Thursday, 30 June 2005
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I was looking at the pic i posted b4. I lost my tan! Am back to my ghastly pasty white again. That pic was only taken a few months ago, not long after the trip to the island where I baked myself alive under the hot sun with self tanning oil. Sigh. I hate winter. I'm gonna wake up and drag myself to the tanning salon tmr! And Addie, we WILL make it for Bill Henson!
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mutha fuckin lying twat
For all u know we busted your pathetic little lies
We were seething with RAGE but we decided to forgive you
In your face, LOSER!
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Wednesday, 29 June 2005
Dear tribal lady, please leave my grumpy old man alone
Boo went to Kuching to set up a new branch and recruit newbies.
He told me "I'm going into the jungle to look for kadazan women."
PUIK
so I said go ahead, let them put ants in your pants.
Now, let's just hope that Kadazans don't like grumpy old man.
bah.
My phone beeped few hours later while I was taking a nap.
His flight has been delayed for 4hours.
So I rang him.
"Are you still at KLIA?"
"yeah. will be reaching at 12am.going to the hotel straight and meeting at 9am.so no Kadazan women."
STUPID IDIOT.
I'm getting the Leather Paddington from Chloe. Wahahaha. I don't hide the fact that I'm a bimbo and I like my bags. Bless the convenience of internet, even if I don't wake up by the store's closing time, I still get to shop. Now, all I have to do is sit down and wait for it's arrival in patience.
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Jack the Ripper
Melbourne CBD was covered with sickly thick fog last night. I finally managed to leave the karaoke that Warren & Koon dragged me to about quarter to 2am after throwing a tantrum. I wasn't in the mood and hate wasting time doing something I don't wanna do. I suggested I'll walk myself home as the karaoke's only a 10 minutes walk away from home. But KaraokeSlut insisted he'll drive me 'cus he doesn't anything bad to happen. So I sat through another few songs. It was agonizing as we were sitting in the lounge and a bunch of Thais who sang like cows were bursting my eardrums. Urgh.
Anyway, back to the fog. It was so thick that the streets were hardly visible. Only vague shadows and dim light could be seen. Reminded me of London. I went home and I couldn't sleep, so I took a chair and sat on my balcony, spacing off. Then I realized, "Shit, Telstra building's missing in the fog." So I tried taking some pics.
I turned on the flash and the light was reflected by the mist/fog?!
nice.
Kinda look like bling blings in the sky.
Shiny things often grab my attention.
especially stuff that resembles diamond. *Boo, please make mental note!*
It was near 5am and I still couldn't sleep, with all the issues ringing in my head, I decided to take a walk in the fog to help me clear my mind.
The air was really cold, but nice. As I was walking, I thought of Jack the Ripper, stalking the dimly lit, fog blanketed streets, preying on the street women.
Took a hot shower and wrapped myself in my thick down doona after the walk. Had the best sleep ever after all these years. It's bliss to sleep in your birthday suit after a hot shower in the winter. Nice.
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Walk with me
I like this photo of Tun & Dennis taken in Tassie last year.
Haven't pick up my cam for awhile...sigh
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Tuesday, 28 June 2005
Pack your bag! SHOO!
I rang the lawyer for my case today.
He said it'll cost me AU$10-11k to represent me as my case is not strong.
OUCH.
So I guess I'm coming home for good...
Somehow I have a feeling there's a plot between migration lawyers and Department of Immigration Australia.
Adela: dun bother wasting all that money
Adela:i didnt know lawyers make so much money
★ [YC] ★: yup
★ [YC] ★:that's y all lawyers go to hell
Adela: haha
Adela: i dun mind going to hell with so much cash with me
★ [YC] ★: yeah i'll pack my luggage in LV suitcases haha
Adela: hahaha
Adela: someone should have told me that migration lawyers made so much
Adela: id have taken up law in monash
Adela: and should be collecting money in a few yrs' time
Adela: someone can break my legs and i'll still be happily living the rest of my life
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Monday, 27 June 2005
Hi my name is Ian Baker and I am going to kick your ass out of Australia
Just as you thought life is going your way, they often turn back and bitch slap you right in the face. All had been well for me for the past months. Tough. But I survived. I was on the brink of poverty but pulled through thanks to all the buyers of my jewelries from Aus and UK and the casual hours given by Kath (love ya babe!) after I quit my full time job. Architecture nearly killed me and drained my soul away but I managed to stay afloat for the last 3 1/2years and left with BA of Design. Things worked out well for Boo & I. I’m no longer a chronic smoker or a substance abuser. I’ve been getting back my free-lance graphic jobs now and then. I’m near to ready to start applying for a real job. My portfolio is near to finish. My computer had been reformatted without losing any of my work (thank God!) and virus free. I’m trying to meet demand for my jewelries (which is pretty hard but manageable by becoming nocturnal). I see more of my friends and my winter-depression hasn’t kicked in fully. And Black Jettas is making it’s debut in KL next month. Everything was sailing smoothly.
Then it came this morning (2pm, not exactly morning but considered as morning for me as I slept at 8.30am after finishing the last piece of necklace to be sent back to KL tonight) with Mr. Postman ringing on the bell. Disaster came in the form of registered post. Mr. Ian Baker wrote to me.
Dear Ms Phoon,
I am writing to notify you of the cancellation of your Business Skills under section 134 of the Migration Act 1958. Please read this letter carefully as it contains important information about the consequences of having your visas cancelled and your review rights.
bla bla bla.....
Under section 136 of Migration Act you may apply to the Administrative Appeals Tribunal (AAT) for review of the decision to cancel your visas within 28 days of recieving this notice Address and contact details for the AAt are at Attachment A. If you do not apply to the AAT, cancellation of your visas will take effect on 1 August 2005.
bla bla bla...
If the cancellation takes effect and you are in Australia at that time, you will be an unlawful non-citizen and liable to be detained and removed from Australia. You may be eligible to be granted a bridging visa to provide you with lawful status until you depart Australia.
bla bla bla...
When the cancellation of your visa takes effect, you will no longer be the holder of a Business Skills visa and will ned to obtain another visa to travel to Australia. The cancellation decision will be recorded on Departmental systems and if you travel on a cancelled visa, you may be refused immigration clearance on arrival. You should contact your nearest Australian mission for further information.
Yours sincerely,
Ian BakerDelegate (Postion No: 1830)
Business Skills Section
23 June 2005
Nice.
So now I'm losing my Permenant Residency. I was eligible to apply for citizenship last year but procrastinated because I wasn't willing to give up my citizenship in Malaysia. I can now decide, to apply for AAT for review within 28 days of recieving this notice or pack my bags and get the fuck out for good.
I've already planned to leave Melbourne on 21st Aug, for at least 2 years. But now with DIMA slapping my face with the cancellation, I might have to reconsider. To stay or not to stay? I would get the PR back if I go through all the hassles and spend a bomb on a good lawyer. But is it worth it? I don't know......
[ONE] Day After by Cary Canover: In the wake of the world trade centre tragedy , lower Manhattan transformed into a quiet traffic-free city of its own. the next full day that followed the tragedy was characterised by shock, fatigue and the idle realisation of a city and nation that is forever changed.

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Sunday, 26 June 2005
charcoal beef in 5C night
I burnt my dinner T_T
I bought some top-grade striploin the other day and decided to grill 'em for dinner.
I forgot to lay out Luna's peeing mat,
so she left a little souvenir on my carpet for me.
Was busy cleaning up the mess and forgotten about my striploin in the oven.
By the time I remembered,
my apartment smelled like a chargrilled-dog pee.
I ended up having a pathetic cold bulgogi ham sandwich.
My body clock's pretty fucked right now.
I sleep at 7am and wake up by 530pm almost everyday.
By the time I wake up,
it'll be dark out there.
And COLD.
Pretty depressing.
2 more months.
I just have to pull through 2 more months after Sam's wedding,
then I can go back to Malaysia.
2 months= 8 weeks = 56 days = 1344hrs = 80640minutes = 4838400 seconds
sigh. seems like a LONG time.
I'm embarking on a dieting journey right now.
Few months back I tried to fatten myself up because I always end up being thoroughly check by the police/custom at the airport when I return to KL from Melbourne or Taiwan and according to my dear brother, it's because I'm a bag of bones and I look like a junkie.
The fattening process kinda went out of hand.
My tighs are rubbing against each other and u can nicely grab me by my love handle now.
I CAN'T fit into my jeans anymore.
I'm getting bigger and bigger everyday at the wrong place.
And Boo's been too busy with BAXX and work lately he hardly goes to gym anymore.
He told me on the phone today, that he's no longer buff.
O_o
He will make me look like an Amazon woman next to him!
bye bye bag of bones. mind you,this was only taken 6 months ago.
This pic taken by TwilightActionDirrty freaked me into fattening myself up.
Gosh.
while I'm typing away,
I'm munching on Green&Black's organic chocolate shamelessly....
I'll start my diet right after this bar.
And get back into Pilates.
Current weight: 51.5kg
Listening to: Maximo Park Live in Tokyo
Reading: Dance, dance, dance by Haruki Murakami
Currently working on: Earings for Sam's wedding (How cool to have your friend wear your design on one of the most important day of their lives?)
