'Ewwww' moment.
Moreover I see no chemistry between the two, other than a conflict of interest. She's the whimpy princess that hide and babysits while he does all the mindless fighting.
I can say in terms of character development, Gundam Seed still takes the cake even though Kira and Lacus did turn out Saint-like. Hey, at least Athrun was a saving point.

As for Gundam 00, the fact that Celestial Being (refusing to disband and all) just flies off to Jupiter at the end of it all is just.......sad.

Can't we at least see the remaining characters do something more productive with their lives!!!!

Seriously? Seriously?

2009-03-05T23:58:00.000+08:00

Double O.O

I am sure to those who have seen my msn nick, you would be wondering what in the world do I mean.
Let me explain.
Months before finishing off my degree course, I made a deal with my parents. Well, it wasn't so much a deal rather than an agreement to let me bum around for six whole months after my graduation. Initially they agreed. The Prick even considered it a good idea to take time off to do the things I won't be able to do when once I've subjected myself to the labour force. That was months ago and I knew I should have gotten it down in writing, signed and all.
Heck, I knew I wasn't gonna be bumming completely as I wanted to further my studies later on.
Then out of nowhere, I find myself forced into applying for a job I don't want in a company I know nothing about.
All of which by the pressure of the Prick himself. After all that bloody speech about taking time off and what crap!
I was resistant not to work, keeping to my promise to myself. I've been studying all my life and now I just want to take a 6 months breather before continuing to slave away for the rest of my life.
My determination lasted for a month and a half. After which, I just gave in to his presistancy and consistency (I hate this moto) and applied for the damn job just to shut him up. It didn't help that he was holding my club membership hostage and refusing me my tennis and my gym!
At the same time, I was determined to further my studies now, seeing as I wanted so desperately to get away from him. I started preparing my application stuffs for universities in Australia behind his back.
Lol and behold, I got a call back for an interview with that damn company. So in an attempt to sabotage myself from this job, I went for the interview totally unprepared with nothing in my head regarding the company.
Who's the CEO? No idea.
What are we about? No clue.
Well, I did alot of don't's in that interview and the lady said I was quite laidback. With good reason, woman.
Well, apparently there are 4 stages to the process.
1. Interview
2. EQ Test
3. Presentation
4. Final interview.
Well, I got to the second part. Damn. But hey, on the bright side, another chance to sabotage myself.
So I went and screwed up the EQ test (or so I thought) Only to get a damn phone call the following week, saying I need to come in for the third stage!!!
WTF! WTF! WTF!
There are other people out there who want this job more than me! Pick them! I am just trying to be nice and step aside for them and save myself and the company time and money! I just did it to satisfy the Prick and to get my club membership!
While all this is going on, my right brain was banging itself against my skull trying to spill out a prose for my application. Let's just say, I started writing it the weekend before the deadline.
Needless to say I am not pleased with the essay but had no choice but to send it in.
If I somehow managed to get accepted based on that, then I am definitely going back to church and devoting my soul back to God again. I've been a bad Christian...
Now as I wait for my university applications, I am also double-waiting for my presentation date to sabo myself again and also replies from other places I've applied to under the pestering of my parents.
While other people face the challenge of seeking work, I face the headache of looking for unwilling work while waiting for my application!
So to those out there who are complaining about looking for work or universities, shaddup cos you don't have to do two at once!

2008-11-26T21:17:00.001+08:00

FedEx Back!

Tuesday, 18 Nov is officially the best day of my 21 years of life!
Long story short.
Superstar Roger Federer signed my tennis ball.

He smiled at me! *waking up at 7 am in the morning was so worth it!*

Up close and personal, Roger Federer is so damn hot!
Come 7pm, I was in Bukit Jalil with my friends to watch Roger, Blake, McEnroe and Borg. My seats were worth the heart attack and money to get for they were court side seats right behind the asshole VIP buggers.
I'll let the pictures do all the talking here on.

For more pictures, go to my Facebook.

The curse of youth

2008-11-02T01:05:00.000+08:00

The curse of youthful looks.

I went for a drinking session with a couple of my friends at Laundry Bar. We wandered the place after that and went up to Sanctuary to check out the new Ice Bar. Out of the four of us, only one was underage and underdressed. Dressed in baggy short pants and flip-flops, my sister was dressed for the pasar malam rather than a club.
We walked in with another group with her sandwiched behind Shaun and me bringing up the rear so that the bouncer didn't see her.
Our ruse worked. She was in and off we go to the Ice Bar. Except for one small problem.
The bouncer stopped me instead. He gestured to see my Id which I showed him after several seconds of looking for the damn card amongst my many important cards. After several seconds of checking my birth date, he let me in.
Now, if this was KL Loft where they're bloody strict with the age and would check EVERYONE's ic, then I would not have any problem. However, as it is, I was singled out tonight because of one haunting factor.
My youthful looks.
Dammit!
For the hundredth time since I've turned 18, someone has once again mistaken me for a high school kid! People keep thinking I am 16!!!
The first two years, it was flattering but now, it's just getting bothersome and annoying.
What the hell do I have to do to get some adult acknowledgement in this God forsaken land!!
Dress up more like an aunty? Show a bit more fleshLayer my face with mountains of foundation followed by excessive make up?
I mean, seriously!!
Do I have to be 30 years first before I can start looking like 21?

2008-10-07T22:34:00.000+08:00

Grieving a loss

This post is dedicated to my baby of just 2 weeks. As of today (7 Oct 08) at 930pm, my beloved kitten passed away due to unknown reasons.

Exactly 2 weeks ago, when I was in the midst of preparing for my final campaign, God saw fit to toss this adorable little thing my way. I took him in, at first intending to leave it in some alley way behind a mamak but as it was, I ended up taking care of it as I have done my past several cats. All the cats I've taken in have been raised since kittenhood and all of whom I love dearly.
All the times I had loving it, adoring it even when it shits and pees everywhere.
It was my baby, my second official son after my first male cat.
I loved it like a mother would her child.

I fed it, cleaned after it, played with it and watch it try to meet its older brother...
Just today morning it was cuddled up next to me in bed, purring and meowing happily. Why, it even had the nerves to pee on me when I laid it on my chest to sleep.
Just this morning, it was fine.
And now it's gone.
I got home from the club only to find it lying limp in its cage. Its head was nerveless as was its body. I wrapped it in a towel, trying to keep it warm while it made soft noises through its clenched mouth. It kept looking at me as I cried like a pathetic fool. The last time I cried unhindered was when my first two cats died before my own two eyes. They died of old age. This little one died from some unknown reason.

When it took its last breath, I cried harder over its still body. I was foolish enough to think God would bring it back to life there and then. Why would He put something so precious in my life only to take it away 2 weeks later?
Why? To punish me?
If so, why not me? Why must it be my baby?
Now it's gone, its shell wrapped up in a towel and kept in a box to be buried. I loved it so much that it actually hurts. I feel as though a piece of my soul had died with it.
A lot of people would not understand this pain, thinking it's only a cat. I curse those people for their insensitiveness or maybe it's just my grief talking. Maybe not.

I never even got around to naming it properly. All we have been calling it was Poopie Cat because it pooped a lot. But it was so cute and adorable I can't help but love it even more.
And now, it's gone. Just like that.

Rest in Peace, my precious baby kitten.
You'll have always a place of love in my heart.
I'll miss you dearly...
Ai Shiteru....

2008-08-02T00:10:00.000+08:00

Rock a bye Sleep

ZZZZZ....
Sleep has officially become a thing of the past. While I’ve always managed to stick to my bedtime for the last several years of sleeping before 1am, of the late, I’ve leapt waayyyy beyond my nappy time.

Things have just become super busy and complicated and as there is only 24 hours in a day, sleep has been eluding me. I am making up for it by napping in the afternoons and overdosing myself with extra powerful caffeine in the mornings so that no one would be none the wiser.
Throw in my final year campaign, adv client hunting and a seminar paper and soon sleep will become a luxury to those who could afford it.
Like this adorable little rascal here

Nappy time!

2008-07-16T20:13:00.000+08:00

UPDATE!

You asked for it. You got it! An update!
People have been asking me why I haven't updated after the rapid series of updates in May and June. I'll tell you why. Internship is over.
No more sitting in front of the computer, pretending to be busy and making phone calls!
Better yet, my tennis tournament is over. Made it to semi-finals before getting trashed by a soft-hitting state player! What pisses me off was the fact I wasn't playing my usual self. Now I know what Federer is going through.
Please pray for him that he would kick Nadal's ass for Olympic, US Open and all tournaments and maintain his No.1 status. Amen.
Now it's back to college with ample stress for the final year campaign on exercise. I also have to look for advertisements for the college paper and write a seminar paper. Busy busy busy
Dammit. There goes my social life....
So as a forewarning for the next four months, be careful when approaching me. I could be a bitchy mood most of the time. So if you feel like tempting death, please feel free to insult me. I will not be held responsible for whatever happens.

Signing out.

2008-06-23T12:26:00.000+08:00

Tagged by Alys

Instructions:
Remove one question from below and add in your personal question, making it a total of 20 questions. Then tag 8 people from your list. List them out at the end of the post. Notify them that they have been tagged.

1) At what age do you wish to marry?
:: around 35

2) Where will you go if someone sponsors you a tour ticket?
:: Australia, France, UK and US. (Notice what these places have in common)

3) What's your favourite thing to do?
:: watching anime and writing.

