Happy 2008!

Say goodbye to 2007 and hello to a new year. First I’d like to take some time to express my thanks. This year may not be a blast but I got so many things that I am thankful for.

I am glad that I have great health though I might be a little rough around the edges- just a little. I am glad to have my family. Glad to have a lot of tomorrow to look forward to. I am glad to have good friends around me.

And last but not least, I am very thankful to be alive.

 

 

 

 

I am desperately trying to stick to being forever 19. Anyone know the fountain of youth?

 

 

I am never good at making resolutions and sticking to it. But there are a few things that I hope to achieve in 2008.

Study harder and play less.
Get at least 1 A in any subject- I am doing miserably bad now and I’m not proud of it.

I want be shed away my shyness towards people and start mix around with more people. I never like to be shy.
I want to be less forgetful. Pssh…
I want to loose a lot of weight. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA! Not funny, its serious business man.

 

Yup, that is all I want to achieve in the new year. That is all.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And probably save enough money to by me an iPhone or iPod.

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Nineteen

Nineteen things when I was 19

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1.   Went snorkelling, saw corals and Stella-eating-fishes.

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2.   Learnt to draw, after all these years of getting a D- in arts

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3.   Uni concert was a blast and I get to do charity. I am just so generous!
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4.   I got another new doggie that likes to bite toes.

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5.   Had exam for my nineteenth birthday, it was the lousiest birthday ever.

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6.   I had tonnes of Starbucks Caramel Macchiato. Happy moments.
 

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7.   I got myself my very own Sony PSP. I went insane over GTA:Liberty City Stories, Loco Roco and Medal of Honors Heroes.

 

City Of Angels

8.   I finally found this movie after all these years.

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9.   Revisited Merang Suria Holiday Camp where I served my National Service while on the way to Redang Island. Memories came gushing back. Big Smile

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10.   There was a party in the new bathroom.

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11.   Christmas preset! Limited edition Calvin Klein Eternity Summer. Shades

 

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12.   Had a lot of late night studing at McDonald’s.

 

13.   Gained weight as a result of McDonald’s.

 

14.   Lost weight.

 

15.   Went swimming practically everyday, saw fatso-water-spitting-shark.

 

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16.   Went margarita crazy for a few weeks.

 

17.   Becoming more and more of an Atheist with each passing day.

 

 

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18.   I miss my piano.

 

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19.   I miss my guitar lessons.

Of Salesperson, manners, labels and being me

Do avoid this blog. It is hell boring. Yes it is and I’m not doing the reverse psychology thingy that people do to get your attention. This post this time is just for

 

Tonight is one of those nights where I do a lot of thinking. Random thought, a little bit of everything here and there. It’s been a long time since my last one, it feels good to have so many things to think about. My wish; which is near impossible is to be able to have some device of technology that can pen down all my thoughts. When there are so many things going through your head, its hard to trace it back and put into words again. Many things are left unsaid, many are forgotten.

 

One of the things I notice and that really bugs me is manners. Manners; little and tedious as they seem are in fact really important. I used to hate it when mum says I have no manners. Its annoying. Manners is so tedious. Yet, I’ve come to learn that it is crucial. I don’t know about everyone else but I was taught to respect and be respectful of others. I’m not praising but I think mum and dad did a good job with me.

 

I’ve come across a fair deal of rude people and today of all the days, it just ticks me off. I hate it when salesmen or saleswomen are rude. I see it happening a lot when shopping. Tell me if I’m wrong but is it not true and rational that customers should be treated with respect? Respect is part of manners, ain’t it not? Just assume that it is. There is no point, no benefit for  them to show those sour-face-like-I’ve-owe-you-a lot of-money to customers. No point, no benefit for them to argue with customers. It gets on my nerves when they don’t answers your questions properly.

Me:      “Can I know the difference of 4 gears and 6 gears?”
Sales:  “Lar… Its just how many gears you have.”
Me:      “Erm.. I know that (OBVIOUSLY) but what does it mean to have 4 and
             gears?”
Sales:   Gives irritated look and lousy pointless useless description
Me:       “Okay, thanks (FOR NOTHING).

Sales person likes to look down on people, that is for sure.

 

Once, when I was helping mum to hold her Loius Vutton bag, they practically swarm me, all smiles on their face, offering help and explanations. Damn hypocrites. Does the materials define a person?

 

Anyhow, my point is that people should have manners especially those whose job is to deal with customers. When one is treated with manners, she or he tends to feel happy and respected.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Judging a book by its cover is one of the things that annoys me. I hate it when people do it. I try my best not to do it though its happens every now and then. Many years ago, I made a vow to myself not to define a person by their looks. I know behind every faces lies a different story.

 

One of the few things that people define me is nice. Nice. What is nice? What is the criteria of nice? How is nice nice? Its just annoying, you know. People see me as vain, selfish, happy, fat, beautiful, gossipy, stupid, clever, silly, funny, silent, an angry person, lost soul.

