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Cherry L. is a dessert junkie and self-proclaimed psycho genius dreaming of world domination while creatively avoiding scandals. When not engaged in social interactions, she subconsciously slips off into a parallel universe. Easily distracted by pretty boys and strange objects. Her demonic kiasu-ness and notorious procrastination are genetic.

Saturday, November 6, 2010

Weekend In KL

Grawr I've said it a million times and I'm going to say it again!~ If I didn't leave The One Academy, I would have graduated this weekend as well!!!~ *so angry* 

Itinerary is shopping, after graduation party, graduation dinner, convocation and meeting up with friends! (No particular order)

I think I'm on the verge of loosing a friend again. Sigh. As in we had a fall out. My unintentional fault at the beginning which I apologized to, but to be replied with profanities and then straight into ignoring your existence and dominating the conversation with everyone else and finally severing ties by demanding to get back everything I ever borrowed.

Nice. 

I have a whole bunch of things to say too. Like that kind of attitude was absolutely uncalled for, considering coming from a highly educated background, being a respected working professional and so-called honourable family. Disappointing. That is all.

Maybe I've toughened up to a lot of bad attitude and I just learn to deal appropriately. I think I have a decent amount of friends I can actually depend on so it's just a waste of resources to dwell on just one when it's their own attitude inconsistencies.

This is supposed to be a happy post actually. 

Just to say I've been going to sleep laughing for the past few days... (No, please don't think I've gone nuts!) Just that, I go to sleep happier than I've felt for the past 2 years. So it's a good thing. :D



Thursday, October 28, 2010

SNSD - Hoot: Very Austin Powers Style

And guess who's guest starring in it? XD Ngek ngek ngek...

Monday, October 25, 2010

Angry Face

I HATE PAYING BILLS. 

MONEY PLEASE FLOW IN INSTEAD OF OUT ALL THE DAMN TIME.

I am in a situation when I just pumped in xxxx into the bank, just to pump it out again to Inland Revenue. FML.

Wednesday, October 20, 2010

Tastes Often Change!~

Your dating personality profile:

Wealthy/Ambitious - You know what your goals are and you pursue them vigourously. Achieving success is important to you.
Athletic - Physical fitness is one of your priorities. You find the time to work athletic pursuits into your schedule. You enjoy being active.
Stylish - You do not lack for fashion sense. Style matters. You wouldn't want to be seen with someone who doesn't care about his appearance.
Your Top Ten Traits

1. Wealthy/Ambitious
2. Athletic
3. Stylish
4. Adventurous
5. Intellectual
6. Outgoing
7. Traditional
8. Practical
9. Conservative
10. Religious
Your date match profile:

Athletic - You aren't looking for a couch potato. You seek someone who is active and who keeps his body in top shape.
Practical - You are drawn to people who are sensible and smart. Flashy, materialistic people turn you off. You appreciate the simpler side of living.
Conservative - Forget liberals, you need a conservative match. Political discussions interest you, and a conservative will offer the viewpoint you need.
Your Top Ten Match Traits

1. Athletic
2. Practical
3. Conservative
4. Traditional
5. Adventurous
6. Religious
7. Outgoing
8. Funny
9. Stylish
10. Big-Hearted

Take the Dating Profile Quiz at Would I Date You

My comments:-

Wealthy/Ambitious - Yes, I am undeniably very goal-driven and kiasu. I must have what I want, or I'll suffer from insomnia until the day I get it. As for being wealthy, that's my long term goal and I'm working towards it.

Athletic - Doesn't sound exactly like me at all, eh? I'm a demi-sloth. Anyone sloth-ier than I am is my cat. I think I like to be on the go, run around to get things done, rather than be interpreted as being athletic (running on a treadmill and doing yoga). I certainly don't like to be contained in an office for 2/3rds of the day.

Stylish - I hit. And I miss. I still have a long way to go.


On the other hand, I really want to get my blog business going again! I actually abandoned it for like... I don't know. Ages. I've actually been making some off site sales off and on so far. It's just that I haven't got time to snap photos of the newer earrings and update/maintain my site. *Sigh* I even bought some rare stones when I was in Australia that are really beautiful and I'm enthusiastic about beading them up. I was just really happy to see the amount of support I'm getting from various people on the FB Page. (consisting of people I hardly know, my church pastor and of course, my friends who are well aware of my passion!) I just know I have so much to offer...

Personal business aside, I've been really busy with college, dad/granpa/great granpa/greatx2 granpa's estate (because I'm the surviving executor), our company and it's sister company plus just general family affairs (like helping to cook once in a while or just keeping my mum company) while being able to earn for myself here and then. Everything is just back to back and just today, I got a bit upset that work has finally overlapped with college, and obviously, I had to put college aside. Hmm...

I'm sure everyone's well aware how important college is to me, I'm seriously determined to graduate with a qualification no matter what this time around. So far I've been making the grades (Yay!), thanks to my lecturers' understanding and support. At the back of my mind I'm slightly sad that I kinda wished that I would be able to be committed to college and the design field rather than to be consciously sucked into the kind of things I just don't have the heart to do. Recently, I've softened up to the idea and I'm being more receptive. I think it has to do with the fact that the people who tend to plunge everything down your throat not being there any more so I'm becoming less defensive and paranoid.


Oh anyways, I know that sometimes it may seem like I just grab someone to rant and drag you into my spiral of negativity, but thanks for listening because it really does make my day when someone just lends a sympathetic ear and not judge me for whatever. Sorry bout the depressing influence, it was unintentional. I hope that you receive the joy in return by knowing that you were able to help someone else in need unload a burden. I know it can be frustrating talking to a person who is unwilling to help themselves even after they take all your time and sympathy. For me, I just sulk it over and move on (and probably come back with more).

Tuesday, October 12, 2010

Men of ALL Ages

2007 was a year I hung out with guys of mostly my similar age group. To cut a long story short, at the end of the day, I find that most of guys my age were usually a little juvenile and childish in actions. (The power of youth!) It was cute in the beginning but can be slightly tiresome after a bit. I suppose being in you're mid-20s is something very delicate (and scary!) hence a lot of them are just all over the place and not quite sure what it is in life that they want.

Fast forward to 2010, my fate has mysteriously changed to encountering a rather refreshing amount of 30 year old + males (something which would have freak the sh*t out of me if I were any younger!). While some are quite a pleasure to talk to (hey you, don't smile!), there were a few in particular that made me raise an eyebrow this week.

In one case, was a guy whom, I was truly aware that in terms of age, he would expectedly garnered an upper hand with a decades worth of life experience more than I. But to rub it in one's face in every conversation topic does not earn you any impression any higher than average. Being elder doesn't mean you have to take everything so seriously and stoically, everyone just has a different level on life based on their own progressional personal experience. Just because they haven't reached the level you have achieved doesn't make them absolutely wrong or incompetent. 

I eventually became quite annoyed with the domineering conversation which felt to me as  if I was being pointed out that my opinions or actions had flaws, or were just not superior enough to standard. Let say my opinion WAS wayward, you were obnoxious nonetheless. Normally nowadays, I believe that the best action without wasting anymore precious resources is just to walk away and avoid talking to these people in future. Talking with this certain gentleman just contributed to uptightness to my arteries. I wasn't really keen on trying desperately to prove my point (if I had any) to someone who was a mere acquaintance. End of story.

We move on to 40-60 year olds. 2 weeks ago, I met up with an ex-teacher whom my bff called a lecherous/chikopek child molester (and I agreed). Luckily, he had no recollection of who I was, and I didn't want to introduce myself after having his leery eyes visually molesting me. Don't know why, but men tend to become creeps when they turn mid-age. Probably has something to do about their wives growing less attractive, turning their attention entirely to the kids and hen pecking them, that these poor unsatisfied men prey on helpless little girls to gain their masculinity again. I feel sorry for the ignorant wives who sleep next to these scums every night and young girls who actually get exploited and no one would believe them.