4) Do you think money can buy happiness?
:: no. But it will sure lead to something that resembles happiness.

5) Do you believe you can survive without money?
:: Can. If I was dead.

6) What are you afraid to lose the most?
:: my tennis rackets and my laptop.

7) If you win $1 million, what will you do?
:: meet Roger Federer.

8) Dream job?
:: Pro tennis player

9) List out 3 good points about the person who tagged you
:: Funny

:: Blur
:: Likes sushi!

10) If you have only one wish, what will you wish for?
:: to meet and play against Roger Federer.

11) If you could rewind time, would you?
:: yup so that I can pick up tennis at 2, become national champion at 10 and world number 1 by 18

12) What's your ambition?
:: Writer

13) What's your favourite song at the moment?
:: What you got – Colby O Donis

14) If you can teleport once, where would you go?
:: wherever Roger Federer is….

15) What do you think is the most important in your life?
:: 1) Family.

16) If you could undo one mistake in the past, what would it be?
:: took up tennis instead of swimming.
17) If you have a chance, which part of your character would you like to change?
:: center-mindedness

18) What music have you been listening to recently?
:: Anime OST

19) What is the one thing you cannot do but you wish you could?
:: play tennis at profession level.

My question:
20) Sushi or Steamboat?
:: Steamboat.

I tag:
- Prax
- Audrey
- Leon
- Angeline
- Shu Fenn
- Yasmin
- Anyone

2008-06-22T20:48:00.000+08:00

Happy Broke. Broken Happy.

As you can probably tell by the title, I am broke. As in flat broke. No money. Well, at least until my cheque come through at the bank.
But I am happy. It's the kinda of feeling you get when you know you'll definitely suffer after that but then again, who cares! Worry about that later!
Shall I show thee my purchases that has led to my current predicament?

My longly hunted knee high boots that cost RM 100 from NS, AmCorp.
Two skirts from Japan.

A RM12 key chain and a Slam Dunk soft toy from Anime Tech (shh. It's a gift)

A Babolat grip for one of my babies aka my tennis rackets.

My weekly Starbucks dosage of Java Chip ice-blended. I know this picture is not Starbucks but it represents Starbucks. It's Gloria Jeans by the way.

Yup. As you see, I am broke but happy. Now all I need is for a nice pair of casual wear Puma or Nike shoes to fall onto my lap. And maybe a switchblade or a hunting knife as well. I like sharp things.
*hint*

Of course my state of euphoria could also be contributed by the fact it's my LAST WEEK of internship!

Peace out.

2008-06-13T09:04:00.000+08:00

An emotional roller coaster.

That's what I am going through now. Through this whole week. I was unable to place a name to the situation of ups and downs I've been feeling and now at the end of my 6th week at work, I finally found a name for it.
Emotional roller coaster aka ERC.
Looking back, I can see why I've been feeling so lifeless this whole week because the emotional strain can really drain the life out of you.
Let's start with monday. Considering it was the start of my sixth week aka 3rd last week at work, I tried to look at things with a positive outlook and spirit. The work load has slowed down a bit now but not to the point I am practically dying for work. It was nice and the best part was that Zoey and Yasmin were on their way back from Singapore that day. Come 530 on the dot, I braved heavy showers and pouring cats and dogs to make a mad dash to the monorail station. By the time, I reached home, it was exactly 6pm and I was energetic enough to go for a jog/run to get in shape for my upcoming tennis tournament.
Then enters Tuesday.
Usual my favorite day apart from Friday and Saturday, I was taken off-guard by the assignment I received that morning at work. And the funny thing was it was a matter of wrong place and at the wrong time. Had I not been there at that time at that place, I would be less one assignment. Worst part was it required me to do what I hated to do. Talk to people. So there I was, running up and down the office, taking pictures of everyone (don't ask) while resisting the urge to place my foot up some of their stuckup asses. Seriously, it's just a bloody picture. Who gives a damn if you're one hell of a fat ass overloaded with lard!
Come 530 again, I was ready to bolt out the door but noooo....They wanted me to print out the pictures in colour. Shit. So I did what I had to in order to maintain my unblemished record of never doing overtime past 6. I lied.
(insert readers' reaction: *gasp* you did!)
Yup. I did.
Said that I have to run off to meet a guy about one of the initial projects I was handling. So my work was passed on. To audrey nonetheless.
(Sorry sorry sorry sorry, babe! Luv ya!)
To comfort myself, I scoffed down an ice-cream from Mc'D followed by nasi lemak from Paandi.
To make my moon worst further, it completely slipped my mind that my good friend, Shaunnette Boey was leaving to Australia. (finally) Last minute plans were made to meet up with him at Paandi.
I hate Tuesday...
Wednesday was the middle of the week and hence the worst of my ERC ride. I admit I was actually saddened by the fact Shaun was leaving (you laugh now, Boey!) and wasn't in the mood to interact with people at all. Call me anti-social but come on, I just lost one of my closest friend to Australia. Again! Curse you, Australia!
The only good thing was that I was loaded with work. For once I was actually glad for the workload. Kept my mind off my loss. (Let us bow our heads in silence to respect the departed...)
Thursday.....was normal. Usual workload with enough time to read fanfictions in between. I updated my stories on fanfiction.net and the reviews came pouring in. I love my reviewers! They are my dearest fans! I feel much better after reading what they said. Again I ran off early to see the aforementioned guy to collect the project materials. (ehm!bullshit!)
Friday, which is today has only just begun and I am already planning out my steps for today as to how to appear busy. I am happy today is friday due to the fact today is friday! The end of my 3rd last week of internship!
Yay!! After today, 2 more weeks to go!
As of today, I only have 11 more working days to survive! (does the happy dance)
With this my ERC is coming to its end at least for this week. Hopefully the ride will be spoiled next week and the week after because I hate emo, anti-social me!

Ciao!

2008-06-09T08:28:00.000+08:00

Work and Tennis

Just three more weeks to go....I don't know how am I gonna last that long. Well, I have survived for 5 weeks now. I suppose I just need to survive another 3 weeks. Shit man...
Work aside, I got at least a month to buck up and get into shape for the inter-collage tennis tournament. At least that is something to look forward too. The down side is if I don't find another female player for the team, I'll be playing singles AND doubles! And let it be know that I DON'T PLAY DOUBLES!

It's not that I lan si or anything. I just can't play doubles. On the court I am a selfish person who likes running after every shot and calculating my own game. In doubles I just can't find my tempo. After all in doubles u'r only as strong as ur partner. And let's just say if I play doubles, my partner will be tempted to kill me instead of our opponents. And vice versa.

So if there are any Taylor's girl players out there, step forth!

On the bright side of the next three weeks is that Zoey will be back from Singapore today. Hence I have a training partner to practice with! Yay!!

Other than that, I think Federer is going through a mid-life crisis especially with his current state. And the guy is only 25 years old!

Watching him play in the France Open, it seems to me he is hardly putting any effort into the match against Nadal. The only reason he wants in on the finals is to maintain his no. 1 status but seems to me he has given up on the France Open title.

Or maybe it's just me thinking through this too deeply.

Hopefully he won't retire the way Henin did or I shall go into depression. As in really depressed depression. Hopefully that will be years from now...

Just pointless rambling at this point to lepas steam.
Summary of this post...
Work sucks,
Tennis rocks
Federer needs to get his head back in the game.
I need to get my lazy ass back into the game.

Ciao.

2008-05-22T10:53:00.000+08:00

MIA x 2!

There's this saying that goes....3 strike and you're OUT!
Well, I believe my strikes just ran out today when my boss failed to turn up again for the third day in a row!
His excuse his time: Pengsan last night due to low blood pressure. Seeing doctor today.
I was chuckling and grinning stupidly yet again.
And not only that my super boss also might not be coming! For the first time in history (according to my co-workers here) Eddie Soo (my supervisor) took MC from work.
My luck today is so awesome so far, i might just try out for lottery!
Peace out

2008-05-21T14:48:00.001+08:00

2 Hours 1/2 min....

It is 3 pm and everyone is back from lunch including those who weren't in for the morning. That means Supervisor no. 2 aka super super boss is also back. So the office is more noisy now...
That only means that as I get more sleepy, I have to be more carefully at pretending to be busy.
Cheh.

2008-05-21T10:52:00.000+08:00

Boss MIA

2 posts within the period of two working days.
Wow.
Definitely something wrong here.
I shouldn't be so free yet again.
But yet again, both my supervisors aren't here and I've already finished work assigned to me. I am that efficient.
Well, at least I won't have to keep waiting in anticipation for my direct supervisor to pop out of nowhere. I heard from Jamie (one of the staffs) that he msg her to say he wasn't coming in.
Here's the msg read aloud: Still down with stomach flu. Don't expect me to come in.
Jamie's reply: We don't expect you to.
At this point I was chuckling under my breath and when I dropped by Audrey's desk after, I was grinning stupidly by the news. My boss is MIA, having practically declared leave as he's leaving next week and doesn't give a 'flying fuck' (I quote him). And the other one is nowhere in sight yet.
Now all I have to do is occupy my self and pretend to look busy.
Hm...I think I shall take a longer lunch break.