Exciting bits of my life: I'm planning on a trip to the Great Barrier Reef, hopefully it's not too cold to dive!
i'll be home soon:D
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McD vs. Hungry Jacks
I haven't spent winter in Melbourne for awhile.
Kinda forgot how cold it gets at night.
Sam&hubbyAndre, Daze&Frans, Mimi&Logan, Addie and I headed off to a Korean Karaoke- FM bar last night.
The crowned karaoke slut, Warren joined us later with Rem,Damian & Koong.
The place is cute. Very typical korean karaoke. Disco light, and mic stand in rooms!
Drinks there are cheap, so we drowned ourselves with alcohol.
My dad rang at about 1am, instead of saying "Don't go home too late." he said "Don't get yourself drunk and lay off the pot!"
Wahahaha...dear daddy, I haven't smoked for yonks!And I don't drink like a fish anymore!
I stopped drinking for awhile and my alcohol tolerance went back to 0%.
After karaoke at 2.30am, we hit Uber @ Publicity.
Leeching off Addie's free list and the benifit of not queueing in the cold as she's the tai-tai behind the man of Uber.
The alcohol hit me pretty bad in Uber and bad ventilation made me pretty sick so KaraokeSlut brought me out for fresh air.
That twat made me run to McD and changed his mind and dragged me (running) to Hungry Jacks instead.
All the running made me terribly sick.
By the time we reached Hungry Jacks, I dashed up to the toilet....
and *chucked*.
Ew.
Chucking is my biggest fear after lizards and being alone!
Came out from the toilet and saw that twat happily munching on his burger,
putting on his ITOLDYOUSO face
"See, told ya u'll feel better after chucking."
I felt like throwing the chair in his face then....
but it's true.
I sobered up the instant I chucked.
He made his point.period.
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Friday, 24 June 2005
Alf Laylah wa Laylah
For the first time in 5yrs my dad asked me to go home :)
I'm such a fucking happy twat right now.
Jewelries production= 9 necklaces, 3 earings and 2 rings.
1001Nights collection is inspired by, needless to mention, Tales From The 1001 Nights. Lots of gold, beads and arabian inspired designs. Each piece of jewelry is thus, the result from the inspiration of each different story and my interpretation to them.
I wished I could make 1001 of them, but that will be 1001 sleepless nights for me!And sadly, not every story inspires me.
I'm thinking of naming it in French -Les Milles et une Nuits instead of 1001 Nights. More chic, it seems.
I'm working on this chandelier earing(The Lovers of the Benou Udhreh) now. It is 40% done (for one side!!). The beading took me eons to finish. My eyes are cocked when I was done. This pair of earing's gonna cost a bomb for the time, energy and work I've put in.
The Lovers of the Benou Udhreh
There was once, among the Benou Udhreh, a handsome and accomplished man, who was never a day out of love, and it chanced that he became enamoured of a beautiful woman of his own tribe and sent her many messages; but she ceased not to use him with cruelty and disdain, till, for stress of passion and longing and distraction, he fell exceeding sick and took to his bed and forswore sleep. His sickness grew on him and his anguish redoubled upon him, till he was all but dead; and his case became known and his passion noised abroad among the folk. His family and hers were instant with her to visit him, but she refused, till he was at the point of death, when, being told of this, she relented towards him and vouchsafed him a visit. When he saw her, his eyes ran over with tears and he repeated the following verses, from a broken heart:
If, by thy life, there pass thee by my funeral train, to wit, A bier borne on the necks of four, wilt grudge to follow it? Wilt thou not follow in its track, that so thou mayst salute The sepulchre of one who's dead, committed to the pit?
When she heard this, she wept sore and said to him, 'By Allah, I thought not that passion had come to such a pass with thee, as to cast thee into the arms of death! Had I known this, I had been favourable to thee, and thou shouldst have enjoyed thy desire.' At this, his tears streamed down, like the cloud- showers, and he repeated the following verse:
She draweth near to me, when death hath come betwixt us two And proffereth union, when it no profit can me do.
Then he gave one sigh and died, and she fell on him, kissing him and weeping, till she swooned away. When she came to herself she charged her people bury her in his grave and recited the following verses, with streaming eyes:
We lived upon the earth a life of comfort and delight: Country and tribe and dwelling-place alike of us were proud; But Fortune and the shifts of time did rend our loves apart, And now the grave uniteth us within a single shroud.
Then she fell again to weeping and ceased not from tears and lament, till she swooned away. She lay three days, senseless; then died and was buried in his grave. This is one of the strange chances of love.
The Man Who Saw The Night of Power
A certain man had longed all his life to look upon the Night of Power, and it befell that, one night, he looked up at the sky and saw the angels and Heaven's gates opened and beheld all things in the act of prostration before their Lord, each in its several room. So he said to his wife, "Harkye, such an one, God hath shown me the Night of Power, and it hath been proclaimed to me, from the invisible world, that three prayers will be granted unto me; so do thou counsel me what I shall ask." Quoth she, "O man, the perfection of man and his delight is in his yard; so do thou pray God to greaten thy yard and magnify it." So he lifted up his hands to heaven and said, "O my God, greaten my yard and magnify it." Hardly had he spoken when his yard became as big as a calabash and he could neither sit nor stand nor move; and when he would have lain with his wife, she fled before him from place to place. So he said to her, "O accursed woman, what is to be done? This is thy wish, by reason of thy lust." "Nay, by Allah," answered she; "I did not ask for this huge bulk, for which the gate of a street were too strait. Pray God to make it less." So he raised his eyes to heaven and said, "O my God, rid me of this thing and deliver me therefrom." And immediately his yard disappeared altogether and he became smooth [like a woman]. When his wife saw this, she said, 'I have no occasion for thee, now thou art become yardless;" and he answered her, saying, "All this comes of thine own ill-omened counsel and the infirmity of thy judgment. I had three prayers accepted of God, wherewith I might have gotten me my good, both in this world and the next, and now two are gone in pure waste, by thy lewd wish, and there remaineth but one." Quoth she, "Pray God the Most High to restore thee thy yard as it was." So he prayed to his Lord and his yard was restored to its first case. Thus the man lost his three wishes by the ill counsel and lack of sense of the woman; and this, O King,' said the vizier, 'have I told thee, that thou mightest be certified of the thoughtlessness of women and their little wit and silliness and see what comes of hearkening to their counsel. Wherefore be not persuaded by them to slay thy son, the darling of thy heart, and thus blot out thy remembrance after thee.'
The King gave ear to his vizier's words and forbore to put his son to death; but, on the seventh day, the damsel came in, shrieking, and lighting a great fire in the King's presence, made as she would cast herself therein; whereupon they laid hands on her and brought her before him. Quoth he, 'Why hast thou done this?' And she answered, saying, 'Except thou do me justice on thy son, I will cast myself into the fire and accuse thee of this on the Day of Resurrection, for I am weary of life and before coming hither, I wrote my last dispositions and gave alms of my goods and resolved upon death. And thou wilt repent with all repentance, even as did the King of having punished the pious woman.' 'How was that?' asked the King. 'I have heard tell, O King,' replied she, 'that...
The Lady and Her Five Suitors
A certain woman of the daughters of the merchants was married to a man who was a great traveller. It chanced once that he set out for a far country and was absent so long that his wife, for pure weariness, fell in love with a handsome young man of the sons of the merchants, who returned her passion, and they loved each other with an exceeding love. One day, the youth fell out with another man, who lodged a complaint against him with the chief of the police, and he cast him into prison. When the news came to his mistress, she well-nigh lost her wits and rising, donned her richest clothes and repaired to the house of the chief of the police, whom she saluted and presented with a petition to the effect that the prisoner was her brother, who had been unjustly accused and condemned on false witness, and that she had none other to come in to her nor to provide for her support and beseeching him of his grace to release him. When the magistrate had read the petition, he cast his eyes on her and fell in love with her; so he said to her, "Go into the house, till I bring him before me; then will I send for thee and thou shalt take him." "O my lord," answered she, "I have none save God the Most High. Indeed, I am a stranger and may not enter any one's house." Quoth the chief of the police, "I will not let him go, except thou enter my house and I take my will of thee." "If it must be so," rejoined she, "thou must come to my house and sit and sleep and rest the whole day there." "And where is thy house?" asked he. "In such a place," answered she and appointed him for such a time.
Then she went out from him, leaving his heart taken with love of her, and repaired to the Cadi of the city, to whom said she, "O my lord the Cadi, look into my case, and thy reward be with God the Most High!" Quoth he, "Who hath wronged thee?" and she answered, saying, "O my lord, I have a brother and I have none but him, and it is on his account that I come to thee; for that the chief of the police hath imprisoned him for a wrong-doer, on the evidence of false witnesses. [Indeed, he is wronged] and I beseech thee to intercede for him with the chief of the police." When the Cadi looked on her, he fell in love with her and said to her, "Enter the house and rest awhile with my women, whilst I send to the chief of the police to release thy brother. If I knew the forfeit that is upon him, I would pay it out of my own monies, so I may have my desire of thee, for thou pleasest me with thy sweet speech." Quoth she, "If thou, O my lord, do thus, we must not blame others." But the Cadi answered, saying, "An thou wilt not come in, go thy ways." Then said she, "If thou wilt have it so, O my lord, it will be safer and better in my house than in thine, for here are slave-girls and servants and goers-in and corners-out, and indeed I am a woman who knows nought of this fashion; but necessity compels." "And where is thy house?" asked the Cadi. "In such a place," answered she and appointed him for the same time as the chief of the police.