Men indeed have 2 faces. By day, they can be one respectable individual that no one can believe they are actually monsters in disguise, and by night they just do strange things that we only hear from gossip magazines. You won't really understand the truth of this unless you actually know the kids/family of the man that did something unpleasant to you/someone else you know and they think the world of him while you suffer in silence. What a monster, hiding behind his family's happiness as defense, knowing you won't dare to break it. Girls are just gullible and naive by nature. (Whee like meeeee!~) 

Rather surprisingly, I actually enjoy the company of the guys of the significantly younger age group. *cough* Taylor Lautner *cough* That's besides the point but yeah, we talk, crap, laugh, burp and have a pure platonic friendship without pressure wtf. AS FRIENDS OK. Not every topic has to end up about potential relationships.

Monday, October 11, 2010

My Growth Rate Is Certainly Impeded

Today I felt a bit susceptible that I didn't possess much of maturity in terms of looks and sociability of someone of my age. By MY standards, of course. 

It's because, I actually a lot of 18 year olds are more adult-like than me! They have done things that I've never heard of until I was in my twenties and achieved much more while I'm still running around the place with my short/jerseys/slippers/knapsacks and mistakenly assumed to be part of the group of my younger sister's friends (despite being older by nearly half a decade). :)

I'm actually in awe (and a little intimidated) that girls nowadays are starting young clubbing their guts out, buying luxury items that logically can only be afforded by the affluent, dress up/make up 5 years older than they are, having sex earlier (with a number of different guys sometimes) and tried almost every contraceptive available in the market that by they're 21, they look like they've already turned 37. Those are the 'adult things' that come in mind, generally.

On the other hand, the things that I'm actually quite respectful towards some of my younger counterparts is that some of them are professionally involved in things such as starting their own businesses, modeling and endorsing products, having a proper/improper income source to afford all sorts of enviable things, travelled three quarters of the earth, have had one or two plastic surgeries or owning their own place.

In that respect, I feel undeserving if someone calls me Jie Jie. Sorry, I don't meet that standard yet, but I'm on the way. :P I was thinking if you we're to be behaving like a 25 year old when you are 16, then what is left when you actually turn 25?

Saturday, September 25, 2010

Just To Be Clear

I think my last, last post kinda garnered a wrong impression about me being anti-marriage or anti-men or anti babies or anti-weddings. That's way off course. I'll admit that I ridiculed and exaggerated some content just for humour sake, considering how morbid this kind of subjects I write about. Some things I said was just to illustrate a fact (maybe a little bit dramatically). I got really uncomfortable that instead of backing up my points, people are even more convinced that I'm all the things I listed above.

I honestly respect and hold in high regard the aspect of a marital union. I enjoy going to weddings and I comprehend that it is one of the most important events in a person's life. I get upset and confused when people break up because I know how horrible a heart break can be and it's not something I would wish on anyone. But if this still doesn't really convince you, then you are free to believe what you want to believe, and I shall just continue to live my life as how it normally is to me at my own pace.

What I really find annoying to the point of frustration are people who are not aware their own boundaries. Caring for a friend's happiness is one thing, but do it subtly. Gently nudge them tor encourage them in a kinder way Not shove it down their throats and when they retort, you blame them being defensive. (OMG where did you get the perception that everything YOU say and think is right).

From another perspective, how would a person who is in a relationship feel if someone just came up to her trying to convince her that her choice of life is going to lead her to disaster with the following statements?

1. Are you still with XYZ? You haven't broke up yet? Aren't you bored already? Time to change!
2. So, seems that relationship/marriage/family life has taken all your freedom. 
3. You don't even have as much time for yourself. You don't have a opinions, much less a personality.
4. You're boyfriend's an ass. You should break up with him.
5. You're tied down.
6. Boring. No more market value.
7. You deserve better than that scumbag.
8. You're probably right, better him than nothing, you poor thing. Not much of a choice, do we?

My point is, the way you tell us things like that we 're commitment-phobic, selfish, picky, slutty, we're going to grow old and die alone and miserable in a house full of cats are HURTFUL. It hurts as much as we tell you your choice in a life partner sucks and will drag you to hell with him if you don't dump him soon. Even though both facts may be true.

Plus, if that's the worst that could happen by being single, it doesn't really sound all that bad actually comparing to being having your house bombed, or family killed and raped in front of you, or being tortured to death by mutilating your xyz or buried alive.

Even if you're married you can still die alone. 1. if your spouse dies earlier than you/divorces you/happens to be on a business trip far away; 2. and if your children all move away (could be because you nag them too much about marrying); 3. the nurse in the old folk's home has 20 other old people to look after; 4. you slipped and fell off a cliff (like Yoshito Usui, author of Shin Chan) and your body is only found 9 days later half rotten. Plus if you happen to be a cat lover, that won't make the end of you life any better than the single people you've been cursing all your life. (This is a common statement; so it's not like targetted specifically at anyone. I'm kinda directing this to myself too because I have that kinda visualization too!)

I have the kind of reservations that normal people would (or should) have ie. that your future spouse is a bad egg who cheats, gambles, squanders money etc. Other than my own experiences, I also observe other people's relationships and to me, a person who is highly sensitive and rather naive, I don't have that kind of emotional endurance to multiple date and multiple break up and still be cool about it. It's like how a coach doesn't put a low stamina player in the game for far too long but if he puts him in at the right time, he may score a good goal.

I'm sure a lot of you do realize that having real friend's are like having gold, but they are not easy to find. The kind that sticks through you through thick and thin and not try to hamhoi you everytime they can? If it's so hard to find a good friend, it's about the same level of challenge, or higher to find a good husband. Because it's not just about 'feel', you need to be smart in all other aspects such as compatibility, development as a team, good financial standing, good parenting and integrity as a human being. I mean, you can fall in love with a jerk (we all usually do). And that won't work. At All.

Disclaimer: You guys know how kiasu I am. My family wanted me to do Law so bad but I purposely went and do Art. It just says about my personality, the more you force me into a belief, the more I'll fight back just to let you know you can't simply throw your weight around and expect people to submit to you easily. In normal conditions, I probably wouldn't have hated Law (or marriage :P). Would certainly enjoyed it, but at my own terms and pace.

As for the answer to the big Q. I don't know but I'm certainly open to it. But if it doesn't happen, it's probably better to be single than to be married to the wrong guy, just look on the bright side of life and find other beneficial things to do in life lor. Marriage certainly need not be an achievement nor is it something to prove one's self worth. Either way, even if it is, it's something deserving congratulations and well wishes ultimately.

Thursday, September 23, 2010

Listless

Happy Mid-Autumn!~ I hope everyone is well and in good health. Don't eat too much mooncakes because there's high sugar content in it.

Gees my lips are tearing apart because of dryness and I peel them out of frustration.
Today, I just blurted out that I wanted to eject myself out of my life. You know like the eject button they have in the plane and you press it when your plane is about to crash. I was really amused with someone's cute effort to help me 'eject' today. You have no idea how much I wanted to take on that offer, it became the highlight of the day Unfortunately as usual, I had to decline because I am guilt driven to live up to a lot of expectations. I think mum will just melt without me right now but because she's my mum, it's just the right thing to look after her and give support. 

I'll just complain and complain here only. It hasn't been coming out my lips that I'm upset over a lot of things. I'm just quiet about the whole issue and it bothers me in little doses. When I look back the past one month (or 2 years in grand total), I can say at this moment, I am impervious to any more incoming pain.

I'm much like a walking zombie who can't really mentally or emotionally absorb what's going on. On top of my own personal unresolved issues, an addition of stuff like these just makes me totally BLUR. As in, I feel that it angers/saddens/bores me but it's stuck in my throat and will not come out. I dislike this storm of responsibility that is dragging me back to the starting point. I just don't want to be in this position that I've been trying to escape my entire life. It took me 97% of my life to convince myself that I had a right of choice of how I want to live. Not constantly being told of what to do. It's like living with a manual constantly in your hand.