2008-05-20T16:02:00.000+08:00

Paid to be Bored

I know I should not be free enough to so openly start blogging. I also know there's something wrong that I have just spent the whole day at work, doing nothing but playing online sudoku, reading and surfing the net.
But then again who can blame me?
It's not my fault my supervisor and super super boss (super supervisor) are not around to tell me to do anything. So I am just sitting here...gathering dust while I type this post.
Just random thoughts floating about in my head.
I know i am not going into advertising as my career but a msn conversation with prax got me thinking of another future for me.
I can be a 'Ah Long' aka Loan Shark!
I am good with money and I know how to chase people who owe me relentlessly. Just ask Prakash and Eric.
The money I get from this part time job can be used to fun my writing! How cool is that!
At the same time, I can also be a lecturer at Taylor's with a reasonable pay, flexible working hours and minimal stress!
Woohoo! I have my career all planned out!
So what the heck am I doing in an advertising firm...?
Oh right... Grades.
Cheh. Stupid education system.

2008-05-18T22:07:00.001+08:00

Tagged by Alyssa

Rules:
1. The rules of the game get posted at the beginning.
2. Each player answers the questions about themselves.
3. At the end of the post the player then tags 5 people and posts their names, then goes to their blogs and leaves a comment, letting them know they got tagged and to ask them to play and read your blog.

Starting time: 2135
Name: Tania
Sisters: 2
Brothers: 0
Shoe size: z
Height: 156cm
Where do you live: Malaysia
Favourite drinks: starbucks
Favourite breakfast: mcD
Have you ever been on a plane: Yup
Swam in the ocean: Yup
Fallen asleep in school: Nope.
Broken someone's heart: dunno

Fell off your chair: can’t remember

Sat by the phone all night waiting for someone to call: Nope
Saved e-mails: Nope
What is your room like: A dumpster
What's right beside you: cushion

What is the last thing you ate: Mochi
Ever had chicken pox: Yup
Sore throat: Yup
Stitches: Nope
Broken nose: Nope
Do you believe in love at first sight: It can happen
Like picnics: Nope
Who was the last person you danced with: Friends.

Last made you smile: I am smiling now.
You last yelled at: Someone

Today did you:
Talk to someone you like: Yup
Kissed anyone: Nope
Get sick: Not yet.
Talked to an ex: Nope
Miss someone: Yup
Best feeling in the world: Be with someone you like.
Do you sleep with stuffed animals: Yeah, if it’s breathing, furry and has claws.
What's under your bed: Dustmites
Who do you really hate: Two-faces, spoilt people.

What time is it now: 2145

Randoms :
Q: Is there a person who is on your mind right now: Nada
Q: Do you have any siblings: Yup
Q: Do you want children: Yup

Q: Do you smile often: Yup

Q: Do you like your hand-writing: Nope
Q: Are your toenails painted: Nope
Q: Whose bed other than yours would you rather sleep in: None

Q: What colour shirt are you wearing: Purple
Q: What were you doing at 7:00pm yesterday: Tennis
Q: I can't wait till: I finish my stupid internship
Q: When did you cry last: two Tuesdays ago…
Q: Are you a friendly person: if I have to be.
Q: Do you have any pets: Yup

Where is the person you have feelings for right now? – Somewhere.
Did the last person you held hands with mean anything to you now? – yup
Do you sleep with the TV on? – No.
What are you doing right now? – watching CSI
Have you ever crawled through a window? – Nope
Can you handle the truth? - yes
Are you closer to your mother or father? - Mother
Who was the last person you cried in front of? – no one.
How many people can you say you've really loved? - dunno
Do you eat healthy? - Nope...
Do you still have pictures of you & your ex? - nope
Have you ever cried because of something someone said to you? - Yea...
How often do you go to church? – one a week.
If you're having a bad day, who are you most likely to go to? - My cats
Are you loud or quiet most of the time? – It depends on the people I am with

Are you confident? - fairly

5 things I was doing 10 years ago..(1998)
1-Homework
2-Watching TV
3-writing
4-swimming
5-Reading

5 things on my to-do list today
1- shopping

2- church
3- petaling street
4- lazy around
5- finish up a chapter of my story

5 snacks I enjoy
1-Chocolate
2-ice cream
3-coffee

4-mochi
5-meat

5 things I would do if I were a billionaire
1- Donate...
2- Tennis
3- Travel around the world...
4- Shopping...
5- Spend it with family...

5 of my bad habits
1-Lazy
2-Messy
3-over confident
4-Untidy
5-immature sometimes

5 places I have lived in
1-petaling jaya
2-kuching
3-maluri
4-taiping
5-hotel

5 jobs I've had
1-Student Helper
2-intern
3-dancer
4-model
5-Student

5 people I tag
1- prax
2- angeline
3- yuzzy
4- shu fenn
5- whoever else who wants to do this tag

END TIME: 2159

2008-05-06T09:46:00.000+08:00

First day of Internship

With the start of my internship with Grey's Worldwide, I am thrown into a world of stress, stress and OMG, what am I doing here?
And that was only the first day.
On Day One, I learnt the basic routine in an advertising company. Since I am in the account department, I picked up on how clients and advertisers work. This means a lot of paper, here and there to that person and this person. I was given the job of researching for a microwave, fridge and nescafe dispenser. Apparently it was for Dunhill's new customer lobby or something.
Then at 3 pm, I was sent on an errand to KLCC. Alone!
All the funny thing was that I was going there to look for a shop called D'Nata for a gift wrapping trainer!
Not bad for a first day job...
So I had to take the Monorail and the LRT to get there. Damn, truth be told, it was a bit scary being alone and all.
Day 2 wasn't so bad. The interns was sent to buy donuts from Pavillion but that resulted us returning to work 5 minutes late...ONLY!
Other from that, Day 2 was more bearable than Day 1.
Hopefully Day 3 wouldn't so stressful considering 99% of the staff will be in PJ Hilton for a meeting. The remaining 1% is well...my supervisor and us interns.
Yay....

2008-05-04T14:56:00.000+08:00

Tagged by Alys

LAYER 1: ON THE OUTSIDE
Name: Tania Wee
Birth Date: 8 July 1987
Current Status: Single
Eye Colour: Dark Brown
Hair Colour: Black
Righty or Lefty: Lefty

LAYER 2: ON THE INSIDE
My Heritage: Chinese
Fears: Rejection
My Weaknesses: Tennis, anime
My Perfect Pizza: Pepperoni

LAYER 3: YESTERDAY, TODAY, TOMORROW
My Thoughts First Waking Up: Zzzz
My Bedtime: I don’t wanna sleep
My Most Missed Memory: My cheerleading years

LAYER 4: MY PICK
Pepsi or Coke: Coke
McDonald's or Burger King: McD
Single or Group Dates: Single
Adidas or Nike: Nike
Tea or Nestea: Nestea
Chocolate or Vanilla: Chocolate
Cappuccino or Coffee: Coffee please...starbucks...hm...

LAYER 5: DO YOU...
Smoke: Nope
Curse: Plenty
Take a Shower: Yup…duh
Have a Crush: Not at the moment
Think You've Been In Love: Yup
Go To School: It’s called Uni
Want To Get Married: Yup
Believe In Yourself: Yup
Think Your A Health Freak: I like my food but exercise is also important to me

LAYER 6: IN THE PAST
Drank Alcohol: Yeah
Gone To The Mall: I shop online… note the sarcasm
Been On Stage: Modeled, performed, presented….take your pic
Eaten Sushi: Love it
Dyed Your Hair: Plenty of times

LAYER 7: HAVE YOU EVER...
Played A Stripping Game: Yup at a swimming competition…
Changed Who You Were To Fit In: Never.

LAYER 8: AGE YOU'RE HOPING...
To Be Married: 30

LAYER 9: IN A GUY...
Best Eye Colour: Depends on hair colour and looks
Best Hair Colour: Depends on eye colour and looks
Short Hair or Long Hair: Depends on eye and hair colour and looks

LAYER 10: WHAT WERE YOU DOING...
A Minute Ago: Watching Madonna and Timberlake ‘4 minutes’ MV
Hour Ago: Writing
4.5 Hours Ago: Shooting
1 Month Ago: Preparing for exam
Year Ago: Bumming on a 2 month break

LAYER 11: FINISH THE SENTENCES...
I love: men
I feel: bored
I hate: busybodies and annoying bossy people
I hide: secrets
I miss: dancing and modeling
I need: nothing and no one at the moment

LAYER 12: TAG 3 PEOPLE
one: Yasmin
two: Prax
three: Harmini

2008-05-01T08:14:00.000+08:00

Invasion of Privacy....AGAIN!

This is too much, man....
I go out for a night of fun and comedy only to come back and find my precious laptop used by my greasy old dad who has no respect whatsoever for other people's things due to the mere fact that he bought it for me.
I mean wtf!
He said, it belongs to him because he bought it for me and paid for it.
A mere technicality in ownership and investment, I say.
Well, that's beyond the point. Heck was I already annoyed with the fact he used my laptop just so he could surf the net and watch tv at the same time, I check my history and find that he has been going through my friend's blogs!
Oh, hell no! *starts cursing in various different languages*
Dude, blogs are like journals and diaries! You don't read them! They are not for the eyes of parents!!
It's bad enough that I can't bitch about him as he always throws a tantrum whenever I post a emo post regarding him (refer to past entries) Har-lo, this is my blog. My thoughts from my mind. And trust me. The posts here are a whole lot more censored than the thoughts going through my head.
This has gone too far.
Hence, to protect my privacy and those of my friends from my busybody father, DEFENSES UP!
Behind this shield of protection and password, he shall not lay eyes on my inner thoughts of world destruction and mayhem. Hehehehe!!

p.s: Currently invited reader of this blog, tell those who wish to read my blog to email me at firefly_angel59@hotmail.com for an invitation and I shall see if they were worthy and trustworthy. *insert evil crackle*

2008-04-11T21:48:00.000+08:00

A Book for Thought?