Then she went to the Vizier, to whom she preferred her petition for the release of her [pretended] brother from prison: but he also required her of herself, saying, " Suffer me to have my desire of thee and I will set thy brother free." Quoth she, "If thou wilt have it so, be it in my House, for there it will be safer both for me and for thee. It is not far distant and thou knowest that which behoveth us [women] of cleanliness and elegance." "Where is thy house?" asked he. "In such a place," answered she and appointed him for the same time as the two others.
Then she went out from him to the King of the city and told him her story and sought of him her brother's release. "Who imprisoned him?" asked he; and she replied, "The chief of the police." When the King heard her speech, it transfixed his heart with the arrows of love and he bade her enter the palace with him, that he might send to the Cadi and release her brother. "O King," answered she, "this thing is easy to thee, whether I will or not; and if the King will indeed have this of me, it is of my good fortune; but, if he will come to my house, he will do me the more honour, even as saith the poet:
Friends, have ye seen or heard o' the visit of a wight Whose virtues are indeed illustrious in my sight?"
Quoth the King, "We will not cross thee in this." So she told him where her house was and appointed him for the same time as the three others.
Then she left him and betaking herself to a carpenter, said to him, "I would have thee make me a cabinet with four compartments, one above another, each with its door to lock up. Let me know thy hire and I will give it thee." "My hire will be four dinars," replied the man; "but, O noble lady, if thou wilt vouchsafe me thy favours, I will ask nothing else of thee." "If thou wilt have it so," rejoined she, "then make the cabinet with five compartments, each to lock up." "It is well," said he; "sit down, O my lady, and I will make it for thee forthright, and after I will come to thee at my leisure." So she sat down, whilst he fell to work on the cabinet, and when he had made an end of it, she carried it home and set it up in the sitting-chamber. Then she took four gowns and carried them to the dyer, who dyed them each of a different colour; after which she busied herself in making ready meat and drink and fruits and flowers and perfumes.
When it was the appointed time, she donned her costliest apparel and scented and adorned herself, then spread the room with various kinds of rich carpets and sat down to await who should come. The Cadi was the first to appear, and when she saw him, she rose and kissed the earth before him, then made him sit down by her on the couch and fell to jesting and toying with him. By and by, he would have her do his desire, but she said, "O my lord, put off thy clothes and turban and don this yellow cassock and this kerchief, whilst I bring thee meat and drink; and after thou shalt do thy desire." So saying, she took his clothes and turban and clad him in the yellow cassock and the kerchief; but hardly had she done this, when there came a knocking at the door. Quoth he, "Who is that at the door?" And she answered, "My husband." "What to be done?" said the Cadi; "and where shall I go?" "Fear nothing," replied she; "I will hide thee in this cabinet." Quoth he,"Do as seemeth good to thee." So she took him by the hand and pushing him into the lowest compartment, locked the door on him.
Then she went to the door, where she found the chief of the police; so she kissed the earth before him and brought him into the saloon, where she made him sit down and said to him, "O my lord, this is thy house and I am thy handmaid, and thou shalt pass all this day with me; wherefore do thou doff thy clothes and don this red gown, for it is a sleeping gown." So she took away his clothes and made him don the red gown and set on his head an old patched rag she had by her; after which she sat down by him on the couch and they sported awhile, till he put out his hand to her; but she said to him, "O my lord, this day is thine, all of it, and none shall share it with thee; but first, of thy favour and grace, write me an order for my brother's release, that my heart may be at ease." "I hear and obey," answered he; "on my head and eyes be it;" and wrote a letter to his treasurer, to the following effect: "As soon as this letter reaches thee, do thou, without delay and without fail, set such an one free, neither answer the bearer a word." Then he sealed it and she took it from him, after which she began again to toy with him on the couch, when, behold, some one knocked at the door. Quoth he, "Who is that?" "My husband," answered she. "What shall I do?" asked he, and she said, "Enter this cabinet. till I send him away and return to thee." So she clapped him into the second compartment and locked the door on him; and all this time the Cadi heard what they said and did.
Then she went to the door and opened it, whereupon the Vizier entered. She kissed the earth before him and received him with all worship, saying, "O my lord, thou honourest us by thy coming to our house; may God never deprive us of the light of thy countenance!" Then she seated him on the couch and said to him, "O my lord, these thy clothes and turban are the apparel of the vizierate; so leave them to their own time and don this light gown, which is better fitted for carousing and making merry and sleep." So he put off his clothes and turban and she dressed him in a blue cassock and a tall red cap, after which she began to toy with him and he with her, and he would have done his desire of her; but she put him off saying, "O my lord, this shall not escape us." Presently there came a knocking at the door, and the Vizier said to her, "Who is that?" "My husband," answered she. Quoth he, "What is to be done?" "Fear nothing," said she; "but enter this cabinet, till I get rid of him and come back to thee." So she put him in the third compartment and locked the door on him, after which she went out and opened the door and in came the King.
When she saw him, she kissed the earth before him, and taking him by the hand, led him into the saloon and seated him on the couch at the upper end. Then said she to him, "Verily, O King, thou dost us honour, and if we brought thee the whole world and all that therein is as a gift, it would not equal a single one of thy steps towards us: but give me leave to speak one word." "Say what thou wilt," answered he, and she said, "O my lord, take thine ease and put off thy clothes and turban." So he put off his clothes, which were worth a thousand dinars, and she clad him in a patched gown, not worth ten dirhems, and fell to talking and jesting with him, whilst the folk in the cabinet heard all that passed, but dared not say a word. Presently, the King put his hand to her neck and sought to do his desire of her; but she said, "This thing shall not escape us; but, first, I had promised myself to entertain thee in this sitting-chamber, and I have that which shall content thee." At that moment, some one knocked at the door and he said to her, "Who is that?" "My husband," answered she, and he, "Make him go away of his own accord, or I will go forth to him and send him away perforce." "Nay, O my lord," replied she; "have patience till I send him away by my skilful contrivance "And how shall I do?" asked the King; whereupon she took him by the hand and making him enter the fourth compartment of the cabinet, locked it upon him.
Then she went out and opened the door, when the carpenter entered and saluted her. Quoth she, "What manner of thing is this cabinet thou hast made me?" "What ails it, O my lady?" asked he, and she said, "The [top] compartment is too strait." "Not so," answered he; and she, "Go in thyself and see; it is not wide enough for thee." Quoth he, "It is wide enough for four," and entered the fifth compartment, whereupon she locked the door on him. Then she took the letter of the chief of the police and carried it to the treasurer, who kissed it and delivered her lover to her. She told him all that had passed and he said, "And how shall we do now?" Quoth she, "We will remove hence to another city, for there is no tarrying for us here after this." So they packed up their goods and loading them on camels, set out forthright for another city.
Meanwhile, the five abode in the cabinet three whole days, without eating or drinking, until at last the carpenter could retain his water no longer; so he made water on the King's head, and the King made water on the Vizier's head, and the Vizier on the Chief of the Police, who did the like with the Cadi; whereupon the latter cried out and said, "What filth is this? Doth not this strait that we are in suffice us, but you must make water upon us?" The Chief of the Police recognized the Cadi's voice and answered, saying, "God increase thy reward, O Cadi!" And when the Cadi heard him, he knew him for the Chief of the Police. Then the latter lifted up his voice and said, "What means this nastiness?" and the Vizier answered, saying, "God increase thy reward, O Chief of the Police!" whereupon he knew him to be the Vizier. Then the Vizier lifted up his voice and said, "What means this nastiness?" But when the King heard his Vizier's voice, he held his peace and concealed his affair. Then said the Vizier, "May God curse the woman for her dealing with us! She hath brought hither all the chiefs of the state, except the King." Quoth the King, "Hold thy peace, for I was the first to fall into the toils of this lewd baggage." "And I," cried the carpenter, "what have I done? I made her a cabinet for four dinars, and when I came to seek my hire, she tricked me into entering this compartment and locked the door on me." And they fell to talking with one another, to divert the King and do away his chagrin.
Presently the neighbours came up to the house and seeing it deserted, said to one another, "But yesterday our neighbour the wife of such an one was in it; but now there is no sound to be heard therein nor soul to be seen. Let us break open the doors and see how the case stands, lest it come to the ears of the King or the Chief of the Police and we be cast into prison and regret that we did not this thing before." So they broke open the doors and entered the saloon, where they saw the cabinet and heard the men within groaning for hunger and thirst. Then said one of them, "Is there a genie in the cabinet?" "Let us heap faggots about it," quoth another, "and burn it with fire." When the Cadi heard this, he cried out at them, saying, "Do it not!" And they said to one another, "Verily, the Jinn make believe to be mortals and speak with men's voices." Thereupon the Cadi repeated some verses of the sublime Koran and said to the neighbours, "Draw near to the cabinet." So they drew near, and he said, "I am so and so the Cadi, and ye are such an one and such an one, and we are here a company." Quoth the neighbours, "And how came ye here?" And he told them the whole case from beginning to end.