Honestly, I wished that everyone just go fk themselves with their own problems, not involve other people just because they need some verification or attention. I don't care lor, whatever la, just fk off. I don't like it when people are like, "This hasn't been done" and looks at you. If it's not done, then just go do it lor. You can't be expecting me to do everything but when I do it my way, you 'beh song' and force me to do it your way. Then do it yourself in the first place and not waste everyone's time and energy la.

Some moments it even occurs to me to just beg them to leave me alone. You are all full grown adults, can you please be more independent and stop relying on me for every damn thing. Keep saying that its for my own good but in pretext, it's for your own benefit entirely lor.

Isn't the meaning of life to be happy? Isn't being happy living a life of meaning? Everyone has their own individual meaning and it deserves respect and regard. I never inconvenienced or burdened other people with my decisions or at least I try very hard not to. Probably because of this trait, I expect people not to cross the boundaries and shove their stuff into my face.

On the other hand, I've been hearing extremely depressing news about laws in a lot of countries (even in M'sia) allowing divorced spouses, men and women alike, to claim alimony or spousal support from the more affluent spouse. Now, as a general rule, I look down on men who leech of their wives/gfs for money. I respect if both have equal if not the man having higher earning capabilities. And the thought  right after divorcing the bastard, you still have to give him benefits. In my personal context, I hate the idea of divorce. In fact, it shouldn't be an option. If I had to divorce a man, it would have been something so serious at the extent of committing some unforgivable, cardinal sin. Like OMG Britney Spears paying that loser K-Fed alimony. It's just disgusting. You have to slog like a cow to feed the kids, deal with the opinions emotions and you're not even allowed to have some sort of satisfaction from revenge by ditching the ass-O. Fk what kind of law is this?

Why am I worried you ask? Of course I am worried. 9 out of 10 of the women I know are financially more able than their bfs/brothers/fathers even among the poorer class. (1 is filthy rich and the parents will never run out of cash) Usually, it's girls who have stable jobs and good saving habits. Even those who shop like a maniac, knows how to miraculously  unwind herself from bankruptcy. Another shameful fact is some guy friends have asked me to borrow them money because they're flat broke, despite the fact that they are employed and I'm not. (If you do read this, I just hope that you should take a good look at your financial health and not make borrowing a habit, I'm not even your girlfriend, hey) So yeah, I don't look highly at the earning capabilities of most men but I still try to give them the benefit of the doubt. 

That is why I am sickly concerned. Moreover, if I had any wealth in my life, it would be money given to me by parents, and I keep thinking to myself, this isn't MY money to squander. It's my parents hard earned money, the kind of money my dad had to work for being separated from the family for weeks and risked dying in multiple landslides throughout his time at work and when he finally retires, he passes away prematurely. I don't even have a dad now to scrutinize and warn his future son in law to treat me well if not, he will do something nasty to him. And to think if after your husband screws your life up with his bad behavior, the law does not protect you from him continuing to rob even more things from your life. What spousal support my grand arse?! He has his arms and legs and is not a spastic. He should go work and support himself la. Especially if the fkr has been using MY money to fund the mistress/gamble/alcoholism/smoking/pay illegal debts. Then what's the point of divorcing him?

Summarily, marry someone richer than you or NEVER let him know how much you have if you're obviously richer.

Sunday, September 19, 2010

The Thing About Marriage (Woman's Perspective)

The only marriage I actually envy in my life is the husband and wife relationship my maternal grandpa and grandma had. But that's the past. They were match made and put up with each other because they had strong family values (no cheating, stealig, lying, divorce, support each other through thick and thin, give children the best). Obviously, Po loved Goong, considering the Chanel No. 5 perfumes she kept since the days he courted her (the smell has gone off by now) and how Goong smiles sheepishly every time we tease him about how he courted Po.

I just don't like it when some people have an indisputable perception that unmarried women are miserable pieces of crap. I beg to differ that having a husband is the beginning and end of your life till the point that you revolve everything around him. That being said out of experience. Being in love is great, but the life requirement to get married is totally overrated.

Getting married is the next best event after graduation. You announce to the world HEYA I'm married, be a queen of a day where every one gives you attention, take pictures which you look absolutely stunning x30 thanks to Photoshop. That my dears, is an illusion of happiness. (I can feel that kinda euphoria when I cosplay as well when swarmed with photographers and people queuing to get a shot with you, and it's not just one day) After the honeymoon phase, everything goes back to normal. The babies, the financial issues, the snoring, quirks. Even anthropologists confirm that the happiness level of single and married people are the same (scale goes up a while during the wedding and comes back down to normal like everyone else). 

Whether you're happy in life or not depends very much on yourself. Fact is, most single, widowed and divorced women are pretty much doing okay. My mum, my sensei, my aunts, they just move on with life, despite their husbands premature passing and don't seem to have any intentions of remarrying. They have their jobs, kids maybe, hobbies and causes that keep their mind occupied from the fact that they're single. It's only those women who obsess about being 'wanted' are the miserable ones. I believe if they are truly happy in their relationships they won't say mean things about other people. It's just not normal for happy people to spout so much negativity about their perceptions of other people. If anyone has the right to complain, it's those single people (but they don't), why do you find the need to complain on their behalf?

The other day I was just pondering about a few people (and also HK dramas) I know who borrowed money to her then boyfriend in promise of marrying her after he graduates, which obviously never happened. Wouldn't it be better if she invested the money in her own education (or stocks, property etc.) instead of placing all her hopes in this fella? Fellas can run away, but the education and investments you make are yours. Another fact is that if a fella borrows money from you (a girl), it means that he does not hold you in high regard. Naturally, if a guy is truly in love with a girl, he would break his back rather than to let her suffer, and provide to her every need. He knows that asking a girl for favours is NOT attractive (same reason that girls act all nice and demure around the guy she fancies).

I know of the two typical scenarios where girls marry:

1) girl falls in love with guy regardless of his condition (eg. low education qualification, low paying job, big ego, snotty attitude) Let's not even come to the more extremes of alcoholism, wife beaters, gamblers, psychos, disabled, dies. Who suffers? The wife and the kids larh. But the wife is often in denial and instead diverts the attention by pointing out that single women have it tougher (How would she know?) Mebbe she's a masochist because to her living in poverty or receiving physical/emotional/mental pain is better than being 'unwanted'. Notice that the phase 'unwanted' is a something she conceived out of her own perception of herself and not exactly a universal fact. The only people who are literally unwanted (and deserve everyone's full sympathy) are babies thrown in a bin because their blood parents have the heart to just dump them because of refusal of responsibility or severe financial constraints.

2) girls who marry for economical stability (a whole lot more than social status stability). How do you explain the escalating amount of Asian women marrying foreign men through mail-order bride agencies till the point Asian men cry foul as this reduces their prospects of getting a wife. Look at China for instance. The one child policy plus the fear of an end of a family lineage (sons to carry the surname) has increased the ratio of men to women by 3:1. And the amount of China women seeking foreign men (in the higher income bracket and chance of migrating to a better country) are rising fast. Not just China women, but in countries like Vietnam, Cambodia, Thailand etc. And foreign men love them because they are not as demanding and high maintenance as some modern women.
Ideally, everyone wishes for that kind of happily ever after; which is to grow old together and still be together even though there are probably obstacles, heartbreak and sadness.

But people nowadays, all go with the feeling in their groin, I mean most of the time, their heart. It's common to hear the phase 'No feel'. There is no such scenario, especially among the middle class-affluent to just marry just because, there MUST be 'feel'.

Marrying for love is the main idea. RARELY, we will marry for looks (that is more likely for flings and for short term pleasure) and men do not put as much importance in their physical appearance as much as women. (That's weird, because in the animal world, its the other way around). I don't think women marry for sex (or because they got deflowered) as this is way past the sexual revolution and almost the same amount of women want to have no strings attached as men (that is until they find the right one).