I am gonna be perfectly honest with my self here especially since it's concerning my future. I am currently doing persuasive comm (PR, advertising, event management) and only recently, it hit me. Why am I doing that anyway?
Oh rite. Back then when everyone was telling me that persuasive comm is where the money is at and so I thought to myself 'Hey, I could have the best of both worlds here.' Thing is, I've been writing since i was in standard 4 (10 years old) and I love my writing more than anything else (well, except tennis) So when enrolling in Uni, in a moment of greed, I chose a different field over something I love.
Boy, am I paying the price now.
I absolute suck at advertising and although I did well in PR, it's boring and rigid. As for event management, well, it's my last saving grace. I enjoy organizing stuffs and helping out. I actually enjoy the stress and satisfaction at the accomplishing something. Then I eventually came to realizing something. I hate working with people (no offense to people paired or grouped with me) And the funny thing is, I never realize it until i was here.
Funny huh?
And i know at this point, my good friend Prakash would be snickering his head off with 'I told you so' going through his head right about now. Don't deny it, dude!
Then came creative writing class. That was when I realize how much I miss writing and how much I have lost my mojo for it. In my pursue for something else, I sacrificed my passion.
Aw, shucks.
Hence in conclusion (see! I am doing it again!) I am determine to set my path right again. I was inspired by a fellow author on fanfiction.net. That's right. My secret identity as a fanfiction writer is out. Good luck tracking me down.
Anyway, she's like me, trapped in the grip of education for something she doesn't like. Instead of going with the flow, she took her own action to realize her dream.
Therefore I am going to follow her example and start writing again. And not just writing fanfiction this time. I am going to start planning and writing a series of books!
I mean, let's face it. I am turning 21 soon and the only future I truly see myself happy in would be to be a full time novelist. Of course I wouldn't mind diving into a bit of event management first but that's just to generate enough money to support me when I go into writer's isolation for my novels.
To those who have read my stories, you should understand how much I want to do this. So support me as I do this in years to come.
Ciao!

2008-04-07T18:34:00.000+08:00

First Tag

I was tagged courtesy of Prax. I am usually not a tag person but this one caught my interest. So I am gonna try it out.

Rules:
You have to come up with 8 different points about your perfect guy/girl.
Tag 8 victims to join this game and leave a comment on their blog.
If you are tagged the second time, there is NO need to do this again.
HAVE FUN DOING IT.

1. He must be respectful.

He must respect me for who and what I am and what I do. As I'll respect him just as well, I will expect no less from him. He must respect my wishes and my secrets. He may not agree with them but being respectful is all I need.

2. He has to be honest.
What every relationship needs in order to work is honesty. Even if he's not willing to share some of his secrets, at least a mild forewarning would be nice. I'll have my little dark secrets as well so I'll just be as honest if it's important to the relationship.

3. He must have a backbone/spine.
For one thing, I like a guy who can stand up to me if it calls for it. I don't need a wimpy guy who bows to my every remarks and comments because it's boring and I don't need that! Even if it means going into a full-blown argument, in the end, if it's meant to be it, it'll work out. So stand up for yourself!

4. He must not be afraid to show affection.
I am a person constantly longing for affection no matter how small it may seem. A simple praise or hug or brush of the hand will do. He must not be afraid to display it especially in public.

5. He has to be sensitive
He must be able to protect me. Physically, mentally and emotionally. All the works. I know he can't always be there for me nor will he be a mind reader. At least have a clue of what is going on with me. Ask around if he has to. The effort shows that he cares.

6. Million dollars buried in Mexico AKA Humble.
Even if he has a million dollar empire somewhere in the world and is the heir to it, don't boast about it. I like a down-to-earth guy who is simple and humble. However at the same time, don't be so cheap to the point I am paying for everything. I am a girl. I like to be pampered and splurged on. Also, if he's somewhat book smart or street smart, don't show off. Nobody likes a show-off.

7. He must get along with my friends.
My friends are dear to me, especially those I have known for ages or value their opinion. Fact being is that they have known me longer than he has and thus sometimes are my voice of reason in my love sick mind. Pass the test of Yasmin Ahmad Kamil and he's definitely a keeper.

8. Last of all, he must be into tennis.
I am a tennis maniac so I would like to someone who at least can hold a decent conversation with me about tennis or know at least who is Roger Federer. That is the least I am asking for. It would be a definite plus if he knew how to play tennis. Think of it as a money saving date where we play tennis instead of going for a movie or dinner. Hehe.

So if the ideal guy who so happens to stumble across this entry and fulfills majority of these points, then give me a call. lol.

Here are the 8 people I tag.
- Angeline
- Foongy
- Gary
- Fuzzy-Yuzzy
- Shu-Fenn
- Lindy
- Mimi
- Prax

Have fun!

Girls Nite Out

2008-03-30T22:14:00.000+08:00

Girls Nite Out.

I love this title. U will see why later.
Zo came back for a week's break and we decided that instead of spending money on chillis or fridays, we should just get wasted for one night. We had dinner at Zo's house (Pizza, KFC, popcorn and satay) before we headed out to Laundry Bar for drinking.
Zo wanted to see M'sia's first Ice Bar so I took them up to Sanctuary. The -15 degrees temperature soon chased us from the room that resembles a freezer with stools. We settled to sit outside instead. All so adventures Zo and May ordered a Flaming Ferrari. God, I hate the waitress at Sanctuary. She was snickering when only those two ordered one drink. What the heck is her problem?

After they were done bottoms up, we headed down to Laundry Bar where Shaun was calling. (Now do u see the humour in the title?)

Heineken was the first thing they ordered. Cherrie and Zo bottoms up theirs faster than I and Yasmin drank our mocktail....
Ee May was already on her way to la-la land by now. Darn, I forgot May had a low tolerance...shouldn't have started with a ferrari.
Much beer and cocktail + Zo + Cherrie + Tipsy May =
...well, this.

And this.

Followed by this.
Not to forget this.

I tried posting the videos but it took forever after 2 tries so I gave up. You will see them soon enough. Somewhere. In the near future.

Hangover after Church

2008-03-25T08:48:00.000+08:00

I am a genius I tell ya.
A prodigy.
One of a kind.
I mean who else but me would come up with the stupid idea to get wasted on a Sunday afternoon. It started with me and Cherrie sitting around the dining table after lunch, bitching about certain unfortunate individuals. Then out of nowhere, my amazing brain decided to do something radical.
So lemme introduce you to my two best friends; Kahlua and Bailey's.

Good friends I tell ya. Always supporting you in the stupidest and most dangerous things.

The first glass seemed perfectly harmless and hey, even fun. This was seconded with glass number 2, 3, 4, 5...

I lost count of how many of these two I drank. Oh well. Let's just say my aiming on time crisis 3 was a little off but i managed. When the liquor finally got the better of me, I being the all so wise one, took a nap.
A figgin nap that resulted in a mind-thumping migrain. Ya know, the kind where everyone and everything is a pest because everything lead to lances and lances of pain.
Yeah, that kind.
It took several hours to wear off and by then, it was bed time! A whole day gone just like that.
My, I had no idea Kahlua and Bailey's were that good. They can even make time go past fast!
Whee!!

Hypocrite

2008-02-23T13:55:00.000+08:00

'You only know how to hurt people'
Yeah. I agree with you. I love doing it. It's my favorite pasttime. I guess that makes us two of a kind. Damn, it sucks to be your daughter.

Updates!!

2008-01-26T22:33:00.000+08:00

Yo, minma! Ohayo!
It's time for an update so I shall present to you an update! Here's what that has been going on in my life recently.
Last Saturday, I had a student helper's party and it was fun! There was BBQ and I luv DYI BBQ!

LOads of cam-whoring there and finally I got at least half my paycheck. Too bad we couldn't go drinking after...
Next, THaipusam is around the corner and we (me, Audrey & Eric) had to cover it for our ER assignment so we decided to visit the batu caves the night before via KTM and train. Whoa, it was jam pack all the way with stinking sweaty people left and right. The things we do for a good grade...sigh...

Prax came along because he had to do a news article for his newspaper. So he was sort of like our unofficial bodyguard from Klang.
I am proud to announce that I have climb the 272 steps of Batu Caves!!
Also, with a tribute to boredom, I have discovered the joys and fun of watching BLEACH, thanks to Aud who recommended it. Currently at episode 39 at the moment, I intend to catch up during the CNY holiday. Right now, there's 157 episodes altogether. No sweat. If I can watch 178 episodes of Prince of Tennis, not including the 16 episodes of OVA, I can surely watch it all in no time! Muahahaha!!!
As for assignments, they are piling in as usual. I have several group projects, a couple of individual ones, presentations to make, websites to create and stories to write. Overall, still hanging in here. But any help in any form is still welcome! Hehe.
My tennis is on the rusty end but I am still okay except for my backhand and my footing. Hopefully I would be ready for the college selection tournament. Hopefully I would be president of the club/captain of the team so that I can fight for team jackets for us to wear during tournaments. Gambatte!
Hm, what else....
That's about it.
Ja Ne!