Then they fetched a carpenter, who opened the five doors and let out the Cadi and the Vizier and the Chief of the Police and the King and the Carpenter; and when they saw how they were accoutred, each fell a-laughing at the others. Now she had taken away all their clothes; so each of them sent to his people for fresh clothes and put them on and went out, covering himself therewith from the sight of the folk. See, therefore, O our lord the King,' said the vizier, 'what a trick this woman played off upon the folk! And I have heard tell also that...
There will only be 9 pieces of each necklaces, earings and rings for this collection as one of the reasoning behind two other interpretations of the reasons for choosing 1001 Nights for the title turns to binary system. 1001 in binary represents the number 9 in the decimal system. In medieval Islam, 9 was considered to be a magical number. One of the riddles posed by Balqis, Queen of Sheeba, to King Solomon dealt with the significance of the number nine. King Solomon was able to figure out that it represented the period of time in which a woman is pregnant (9 months).
Gosh. I'm beginning to sound like a geek.
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Thursday, 23 June 2005
I would love to give u a B.J
Yesterday,
Someone told me
that I'm a heartless insensitive bitch.
I took that as a compliment.
You can call me a fucktwat, or whatever.
I don't give 2 flying fucks.
I can't contain my happiness right now.
Not even a 5-days constipation can upset me at the mo.
Pop a bottle of champagne for me,
(no, not for a champagne enema)
because,
Black Jettas Jewelries will be making its debut in Malaysia at
Baci
First floor
12A Jln Telawi 3
Bangsar Baru
(where modesto used to be)
by 2nd July 2005.
This will be the first shop in M'sia that stock my shit.
So,
make sure you find yourself there
and grab a piece of 'em.
here's a lil teaser from the 1001Nights collection.
BJ teaser (sounds like a blow job teaser hehe)
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Wednesday, 22 June 2005
My Grumpy Old Man

I love to go shopping with my grumpy old man.
He carries my shopping bags and that's when he becomes a true grumpy old man.
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Tuesday, 21 June 2005
BAXX Kicked start!

BA's webby's finally back up awhile ago.
woot!woot!
Click here to teleport you to their page!
Sign up for their new forum. Check it out n post whatever you want in there, its free for all.
Also, change of venue for Glow2 to Forum, Sri Hartamas.
For those in Melbourne, don't miss out on the Melbourne based BA, Ganjaguru who is currently one of the resident dj @ Elevation.
Entry $15. For guestlist, just mention Ganja's name- Nick at the door.
Don't forget to catch 'em @ Salem's Revelation on 21st August 2005!
Get ready for some dancefloor destruction!
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Do you want to buy me char siew pao?

Today, I want to introduce my nephew to everyone.
Everyone please say hello to KW.
He is 21, very single&available, doing his final year in uni, looks sexy when cooking a mean meal in a daggy apron and respects elderly.
What more would you ask for?
He had been rocking up my dinner for me for the last few months.
tsk,tsk,tsk.
What kind of aunty am I.
Letting my nephew take care of me when I should be taking care of him >_<
He cooks very well.
I'm not kidding.
His lambchop beats my Tasty Lambchop.
Therefore i crown his lambchop Tastier Lambchop.
So Bola,Ganja and Boo,
I will no longer cook my tasty lambchop for you guys anymore,
because KW's tastier lambchop puts me to shame.
I would say,
KW's a very nice boy.
Who else will pick their aunty up from work?
Who else will buy their aunty char siew paos at 2am in the cold, cold winter?
I didn't even have to force him much....
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Birthday shout to Looney!

Hey babe,
Happy Birthday!
If we're in KL, it'll be a mess by now.
Go tap those asses in Michigan aight!
Don't lose it too much!
*HUGS*
here's a virtual angpow for you!
cheers to all the ancient years and the years to come!!!
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Monday, 20 June 2005
My little destroyer.
2 weeks ago I bought a new pair of Gucci pointy stilettos.
Luna decided to chew it on last friday night.
I therefore concluded that she has expensive taste as throughout her short 16 months of living,
she ate 2 pairs of Pradas, 1 pair of LV, 2 pair of Gucci,1 pair of Alex Alex, 1 pair of Jimmy Choo, 1 pair of Tod's, 1 pair of Pura Lopaz, 1 pair of Senso, 1 pair of Enzo Anglioni, 1 pair of Robert Robert, 1 pair of DKNY, some shoes Daze bought for me from Hong Kong and uncountable pairs of my shoes collection.
She hardly touches any shoes below AU$200.
Occasionally she cleans her teeth by chewing on my Havaianas.
So far she ate 5 pairs of them. 2 pairs of black, 1 pair in red, 1 pair in turqoise and 1 pair in (hard-to-find) silver.
When she was a puppy, I laid my white rabbit fur capelet on the bed after trying them on with a dress for a function on that night, and went to answer the phone.
I nearly fainted when I return to see my puppy's mouth covered with white fur,
staring at me with her big shiny innocent puppy eyes and wagging her tail.
I changed my telephone cable at least 5 times in this 16 months.
I need to get a set of new sofas soon.
I lost 1 Obey cap, 1 Teenage Millionaire truckies, 1 Stussy truckies, and a pair of Christian Dior sunglasses.
She also destroyed 1 LV pouchette bag.
Let's do the maths.
Those shoes she ate are easily AU$6k or more.
Each pair of Havaianas costs $16.95, the silver one's $26.95=$94.75
My rabbit fur capelet which I've never worn once cost me AU$1200
Each cable is $18=$90
We custom made the sofa for almost AU$3k.
My CD sunglasses is AU$399
Obey cap is AU$99
Stussy truckies(limited edition) is AU$67.95
teenage millionaire is a gift from a friend and I absolutely love that cap. so that's priceless.
I can't remember how much is the pouchette as it is my very first LV but it should be around AU$600.
It all adds up to
AU$11550.70
This is excluding all the uncountable stuff she destroyed weekly which I can't keep track of..
sigh.
How can such a cute little furry thing destroy so many things?
and now i'm selling off my bags on Ebay to get AU$800 to send her back to KL....
double sigh.
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Happy Birthday Jill !!!!

Hey mama,
Happy birthday!!!!
Hope you had a good one.
All the best with papa aight!
Love ya.
*muaks muaks muaks*
Lots love,
Lui
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one for the road to lunch
During class, a teacher trying to teach good manners questions the students, one by one.
"Michael, if you were on a date, having supper with a nice young lady, how would you tell her that you have to go to the bathroom?" she asked.
"Just a minute, I have to go piss."
The teacher replied "That would be rude and impolite!"
"What about you John, how would you say it?"
"I am sorry, but I really need to go to the bathroom, I'll be right back."
The teacher responded, "That's better, but it's still not very nice to say the word bathroom at the table."
"And you Peter, are you able to use your intelligence for once and show us your good manners?"
"I would say: Darling, may I please be excused for a moment, I have to shake hands with a very dear friend of mine, whom I hope you'll get to meet after supper."
The teacher fainted.
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Sunday, 19 June 2005
Saturday, 18 June 2005
The only thing I learnt from today's match is tight ass looks better in white shorts.
Twit works for Dan Murphy which sponsors Collingwood.
Besides the benefit of getting discounted alcohol, they get footy tickets for free too.
I'm putting in my last effort in embracing the aussie culture before i leave,
so we head off for the Melbourne vs. West Coast match today.
I was pretty enthusiastic last night.
But the enthusiasm wore off quickly when I got up in the morning.
Sports and YC shouldn't connect.
But heck, weather was really good today.
And I needed some fresh air..
The attendance for today's match was 35000++.Gosh.
Honestly, I never understood footy. Kylie used to go on and on about it.
But I merely blame her obsession on the fact that she's a bloody Aussie.
She once hung some footy scarf out of my car's window and started honking like a mad woman,
when we were on our way to Fed. Square to set up our installation art exhibition on the day of a so called match of the year, while passing by MCG.
that's danielle on the left. and footy-obsessed kylie on the right.
I find the rules pretty dumb.
I personally believe that Footy came along when Aussies found an American football,
and made up their own rules along the way.
The way they play it....it's kinda juvenile.
Some are even hilarious.
Such as how the referee start off the ball by tapping it on his forehead and throwing it backward. I can't describe it. but ppl who seen it before will know what am I talking about.
It kinda goes: tap ball on forehead, bend down funny, and throw ball backward funnier with a little leap with one leg.
Didn't manage to get it on picture.
Each time they do that, I kinda imagine him going "WWwweEeeeee!!"
6 pts for kicking/throwing the ball in the middle. 1 pt each for the sides. and 1 pt for hitting the pole.
these floro people runs into the field half-way through the game to send messages to the players from the coach. Or bring water to the players, during the game!!!
diehard fans
how can we not have pie and beer in plastic cups?
i don't mind having this tv in my room
Melbourne Demons wore indigo and red. West Coast chose to don on white hot pants. I like West Coast Eagles better.