Honestly girls, the main reason to get married is for economical leverage (consciously and subconsciously). In layman's terms, we marry for money (and if we can push it further, fame and status) since ancient times. Also, blame Hollywood for always depicting a man's extent of love for a woman is in a form of a glittering rock (and much dependable of the size) and other objects of affection (roses, chocolates, cars and objects of materialistic origins). In real life, I find that only 1 in 10 girls would require this, the rest are usually nice and simple girls and don't ask for much (mebbe for some, it's all in their plan of snagging the guy who would be put off by gold diggers and then debone him slowly when they've sealed the deal). I haven't met a girl who would openly complain something along the lines of "You don't love me. If you did, you would buy me the something-obscenely-expensive". But yeah, I know a lot of girls whom their bfs are subtly convinced to fund for their phone bills, travel expenses, food, general shopping, rent, basic necessities, car installments etc. Tell me again, girls that you're not looking for someone to provide for YOU, YOU and YOU.

We women are lazy. We were pampered because society places so much pressure on men to be the bread winner of the family and we were expected to play the supporting role (now redundant in the 21st century). Hence the mentality that there is no need to study hard, get a degree, get a high paying job and enter the rat race because we are not programmed to do so. In fact, being too successful as a woman lowers your chances of getting married (in Asian culture). 

We are programmed to be future tai-tais and most likely trophy wives. Modern women are not even pressured to give birth to a football team or clean/cook/wash because it is common practice to hire a maid (because it is even more costlier if we do it ourselves, if you get what I mean). Nowadays, men have to beg their wives to make babies. And based on my personal observation, men nowadays don't give a shit if women can't cook/clean/wash as long as you are capable in the bedroom department. So it is invalid to say that it is a prospective quality to have.

Boohoo, cooking/cleaning/washing are my main talents, but any girl with a legal female genitalia (regardless of looks and talent) can easily get a boyfriend. (Obviously, I'm talking about certain people I know, not completely out of envy but more as a matter of fact to prove my point.) Well, desperation, I mean determination to succeed plays a major role in this. Honestly, place one free in front of any guy and what do they loose anyway? Unless it's as hard as badly cooked abalone to swallow. (There goes my bitch side...)

I was recently reading Western articles that actually depict that Westerners actually don't place think highly in their son-in-laws to provide for their daughters. Maybe it has something to do with the high divorce rate as Westerners are more individualistic minded and has lower tolerance of bad behaviour from their spouse as compared to their Asian counterparts. Besides, marriage isn't truly practical asset at this age and time.

As a Chinese, I think it is devastating to know that some of the women I know actually put up with their husband/boyfriend's bad behavior ranging from beatings, constant money borrowing (and not returning), cheating, gambling etc. just because of the fear of being single. They believe they have invested a lot (time, youth, virginity, money, dignity) in their boyfriends to let them go despite the deterioration of attitude towards them. If you see a friend/relative/child getting abused in her relationship, very naturally you'd want to stand up for her because she can totally not stand up for herself anymore at this point because she is so emotionally blinded by this relationship she has invested her entire being into but is getting more miserable as a result of being mistreated. And to her, to break up now is HER loss. They can never believe that it's that guy's loss for taking advantage of a nice girl's affection towards him. Self-worth/esteem issues.
Names are protected to protect the confidentiality of individuals who have contributed very honestly (and without much pressure in any form on my behalf).

Friday, September 10, 2010

I Think I May Have Grown Up

1. I haven't got a serious crush on anime/game characters for ages.

2. In fact, I find it disturbing if other people do. I actually gagged when I tried imagining a male otakushaving sexual fantasies about anime girls with unnaturally big eyes (and sometimes boobs). I was like thinking... how can you actually f* that?!!

3. I actually find shojou anime/manga freaking annoying. I don't even flip through a shojou title just to grip what it's talking about.

4. Even shonen exhausts me sometimes. Can you imagine it's been 6 months and I haven't even finished watching Black Butler. I watch like 1-2 episodes a month (3 if I'm dead bored).

5. I think that people who collect figurines are extremely awesome for their collection, but I really look down on their financial discretion (especially if they spend 50-100% of their monthly salary or rob other people on it).

Wednesday, August 25, 2010

If You Think Life Is Hard

Yes, it is.

Because everyone's fucked up in the brain and you yourself probably are too. And fucked up people are not able to get along with each other.

Dad is a @#$% for leaving us here with his @#$$ problems. It's not that I don't have enough issues on my own and I have to deal with his. 

Says who? 

Fuck it lah you stupid money suckers who were never lucky enough to be born in a rich family and the only delusion you have of temporarily gaining power is by ordering other people around and telling them what you think. I'd bet you can't even make 1 million ringgit in your fucking lifetime. Don't even bother to mention being able to loosing 10 million and sneeze about it. Don't talk as if you have even earned more than 50k worth of assets in your life before. Plus 70% of your house probably still belongs to the bank. Let's hope you don't break an arm in an accident or whatever.

You dare laugh at other people loosing money. I can just make you cry by doodling on your car. So shut it because your endurance level isn't that high when people decide to counter your attack.

It's absolutely moronic. Why are these people who have 0 achievements in their own life trying to give me solid advise? Based on what? Their ass isit? If your plan was so fucking great, you would have become the next Uncle Lim already, not some kelefer employee earning less that 5k a month, 110% is to pay off your debts and the balance you borrow from even stupider people. Don't just jump into other people's Ferrari and think you're a better driver.

Yah, it's obvious you're jealous with jealously and greed. And you try to conceal it by making accusations at every little act of mine, talking as it's a sin if I can afford splurging (when it doesn't even qualify). Like, does it matter that much that the charsiew wanton mee is 50 sen more expensive than the one you normally eat? For that, I am persecuted for overspending. If that's the case, if you're such a saint, go donate your extra money to poor people la, instead of being so calculative.

Look there are plenty of rich asses out there (and a whole tonne who pretend that they are as well). Then what are you going to do? Scold everyone isit? Don't you realize your insecurity and inferiority is so disgusting? If you have any more sense of social etiquette (and pride in yourself), please keep your complexes to yourself instead of trying to justify your pathetic position every chance you can. I know you think everyone richer than you is an asshole, but looking from a different perspective, you're poor and you rather waste your reserves by denying that you're not by pinning the blame on other people.

So STFU and stare at yourself in your own pee before strutting around judging people. If you're unlucky, you might get hit by a brick one day by people who don't know how to blog out their anger instead.

Thursday, August 19, 2010

WHY YES!

For women, getting married is apparently the ONLY solution to everything in life. 

You guys (and some women) will never understand.

Ref: 
Page 1; Lazy Women's Survival Guide 101
Page 3; Overnight Success Stories
Page 4; Best Investments You'll Ever Make in Your Life 
Page 1; Decisions in Life That Will Never Go Wrong 
Page 5; Success In Life; Guaranteed 
Page 3; How To Get Rich Without Ever Needed To Work
Page 1; Saving Face
Page 1; Saving Family Face
Page 4; Instant Ego Boost
Page 1; Change Your Life Without Ever Bothering About Changing Yourself
Page 7; Leverage in Society
Last Page; Every fairy tale book ever existed

Ya, so stop criticizing and judging women who get married however fast they want. 

Good men who are willing to buy us a house, car, food and everything under the roof of the department store for the rest of our lives are selling like hot cakes. Grab one while it's hot if not you're just dumb. Must grab like those kiasu aunties over the discount basket during mega sale ok?

Monday, August 2, 2010

Happy 2nd Birthday My Red Bean Romance

The day I created you, I knew that my life would be miserable and messed up to the max. My so-called Red Bean Romance was exactly how I depicted it to be, so I'm not complaining. I also kinda fathomed that the contents I posted in you wouldn't be as pink and cute as the layout but I kept the theme anyways so that I can come to you looking for solace and comfort (and hopefully my mood is colour coordinated with yours). At least, you don't answer back and judge me, and always made me feel like my rants made some sense if any.

Tragic birthdays? 4 so far make it to the list, don't wanna talk about the first 3. This year, dad's sick. 

Why do bad things happen, I will never know, and I don't care to figure out anymore. I thought, if its God's will dad recovers, he'll recover even if we don't openly ask for it but for some reason God doesn't wanna heal, even if the whole country prays, tragedy is still unavoidable. Like his last operation. Everyone prayed like crazy, but it didn't work out as hoped. Then we'll just wonder, did we not pray and have faith enough and end up beating ourselves over it.

