Saturday, September 29, 2007
I’m dismayed recently, of many incidents that have happened and are happening around me.
Since college, I learned the exasperation of rumors and thought that after these years, gossips and mindless bitchings will not get the better of me.
But I was wrong. Unwillingly admitting, they do get the better of me. Oh they do.
I tried to stay low profile for as long as I can, traveling to foreign countries while ignoring what is happening back in my homeland and people I usually socialize with. Yes, I disconnect myself with people around me. One part of me naively thought that there is NO way gossips can fly high when I’m flying.
I traveled so much and was ignorant of my social circle back home; sometimes I forgot how to socialize anymore.
Since teen, I know gossips love me for few reasons I sometimes know too sure of, but neglect. They cling on to me like leaves on trees, like baby on teddy bears, like Nicole on chocolates. I’m probably capable to create gossips out of thin air with my absence.
I understood this in these recent few months.
And it has affected my mood greatly. I love going out less, I dislike meeting people, I have even lost interest in traveling. And I thought locking myself most of the time in my pad will solve the problem; assuming people who like to irritate me, of whom I do not know, will finally leave me alone; to stay away from the social world and let me be.
But again, I was wrong.
I have people I hardly know; barely communicated with; inventing scandal that involves me sleeping or having sex with people I only met for 2 days; rumor with people whom I have high admiration towards because of their articulate social skill and line of work; from people whom I thought to respect for their assumed professionalism.
And little did I know, as ignorant as I wish I could be towards these gossips; it is affecting my reputation, my professions, and circulating around organizations I work for (one who pay me) and with (one who handles my pay).
I have people hating me for reasons I am not too sure of. And when I questioned, I heard people have been distributing information about things I SAID I never knew I did about certain people who will later hate me for the thing I SAID of what content I don’t even know. To make things worse, to accuse me of the SCANDAL they heard to add credits to my “personality” leading to the things I SAID.
And then I lost a friend.
I have people whom I used to fancy, ignoring and avoiding me, due to gossips such like ME spreading rumors that THIS PERSON I used to fancy is trying to HIT (aka get into pants) me. And gossips about the very same person I used to fancy, telling everybody I HAVE SLEPT with him when we never even WERE TOGETHER.
He is still not looking me in the eyes.
The queen once said to be famous, gossips (bad ones usually) play a vital role. To a certain extent, I agree. Controversies create publicity. That's how Paris Hilton and Britney gained fame isn't it? But these gossips have so far affected my friendship, my career, and people I love.
Are rumors and gossips friends? Or foes?
I wish I could share with the many places I have traveled, I have so many interesting things that I want to blog about, about Thailand, about Japan, and even many other parts of Vietnam and many little incidents that made me laugh.
But my heart is just falling apart and whenever I look at the screen, happy words fail to spill out from my fingers. And I will sink back into my books, away from reality.
Thursday, September 27, 2007
I bought a 2GB SD card from Low Yat. :D
It started out like this.
I was reading Ming's blog when I found myself humming to the song Bare Necessities from Jungle Book one.
So I went to youtube to look for more videos of this song.
And before I know it. The keywords "Bare Necessities" some how, some way, lead me to this.
Warning: Boys, close your eyes, seriously, I will not be held responsible for any nausea outcome; girls, hold on to your panties. Again, this is not for the faint-hearted.
I mean!! WTH!!! o.O
It was a NAIVE search!!! I swear!!!
Wednesday, September 26, 2007
(4 May 1929 – 20 January 1993)
Who doesn’t love Audrey Hepburn.
She is Audrey Hepburn! The third greatest female star of all time, after Katharine Hepburn (No, I don’t think they’re directly related) and Bette Davis.
The queen of her time, she is.
Born a beauty (on and off screen)
Exceptionally talented. Not to mention a humanitarian for almost half her later life.
I love Audrey Hepburn.
My favorite movie of her has to be My Fair Lady.
Apart from her awesomest acting skill, who else can pull off such a dress.
None other than Audrey I’m sure.
Remember that iconic movie of hers, Breakfast at Tiffany’s?
The photo that made little black dress a billion dollar industry
Yes, this is Audrey you absent-minded fools (for those who don’t know who Audrey Hepburn is). The movie that sets off and land a permanent mark in the History of Film-Making and Acting.
Singing in Breakfast at Tiffany's - Moon River
Everyone loves Audrey Hepburn! She is every actress’s idol, and every man’s fantasy, and every girl’s envy.
Even the kids want a piece of Audrey.