Guess I don't have to state the reason....
So I guess I did pretty well today.
I walked a fair distance to the stadium,
ate pie, drank beer, cheered like a true blue Aussie, and called everyone Mate.
I actually enjoyed myself.
Hehe...
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Friday, 17 June 2005
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la la la~
Dirrty Uncle mailed me last night. He's so busy lately he actually fwds me mail rather than write his own *yes I know u'll be reading and yes, i'm hinting*. Anyway, here's what he fowarded to me. Some are witty and some of them are just lame.
Latest terms to add to your vocabulary for the 21st century office environment:
Assmosis - The process by which some people seem to absorb success and
advancement by kissing up to the boss.
Blamestorming - Sitting around in a group discussing why a deadline
was missed or a project failed and who was responsible.
Seagull Manager - A manager who flies in, makes a lot of noise, shits
over everything and then leaves. <--I like this the best. It reminds me of my ex-manager
Salmon day - The experience of spending an entire day swimming
upstream only to get screwed and die in the end.
Chainsaw consultant - An outside expert brought in to reduce the
employee head count, leaving the brass with clean hands.
CLM - Career Limiting Move - Used among microserfs to describe
ill-advised activity. Trashing your boss while he or she is within
earshot is a serious CLM.
Adminisphere - The rarefied organizational layers beginning just above
the rank and file. Decisions that fall from the adminisphere are often
profoundly inappropriate or irrelevant to the problems they were
designed to solve.
Dilberted - To be exploited and oppressed by your boss. Derived from
the experiences of Dilbert, the geek-in-hell comic strip character.
"I've been dilberted again. The old man revised the specs for the
fourth time this week."
Flight Risk - Used to describe employees who are suspected of planning
to leave the company or department soon.
404 - Someone who's clueless. From the World Wide Web error message
"404 Not Found," meaning that the requested document could not be
located. "Don't bother asking him . . . he's 404, man."
Generica - Features of the American landscape that are exactly the
same no matter where one is, such as fast food joints, strip malls,
subdivisions. Used as in "We were so lost in generica that I forgot
what city we were in."
Ohnosecond - That minuscule fraction of time in which you realize that
you've just made a BIG mistake.
Percussive Maintenance - The fine art of whacking the crap out of an
electronic device to get it to work again.
Umfriend - A sexual relation of dubious standing or a concealed
intimate relationship, as in "This is Dyan, my ... um ... friend."
I met Shinju last night.
He's WAY bigger than what I expected.
And very strong too.
He took my breath away.
I fell so deeply in love with him.
I can't wait to see him again.
Gav rang me in the morning and asked me when do I want to bring Shinju back to spend the night...I'm so bloody excited I can't think straight now...
Shinju is bloody hot!Bloody good looking!And Bloody HANDSOME!
He can share my bed any night!
Here's a pic of my hot babe
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Shinju the malamute
hot Shinju and his not so hot owner...just kidding Gav>_< that's shep at the side.
It was Ninan's birthday last night.
Adie and I kinda fell onto the "If-you-go-I'll-go" situation.
Needless to say,
we ended up staying home.
Sorry-la but it was so freezing-cold last night my tits nearly froze off.
Happy Belated Birthday anywayz~
I'll be going for my first footy match tommorow.
Melbourne vs. West Coast.
I'm doing all the Melbournian activities before I leave this place.
Twit told me to go shop for footy jersey, beanie and scarf.
Or at least something red&blue.
fuck that.
it's such a fashion faux pas *ew*
Jon & I are planning to head off to Tokyo in late Aug.
For a month!Woohoo..
We're going on a tag team.
He's my wingman and I'll be his wingwoman.
But first he said I'll need to learn how to dress/make up like a ganguro.
gosh! 0_O

I gotta learn a bit of Jap before I go.
Miso gave me a jump start the other day.
Now I can scream "GAIJIN DESU!KIMOCHI DESU!" to those turnip heads.
(translation: Foreigner! It feels good!")
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Thursday, 16 June 2005
U like prawns?I like prawns too!
fuck la.
I can't stand bumming.
I've got no school, no work, no nothing.
I don't want to start packing again because I want to rest.
But what do I do?
Blog 4 times a day.
WhatTheFARK!
Because I have nothing else to do,
and bored of the food in Melbourne,
I've been cooking a feast for myself.
To replenish all the harm done by instant noodle.
Night before last,
I cooked double-boiled herbal chicken soup with oysters, abalone and scallops, steam ginseng chicken and fried vege.
Last night,
I made grilled garlic prawns, mushroom risotto and spicy mediterranean squid salad.
Today,
I cooked har-mee.
I'm developing a promising relationship with my kitchen.
I don't do nothing at all besides eating and doing nonsense.
argh!
And I realized each time I post something with one of the Bass Agents in it,
some little groupies will be posting up comments such as "oh so cute" or "they rock"
bah.
all BA's attached ok.
so shoo.
go away.
and one of them is MINE.
PUI.
go find your own shorty.
Gav's coming in about 30mins,
I'm still in my PJs.
Better go wash up...
I stink of prawns.
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Lost but not found in KL
26/27th November 2004.
The day I touched down KL for my summer holiday.
Found these pics at David's site.
us
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Wednesday, 15 June 2005
I googled Yue Chin
I was really bored so I decided to google my own name.
And I found her O_o
erm..nice leopard print?
She owns a mens wear clothing store.
This is her best friend, Stephanie.
They're from Gaoyan, China.
I have no idea which part of China that is.
Interesting.
Maybe I should post up my pic with the filename Yue Chin too.
So one day if she googles her own name,
she'll find me.
Just like how I found her.
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100 things about YC
- I’m 21, always.
- YC stands for Yue Chin.
- I used to be 10kgs lighter.
- I went to district schools.
- I used to be the person with the lowest attendance rate in high school.
- I wore braces.
- My hair is dyed jet black.
- I had an eyelift as birthday present from my mum at the beginning of 2005.
- I had my first wrinkle when I was 19.
- I scored A1 for both history and moral for SPM.
- When I was a kid, I used to cry when there’s thunder. It still freaks me out but I merely pretend that I’m not afraid of it anymore.
- I’m not interested in guys-with-loads-of-money-and-drive-shiny-bling-bling-car per se.
- I'm not attracted to good looking guys.
- I have been living in Melbourne for the last 4-5 years
- I’m a true blue ah lian in&out.
- I’m a very paranoid person.
- My biggest fear is being alone yet I’ve been living alone for the last 2 years.
- All my sleeping Ts and boxers are the courtesy of ex-bfs.
- I can drive a stick in stilettos.
- I drive a GTi-R baby Pulsar with roll cage affixed.
- I quit smoking about a month ago.
- The reason why I quit smoking is not because of the state of my blackened lungs but simply because I think girls look really bad when smoking.
- I have a depressed Chihuahua named Happy.
- My other dog, Luna, is socially incapable.
- I on my TV average twice a week at most.
- I’m a reader.
- I used to be a ballerina (hahahahahahaha)
- I’m an accident child who saved my parents’ marriage.
- My first relationship lasted for 5 years.
- My second relationship lasted for almost 4 years.
- Do the maths and you’ll find that my attempt as a temptress has failed terribly.
- My favorite holiday destination will have to have sand, sun and sea. Or at least Bergdorf Goodman.
- I can cook but I pretend I can’t so everyone else cooks for me.
- I had full set of perfect manicured acrylic nails for the last 3 yrs. I have not seen my real nails in the mean time.
- My hair’s Spanish extension. So practically I’m a fake because my nails are fake so is my hair. All I need now is a pair of fake boobs, cheekbones and heightened nose.
- I’m the youngest spoilt brat in the family.
- I used to have a crush on Tommy Page.
- I’m surprisingly smart.
- The last time Looney and I tried to get to Damansara Perdana from Hartamas, we got terribly lost and ended up in Federal Highway towards Sunway.
- Few days later, we tried to go to Zouk and ended up somewhere in Cheras.
- My best friend is the same person for the last 9 years.
- I used to like this girl but never had the courage to come out from the closet.
- Family always comes first.
- I totally despise durian.
- I’m very emotional.
- I used to see a shrink because I suffered from bipolar disorder.
- I used to be a chronic pot smoker.
- A lot of my friends’ gfs are constantly thinking I’m out there to seduce their bfs.
- My hairstylist has been cutting my hair since I was 8 years old before he became the hot and wanted hairstylist in KL.
- I was offered scholarship to a local uni in Malaysia that I gave up.
- The longest period of time I had not sleep is 4 days. My nose started bleeding during my presentation and I fainted once I got home. (This is what architecture does to you.)
- Crowning me the stressed out queen is nothing of a hyperbole.
- I shop so much I forget what I have in my wardrobe.
- I’m half Taiwanese.
- But I’ve never like Taiwanese guys. Sorry but I find most of them shallow.
- I used to have 3 pet iguanas which my brother starved to death when I left them in his care while I went back to Taiwan for a month.
- I finished traveling The Silk Route at the age of 16.
- My favorite writer at the moment is Anais Nin.
- I like to eat instant noodle when they’re cold.