Mebbe I've been hurt too much, I don't want to have a 101% expectation that he will get well and not be prepared for the worst. Coz that would be the time it'll hit me x10 the damage. I wish to not be hit off balance if anything happens. No, it's not that I don't believe in God's miracles. I just don't have the energy to cry, beg, plead and stress and be expected to have more energy to swallow the universal grief and disappointment when he chooses omission.

Sometimes I think, why does it seem so easy to die, but somehow me myself, I don't make it? A lot of people just drop and pass on. Even like Po, poof, gone. Even though we expect it coming, we don't expect it coming.
 
Budak says, everyday we just attach excuses which hinder us from doing what we really wanna do. Like we hang around home because we make excuses that our family needs us. There's a lingering choice that we could actually just get up and leave and they would just have to deal with it. Then maybe at that moment, we realize that they didn't need us as much as WE thought they did.

I always thought that, if Po is gone, my bane of existence disappears too. I dealt it for nearly a year, lingering on always hoping that something phenomenal would happen to change my life to the better, PERMANENTLY. I don't think it exists, and I'm quite tired of waiting. I just live on temporary highs I create for myself, and to be thrown once more in hopelessness, rinse and repeat. I ask, what's the bloody point of life?! To go through this moronic cycle?

I don't think everyone has the power to forge their own destiny (like all those positive thinking books I read). I think they are called to it by divine intervention so if you're not the chosen one, then you're just doomed to banality. I ideally thought I could be someone special and so much effort and sacrifice was made in the process. Then at some point, I kinda think, actually I'm just a lazy person, being able to eat and sleep is good enough, why the hell am I always trying to humiliate myself by challenging destiny?

There I go again. Thanks for being with me nonetheless even though I'll admit that I wasn't the greatest blog mistress. I don't really believe I will become any more happier in the remnants of my life so please bear with me for whatever years that I have left.

Part of me wants to start life anew. Part of me is wishing for it to just end there.

My only comfort in life is knowing that there's an end to it.

Sincerely and sadly,
WK

Thursday, July 29, 2010

The Thing About Men

They can be unexpectedly sweet. And get horrible flustered and embarrassed about it. Which makes me feel troubled and slightly disturbed by it. In the end, I don't talk about it because I'm the strange, rare people who are capable of detaching their negative emotions and pretend nothing happened. Mebbe it isn't a good idea because they would start thinking they did something wrong to offend me, an be oversensitive about me avoiding them.

Oh mona, how? I don't feel like bringing this up with them and talk about how I feel (because I might puke out of stress). I'm such a school girl. LoL.

In the end, I think I was relatively surprised but I don't wanna make a big deal out of it. Tensed.

Wednesday, July 28, 2010

My BestieFFFF is Awesome Sheez

Things she said to me yesterday that almost made me cry my eyeballs out laughing:-

1. That she'll be graduating in July, so she'll be able to attend my graduation in December (that is if I ever have one).  And then we can take a year to travel around and shop till we puke stars.

2. Apparently, she was going to London next week as well! We could have met up. Sheez.

3. That since I felt afraid about going to study my degree in Art by myself, she suggested we find a common university, or some uni in the same area so that we can stay together and live the life of ridiculous luxury. We would be some kiasu over-educated SHs shamelessly together as she would be studying her PhD and me my second degree.

4. After we graduate, we shall continue living the life of ridiculous luxury of glitz and glam by living the life of the socialite tai-tais.

5. When we become old, we shall console each other about the fact that we lived a life full of glory and didn't settle for less despite the peer pressure being a normal tai tai with a normal husband with normal kids, dog, house, car and hairstyle. Normal isn't being said in a good way here.

6. We would be both filthy rich and have our drivers send our kids to international school and bicker/gossip with other tai tais over tea time because we don't have a 9-5 job and taking afternoon naps is considered unproductive. 

7. Throw themed parties every once in a while because we were discussing a fashion line.

8. We are crazed Vivienne Westwood fans. Our next agenda in London is visit the main one in King Street.

9. We said at the same moment, no wonder you're my best friend.

10. That we're pro-Damansara area and if we happen to work there we shall rent a studio apartment and furnish it designer style. Our first physical shop would be located there too so that we can patron the uptown boutiques and cafes.

11. If our high end life doesn't work out, there's always Ipoh to fall back to. She can work in Tanjung Rambutan hospital (because that's the only psychiatic hospital that needs a psychologist near Ipoh) and I can concentrate on contributing to the artistic development in Ipoh, open a few businesses, organize charity events...etc etc

12. For some epic reason, I get to build a mansion with a swimming pool (since land in Ipoh is cheap like crap). Even kelefers can afford a 300k 3.5 storey house with fountain but I hate the location because it's like buying pirated CD or fake handbag. Same visual quality but we all know it's fakeshit and never going to be 100% like the original. And bestie stays with me and refuses to pay anything else except water and electricity.

Yeah I know, we're epic crazy. That's why we have so much fun together.

Monday, July 26, 2010

Next Few Years of My Life

After I've done my diploma in graphic design, I could do the following:-

a) Study in Birmingham Institute of Art & Design for Bachelor of Arts (Hons) Visual Communication (Illustration) for a year.

b) Mingle and do freelance work in Ipoh. I have ultimately decided NOT to return to KL. Don't wanna work in Singapore despite the perks and blah. Overrated sia. I'm just so annoyed right now I wanna do something to prove to people that working in these two places will only guarantee a bright future as an employee/slave.

c) Consider Vietnam. Because I dig Vietnamese pho, spring rolls, spicy beef soup and meatballs. Besides, Ho Chih Min city has a lot of Korean expatriates working there. Nice! Currency involved is USD. English teachers are always welcomed, respected and better paid. I get school holidays as well.

d) If I'm too fricking lazy to move about, I'm gonna grow roots in Ipoh and become one of the prominent members in society by contributing to the artistic field and tourism. Mebbe try to follow my grandpa's footsteps and obtain a title. Just because I'm sentimental about family traditions.

e) Build a mansion here and live a life of classic luxury and adopt kids from Vietnam/Korea and send them to International school which is near our residence. There are no marriage prospects in Ipoh and I'll just have to accept it at that. By that time, I would have been so preoccupied with having kids; sending them to school, tuition, sports, holidays etc. I wouldn't have time/energy to acknowledge the fact that I might be single, lonely and miserable (as a lot of other people would enjoy to believe). We'll have plenty as pets as usual too.

f) Fall in love and get married? Maybe, but not counting on it absolutely. Why must people have a sick mentality that we have to be dependent on other people to make us happy? Realistically, one must be capable of being happy even by themselves, not ultimately, but if the husband leaves/dies, at least the wife can be strong enough to look after the kids.

I just read an article on the news:-

One side, city women are having high expectations. I honestly think, they're not being unrealistic but that's generally the basic cost of life. Mebbe they should just cut down on their spending and not expect other people to support their bizarre lifestyle. Then there are the stupid girls who think love can solve everything, who are in for a rude shock of their lives and let assholes bully them because they can live without the attention.

Men, having their egos punctured for not being handsome nor rich (and have the mentality that women should just love them for them unconditionally but condition their women to have big boobs and asses) try to buy love with money (which most women oblige because that's the fastest way out of poverty) and also expect them to be virgins and the sort. Like browsing through a catalogue to choose the prettiest and best for value wife. And they are bitter about women who are choosy. How ironic.

I think both sides are nuts and should just reflect themselves in their own pee and consider their own self worth before implementing conditions on other people.