 

 

Is that all I am?

 

I don’t want to be labeled. I want live out of the box , out of what they tag me as, out of the labels.

 

I don’t want to be labeled.

 

Those are how people perceive me to be, identities that does not belong to me. I want to be who I am; who I aim to be; what I plan to be; how I choose to live. Who I am cannot be determined by those adjectives. I don’t want to confine or restrict myself to the possibilities of who I can be or what I can achieve.

 

I want to be me. A me does what the heart feels is the best. A me is shaped through the experiences in her life. A me is a free spirit. A me is not influenced by people but influenced by her own thoughts and thinking skills. A me is able to act and think for herself.

 

I hope that I can find who me is in the near future. If I happen to find me but poor, I’ll be rich in a sense that I found who I am.

 

I believe that self-searching is an on-going process that knows no end. Most people say that they know who they are by 40 years old. It might be true, but still I believe that it is an on-going process. Who you are and who you might be all depends on your choices everyday life.

 

I have always wanted to make a difference in this world. I really have no idea how to do it; I really want to. I don’t know how one person can make a difference. I want to make the most out of my time here. I want to be recognized even after I am gone, I want to make my time to be worthwhile. I don’t need no Oscar Award, Nobel Prize or Pulitzer Prize; though it would be totally awesome!!!  🙂

 

By the way, I just have the urge to tell you the origin of Nobel Prize, but just in short… If I am correct, the name came from the C19 Sweden chemist and engineer, Alferd Nobel, who endowed the prize. You see, I’m sometimes addicted to *useless* information like this.

 

I hope I make sense to whoever you are out there who reads my clouded thoughts. I don’t do a good job explaining. It took me two solid hours to jot down this, I really appreciate your effort reading this thoroughly (I doubt that. Haha!) This sure is a long one. It feels so good to write all this down.

 

I’m all beat up. I need some rest, had a full day shopping for New Years clothes. Aloha!

Longines!

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Thanks daddy and mummy!

9.33pm, I got my very first Longines HydroConquest. I know I wanted a Tag Heuer at first but this watch is way better, fer sure. Longines since 1832

Stainless steel case, sapphire crystal with anti-reflecting coating
Unidirectional turning studded bezel
Screw-down case back and screw-in crown with crown protection
Water-resistant to 300 metres (1000 feet)
Double safety folding clasp with integrated diving extension
A preffered watch for divers and enthusiasts of the open sea

This watch is da boom!

Its a really great watch, I’m going to take real good care of it. My new lucky watch =) Its gonna be with me for this few lovely years. Aww…

 

Me and Bex just learn some Spanish recently. Oh yeay! We’re gonna sway our ways to some Spanish guy’s heart… Smooth! All thanks Coffee Break with Spanish Lesson.

Podcast rox!

 

PS.. Have a Merry Christmas this year ’round!

 

xoxo

Croak!

I am and feel like a toad.

Going to various doctors and specialist is nothing new anymore. Getting medications, pills and a variety of cleanser. I really do hate pimples. People outgrow it when they get older and get past their puberty but mine just keeps growing. I blame it all on daddy. Well, maybe I drink a little less water than normal people do and eat a little more fried food than normal people do but its still daddys’ fault!!!

I’ve tried the strongest medicine before, so strong that it can cause abortion. It worked at first, but not for long. I’ve seen the lousiest doctor too. Giving ridiculous medicine for the wrong reasons and charge exceptionally high.

And so, I changed a new doctor recently. This doctor is very different from the other doctors that I’ve went to. Different as in, the medication that he gives does not prevent but encourages more pimple to grow. I think his exact words were,

You apply this on your face, just a small drop and rub it all over. For the first three days, your face will be dry and some peeling of skin may occur but don’t panic. Its normal. After that you apply this cream. It makes all the pimple come out.

WHAT?!! Now, places that is pimple free and smooth and soft feels like kertas pasir! Pssssh…. I’m pissed off!

 

 

Enough of pimples already! We went out to KL yesterday doing a little shopping, it was Esther’s fault actually. Nobody wanted to go but Esther kept pestering dad to buy her Play Doh. SHE IS REALLY SPOILT WE WENT ALL THE WAY TO KL TO BUY PLAY DOH.   Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket <— Play-Doh

The best part is I finally bought a boxset of my own. My very own Supernatural DVD box set! Yeay, I am so happy. I’ve bought a photo album at last, now my pictures have a proper place. I spent few hours arranging photos of me, friends and the family and it was fun.

I need a new watch. I waited so long for it to die. This time around, no more Swatch watches. Mine was a James Bond Edition, it was good but I’m not interested anymore. I want Tag Heuer Aquaracer. Lets wish Santa is happy this year.

 

 

 

I still feel like a toad. Crroakk