Don’t forget that symbolic pose of hers holding a long cigarette holder, upswept chignon and little black dress. Every poise spills elegance.
But then SOMEBODY…. gotta come and spoil it all for us!!
*puke* *puke* and *double puke*!!!
Tuesday, September 25, 2007
Argh~~!!! I hate formatting my pc!!
Argh~~~!!!!!! I hate the fact that I NEED to format my pc!!
Argh~~~~!!!!!! I hate spywares!! I hate virus!! I hate Microsoft bug that comes with XP service pack 2 which keep crashing my internet connection!!!!
It's been two days without proper internet access and I feel that part of my limbs are amputated day by day, a slow yet painful tormentment!
ON the bright side. I finally finished Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows!!!
Yeah~~~ After a week of half-hermit, I finally finished the damn book! J.K.Rowling is a mad woman!!! She's mad!!! Absolute nutter!
She can twist your mind, especially towards the ending of the book, so much it almost drived me up the wall following the story.
Ahh... in some ways, I felt relieved, and yet empty. 10 YEARS of pursuit!! Since the first book of Harry Potter, this finally marked the journey of my teenage-hood.
How I used to hide underneath blankets and not seen sun lights for days; immerse in a world of wizardry and magic; and how the unforgivable curses gave me excitements everytime Harry try to chant it; how I secretly adore Albus Dumbledore and his crooked nose and that piercing blue eyes; and how Severus Snape finally caught my admiration in the end.
And now, all those believes, the fantasy, the one escape I can always hope for and depend on when life's too tough, end. Gone.
Or at least, till the day I start flipping the first page of Harry Potter and the Philosopher Stone again. Oh yes I will. Unless Rowling decides one day to write the follow-up stories about the descendants of Harry, a total different story, but the same world, the same dream.
Alrighty~~ Next book.
Monday, September 24, 2007
And it’s better if it’s a Macbook. It’s difficult to blog when one travel so extensively without a laptop. You have no idea the amount of cash I have donated to foreign countries just on internet charges alone!!
If a laptop is too much to ask, I don’t mind changing my super old super out-dated (wifi-less, not wireless) phone to a new one. Say… N95?? Designed specifically for bloggers, and its design is fit for vlogging too. I mean, DVD quality footage and wireless LAN? It’s pratically a computer itself.
YUP. And I want to win that from here.
So don’t go there to have a look.
I’m serious. If you see it, you will join, coz the prizes are too cool and everyone else is so lame; if you join, it will minimize my chance to win.
NO, I SAID DO NOT CLICK ON IT.
DO NOT CLICK.
Which part of DON’T CLICK do you NOT understand?
Okay, fine…. Click!
Click and Vote for me.
Saturday, September 22, 2007
When I was in Japan, I made a journey to the cutest town in the world.
Hello Kitty Town.
Yes it exist, yes it’s not a myth. There is a town in Japan called the Hello Kitty Town, and they even build a theme park comprising all the sugar and spices known to man kind in this Theme Park. And I, have to see it with my own eyes.
As I made my left turn after a 3 minute walk from the Tama station, I found myself approaching a rainbow looking structure.
Welcome to Sanrio Puroland. Home of Hello Kitty - the mouthless cat, and her delightful friends – mindless creatures that made no sense at all.
Where all the cuteness in the world gathers, so cute you wanna puke. I’m not kidding.
At first it was all nice and sweet. Adorable even.
The lady at the entrance wearing Hello Kitty imprinted maid costume
Getting in cost you around 3000 yen, for all the rides they will charge you a further 1500 yen. So it’s 4500 yen altogether. That’s around RM135 or USD39.
Inside, you see a lot of the characters from Hello Kitty world patrolling the place for visitors to take photos. Like the villain character Badtz-Maru.
"Muahaha, I got you"
They switch these characters in between periods, but the main character is not where to be seen.
Things inside Puroland resemble that of Disneyland’s; everything is bigger, more colorful, more cartoonised (if that is even a word). Except everything is all Hello Kitty and Pink.
Including the toilet.
Half a Hello kitty head on a female body?
This must be the cutest toilet I have ever seen. Got birds chirping some more
In Hello Kitty Town, and Hello Kitty Theme Park and Hello Kitty World, it would only make sense if I visit the one and only house of the white furry cat.
Pink, why am I not surprised?
I mean, where else in the world can you find another kitty house? There’s a handful of Disneylands around the world, with that a handful of Mickey Mouse houses. BUT, there will always be ONE Hello Kitty house.
As I was queuing up to visit the house (the theme park is packed, even on a weekday), this little girl came trotting pass me with her mom behind.