Work Paid Off

2008-01-08T12:41:00.000+08:00

I've just received some good news! My work has been approved and will be used for the Taylor's SAM awards presentation this Saturday (12/1/08) Yay!!!!
Best part is....I am being paid!!!
My first real job as a mass comm student and I am getting paid! Here's my work of art. Although I admit I am not really happy with it but at least it's a first and I am getting paid!!

However this does not mean you leeches can come after me, asking me to belanja makan. Bleh! :p

Paintball = 'Pain'ball

2008-01-06T22:15:00.000+08:00

What better way to embrace the new year than in pain?
In tribute to my younger sister's birthday, my cousin and I took the liberty of organizing a small paintball outting for her.
At 10:00 on 2 jan 2008, we were standing outside the new paintball field at Astaka field, wearing jackets for protection.

Weapons of Mass Destructions

Once we were briefed on the safety and equipments, we were so stroke and ready!

Welcome to the dark side....

Let the shooting and pain begin! Birthday girl

There were 6 of us so it was a 3 vs 3 game which us switching every round. We discovered that the birthday girl was in fact a sharp shoot thanks to her days in the arcade. Zoey embraced her inner maniac and went on a shooting spree on Yasmin whom was helpless against her assault. Out of all of us, Yasmin obtained the nicest and biggest bruise, thanks to Zoey. One of the many bruises...

In the end, we had loads of fun (& bruises). A full stomach was the best way to end this exciting morning/afternoon as we retired to Paandi for lunch after. That was around 2:30pm so you do the maths on how long we were running around the field.

Camwhorers should be shot....

I am definitely looking forward to next year's session for more pain and sweat (and blood)
Happy new year!

Tennis Mania

2007-11-28T08:12:00.000+08:00

A wayyyyy overdue post but i can't not put it up because...

it was TENNIS WEEK!!!

In conjunction with Malaysia's first ATP tournament after 50 years, several occasions to do with tennis was organized by our so 'wonderful' (ehm...coughbullshitcough) goverment. One of them or rather two of these occasions was the CLASH OF TITANS aka Rafael Nadal vs. Richard Gasquet and the best, the CLASH OF TIMES, current world no. 1, Roger Federer vs. former would no 1, Pete Sampras.

For a girl who wouldn't spend a dime on a Linkin Park concert, I made a deal with my parents to spilt 50-50 the cost of the tickets to see Federer. In the end, as willing as I was to rob a bank, my sis and I only managed to get the RM 253 seatings. That's right. My sis and I. Times two.

You do the maths.

I preordered my tickets via online booking in October and surprisingly, they came in the mail a month later. Hm, we need to have more faith in our mailing system.

My stupid mutt for a dog almost chewed through the package and envelope they came in and I almost slaughtered him. Thankfully, my tickets were safe.

Then came the week which my exams ended and the Federer match was next week. I was psyched but even more so when I received a call from a guy from Taylors, asking me to play for the college in a tennis intercollege tournament the following Saturday. Apparently he heard I was a tennis player. From whom I have no idea.

So yeh, I made the team. Yay!

Long story short.

Saturday :got tennis class.

Sunday: Prince of Tennis Marathon

Monday: Went to see ATP qualifying round for free! Thanks to Sam, Cherrie's coach.

Tuesday: More tennis even though it was raining.

Wednesday: First day of work at Taylors, followed by more tennis after.

Thursday:....Is the day!!!

FEDERER & SAMPRAS!!!

That day, I went to work and I was grinning like an idiot there. Later I found out that Shaun was going as well with his parents so it was arranged that we go with him.

Thank goodness that the traffic to Stadium Melawati was clear and we got there a good one hour before the match begun.

Wilson was selling those big green tennis balls and I wanted one. I could have gotten one had Shaun not pulled me away to drag me to the Heineken beer stand. By the time I got back, there was no more balls. So instead, I bought a white cap as a sourvenir. I realize that I have a thing for caps...

Anyway, we went into the stadium and our seatings was not bad. We had the side view of the court with the players resting chairs facing us. Not bad eh. Took some really good pictures with my dad's Canon.

Shaun's seat was in the RM80 area so for that half an hour before the match started, I was snapping pictures of hiim and his parents from afar. I could see him while he couldn't. We were smsing each other like this.

Tania: I can see u...

Shaun: Where u???

Tania: On your far right.

Shaun: Where U???

Cherrie: Close your legs and sit properly!

Shaun: ....Where r u...?

Hehe....

The evening started with Jacqueline Victor, Malaysian Idol 1's winner performing a few songs. But the sound system was so bad, we couldn't hear what she was singing...I reckon it was a Malay song.

Then a group of dancers performed a Malay, Indian and Chinese dance. After that, the MC, a very fat man, came on to announce the players.

First to make his appearance after 5 years of retirement was Pete Sampras!

The man still looks good after 5 years and plays just as well. I know people say he was probably the world greatest player and I was see why as the evening drew on.

Next, out came the God of Tennis himself, Roger Federer!

Despite just winning the Shanghai Open on Sunday and playing in Korea on Tuesday against Sampras, he looks damn friggin cool and awesome. Clearly, judging by how half the stadium is filled with red-wearing supporters, he was the crowd favourite.

The Fat MC interviewed them as he asked them if they would come back to Malaysia on their next vacation. What kind of bias question is that??

Of course they have to say yes! What do you expect them to say then?

Federer: I don't think so. Probably Japan...

Sampras: Been here. Done that.
Where's the communication skill, man...

Then the Fat MC asked Federer: Malaysia truely Asia, right?

....

I swear I was this close to hurdling my camera at him. For the love of tennis, stop promoting Malaysia!

Poor Federer. He looks so cute when he awkwardly repeated 'Malaysia truely Asia.'

After that, we had to sing the national anthem, then USA song and the Swiss anthem. The woman next to Cherrie had an ear-spliting voice as she tried to bellow out the US song. Clearly a Sampras supporter.

After a ten minute warm-up session, the match begun.

I swear I almost died witnessing the awesomeness and grace of both men. That sounds gay but it's the only way to describe their way of playing.

see? Perfect serve.

Note: to those who do not understand what is going on here, sorry. Hehe.

My favourite pic. Federer looks adorable here. The match ended 7-6, 7-6. Totally worth the money.

Crazy Dinner

2007-11-10T13:05:00.000+08:00

Fine fine. I am bowing to your demands for me to update. Here it is.
Zoey recently just came back from Singapore for a week, during which we went for a steamboat dinner, drinking, mamak and had a sleepover.
The place we went to was supposedly famous for their bbq chicken wing which is served every 15 mins and clears out in 15 secs.
Here are some pics from the dinner.

The special girl

Me and my ice-cream

Here's the video of the 'famous' bbq chicken. See how fast it clears out. Poor serving lady couldn't even get out in time.

Honestly there was nothing special about the chicken but the seafood steamboat was good.

Shaun and Eemay also came although they were an hour late. How inconsiderate but who cares. That's them.

The newly-weds
Makan sisters

This was the response when I asked them how was the food.

Yasmin: *GRINS*
Cherrie: *Hm....I want more ice-cream*

There ya have it.
I'll update more once the exams are over.
Peace out!

Bring it on

2007-09-23T21:33:00.000+08:00

It has been almost three years since I left high school and only recently, I've been reminded of something I once held a passion for.
Cheerleading.
Being a part of TCPJ 'unofficial' dance group, I was looking for a 'boom effect' we needed for the dance and came across some of my old cheerleading songs. That really got the ball rolling.
Man, don't I miss being co-captain of the school team. The sweet knowledge that Sri Aman's first cheerleading team, Team Cross got 9th placing out of 30 over school nation-wide for Cheer 2003 was priceless. And even more so the fact that, the Sri Aman's junior-wanna-be team *DSTarz&BStarz* that followed years on, never beat our ranking.
I miss my team, even the bitches who gives cheerleading a bad name but are still part of the team. I miss the practices everyday under the hot sun and the routine that we pulled off together. Heck, I miss my partner in crime and co-captain, Eleen and even our coach, Mr. John Lim from Charmed All Starz aka M'sia national cheerleading team.
Despite our lack of experience, we were still a team and acted as one. Those were the best days of my life and sad to say, I regretted not taking part the following year due to stupid SPM.
I even got an offer to join the National team for goodness sakes!!
All becos of a stupid exam which I flunked most of the time, I quit being a school cheerleader.
Even then, I was stubborn enough to try out for the Blue house team that same year and got in. Three guesses why my results dropped that year...
The next year (2004), it was tradition for the form 5 cheerleaders of all houses to perform a dance performance for sports day. Short to say, we pulled it off in less than 2 months with over 50 cheerleaders.
We had fun, we were privileged (no need to march under the hot sun for sports day) everyone loved us (especially Blue hSE cos we rox!)
Man, I miss being a cheerleader...