- I was a vegetarian and still want to be if I’m not anemic.
- I suffer from polycystic ovaries syndrome.
- I’m currently on Minocycline treatment because I broke out for the first time in 21 years (well, I’m 21 always so it’ll remain as 21 years)
- My right foot is fatter than my left foot!
- I get along with my dad better on the phone.
- I use hair dryer and curling iron everyday.
- I appear to be very independent but I’m not.
- I appear to be a tough cookie but I’m merely a hard nut with a soft center.
- When I was 4 years old, I mistakenly kicked this boy in the nuts while swimming in our country club pool because I thought he’s my brother and I was revenging on something I can’t remember what.
- I learnt tae-kwan-do when I was a kid and begged my mum to let me quit because I told her a girl shouldn’t fight herself, a guy should be fighting for her.
- I can play the piano.
- My best summer holiday was the holiday I got to know Dirrty.
- I hate cats till I met Ozzy & Kenobi.
- I took salsa-dancing lesson until my partner’s gf got jealous.
- My secret ambition when I was young is to be a crane operator in the junk yard. I enjoy demolition of things.
- I was learning how to speak Sze-chuan so I can converse with my grandma in her native tongue but never manage to grasp it fluently until she passed away.
- I never really had a close relationship nor much memory of my gramps because my paternal grandma passed away before I was born, my paternal grandpa left for Canton when I was a toddler and my maternal gramps live in Taiwan. They’ve all crossed over. Sigh.
- I made a short movie of my Little Ponies with my dad’s super old school hand-held cam when I was 6.
- I eat bird nest every day and night for the sake of my complexion.
- I’m very very very very vain.
- I’ve not watch a single episode of Newlywed or Simple Life before.
- Although I own a 70inch flat screen, TV seems to be a foreign object to me.
- I only read headlines.
- I can cook a feast using only microwave.
- I have a phobia of spaghetti after living with Mark for 6 months.
- My very first puppy love is now a music graduate from Juilliard. His parents own Haagen Daz in NY.
- I’m a sucker for talents.
- The only way to shut me up when I was young is to give me a sketch book and color pencils.
- The only way to shut my up now is to shove me with good food. Or a good bag perhaps.
- Contrary to popular belief, I can travel cheap. And I can backpack!
- My favorite sandwich consists: kalamata olives, fresh baby spinach, grilled eggplant, capsicums with rye bread.
- The last episode of Star Wars I watched has Jar Jar Binks.
- I have not watch the last episode of Lord of the Rings.
- I rather watch CNN or cartoon channel rather than O.C or SATC.
- I used to drink like a fish. The only alcohol I consume now is the red wine in the lamb chop marinates or the beer in the beer batter for my fish and chips.
- I like to hop on a train and head to no where with my camera when I have an off-day.
- Today’s the second day of my 2 months of official bumming.
- I have a Degree in Design.
- I’m thinking of getting a Master Degree in Central St. Martin.
- I like Blythe dolls.
- I met James Jarvis in person when I was 18.
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Hello, I'm 21 always and I can be your concubine.
Gosh. I paid some bills today. My once healthy bank account has since shrunk, to almost non-existent. I am struggling to keep my life afloat and I really regret quitting my job. I'm on the brink of poverty! Well, I'm not exactly poor, but I've offset my money for a trip to States, which I changed my mind yesterday, and decided to take a trip to Japan instead. And the rest of the remaining lump sum from dad couple of years ago should stay put in the term deposit just in case I decide to return to Uni.
Hmm...I shouldn't eat out anymore. Time to go to Safeway and charge some groceries on credit card. It's geting colder. I shall hibernate at home and save money. I need extra money to relocate and to send Luna back. Thank god I'm getting paid tomorrow. Thank god it's time for tax return pretty soon. Wahahaha...I'm gonna be so kiasu I'm gonna lodge my tax return on the first day..even if I'm hanging over I'll be crawling into the tax office.
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Tuesday, 14 June 2005
Effective speaking
*ring*
yc:"mmphh...hello??"
dad:"are you still sleeping?it's 2pm!"
yc:"dad! i'm taking a nap, it's my first day of official bumming!gimme a break!"
dad:"no wonder u're complaining u're getting fatter. each time i call, u're either at work or sleeping. u don't even go to gym anymore. look at dad, i'm 60 and i jog faster than u."
yc: *silence*
dad:"so when are u coming home?"
yc:"21st aug"
dad:"i had lunch w/ *anon architect* today. he said it's a pity u're quitting archi school. u wanna work for Axis when u come back?i'll hook u up. *anon archi* said he'll pull string for u. it's not a problem. why don't u do interior design? u said before u don't mind working for Axis."
yc:"dad i want to go into advertising field."
dad:*pretended never heard a single word* "I didn't recieve ur resume, they're asking for your resume. well if u're quitting archi b'cus u don't like melb, u can always go to AA in London. change of environment, how 'bout that? i'll sponsor you. AA requires good results, what's ur average?"
yc:"distinction and above. dad I don't want to con't archi bcus i have no passion in it. i want to go into advertising field."
dad:*still pretending*"well u can always come back and work for *anon archi* and then go back to archi school, melb,london,ny, anywhere u want."
yc:"dad i'm quitting archi school and that's final. i've got my bachelor of design. i'm going into advertising."
dad:"if u're failing and u want to quit, i understand, but u're good at it. y quit? who knows, later u might find ur passion in it again?"
yc:"dad, i don't mean to be prude, but this is the best way i could put it. studying architecture is like sleeping with someone i have no feelings for. it drains my soul away."
dad:*silence*
yc:"dad?"
dad:"sometimes i wonder where did u learn to speak like that. ur personality's so different from mum and i. sometimes i even wonder r u our daughter..."
yc:"well that u have to ask mum."
dad:"....................."
someone should shut
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city of god

shit I shouldn't have check my bank balance.
I shouldn't have quit my job.
I shouldn't have eat that much.
I shouldn't have shopped that much.
I'm 6kgs heavier,
I have extra boxes to ship back due to excessive shopping,
and the hole in my account's getting bigger.
I feel like abandoning my apartment and everything else,
and elope to Brazil with Boo.
I'll open a dodgy chinese restaurant that serves fried rice with tomato sauce,
chop suey and bbq pork/duck/chicken.
I can picture myself wearing oily flora dress, gumboots and a black rubber apron,
chopping up bbq ducks with ciggy sticking out from the corner of my mouth....
and Boo reading papers in his Pagoda white singlet, havaianas and a white towel on his shoulder,
looking away from the papers an average of 0.5 minute to perve on hot brazillian chics walking by....
someone should shut
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Monday, 13 June 2005
don't tull the prigger u nucking figger
Today's my last day at work.
I'm done, finally.
I tendered my resignation more than a month ago,
and wasn't let go till today.
Now I have 2 complete months to bum!
yay!
And I've finally reformatted my pc.
(ok, rephrase, I've finally conned Jus into reformatting my pc)
doubly yay!
And we realised my sound card's missing.
physically missing.
I wonder what did Paul do to my soundcard.
@#%$&*
Somehow Marvelous Jus managed to whip out a sound card and an internal modem
god knows from where
which I shamelessly accepted so I could feed my internet-addiction tonight before I set up my ADSL again.
(it seems he's got more talents other than telling lame jokes)
After 2 months of isolating myself,
I've finally started to accept human contacts again
(communication with clients are not counted)
thanks to Warren.
(I wouldn't have if he wasn't ringing my bell on Saturday night because he was in a foul mood and so happened I was bawling my eyeballs out for certain reasons....)
I bumped into Krys&Joey on the street today during my lunch-time-wandering-around and decided to meet up for dinner after work.
Seeing her in bliss with Joey made me smile.
Seeing her in love made me happy.
So basically my mood's getting better.
I have not achieve solitude, but fuck that.
I'm starting to get back on track with my life again.
I'm accepting human contacts.
I'm almost done cleaning up my apartment.
I've got my heater out from the store room tonight.
I'm gonna set the On-timer since you're not here to switch it on in the morning.
And I've bought a new electric blanket to warm up the bed for me.
Now, all I have to do is to train Luna to fetch my towel........
someone should shut
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Sunday, 12 June 2005
What a way to start your day
I had a call on early Saturday morning.
My driving instructor rang me.
"Lesson's cancelled today. I've met an accident. It's pretty bad. I'm waiting for the tow truck now."
He caught me off guard while I was half asleep at 849am.
I was so nice I asked "Eric, you're ok are you? Are you hurted?"
So nice that I gave myself goosebumps.
I didn't find it funny till I woke up.
You're suppose to be a driving instructor.
You're suppose to drive well that's why you're a driving instructor.
Why the hell were you involved in an accident then??????
It wouldn't be funny if he hadn't been a smart alec....
I think I'm growing fond of this MCP driving instructor of mine.
I stick with him because I wanted to show him in his face that I can drive a bloody stick better than he could imagine.
And somehow I'm liking his meanness....
Sigh.Poor ol' Eric
arboon! says:
hmmmm.....driving instructor....driving accident.......
arboon! says:
i wonder how is he gonna face his counterparts.....i mean....colleagues and superiors and all........
arboon! says:
they'd be laffing their pants off
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It's getting colder everyday.
someone should shut
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Saturday, 11 June 2005
Friday, 10 June 2005
central saint martin is seducing me!!!