Thursday, July 15, 2010

What I Really Want

  1. Loose weight until I'm 48kg.
  2. Have my own room and working area.
  3. Preferably own house; 3 rooms, big kitchen with medium sized landscaped garden with waterfall.
  4. A new PC or laptop that can work wonders with graphics.
  5. A new sewing machine.
  6. A bigger wardrobe or better yet a walk in one.
  7. Endless money from investments & don't need to work in whatever office.
  8. Go any fking where in the world whenever I want.
  9. Shopping in Paris and Milan frequently.
  10. Sleep and wake up whenever I want everyday.
  11. Play/Party like crazy everyday like Paris Hilton.
  12. To see Siwon again.
  13. A plasma TV and PS3 and a proper couch.
  14. A laser jet printer.
  15. A bigger book shelf for my books.
  16. A big work table.
  17. Slimmer thighs.
  18. Smoother face with less red dots.
  19. A milk bath every week.
  20. Hair treatment every 2 weeks.
  21. Mani/Pedi every 3 weeks.
  22. Peace and quiet.
  23. Avoid annoying people.
  24. Fresh desserts whenever I want.
  25. To get a PPL and my own private jet.
  26. Buy a private villa in Okinawa.
  27. 4 bodyguards, because I would be hated if I had all of the above. XD

Monday, July 12, 2010

Accidents

Things that are out of my control. Despite being the control freak I am, things can just seep in from unseen corners taking me by surprise.

Today is one of the days I just ask myself why am I still here? What the F* am I doing? Why am I trying so hard to be happy just to be thrown down a ravine of sadness and depression again? Why do I only experience temporary highs of happiness but deeply inside there is a surge of grief and horror. 

For the many years, positive thinking is an exercise I do everyday. I don't want to think that I'm lying to myself by giving myself hope and consolation by looking from the other side of the box. Ultimately, it doesn't cover completely the other side of the coin. There is the obvious and concrete bad point and I try to revamp it to look like it is a blessing in disguise.

I really can't take the motions anymore. I can't stand being thrown straight down to depression hell after putting all that effort BELIEVING I can be truly happy with practice. It keeps repeating over and over and I'm really sick and tired having hell freezing over.

Enough.

I cannot fake it anymore. I cannot keep up with smiling when people try to bring me down and insult me. I cannot keep pretending that I don't give a crap about what people do to offend me. I cannot just live just to fulfil responsibilities and to take care of other people's feelings while putting my own aside.

I feel so F*ing sick I don't feel like living anymore.

We

  1. both hate working in Sg.
  2. are workaholics.
  3. are probably too practical minded.
  4. eat extra spicy food competitively and lose our voice the next day.
  5. are overaged children.
  6. like to brutally tease each other.
  7. are hopelessly kiasu. 
  8. kiam siap over cosumer consumption.
  9. generous towards people we care for.
  10. think too much.
  11. keep secrets from each other because we know its gonna hurt if we say it out.
  12. can be bloody selfish sometimes.
  13. make each other cry for stupid reasons.
  14. give up easily.
  15. are very sentimental people.

Friday, July 2, 2010

Whose Happiness

It's a crazy month and I really hope I can withstand the high tension right throughout July till August.

Singapore Cosfest tomorrow, exam and assignment week, Steph's grad and after graduation party weekend, dissertation week and I'm the first one presenting (because I'm the one of the two people in batch 101), C2Age, Bon Odori (plus I have to sew our yukatas) and sigh, UK. 

Quite stressed out. I'm the kind who just needs a lot of personal time to recharge. I'll just enjoy everything to the max now and do my best to meet all the deadlines.

Anyway what I've been thinking lately, is about my general happiness level. 50% happy, 50% depressed. Good balance. Was there a time I was 100% happy, why YES. As in just happy and contented minding my own things and not being bothered or worried about anything. That was in primary school, UK and TOA. Between those times, it was hell. 
Today I just made a temporary decision to myself. That the fact exists that, I am capable of being happy. I am also a very sensitive soul. I can't take intense emotional hurt. I have proven to myself that I could stand back up after it but hey, sometimes, you can't keep gambling your existing happiness away. Like, I realized that I'm only trying to date other people because of the crazy pressure around. Annoying questions like when are you going to get married and blah keep coming like no tomorrow. Are people really so benevolent to care about your well being by encouraging you to get married? Mmm, if you intend to be so nice to me then I'd prefer it'd be in the form of cash.

So yeah, I question the intentions of people who keep pressuring you to get married. Are they really thinking for your benefit? Or they just want a chance to see you screw up at it?

Look, if you wanna get married yourself, please, by all means do so. I personally think marriage is a great and sacred thing, and to actually achieve a great marriage is something that is highly honorable and deserves respect. But marriage isn't for everyone, plus marriage doesn't guarantee a happily ever after and a sigh of relief. 

From my perspective, I don't want to simply settle. Like even when we go to the supermarket we pick the largest, prettiest and healthiest fruit in the whole lot. What more a partner who you're gonna share your life with and have kids with? Don't HH yourself and your future kids, just because your afraid that you're afraid to be left on the shelf. Okay so maybe some people are just despo, helpless and looking for a quick fix through marriage. That's fine too. It is human nature to be striving for convenience and comfort. But when I hear stories of women just putting up with their mens' crap, I feel quite disturbed. Their self worth is only determined when a man lets her hang around him. Sigh. 

I'm not here to judge and whatever, but that's just the case. What I'm more concerned is the honour of the choices that people make. Even if other people give their endless opinions, the choice is ours to make and other people should just go find something else beneficial to do. Like when I say ok, at the moment, being in a relationship isn't something I feel like doing at this moment, there is no need of speculating about the reasons why I don't want to. The reason may be: I got hurt before, I have low self confidence in myself, I'm gay, I have a bad attitude that repels men, I'm pretending to be a strong independent woman denying my need for a man. Like whatever. Why do you need to justify my decisions in life? I don't think God sends single men or women to hell just because they refuse to get married.

Honestly, no reason. I don't feel like it. I just like going through the motions of life and let it unfold naturally. Life is too short to worry about everything and it's totally out of control. I just date around, chat up a few guys and enjoy myself without having to envision how my future with every guy would be. Yeah you may be right that if I wait too long, I'll grow old and saggy and no one would want me. Surprise. Big deal. The guy would need to put up with the fact I'd grow old and saggy sooner or later. I don't want to interpret that if I can't get a guy, means I'm not attractive enough. Why would you want to adapt such a negative mentality for yourself? Thinking this way would only make you want to kill yourself faster out of self loathing and hypersensitivity.

My top priority lies in getting married and having a family of course, considering what a traditionalist I am.

My requirements aren't high, just that as long as we get along well and we feel that we're comfortable together, that's good enough. Mental wavelength has to be about equal, he needs to get my jokes and I get his. Like right now, I just need to detect whether I have any feel for that person. Plus feelings need to be reciprocated, not that if you like someone then can already.

But let's say, it wasn't meant to be. For whatever reason.

What am I supposed to do? Throw myself in the river, is it? Cannot also.

I don't want to think that it's utterly unacceptable to be unmarried. I'd like to look on the brighter side of things. They say you need a husband for company. Well, you have friends and family and pets. He's not the only living creature on earth. Plus, let's say you divorce him or he dies early? In the end, friends and family are the only people you can actually fall back to.

Financial support? Can't rely totally on him too. What if he becomes disabled, fired, disinherited or he spends all the money? Rich people can fall from grace too. It's more reliable to have your own secret stash that you have full control over.

Love? Love can make or break a person. 

Sometimes I would think, love is not worth having this permanent wound in your heart when something bad happens. The pain of being separated for whatever reason is just dreadful. Detaching your emotions from a person is worst that just tearing out your capillaries out of your body. It's not as easy to heal too. My personal motto is, being married is ideal and prolly the best option for people in general, but being single is way better that having your heart broken or dating the Mr. Wrong.
Some guy told me that love is about hugging, kissing and holding someone. Going out together for meals and all the funky stuff... 

I'd prolly won't exactly die without it. Actually not often I think about it. It's just like, "Oh yeah, okay." What about all this big hype that people get so jealous over all the time? 

To answer the big Q about when's my turn next? Dunno, see how it goes and be genuinely happy along the way.