Fed to Hyenas

2007-08-25T15:01:00.000+08:00

Ever been to a zoo with your good friends?
Ever ventured close to the edge of a cage pit filled with laughing hyenas?
Ever tried to throw those hyenas a bone?
Ever been inevitably shoved in unexpectedly by the last person you would expect to push you into a pit filled with starving hyenas?
I have. Several times.
My analogy ends here. You figure it out.

Piggy-pIGGY oINK Oink!

2007-07-31T12:44:00.001+08:00

You know how people always say we Chinese can eat almost every part of an animal?
Well, ever eaten a pig's uterus?

Ta-da. Looks like shit and mud plus snails right?

But damn nice, okay.... taste like chicken but more chewier.
They say eating a certain part of an animal, makes you more...capable in that area. So does this mean I am more fertile now? Or maybe my kids like look like pigs?
Maybe I WILL LOOK LIKE A PIG!!!

Also, that night got special guest coming.
Shu Qi!

Kidding la...I mean the Roasted Pork.

See, it's happy to see you. SMile.

MAPCU - Swimming

2007-07-23T10:09:00.000+08:00

On the Saturday, 21 Jan the Inter-competition swimming was held in Nilai and Taylor's sent in a team of 9 swimmers. We went there by Unser while the ping-pong team went by the crappy TaYlor's van. Hah!

The van was supposed to leave at 7.30 so I had to forgo my beauty sleep to wake up at 6am. How I manage to drive to college half-asleep will always remain a mystery to me.

While passing Carrefour, I spotted a super long line outside the place and realized that these suckers were waiting to purchase the last and final installment of the Harry Potter series!

Wanted to take picture but I was already late so bleh!

The pool at Nilai seemed shorter than the average 50m pool so haha to Shaun who thought he improved his timing. Hehe.

The place had very little shade so I came prepared with my sunglasses and cap. Yasmin brought the suntan lotion which we damn gung-ho rubbed on, only to find out that there was barely any sun and super cloudy!!!

Cheh...

Who's that gurl?

It's yasmin!

I basically spent the whole day running around and cam-whoring with Yasmin since my only event was the 4 x 50m relay. So yah! I gave up my weekend for one event. Just for my college. How noble...

Made new friends and caught up with old ones. Eg: Grandmother of RLC aka Cheng Shu-Fenn.

Respect your elders

Yuzzy-buzzy

The RLC (Royal London Circus) gang

I even saw Monash Uni go wild trying to dump a guy into the pool. They had to pause to remove his precious things (handphone, wallet...etc etc..) What happen to the good old days you could just grab a random person and throw them into the pool without having to worry about their things?

1....2....3!

You can fly!

Then came my event, 4 x 50m Freestyle relay. This is the outcome.

2nd place= Silver.

We lost the gold yet again, this time to HELP...

The guys however, faired better. Much much better. I mean, what could be better than a silver?

A gold, duh....

gAH! I didn't even realize they 'tanduk'ed us!!! Cheeky buggers!!!

I swear we have the best 'teacher-in-charge' ever. Thank you, Aunty Mei Ling for the drinks at lunch! (Should have ordered beer instead of sour plum with lime....) Plus she was extremely over-joyed when she found out that we won the competition over-all. Again.

The (pathetic) trophy has returned...

That's right. TAYLOR'S COLLEGE IS THE SWIMMING CHAMPION THIS YEAR, PEOPLE!!

In your face, HELP!! Muahahahahaha!!!

(ps: tks for the cap btw...)

Over-all Champions

Taylor's Swim team '07

My Birthday Day

2007-07-12T22:43:00.000+08:00

For someone who expected nothing for her birthday, I certainly got more than I bargained for.

I was planning on doing nothing for my birthday this year seeing as my closest friends are caught in an unofficial cold civil war.

But nooooooooooo.........Cherrie just had to pester me. Pester and pester and pester me to go out to OU so we can try BBQ plaza. We invited Yasmin but turned out the place wasn't pork-free so screwed the idea and still went out to Nandos for lunch then after that we took pictures at DREAMWORLD!! I so friggin love the pictures!!! AFter pictures, we ate some more, this time at Friday's.

OMG!!!!

Did you know the Mocha Mud Pie there is a hidden treasure? It is so friggin delicious!!!! I tell ya it is bloody gooooood! Like you're having an orgasm in your mouth!

There it is. Ta-da!

I know it looks like melted shit here but looks doesn't matter! What's important that it was GOOD! We even had two. At RM14.90, it's a real treat! (great, now I am advertising for Friday's...cheh)

We camwhored a bit.

My Down Syndrome Sister. lol.

Tears of joy. Aw...I know ya all love me....

The Low after the High

Taking pictures of each other

AFter that, Transformers followed in order. Fuckin kids sitting behind us couldn't keep still or shup up and the fucked up parents just did nothing! I mean seriously, if you can't control your kids, don't bother having them! Megatron should trample those kids and their useless parents.

But the movies was awesome. Two thumbs up! I watched it twice, on the day it came out and on my birthday and I wouldn't mind watching it again as long as I don't have to pay lor....Hehe....

Was supposed to have dinner with my family but apparently, my parents had already eaten so they were full so I'll take a raincheck for Tony Roma some other day.

But what happened the next day aka self-declared 'Tania's Boxing Day' aka 'Going back to college Day' was seriously unexpected.

My whole class friggin conspired against me! What the hell?

I mean there I was, so innocent and so blur since I just came back from holiday and all I wanted was to go home and sleep. Then out of the blue, they say wanna go Pyramid to celebrate first day of college and I so blur-blur follow.

sEE-See when I got there, they threw a surprise on me in Secret Recipe and bought me 7 SLICES OF CAKE for my birthday!! Damn sweet and awesome of them!!

I seriously had no idea at all! (although they wouldn't believe me)

Spot the difference

The cakes were so beautiful and yummy. Stupid Prakash with his dislocated thumb 'sapu'ed the caramel cake. Priority to the disabled, eh?

In the end, all was gobbled up and finished except the Chocolate Banana cake. Poor chocolate banana cake....poor audrey who picked the chocolate banana cake. LOl. Check out her blog for the aftermath pictures. Trust me. It ain't pretty. Poor chocolate banana....

Thanks ya all for making my Birthday memorable!

Birthday Dedication to Zoey

2007-07-12T11:15:00.000+08:00

The Evil One

Let me start of by saying Zoey Wong is a sadistic person. We as in me, cherrie, ya smin and zoey went to Chilis, Bangsar to celebrate her birthday several days earlier and the crazy woman insisted that we were to abide by her rules since she was paying for us.

1. Not allowed to share meals
2. Must finish all the food on the plates
3. Minimum 5 refills of the bottomless drink.

Forced to eat

so yeh. we almost died trying to finish the burgers we ordered. then came dessert. Okay, desert was wonderful. So everyone, all hail the HIGH AND MIGHTY PIE of CHILIS!

It was yummy, okay! Even though the main course was torturous....
I rather starve to death than be full to death. More used to the feeling of my tummy walls rotting away with the stomach acid.
Happy Birthday, Zoey Wong aka The Gorilla's Wife.

7 Days More to Go....

2007-07-02T11:14:00.000+08:00

Damn, this is depressing.
My 2 months break is almost at its end with only a week left to go. After that, I'll be back in college, rotting away under the stress and pressure of meeting deadlines and studying for another 4 months plus!!
So what I have done during my holidays so far?
hM...
Nothing!!!
I was supposed to look for work but my stupid car was giving me problems so I screwed the idea since I can't drive around without the constant phobia of my car breaking down. The furthest I would dare go on a regular basis is to fetch and pick up my sisters to and from tuition and school.
I intended to pick up Japanese classes but never found the time to actually look for one. So hehe... My bad there.
I also intended to go for guitar classes but like the Japanese class, my lazy butt wouldn't move.
So basically, I haven't done anything productive throughout my holidays. I have however managed to accomplish some 'unproductive' but fun things.
Let's see....
Ah, first week of holiday, we (my friends and I) dropped by Souled Out for a birthday celebration drink. Yeah, that was fun.
I have managed to watch every Blockbuster out there on the days they came out in cinema since all those pesky school kids are busy in school. Muahahahaha.....Transformers was awesome!!
I went back to Taiping to kick back and relax.
I am halfway through Kingdom Heart 2 and Final Fantasy X. Haven't started on FF X-2 yet .I have picked up my pencil and paper to rekindle my love for drawing anime characters. Still can't draw a whole manga yet though...

I also took time to watch the International Dance Feestival that was held in Berjaya Times Square.

what else... I managed to finish a 1000 piece jigsaw puzzle in 2 days.
Gone 'mamak'ing majority of my nights when my parents was away in Hanoi.
Bought a dress to model in.

OKay, okay. U can't see the dress now but it's the only pic I have of the dress for now. Btw, I sent in this pic for Remote Control Ultra sumthing contest for fun. It blur, I know but I was bored and my camera was crap!

I have written a few articles for the club magazine and am currently in the process of another about merdeka. I have also sent in an article to the Star for fun.

And my buds and I went to Chilis to celebrate her fast approuching birthday and nearly died stuffing our faces with the burgers there followed by the super delicious HIGH & MIGHTY PIE!!
gAH!!! drools....
tHAT's all for now.