Mum rang me today.
She stood me up again.
But she suggested maybe I should go round London.
"For a change of environment." so she said.
I'm considering.
Even though that place is grey,gloomy and wet.
So I checked out Central St. Martin.
An art school I wanted to go so bad when I was 14.
Somewhere I gave up because it was too cold, too wet and too far from someone special then.
Should I go back to school?
With my BA of Design,
I can get a MA in Design within a year.
but.....
it cost...
9036 Pounds.....
fuck me..............
but Central St. Martin...hmm -_-"
(and hey,I'm tempted to jump on the I-have-a-bloody-master-degree-bandwagon!)
Do I really want to go back to school?
Dad rang later.
He said I should travel.
"See the world." so he said.
"on me..."he added '_'
gosh.
I think my parents think I really need a break.
They think I'm going insane.
which I think...
I just might be.
or perhaps they're trying to be nice.
so i'll get my ass back to archi school and be a damn architect in the future.
so we can have a typical chinese family dream.
to have a doctor,engineer and architect/lawyer/some smart arse proffesional in the family rather than a doctor,engineer and a *heck*designer?!
argh..i ruined their dream.
someone should shut
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Thursday, 9 June 2005
beautiful shoes for a disturbed soul
I've finally got my ass moving and got stuff done lately!For this week, I've:
- gotten my Learners
- applied for transcript to be issued
- arranged leave of absense for 2 yrs
- bought boxes to pack up the stuff to ship home (cost me $40.50 just for boxes!)
- arranged carpet to be steam-cleaned
- vacuumed the apartment
- cleaned the kitchen
- threw away everything I don't need (4 huge black garbage bags and more to come)
- showered Luna
- sent bags back to LV for cleaning
While picking up my bags, I passed by Gucci. Everything's 30% off. I got sucked in like a mindless zombie. I saw a really nice working belt for boo. As the sales was checking out the sizes available, I started looking at everything else.
And i saw...u guessed it..my obsession....SHOES!!!!! I thought, hey, I need a pair of shoes as Luna ate few of them not long ago. Well, so giving myself more excuses such as "I'll need a proper pair of conservative leather pumps for work bla bla bla" I bought this pair of beautiful beautiful black leather stilettoes pump *guilty as charged*. Argh...I happily walked out with my shoes, totally forgotten 'bout boo's belt after making a tough decision over a pair of 4inch-plain-fuck-me-pointy-stilettos over a pair of 3-inch-not-so-plain-gold-heel-fuck-me-stilettos. Well, it cost half of my wage, but with the GST refund that i'm gonna force KW to do it for me when he returns to KL 2 weeks later, it's a bargain!!
As I was happily walking to my car, with my bargain, I saw.................a ticket stucked on my windshield!!! FAKALAT MOU MOU!!!!!!!! My parking meter expired 5 minutes ago......I got booked for a $50 fine......there goes the money I'm supposed to save on GST refund. I hate parking officers.................................they are so bloody efficient...............
so I spent a bomb on my shoes today (which in my last post I said I will not......)
and I got booked for expired parking.....
....but at least I didn't spend it on the strippers....
ooh..and I got a call from my homey today. He nailed the job he wanted at EY. *CONGRATS!*
now hopefully I can nail the job I want too....
this is homey. he's employed. he's got attractive pay. he's buff. he's got the 6 pax. all he needs now is a girlfriend. or a lay perhaps. any takers?
someone should shut
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Tuesday, 7 June 2005
random thoughts
im tired.
i miss spring & autumn.
im red as a lobster cos it's damn 7 hot.
i feel like wearing a long gypsy skirt and twirling around in circles.
i couldnt taste my dinner, i think my tastebuds are damned.
i like char siew pau & siew mai. i also like muajee.
im lonely but yet i feel like being alone.
i want to smoke, but i smoked too much today.
i dont want to go to work tomorrow, but i have to.
i want to get up, but i dont feel like moving.
i want holiday.
i need a massage.
i feel like barfing.
im whining and i know it.
someone should shut
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Useless list of to-eat,to-dos and to-go
I was packing/throwing/cleaning/procrastinating, I was overwhelmed by my home-coming enthusiasm. My mind started drifting away, thinking of all the to-dos,to-eats,to-sees.
I'm gonna overdose on:
- nasi lemak dj
- marmite crab
- jln ipoh's nga pou (claypot) lou shi fun
- vichudda's clear tom yam
- prawn mee
- fei kai
- hokkien mee overload with extra pork fats
- XO-sauce lala and more lalassss (no i'm not talking about girls with bleached gold hair, cladded in PVC mini skirts,sequin tube tops and tahan-banjir shoes, i meant clams)
- butter praaawwwnsss...pls pls pls can we go for a seafood feast!!!
- my daily dosage of *ahem* my boo
I promise I will:
- spend more time with my girl friends , no more WL4
- rock up on time
- spend every friday night at the Loft for the rest of Twilightaction's remaining residency nights
- concentrate on my art and paintings
- get my lard back to gym
- not drive like a Malaysian
- not spend all my money on that perfect pair of shoes/bag/pants/baju...etc.
- spend rainy Sundays with the old man
- beat my Shorty at Scrabble *I beat u last summer, and I will beat u again!wahahaha*
- write that script
- teach Luna how to roll over
- pick up golf properly *yes I know flinging the golf club out from my hand is not a proper technique*
- leave my hair long and straight*hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha*
- finish compiling/illustrating that book
- introduce Black Jettas Jewelries to KL (First batch of B.J will be stocked at Baci , Jalan Telawi above Modesto's)
- get involve with the local art scene
- bitch only when necessary
- use proper grammar and correct spellings
- be prim and proper
- not smirk at the aunty with bright red hair and mini denim skirt
- not make fun of/complain about those walking-fashion-disasters
- play nice
- compile an album on photography/paintings/sketches of those colonial shop/residential houses
- get back into charity work
- get a job and not leech food/drinks/car from you
I will take a hike to:
- old KL
- Salang,Tioman to dive
- Pankor Laut
- all the small islands...!I can't get enough of sun,sea and sand.
- gunung ledang?*ok boo, i'm just kidding, I was merely thinking of Puteri Gunung Ledang so don't go dragging me up to the mountain top. I can bearly climb Bukit Kiara*
- that orphanage in Puchong which I forgot the way
then I suddenly remembered I have to sit for my Learners tmr and I haven't even flip through the first page of the handbook. *eeps*
someone should shut
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Glow
disclaimer: just because i'm from melbourne doesn't mean that i shuffle.
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Monday, 6 June 2005
I thought if I throw everything away, my memories of you would be thrown out together. I was wrong.
I would stare at the grains of light suspended in that silent space, struggling to see into my own heart. What did I want? And what did others want from me? But I could never find the answers. Sometimes I would reach out and try to grasp the grain of light, but my fingers touched nothing.
someone should shut
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sick
bloggers are exhibitionists and you readers are bloody voyeurs!
yes, you there. I'm talking about you.
and myself too....
someone should shut
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Friday, 3 June 2005
spiralling down
god damn. i can feel another bout of dejection coming on to me again. it's friday! what the fuck is wrong with me?? :(
i suddenly miss sydney & auckland more than ever. I miss the freedom of doing whatever the hell I want & nobody having a say bout it. miss being able to walk out of the door, taking a deep breath of fresh clean air, strolling down the street & jay-walking across anzac parade to the bus stop. i miss hopping on the bus going to Coles at eastgardens..you could go practically anywhere in sydney on the bus cos the transportation system there is so darn convenient! miss going to the city alone, staring out of the bus window at random strangers, pondering on what their life is like, where they are off to, then missing home at the same time. i miss the 20-minute bus ride to pitt street mall, going berserk-shopping at grace bro's & supre & sportsgirl & portmans & the occasional others. oh the shopping. SIGH.
i miss going to the travel agent to book my flight to auckland a month before i go there, feeling excited but at the same time a little heavy-hearted cos good god, flights to Auckland AINT CHEAP(although it's only 3 hours away). ive been there 6 times, cost me a fortune! upon touching down on kiwi soil, my heart would race as i curse at the luggage-loading man to hurry up already. i miss walking out of the arrival hall, my eyes quickly scanning the crowd to find ken, hugging him & not letting go.
i miss my room too :( miss skipping classes, snuggling & sniffing bolsy under the warmth of my quilt because its so fucking cold outdoors. i miss the dreadfulness of showering during winter, always reluctant to step out of the cubicle, relishing the hot water warming my freezing arse. I miss going to uni, buying a $2.50 cup of latte which feels so right during winter, sit at the lawn waiting for classes to start, thankful for the sun shining down, not thankful when the piercing cold wind blows my way. I miss running to my room after a bath & blasting the heater, bludging & spending ALL my time on the net doing god knows what, procrastinating & not giving a jack when ive got tons of work due. Come to think of it, I spent SO much time online I really believe I would have died without my broadband connection there. me is internet junkie. heh.