Friday, June 18, 2010

Mid June Final Decisions

I have to delegate my priorities once again and just deal with life in a more positive manner.
  1. I'm putting off buying an iMac or PC until I graduate next year. Period. I don't URGENTLY need it and don't need to break my back to pay off the installments. Just make the compromise to use the iMacs in the college labs. It is not as inconvenient as I think if I manage my time well. 
  2. My lenses and flash unit can wait. I'll work with whatever I already have alongside natural light.
  3. Put off buying the PS3 as long as possible. I don't need it urgently as well because there're only less than 5 games I'm enthusiastic to play anyway plus it's not like I have the time or resources for it. A PS3 + games can pay off 2 months of college fees.
  4. Put off buying the iPhone 4G until I have a decent salary to own one. Least important in my priority list. I have to cease the need to be kiasu about my gadgets. Like screw it if everyone has a BB or iPhone. It's just a thing to boost your ego. My ego is already big as it is.
  5. Honest to God, the PS2 can wait as well. I've been without it since more than a year and it won't make a difference to add on a few months. If I have free time, better go concentrate on my online business instead. I'll only get it if I get some bonus money.
  6. Giving all the above up, it's okay to modify the PSP for RM50 because RM50 cost much less than 1 PSP game plus I found an avenue for free games. Initially, I tried to modify the PSP myself. Unfortunately, different versions have different downgrades, ours is a later model (most existing tutorials are for the older models which involved rigging the hardware) and I don't want to fry my sis's PSP because I'm trying to kiam siap. After exams mebbe.
  7. Be extremely kiasu in my FB games and let it distract me from boredom. Since I'm paying for the internet anyway.
  8. Calm down and know that living at home is a prerequisite for saving enough money to move out once and for all.
  9. I don't need anymore clothes, bags, shoes or accessories. Nuff said. People who stay at home often just need home clothes or a towel.
  10. After August, it's a final halt till November to spending on leisure stuff like holidays and trips and just stay at home learning more beneficial stuff from reading.
  11. Join the next craft fair.
  12. Finish whatever assignments due and study for tests.
  13. Book whatever I need to book for UK and Paris.
  14. Most importantly, concentrate on finishing my cosplay projects this 2 weeks. 
I'm half upset with myself, half glad that someone pointed it out to me that I'm loosing control of my life. I'm human. Oppressed long enough, it will eventually break me. Luckily, I'm not hard to fix back either. I'll definitely survive pass this period as long as I'm determined enough and level headed all the time. I know I'm intelligent and talented. Just need to not loose focus and be affected emotionally.

    Wednesday, June 16, 2010

    Ah Ann

    My golden baby, happy 24th birthday. Let me take this opportunity to reminisce about the time that has passed since the first day I knew you.

    The first day I met you during college, you were still a minor. Now in a more year's time, you're gonna be in your mid 20s. Not to pour cold water on you, but just to encourage you that there's a different type of excitement at every different stage of life, so it's better to look forward to new things you couldn't have done while you were  under 20 than to keep comparing it to the past. Plus, insya Allah, I hope to be there for you at every stage of your life.

    Live la nearer. I actually hate travelling to Johor. Always meet a lot of dodgy people.  Crime rate high. Larkin is even scarier x30 than Puduraya. I kena rompak/rogol/potong/kukus/cincang also nobody know. Niaseng. If wasn't because of you, I don't need to even give a crap that Johor is part of Malaysia. It's still early, but I'm packing my overnight bag and bring my taser along for security purposes. Can't wait to see you. We've been meeting once or twice a year since graduation but dunno why I feel like you're part of my everyday life.

    Love you babe,
    Mama emas

    Monday, June 14, 2010

    As I Wake Up

    I think the most the moment I wake up. As in, the most critical things come to mind the second I make the transit back from slumber to reality. It's like a moodswing/pms moment and I start emo-ing and becoming extremely depressed. That's why I hate waking up. I wished someone would hit me in the head so I could go back to sleep.

    Most indefinitely, I would think about a lot of mistakes I made in the past, how I was wronged by certain people, past abandonment, lack of understanding and support, or my lack of achievements and stability in conducting my own life, money...

    Today I woke up and I kinda remembered what exactly it was that made me extremely enthusiastic and happy in life. My dream life I was working hard for. Going to art college and producing a load of art. Painting. Crafting. Photographing. Hanging out with my laid back friends talking about random artistic events like plays, musicals, exhibitions in a jazz bar or a funky dessert place. Being invited to showcase for exhibitions. Talk about my work. Make friends and be known through my trade. Watch anime, read manga and play PS games if I had free time. Have my own pod and design it the way I like.

    Not be known as the lawyer among everyone. It's too annoying. Thank God for some of my closer relatives who acknowledge the fact that I'm studying art now. I think I probably watch too much television and admittedly I'm jealous at scenes where the parents actually encourage their kids to do their best in whatever their passionate about (ie. playing the guitar or entering some talent competition) Mine is like; whatever. Sometimes I feel they only care about the son. The reason I say this is because he just gets everything he says he wants, whereas even we beg for it, sigh, never comes.

    I mean, I want a table for work at least. I don't even get that. I kinda know that and iMac, PS3 and zoom lens is probably crossing over the line. Fair enough.
     
    Living life now is just boring and tiring. I thought resigning from work would help, but in exchange for financial instability and financial worry... 

    In a nutshell, I'd probably just want to spend time in my room drawing and painting. Some moments, I'm kinda annoyed that there's only graphic design in Ipoh, which I knew from the very beginning was a bit off course. Am I regretting? I can't regret because that is my only ticket (albeit a 3rd class one) to reverse my relation to Law. And also a stepping stone to getting a better art qualification for the future.

    Saturday, June 12, 2010

    Huah!!! So Angry Right Now I Don't Know What To Scold First.

    In list order, the accumulated events that pissed me off.

    Firstly, I have never ending to-dos, never ending planning/organizing/strategizing, never ending assignments, never ending appointments, never ending costumes/props, never ending lethargy no matter how long I sleep and never ending tension and stress on top of everything. F* why is my life so eventful beyond reason.

    Okay, with my hands full already, I don't need unnecessary crap to elevate my hypertension. Like WTFH is wrong with people who enjoy abusing the use of hand phones?!! Just these 2 days alone.

    I noticed a long time ago, that Malaysians have the most ridiculous telephone etiquette in the world. 

    For example, when you call someone you first introduce yourself especially if its your first time calling. Normal. But what's abnormal is that people don't like saying who they are. As if they are ashamed of their own names or you'll suck their soul into the phone if they mentioned it. And when you force the issue to identify themselves, they say they'll call back later and hang up. =_=" I honestly find this attitude really lame and annoying. Another scenario is when they call the wrong number, realizes its not the voice they recognize and they hang up. An apology won't kill you, especially when you just disturbed someone by ringing their phone and they drop whatever their doing to pick up your call, just to be hung up rudely.

    Okay, so what got me annoyed today was this woman who called me yesterday. I couldn't recognize the number but I picked it up in case it was someone I knew using someone else's phone to call me. When I picked up the phone, this woman bombarded me with questions like "Where are you? Are you at home? Are you free?". Defensive instinct: I said, "No, who are you?" Apparently, this woman is the clerk working at my college and she was trying to sell me unit trust funds. (Huah!? Can use students info for personal purposes wan?!) Anyway, the way she was talking to me was quite 'semangat,' saying can make a lot of money, good investment bla bla bla... And I politely just said, ok-lah, just give me the information  brochure when I come to college, I'll read over. Bai bai.

    For me, I'm open to learning new investment stuff, but doesn't mean I just buy like crazy just because of the so-called greater profit. Plus, I've heard stories about people losing money buying unit trusts. The main reason why these people push you to buy these things is because they have to meet their quota and get their commission from selling you their product. I mean, fair enough, I get interest as well, but the thing is that some people just tell you the good points of the investment and not the bad part. This is something I don't really like because they would have profited from your investment but if it goes awry, it's your money that gets lost and they would have pocketed their commission anyway (so its none of their business if it screws up).

    So up to date, the people I'm rather afraid of are insurance agents, unit trust / investment representatives, network marketing people. Sales people and credit card promoters not so much maybe because they're not so persistent and desperate.