From Angel to Demon

2007-06-26T23:14:00.000+08:00

In case some of you haven't noticed, I've changed my blogsite name from Yami no Tenshi to Black Cat. Why the change?
Well, Yami no Tenshi literally means Angel of Darkness in Japanese being the Japanese fan that I am but over time, I have come to realize the title has no relevance to me so I decided to change it. I find that the title Black Cat would suit better as I like both black and cats. The fact that those two words put together literally means a symbol of bad luck does not disturb me as lady luck seemed to have neglected me lately and bad luck seemed to keep pouring on in various forms. The number 13 is my favorite number in relation to my current obsession with bad luck. So instead of fighting it, I welcome it like a companion.

~I've come to deliver some bad luck~
Train Heartnet (Black Cat)

Confessions of a Broken Heart forced removed

2007-06-16T23:46:00.000+08:00

This post has been removed due to a 'request' from one of the individuals mentioned in it. Whatever happened to freedom of speech and expression? So don't blame me if I decided to change my blog site. My privacy has been violated.
I hear Hell is pretty warm this time of the year.

Confession of a Broken Heart

Warning: Intense emotional and disturbing content ahead. Not for the faint of heart. Don’t say I didn’t warn you because I did.

I hate you

Three words that are never meant to be utter by a parent to their own offspring. Not once nor twice. Not ever.

Bloody fool. Good for nothing.

You’re not my daughter, you worthless piece of trash.

More taboo words and names that are not meant for an offspring’s ears.

Well, be shock because these were among the many strings of sentence that was said by the one who conveniently decided my gender during the mating process that resulted in me. Lucky me….

The first time to occur in a long time but I’m willing to bet my car that it won’t be the last time either. This I know, thanks to experience.

From here on I shall refer to this particular individual as ‘the Prick who conveniently decided my gender in the mating process resulting in me’ or in short, simply ‘The Prick’. Trust me when I say this is one of the nicer names I have thought of. If murder wasn’t a crime, I would have condemned my soul to Hell a thousand times over just for ‘The Prick’ (Good thing Malaysia banned guns ‘cause I’m a huge fan of guns and sharp things.)

Having summarized the heated one-sided conversation in the italic words above, I’m sparing you the horror of reality that is my life. Of course, ‘The Prick’ apologized after that, saying he didn’t mean to loose control or meant what he say.

A little too late, you bloody Prick. I’ve learnt psychology and scored the paper so believe me when I tell you, those words that came out of your mouth, you meant it. Those words were your thoughts having cultivated and collected within your petty mind every time I do something against your wishes. Every word you said that day you meant it and for that, I thank you.

Surprised?

Because now I know what you think of me and now I know that there is no point in trying to win your approval. I cannot be all that you want me to be. I can’t live up to your expectations to be the perfect daughter.

I don’t have a daughter like you.

Congratulations. You have officially don’t have yours truly as your daughter when you said those words. I hope you’re happy. I’m just a stranger to you while you can fantasize your dream of the son you never had. I am just a ghost to you.

How can you expect a sorry to take away the impact of those words? It can’t. Because this wasn’t the first time it happened and the last time it happened, I pointed a knife at the Prick and nearly committed suicide. I turned up at college the next day with bloodshot puffy eyes and slashed wrists. Thank God the knife wasn’t sharp enough.

I forgave the Prick that time but no, I can’t forgive him this time because what’s to say it won’t happen again. And I refused to be hurt anymore. I know that if I forgive him this time and he did it again, I wouldn’t be able to take it. I just can’t.

Too many people had hurt me already and some not even knowing it, some intentionally. This is why I don’t get close to people, why I put on a fake smile every time I meet someone new and why I cherish the little true friends that I have. Even that is becoming rare as we are all falling apart.

I try to live each day a good person but sometimes it’s just so hard. Sometimes good actions are blinded to the eye and taken for granted. I know God sees and appreciates all but it wouldn’t hurt to be seen sometimes by the human eye.

I can’t have the one person I care for and I try to hide my pain with a smile so that others may never know my misery. It may not show in expressions and words but perhaps sometimes in actions. Actions speak louder than words but some people have misunderstood my actions as selfish and center-mind. Perhaps it’s my fault for not having better control over my emotions or for letting it get in the way of our lives and for that, I am sorry. I’m sorry I am only human and nothing more.

Now, every pain that lances through my shell are a reminder of the pain my heart goes through every time it breaks. Sometimes it feels good, lessens the heart’s pain a little but sometimes, tears fall, representatives of the innocence lost in this harsh cruel reality. Soon there’ll be nothing but an empty shell with nothing worth living for.

I write this in hope some will understand me better but why bother? After all, I’m just worthless, right?

So before I sign off, I just want to wish the aforementioned ‘Prick’:

Happy bloody Father’s Day and have a bleeding good day.

Depression sucks

2007-06-03T22:28:00.000+08:00

Ya-ya. I know I haven't been updating my blog as often as i would like but things just keep getting in the way. That and I really don't have anything I would like to post on the blog for the whole world to see.
I am going through some life changing decisions and dilemmas. Personal stuffs that only certain people know of and frankly speaking as much as I would like support from my kins and friends, they are my burden to bare.
My social life is pretty much dead thanks to the aforementioned decisions and so is my love life (not that I have one at the moment. Damn, I am depressed)
However on the happier note, I found out that Tennis God, Roger Federer is coming to Malaysia at the end of the year (Nov 22, 2007) to play an exhibition match against Tennis Legend Pete Sampras.

This coming from the girl who graciously turned down the chance to see Linkin Park and PCD live, I would sell my soul just to watch them play live. *hint-Front row/VIP seats if possible-hint*
So if you are mates and my relatives and is stuck with no idea what Birthday(8Julybtw)-come-Christmas present to get for me, this would be the perfect *gift for me. Cheques and cash acceptable.
In addition to that, I would gladly be your *slave for life.
*Terms and conditions applied.

This would be the clash of TITANS in the tennis world and it's happening in Malaysia!!!!!!!

My Sis the Poser

2007-05-23T11:46:00.000+08:00

First of all, let me clarify this. I have 2 sisters, not one but 2 annoying pests i lovingly call my sisters. I spoke of one of them earlier and now this is the other one. A born poser.
Let's just say I feel like dedicating this entry to her. She inspires me. Here's why.

She has one tiny size-0 waist which I'm so jealous of and is not afraid to show off it. Rub it in the face of non size-0 people why don't ya.

Er-Hm....Nice assets
Very innovative as you can see. How to maintain your nose hygiene without using your finger. Use a straw!

I would show you more but she'll beat the crap out of me so mayb next time! Till then, TTFN!

Back from Perak

2007-05-17T11:39:00.000+08:00

Amazing place the state of Perak is. You'll be amazed by the hidden wonders that can be found there.
I so happen to stumble upon an Adult Shop when I was in Ipoh.Didn't get a chance to go inside the shop though.....mayb next time. Hehehe =)
(p.s: for more information,pls call 1-300-I-AM-A-HORNY-BUGGER-08)
The actual destination of the trip is a little quiet town called Taiping. God knows I love this place.

Beautiful and untainted by the greedy hands of mankind

Lovely tennis courts

Me and Cherrie in action.

A living historical fact

And look! Its very own prison place.

Neat eh?
While we were in Taiping, we celebrated Carmen's birthday and Mother's Day (both on the 13th of May)

Loads of pictures were taken. Damn posers we all are
V!

Prophetic Dreams Proven

2007-05-07T16:22:00.000+08:00

Let me tell u about a dream I had roughly 2 weeks ago.
Now as some of u may know, I have a mini cooper. Red.

The car is a bloody old junk pulled together by a mini cooper specialist in Summit. Anyway, in my dream, I was driving it. Just minding my own business on the road in front of AmCorp Mall when I stopped to a traffic light. There was another mini cooper in front of me. Black, mind you to not confuse it with my car.
Then out of nowhere, a fat-assed truck came up from behind and conveniently kissed my car's butt. I woke up then.

Now to link it to the main purpose of this post.

I've once again started the holiday resolution to work out consistently in the gym (mainly to prove my mom wrong). Yesterday I amazed my self (and my mom) by working out in the gym and jogging in the park for 2 solid hours. Furthermore I swam for 1/2 hour so that makes it 2 1/2 hours of working out. That's how gungho I am.

Hence today I decided to drag my sleeping ass out of bed and drove down to the club to go gym again. Although not as long as yesterday, I think one hour gym isn't so bad. I planned to drop by Midvalley after to do some job hunting.

So at 11am I left the club feeling all so giddily happy (effects of adrenaline/happy hormons) and was on my way to MV when I noticed another mini cooper behind me. Guess what color it was.
If you guessed black, you guessed correct. Congratulations

The black mini drove past me and I ever ready for a little race, stepped on the accelerator to catch up. Nothing. I revved the paddle and still nothing.

Long story short.

My stupid car died twice on the way home (cancelled my plans to go MV). Turned out it overheated and one of the caps in the engine melted in the process. The cause of the overheating was due to a leakage in the water tank. There was no water at all! Thank goodness the SPRINT workers were passing by and decided to help out, hence towing my car back to my house with their tow truck.

Now, do u see how this is connected to my dream?
My dream had a BLACK cooper so did the incident.
My dream had a truck (i didn't say what kind of truck, did i), well, so did my incident.

Creepy, eh?

On the side note, I dreamed I had a new cat and guess what, two weeks later, I found a kitten! (which my little sis named Eduardo Amadeus Gonzales)
I rest my case. I have prophetic dreams. Maybe NBC should feature me in their TV series, HEROES....