Awe… so cute.
Cute outfits in Japan, which I have learned, are not limited to just the minors.
Lady at the entrance speaking in Japanese which I don’t understand.
After half an hour of boring queue, it was my turn!
If there ever was a house that I think has TOO MUCH pink in it. It has to be this one.
Peering into Kitty’s wardrobe
Pink Kitty Bed.
…… the kid must be ecstatic about pink.
The furniture, the sofas, kitchen, the dining area, the bathroom, it was all either carved into shapes of kitty heads or painted in pink, or both.
Somehow, I felt out of place here.
Black lady standing in front of a dazzling kitty mirror
Throughout the theme park, you are spoiled with kitty products (that is, if you are a kitty fan).
Erm, I feel like getting one of these.
There’s also kitty food, or food that look like kitty.
Cinnamon Pudding, yum~ (pun intended)
Cinnamon is the cute white bunny looking creature.
All those food are just too cute to be eaten, so I skipped lunch and went straight for Cinnamon stage performance.
This might sound redundant by now, but this is one of the CUTEST performances I have ever sat through.
It was almost torturing. Amusing, but definitely testing my sanity and intelligence.
Ermm.. maybe not all cutesy and jumpy.
See the performance in real action and judge it with your own eyes.
I don’t know about you, but if you’re asking me. Of half the time I was looking at those gorgeous legs prancing around, and the other half I was fighting to keep my self sane by looking at those gorgeous legs.
It was nearly evening, I decided to go for my last ride before exiting the theme park.
It’s cool, sailing on boat, just chilling, relaxing. No more brain washing and mind twisting dances with butterflies flapping everywhere.
Purin the Pudding eating Dog
… I take back my words.
It’s horrifying I tell you. Simply appalling.
At one point, I almost jumped out of the boat screaming. (when the boat pushed the door open)
No~~~!! Too~~~ Many~~~ Kitties ~~~ Too~~~ Cute~~~
So~~ Many~~ Kitties~~~
No~~~ More~~~ Pls~~~ ARGH
I ain’t kidding you man, I was traumatized by the end of the journey.
I have been affected so badly, I can even name you the names of all the characters.
From top left: Mocha, Cappuccino, Milk, Cinnamon, Espresso
From left: Chiffon, Mocha, Cappuccino
That’s not all. Before you exit, you will find yourself going through the most ridiculous or the largest ridiculous store ever; all selling Hello Kitty merchandises.
Some of the locals even visit the theme park solely to shop at this store.
Yes it means they pay 3000 yen just to get in here to buy the bunch of cookies and cups and shirts and pen with Hello Kitty face on it.
It is all a scam. A big FAT CUNNING SCAM.
First they brainwashed you into believing the world is made of honey and rainbows;
then they make you think Hello Kitty is the CUTEST creature on earth that you MUST idolize and fantasize;
THEN they put you in a big store selling inane craps that are utmost insults to human intelligence.
I tell you.
At least I think their outfit is cute (what is not!).
And guess who I met on my way out?
I walked out of Puroland feeling a bit more retarded.
Puroland in the evening
I passed by Mcdonalds and decided to get back into reality,
By pigging out on a burger.
Real HUMAN Food, finally~!
Well it could have been far worse;
I could be visiting the place with YOU.
At least you don’t have to suffer my Cinnamon Rangers effect!! (Can’t say the same for my Japanese friends though)
Go go rangers!!!
I bet by now you must be wondering if I’ve met the star of the town.
Kitty is such a poser~
Thursday, September 20, 2007
Entries will be updated soon.
On another note, there's a Charity Finale Event coming this 25th September from 7:30-10pm at Laundry Bar, The Curve. There'll be perfomances and music and lots of booze. The takings will all go to http://www.hospismalaysia.org/.
Now there's a good reason for you to drink more beers. :D
Someone forwarded these photos to me, explaining why~ you should not binge drink and pass out in front of your friends.
Is that? Superglue?
"I call my latest haristyle - The Hedgehog"
This dude's going to wake up with a backache
Right~ Eww~ Ew Ew Eww~~~
New way to learn biology
He's going to wake up feeling a bit more gay
Holy shit! Talk about life turning upside down!
WTF? They shaved his butt?!! o.O
I wonder how is he going to wash his face?
Is the ducktape thing a trend or something?
I bet he wouldn't dare to move when he wake up.
Man, if this guy flips when he sleeps...
Who's the devil here?
And my favourite of all~~
How does he breath??
"Someone pass me a lighter?"