    So tonight came and I was busy like crazy with a whole tonne of work to do (till the point I had to give up a nice Korean dinner) and the woman called again. And again. A total of 7 times, every 20 minutes. I switched off my phone. I was feeling petty and irritated. Everyone knows how I hate interruptions when I'm working. I pray to God she doesn't call over the weekend and just wait for me to come to school on Monday. My point is, yeah fine, you want me to buy something which sounds good. Firstly, I don't think it's right to just use my phone number I gave my college for any other purpose unless it is school related. Secondly, I didn't think there was a need to spam my phones with calls 7 times a night unless  its something urgent like someone died, 2 would be  fairly reasonable.

    Another case is this v.v.v.v.v. annoying person who has been calling my phone since last year. I think out of his 100 phone calls and text I've only picked up twice (on which occasion I didn't know it was him calling) and after I found out it was him, I ignored his calls/text completely. Like, what idiot in this universe would keep calling a phone that never answers him for over a year?! OMFG. Normal people would 'get the hint' that they're not very well liked or speculate that this person is no longer using that number AND GIVE UP.

    My phone isn't joined to my hip so I don't bring it everywhere with me. I don't have a significant telecommunication habit that I have to check my phone every 2 minutes. Looking me up on MSN is even more reliable than expecting me to pick up my phone. And other than that, I don't pick up calls from weird, unidentified numbers or people I don't like. I hate confrontation and I don't feel like explaining to people I don't like them because not wanting to talk to you for over a year is a big enough indication to leave me alone and get a life. Haiyo, you don't have other friends meh?


    I feel so harassed at the moment, I really want to change my phone number.

    Tuesday, June 8, 2010

    I Shall Rant

    Seems a long time, but it isn't very long since Po passed away. The heartache hasn't ceased. Maybe it's because everything has been going downhill after she passed on. At least when she was around, I would still see justice upheld. I felt protected in a way, cared for, I had someone to back me up. The majority of the time I felt I was misunderstood and opposed, but to know that Po supported whatever I wanted to do (even though iI really don't know whether it made any sense to her), that is good enough.
    She knew I didn't like Law. While she was alive, I have never heard her expecting me to be a lawyer or trying to convince me to be one. She never ever brought this topic up with me. In fact, I heard from my aunt that she told my mother off for making me study something I didn't want to study. And allocated my funds specifically for art college because she knew my parents didn't have the capability to send me to college.

    What is happening now, is even crazier than then. At least during that period of time, I was given some kind of HOPE. 

    Hope that I just had to study law and I'll be free from this entire family obligation. Please grandpa. Graduate and get to study art. Life will be easier because I'll have funds to live on. Splurge a bit, buy the things I always wanted to buy. Less worries. Live like Paris Hilton maybe.

    The whole thing was a blatant lie.

    I worry every night how to pay off my college fees and still be left with enough money to do the things I like to do, enough money to move out when I get a job, enough money to buy a house, enough money to have a family and enough money to feed my kids and send them to school... Marrying rich is something you strike with luck. The average man earns 3k. 1k goes to the mortgage/rent, 1.5k to the family expenses, left with a measly 500 for personal use and emergencies. Barely enough to live. Even if you earn 5k, it gets spent in the same ratio, so technically, the higher salaried person isn't any way better off having reliable assets other than his job. What I'm trying to say is that it is highly likely I'm going to marry someone around this category, because realistically, there aren't many eligible rich men floating around. And even if there is, how likely is one willing to marry me, right? So, no, unfortunately this is not a available solution for me.

    I suppose when you work in a conveyancing firm long enough, you could tell the really rich from those who  try to act rich but actually living on credit. Honestly, our jobs can only afford us so much.

    Anyways, continue with ranting. There are a couple stuff I'd really like to have, like a new computer to work on (my laptop is officially fried, and now I have to rely on the college labs) and upgrades for my camera. Food I can cut down, traveling I can't budget quite well, shopping isn't necessary. I get quite angry because I feel that the things I need aren't unreasonable and it's not like we cannot afford it. But what the heck is the issue for asking for money? Dad makes it like climbing up Mount Everest; you don't know whether you'll be able to reach there eventually. I'm really tired of asking for funds. Which is really agonizing, because on one hand you want to concentrate on studying, pursue the college life you always wanted and have time tat the end of the day to do work and de-stress, but you have to worry about money because you're not working. 

    I'm really frustrated because he rather spend money pleasing other people and showing off rather than even contributing to his children's education or well being. Sigh, there are just so many more unpleasant stories but I'll just stop here. Injustice. It's revolting. It's like grandfather's manipulation tactics all over again.

    It's like I'm being thrown at the beginning of Law again. The only way out is to endure it to the end. And HOPE.

    I think Po might be proud that I'm making it despite everything. But knowing her, she would never had let me go through such thing. Knowing that is enough.

    Wednesday, June 2, 2010

    Sigh

    Strange things are happening to me again.

    It's familiar to me but it would be bizarre to other people.

    I don't know since when, but it feels like your heart doesn't feel like it belongs to you anymore and it feels comfortable being in someone else's possession. 

    Ableh. Goes to sleep.

    Friday, May 28, 2010

    May Ends

    May seemed like a very, very long month!~ Just does.

    Assignments have been flying in and out this month. I'm glad tomorrow's Wesak Day meaning I have one day extra to relax a little, do miscellaneous tasks and not freak out from overwork.

    As some of you might know I was in Aussie from the 13th-23rd. The trip was brilliant but because my photo uploader on blogspot is pms-ing at the moment, please keep an eye open for my FB updates.
    Small bew cheh's wedding was just so much fun! Simple but amazing. Overseas people are so lucky because they get to get married in a PROPER church, stained glass, choir and all. Plus they get to have Western style dinner! WY and I cried during the dinner because we were just so overwhelmed with emotion. (LOL it's as if I'm marrying off my own daughter!) 

    Very unfortunately, I've only been to the Chinese wedding dinners held at night and very rarely, yum cha sessions. Matt (my cousin in law) was awfully sporting to 'cham cha' to the elders! Even addressed the elders using the Chinese terms while serving tea. Seems that it isn't really a trend to hold a ceremony to say I dos in M'sia. It was a really beautiful moment, like before man and God, you vow to be faithful, love and honour each other. Nice.

    Meeting up with family especially for these special moments is just great! Finally, got to meet my niece, Livie, who is 2 this year. Long way to go...

    Melbourne trip was so crazy exciting, it's still lingering on today. Was just an awesome Saturday going to the market, Lalat's burrow, Melb zoo, omGG the aquarium and a nice dinner to wrap it up.

    Needed the holiday. The day prior to flying I was on the verge of suffering a nervous breakdown. But I suppose it's ok now.

    Every weekend from now, there's going to be an engagement. Another wedding too! It's most special because this is the first 'friend' (a very good friend, at that) wedding I'm attending and finally, I was asked to fill in the role as a 'ji mui' (wow debut moment).

    Anyways, the excitement is just beginning. I think it's going to be a crazy month up till end of August!
    5th June   : Mum's birthday, Ipoh. Also Suju concert in Singapore.
    12th June : The ONLY weekend in a long time I'll have time to work on projects.
    19th June : Jo's birthday, JB & Singapore.
    26th June : Cindy's Wedding, KL.
    3rd July   : Cosfest, Singapore.
    10th July : WY's graduation, Kampar. Thinking of diving at Redang/Pangkor on Sunday.
    17th July : C2Age & Bon Odori, KL.
    24th July : Final project weekend. End of sem 2. Yay.
    31st July : London & Paris
    7th Aug  : London & the surrounding towns.
    14th Aug : Prepare to go to school for sem 3.

    If they ask me to travel anywhere in September, I would gladly pass. (Mum's obsessed about going to Italy this year). I'm most probably going to say no to Hong Kong too. Wants to get some proper work done and I don't like to be separated from Cupcake more than a day.

    Wish I could just stay at home and laze, not think about anything and not be expected to do anything up until December! How time flies.