The girl whose dreams can predict the future.

Birthday Buds 2007

2007-05-05T23:32:00.000+08:00

This entry is dedicated to my friends regardless of whether they are from the club or college or wherever else I know u guys from. Don't ask me why I am doing this, I just feel like appreciating the friends I have.
Now may I present to you the BIRTHDAY BABIES OF 2007 as of today as in the date this entry is/was posted.

1 Jan = Cherrie Wee/ Crazy Berry

Okay. In case some of us do not know, this poser here is MY SISTER. That's right. My sister. As in my baby sister by 4 years. And yes, you did not read wrong. She's indeed a New Year baby. Doesn't that already tell you how special she is? In case you miss that hint, let me lay it out in words for you.
She's an awesome tennis player and as you can see, poser. She's incredibly determine when it comes to accomplishing things. Although sometimes naive and blur, she's the most understanding and loving sister one could ask for. She's however stronger than most guys I know (cough*shaun*cough) and her mood swings changes the same way a typical M'sia Chinese businessman changes Continental cars. So guys out there who are interested, please contact the BIg SiS first before making any moves. Trust me. It's for your own safety.

2 Jan = Samantha Hepburn
Not related to Audrey Hepburn but still as charming and charismatic as the movie actress, Sam is the solid pillar of our class. Any problems or critical comments/arguements, we turn to Sam as our lawyer. Without this girl, the rest of the class will be plain airheads, ever ready to stupidly nod to whatever the lecturer is saying. She keeps the rest of us on our toes and raises the standard to beat for us in class. However the fact that she is considering staying back a semester to join us in our last semester speaks lengths of this girl.
5 Jan = Teh Ling Shan
Currently don't have a picture of this gurl but know this. Best solid friend one could ask for. The ever reliable K.D of 5SD, Sri Aman 2004. She's my classmate, nenek-kerekpot and tuition bud. We survived endless days of both school AND tuition together. LOve ya loads, Ling-ly.

10 Jan = Audrey Wong
Now this babe, I got a pic. Here ya go!

Ta-da!

The social butterfly of Taylor's College Mass Comm. Degree Jan 2006, this gurl is the one to keep classes live by successfully distracting lecturers from the lessons. For her birthday tis year, instead of a cake, the class decided to try something different as in 2 Dominos pizza with a candle sticking out of it. Thus proving that indeed a candle can stand up on a pizza!

8 Feb = Shaun Boey/ Shaunnette
Enough said about this guy. A picture says a thousand words so I'll leave it at that.

.............

Fine. A short intro about Shaun. Quite the ladies man, he has many many girls interested in him but in the name of chaste (coughyeahrightcough) , he turns them all down. Yet he complains to me that his love life is none-existent. His sad love life aside, he's a good friend in times of need and brings moments of laughter to everyone around him...although he can be a bit too cocky and arrogant sometimes but hey, that's why Shaun is Shaun. Good and bad, he's a great guy friend.

Plus he spent us all at Chilli's for his birthday so I ain't complaining. Hehe.

17 Mar = Jonathan Lourdes
Me younger yet very matured pet bro. I find myself and everyone else rather immature in the presence of this guy whenever he's around. Fun and lovable like a teddy bear, I have known him since his chubby shorter days back when we were in the swimming team. Despite that I can't get over the fact he's still the youngest among the most of the lot of us apart from Cherrie.

20 Mar = Prakash aka self-declared dark wolf
What can I say about this dude....?
Oh right. Bicker. Bicker. Bicker. Observe an everyday conversation between the both of us.
Scene: College library computer labs
Prax: Oi
Me: What?
Prax: How do you spell 'necessary?"
Me: N-E-C-E-S-S-A-R-Y.
Prax: Are you sure?
Me: Use Word to check la...
Prax: Hey, you're correct!
Me: And you're supposed to be in journalism?
Prax:....Oi! That's seriously going below the belt.
Me: Prakash-0, Tania-1
Prax:.....

Hope he enjoyed that 10-stack roti canai drenched in condense milk and milo powder for his birthday.

Prax, I know you are reading this, so let me remind you of the debt you owe me currently!
1) Several dinners at Friday's
2) $25
3) Interest for the above two.

And don't 'OI' me when you are done reading. Ya know ya love moi.

27 Mar = Rohani aka Penguin/ Happy Feet
How the nicknames came about, refer to the above dude for reference.
My partner in crime when it comes to oogling the cute guys from the Prince of Tennis anime as well as in Black Cat and Prison Break. Uni wouldn't be the same without this girl to tease and taunt.

Why, Prax and I even caught her coming out of the boy's toilet.
Here's proof.
okay, fine. The male toilet sign is too blurry to see but if I had a better and more advance camera phone....

1 Apr = Tyson 'McNoisy'
The fact that this guy's birthday is on April Fool's Day explains a lot why he's the loudest and funniest dude I know from ISKL. Jeez, your parents must really have a sense of humor to give birth to you on such a day. Sadly enough, I missed his BBQ birthday party as I was in Ipoh then. But from the horror stories I've heard from the others, I'm glad I wasn't there. Who would have thought Tyson could be Tyson-ster the Prankster.
Shudders

3 May = Yasmin/ Yuzzy Buzzy

Hehe. I just know she hates this nickname. But ya know we all love ya, Yuzzy. Even though we didn't exactly have dinner at Souled Out, it was still loads of fun hanging out with this girl on her birthday! And the funny part is, even though it was her birthday, she was still the responsible one, refusing to drink not even a sip of alcohol cos she's the driver while Zoey and I were happily guzzling away at our drinks.
She had a Virgin Pina Colada while Zo and I had a Laici Martini and a B-25 respectively after which the two of us shared a Blue Hawaii. I still can't believe I let Zoey pay $18 for my puny drink...
3 guesses which drink is mine.....
All in all, it was still fun.

Okay, that's all for now. If I have missed out anyone whose birthdays fell between January to the time this entry is/was posted, speak now or forever hold your peace. With that I end this post by wishing everyone aforementioned above
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

Personality Quizes

2007-05-03T00:06:00.000+08:00

It's 12.00 pm and it's raining so I'm screwing my initial plan to go mamak wif my buds. So here I am, sitting at the computer clicking at some random site (not pornography for god sakes!) and lo and behold! I come across one of those personality quizzes.
And since I'm bored out of my mind, a click here and a click there and voila!

My personality has been defined by a computer quiz.

Here are some of my results:
www.quizilla.com

Your Element is Night. You're a bit of a loner loner who is very creative but never show your work to anyone. You may smile a little but sadness or loneliness surround you and other can feel it when they're near you. You have a dark or unusual beauty that makes you mysterious and you probably have a lot of secrets that you've never told anyone. You're beauty is intriging and unorthidox but the real thing that makes you special is your eyes. Something in them makes them like Diamonds in the Rough.

(at this point, I'm smirking in amusement)

Moving on....

You're a "Black Angel" which means your an Angel of Death. You don't really care much about people since no one was particularly nice to you and now you want revenge for their cruelty. You're always alone unless forced to be with other people and you love to cause trouble. You feel depressed a lot and don't have something that could cheer you up like most people. You don't find joy in people or the arts or any item or some sort. You have darker desires and you're very secretive.

(currently in the state of rolling my eyes)

Next!
www.allthetests.com

For 45 % you are: Your element is Night.
You are mysterious and intense. You despise sunlight, and thrive in darkness. You have a little evil inside you. You control the darkness.

(Okaaaaayyyyy...)

Finally one that contradicts the rest!
quiz.myyearbook.com
Fire

You are a being of Fire. You are driven and determined, harboring a desire for Power. You are passionate, sometimes to the point of aggression. You're typically friendly to most people, but when something bugs you, watch out! You're very short tempered and don't take crap from anyone. You have a lot of friends, some closer than others, but you're a free spirit that can't be tied down. This is great because it lets you be your own person, but it causes you to have a certain phobia when it comes to commitment. You're very strong willed, and always have to have your way This usually isn't a problem, you can charm others into getting you what you want. Watch out, though, you may unknowingly hurt a friend or relative in all your mood swings.

(talk about a 360 turn...)

In conclusion, all these personality tests and quizzes are a complete hoax. You know yourself the best and so do your friends. I will not even begin to justify the above results but hey, the pictures are nice.

Blog number ....god knows what.

2007-05-01T23:49:00.000+08:00

Here I go again, creating yet another blog site to which I have no idea how to operate or whether I'll actually keep updating it.
Why am I doing it?
I don't know. Spur of the moment I guess. Fulfilling promises I made to certain people perhaps. Inspiration by other people. Oh, I honestly don't know.
I would say this would be attempt....hm.....1,2,3? I think it's attempt 3. Not too sure. My last blog site was the friendster one. That one grew pretty boring so I gradually abandoned it.
Neways, exams just ended and my friggin 2 months break has just about started and while I'm supposed to be looking for work, all I have been doing is going out almost everyday and every night wif my friends whether to watch movie or to mamak or whatever.
Perhaps I thought I could at least keep a record of my holiday life. So here I go.
And with the posting of my first entry I officially declare this blog my site of confession and expression for years to come. Or rather at least until I wander off and totally forget about this blog which sounds like something I would do.
Oh, well.
Welcome to my life.