I miss webcamming while eating Crunchy Nut cornflakes & kimchi ramen & hazelnut choc cookies & indomee & Vietnamese chicken roll & San Remo pasta, blasting 1200 techniques & tiesto & zero 7 & tracid trax on my altec lansings. I’d blow all my allowance on unnecessary crap & be left with barely enough to survive, so I’d buy a box of instant noodles & survive on it for the following couple of weeks. meh...dodgy. I SO miss smoking in my room after my meals, regretting it later when my room stinks & I have to air it, letting all the hot air out & the cold in. i miss staying up till 6am, then crashing till yonks later, open my eyes & it'd STILL be dark. I miss having a 2-week pile of laundry to do, staying up till 3am waiting for the dryer to be done with my clothes so that I wont have to iron em when I take em out. ok maybe I don’t miss that hmmm.
yikes i miss Krispy Kreme!!! i'd go all the way to the airport just to buy 2 boxes of it & eat it for the next 3 days! Tsk tsk. oh I miss grocery shopping so much! Miss carrying like 5 bags of stuff on one hand, 5 more on the other and carrying a 10 ton backpack as well while waiting for the 400 bus. i'd reach home with my shoulders bleeding murder. Shit I miss sublime @ Home too! Home is the club u MUST visit when u're in sydney, if u like evil pounding music, that is. With resident DJs like amber savage, pee wee ferris, jumping jack, kid kenobi & nik fish, it's a rave in there every weekend, a MAD rave. really crazy times we had there.
Anyway, I miss a whole lot of other things which I wont mention here! Argh! I miss mashi & miso too! Hardly ever have time to have a decent conversation with them these days. If u’re reading this, where the hell have u been miso???? Happily riding your motosikal along the pantai with your Hawaiian girlfriend enzoi sunset issit? I hope you got a haircut! the last time i saw you, your center-parting fringe was starting to look like a curtain! :)
someone should shut
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Thursday, 2 June 2005
Dear Jean,
Let's go get some sand in our pants.
I need a holiday!!!!Something's wrong with my browser, I can't log in my mailbox. So here I am, writing you the mail as promised. As you can see from my blog, that I've no life and nothing spectacular happening in my life. Day in day out, same shit different day. I wake up, log on, check my mail, go to work, go to uni, stay at home, walk the dog, and once in awhile, coffee with friends(which haven't happen for almost 3 weeks now). Nothing's new, besides I'm finally done with school (hopefully). I've been trying to save for a trip to the States but it seems so impossible. Living in Melbourne's too expensive. Bills are killing me. I haven't shop for 3 weeks (which is very very very very impossible) yet I haven't save much.
Lately, all I've been doing is trying to rock up an impressive resume and compiling my mini portfolio. The one I've done in school, somehow doesn't appeal. I need them to be impressive because I'm not going into my own field. I'd love to venture into advertising. And I'm aiming for Leo Burnet. Why? Because of Yasmin Ahmad. Her ad for Petronas and her controversial Sepet, her art directing, had some impact on me. So I guess, for an archi to go into advert and to become a CD ten years later(shorter I hope, keep our fingers crossed for me), I'll have to start from either graphic/desktop/FA artist. Which means I'll have to work like a bangla and be paid like a bangla for the first few years. Sacrifices. Dad called me the other morning, when I told him I am gonna send in my stuff to LB, O&M...and other advertising firm, his reaction? *NOT happy la* Then he asked "If you're into advert, why did you go to archi school? You should have done multimedia/advert. Or perhaps studied locally." At this point, I was thinking *hmm dad, remember the scholarship offer I had for Multimedia U?but you said "Why do you want to mingle in the local U?and in Putrajaya?bla bla bla...people are dying for a chance to go oversea...bla bla bla...GO TO TRINITY like your brother...why do you always have to be difficult??"* So as the obedient daughter I listened. I came to Melbourne, leaving everything behind. I still remember those days when you were telling me 'bout how fun college days were in Sunway, I had a tinge of jealousy.
And after college, I told my dad I wanted to major in Fashion or Industrial design (because Multimedia was out of the question, he said NO.) He then said "Why not Architecture? The supreme of all design" Which I had to agree to. Kiasu la. What to do? And with Ken Yeang brainwashing me "Once you're an architect, you can be an interior/industrial/graphic designer. But once you're an interior/industrial/graphic designer, you can't be an architect." True that. They got me on my weakest point. KIASU la. So, I fell into the trap of architecture. All these years, I suffered from sleeplessness, stress and pre-mature aging. But surprisingly, I've never regretted. The course is truely gruesome, but beneficial. I've learn so many things. Wahaha..not trying to promote. But as much as I hate architecture, I would strongly recommend anyone who has the passion, to GO FOR IT. It's a love-hate relationship. Or perhaps, a masochist like me, enjoys being tortured. I even chose a course that will torture me dearly!hahaha....Oh well, enough 'bout me going on and on 'bt this. I'm done with it already. WOOHOO!!!
afternote:if I would have gone to Multimedia U with my partial scholarship, I would have save almost RM1 million. yeah I never mention, but I secretly applied for MMU and scholarship from one of those yayasan thing with my SPM result(which amazed all the teachers in high school 'cus remember back then I was never in school, with the lowest attendance rate in the whole form). gosh was I insulted when Pn. Er asked me did I honestly sat those tests without cheating 2 yrs later when I bumped into her in 1U one of the summer holiday. Just because I did my trials straight after partying from Backroom doesn't mean that I sat for SPM straight after partying from Backroom:P
remember we took this on the last day of school? it still sits on my table, framed, until today. 
(L to R, first row: Shan doing her finals in IT, Pei Yee haven't been in contact with her
Argh, how I miss those days. High school seems like yesterday. But it was 5 yrs ago. Remember recess? And remember my black tanker BMW? I miss wearing pinafore and baju kurung on Mondays cus we were lazy to wear tie. Come to think of it, school was fun. Why did I rather sleep at home than go to school then? Weird. Until today, I still dream that I'm sitting for SPM and I can't read bahasa anymore bcus I've been away for so long. Then I'll wake up in sweat!
Gosh..I miss home so much. and I miss you!!!Seems like both of us are stuck at where we are this summer (winter for me). But I'll be back by end of Aug hopefully. I'll have to pack up so much shits that I've gathered in the last 5 yrs. Sigh, so much memories in this apartment that I'm not willing to part with. I wonder, if I pack everything up into boxes, can I cram my all my memories of my life and him in the boxes too? And if i ship the boxes back to Malaysia, will my memories follow too? Or would they merely bcome haunted recollections in my then emptied apartment. We haven't decided whether to sell or to rent our apartment out. There's so many things to get done with. All the furnitures, appliances and knick-knacks. I don't even know where to start. And my car!!!Oh how am I to part with my baby GTi-R???
Argh, I hate afternoon melancholy. Anyway, I need to get going. Need to settle some stuff in uni, go to the bank, and work a 2hrs shift to fill in for someone. I'll see you back home during christmas, hopefully. Then we'll go to the beach. I need some sands in my pants and some sun. I've became ghastly white again. All the effort of tanning last december's been flushed down the drain.
p.s. put a penny or a dime into the piggy bank each time u miss him. i saved quite a fortune by doing this last few years(but i put in $2 coin haha).
xoxo,
YC
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Wednesday, 1 June 2005
Pulling through, coming through

i puked blood.
then I puked more blood.
then I found kenny sia i nearly puke more blood just cus he's bloody hilarious in the lamest way.
at least I'm done with archi school now. no more puking blood!!!
YAY!!!!!
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where's the gun?
someone should shut
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killing me softly
I fell off the wagon.
I'm trying to write an impressive resume
and I heard my head went "crack!"
or it sounded more like a "pop!'
So I dug out my half a carton of Mild Seven Charcoal,
dug out the PHD lighter Soul-T gave me,
and lit a ciggy.
My head was buzzed and I felt disgusted.
I butt it out after 2 puffs.
*grossed out*
Now I feel like puking.
I wanted to smoke so badly yet when I did,
it completely puts me off.
I feel so sick now I'm gonna crawl back to bed.
The impressive resume can wait.................................
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farewell buddy
I’m so sad. One of my fellow colleagues has been assigned to a client in KL. He will be there for the next 6 months & I won’t be seeing him anymore as I have for the past month. He came into this department the same time as me..feels so weird that he’s gone, he was my smoking buddy, my bitching buddy, my all-rounder buddy. Though i have other friends here, but ... it just isn't the same.
Oh well. I guess this is what one has to go through being a consultant. Independent, constant travelling, never knowing where you’ll end up. *sigh* meanwhile, I’m still being kept in “cold storage”, waiting to be chucked to a client’s place. *sniffles* I’m not used to being away from my close friends or my loved ones. I hate it. It’s so depressing.
just to correct you Mashi, the internet connection here is anything but high speed. I’m downloading material & I’m going bald by the second! wALAUuu I thought it would be like T1 speed but my streamyx also faster than this man! & my laptop is far from state-of-the-art. It's a brick. It's so ol skool that I don't even bother bringing it home anymore, I just lock it in the cabinet.
yAYaYAyayaya I may sound like I’m complaining but really, I’m NOT.
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