Yesterday

I have been super (b) and super (t). Sometimes we all drift and get carried away that we forget the essence and foundation of hmm life. The basic the core the simple simple ones.

I am thankful that i was once again reminded, yesterday, by a stranger.

It was raining after work, i was on the phone with Cheryl, telling her that i should really buy a payung coz all i had in hand for a payung was an empty Tupperware, a bekas i used to bekalkan kueteow goreng from home.

After the gossip rich teleconversation. I kept my phone in the e handbag, assessed the rain fall and looked down the main stairs of the building and saw this. An old man, slumped halfway down his height, using a nearly broken umbrella as a support to stand, struggling with a huge bag, trying hard to climb the stairs.

Trust me, i couldn’t believe my eyes. I ran down the stairs, careful to not trip, to not entangle the heels of my stilettos and my pants and have my steps twisted and in the end fall down (it has happened before). So yeah, i carefully ran to the uncle and asked.

Me : Uncle where do you wanna go?

Uncle : i wanna go to *insert shopping complex*

Me : this is not *insert shopping complex* this is *insert workplace* (want to cry already coz he was struggling to get to a place that wasn’t even his destination). Itsokay uncle *insert shopping complex* is nearby only

Uncle : Can you give me the direction?

Me : Itsokay, i will lead you

Uncle : Thank you

Since he was 5 steps up the stairs, i wanted to take his bag but he asked me to just help him to hold his umbrella for a bit while he manages the bag. It was when i held the umbrella that i realized it was not in a perfect condition, lets just put it as that. When we were on the road, i passed the umbrella back to uncle and asked him to open it as it was raining heavily. I passed him the umbrella and took hold of the bag, ‘Omg gila berat’ ..i don’t know how he carries it around. He is sangat sangat hunched already.

When uncle had his umbrella over his head, he looked at me who was a little drenched due to the rain and said, 'What about you'?

(wah i almost let go of his bag and wanted to cry loudly already! There he was, in his condition, with the difficulty, with the baggage, with the broken umbrella ...concerned about my wellbeing?!!? Seriously , a lil bit of water wouldn’t hurt me and the only torture going on was walking in those shoes but that is self-inflicted hence cannot count)

Anywayz, i told myself to execute the task in hand first, before allowing emotions to get in the way. So i held my Tupperware over my head and said, ‘Itsokay uncle, ive got this..i walk and you follow ok uncle’?

We walked and walked, my left arm holding the Tupperware over my head while my right one was carrying the bag, both arms were shaking.

When we reached *insert shopping complex*, uncle mentioned that he has an account in a bank in the building. My heart dropped! Coz it was already way after office hours. He nonchalantly said, ‘Itsokay, i’ll come another day’. He said he wants to go to a shop in that shopping complex and we departed.

Called Pik Kay and was tearing away in the shopping mall (dah kire norm)

Sometimes hurdles do come our way, but really..we are so lucky.. we are so blessed.

(ok tangent a bit) Yes there are stressors in life but we as functioning human beings can choose ways to deal with it. If it can be eliminated, eliminate it. If it can be changed, then change it. But dealing with it is the only way. Denying it wouldn’t make it go away.

Last but not least, we get so carried away with the hustle and bustle of life, earning money, working long hours..living up to society's expectation but whats the point in being rich but poor in courtesy?

Terkejar kejar .. are you happy?

Current Reflection

I dont know what i want

So dont ask me, cause im still trying to figure it out

Don't know what's down this road

im just walking..trying to see through the rain coming down.

Even though im not the only one,that feels the way i do.

Im alone, on my own, and that's all i know.

I'll be strong, i'll be wrong,Oh, but life goes on.

Oh, im just a girl, trying to find a place in this world.

Got the radio on, my old blue jeans,

And im wearing my heart on my sleeve.

Feeling lucky today, got the sunshine.

Can you tell me what more do i need?

And tomorrow's just a mystery, oh yeah, 

but that's okay.

Breakeven?

There's alot going on in my mind today and to distract me, I am posting four random pictures.


Valencia & Abi's registration :) This is where I tried to run away from wearing flowers on my hair..

Obviously another Sure Fail plan because I ended up with flowers. I don't know why my cousin is smiling so bangga-ly at the camera..

With Kingsley :) He wanted to be in my blog...really..

Why does my sister and Abi look so fake in this picture? My sister so super fake I cannot tahan..

TTLY!

My life, randomly

7.00 a.m - Wake up thinking FML! Late again. Doesn't bother conjuring a Sure Fail plan.

7.40 a.m - Combing hair, talking to mummy, taking vitamins. Finds sister sleeping on the couch. Realises car doesn't have petrol. Sister decides to send me with father's car *yipeee*

8.10 a.m - In the train listening to Boys Like Girls "Two is Better than One" over and over again. Thinks about boyfriend. Calls boyfriend and talks awhile. Cannot be jiwang because don't want the people in the train to stare weirdly.

9.00 a.m - Reaches office *dengan selambanyer*. Checks email, pretends to clean desk, arranges papers, talks to colleagues in a super-loud voice.

9.15 a.m - Checks hotmail, checks facebook, checks blogs, read favourite blogs. Finally opens up a Microsoft Word document to start writing for the day

9.30 a.m - Hungry. Forces colleague to accompany me to buy food.

9.45 a.m - Stares blankly at Microsoft Word. Mind is singing "Forget about your boyfriends and meet me at the hotel room.." Decides to start article with a quote. Begin to obsessively look for quotes.

10.15 a.m - Obviously blogging.

How to be pekerja cemerlang like this? Fail -_-

What I wouldn't give to find a soulmate
Someone else to catch this drift
And what I wouldn't give to meet a kindred
Enough about me, let's talk about you for a minute
Enough about you, let's talk about life for a while
The conflicts, the craziness and the sound of pretenses
Falling all around...all around
Why are you so petrified of silence
Here can you handle this?

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Alanis Morisstte, All I Really want

Replay

Just because something makes perfect Sense, doesn’t mean its the truth, doesn’t mean its a fact. Careful.

Wannabes are Sad People

I went to KFC the other day to ta-pau something for little bro. While in line, a guy and a girl (wearing leopard print dress) got behind the line.

I have a habit of not checking whether my purse has money or not before leaving the house so out of sudden fear, I opened my purse to see if I brought enough cash. I can feel somebody peeking from behind before I heard the conversation below:

(Please note that this is the translated version cos those ppl spoke in Chinese with a little broken English)

Girl: Eh, I was thinking of asking my bf to get me a new purse la *flips hair to the back*
Guy: What brand?
Girl: I don’t wanna get cheap brand like Guess so maybe an LV perhaps
Guy: ehh..better get Chanel..LV too many aunties use
Girl: ahh..yeah hor..anything la but not Guess..quite cheap..no class one..i see a lot of little girls use
Guy: how’s your bf? Long time didn’t see him
Girl: sigh..i tell you la, useless one him
Guy: why?
Girl: earn so little money. Say want to bring me to Bali and go shopping. I wait la, see when. He’s taking another job now, doing sales on weekends
Guy: so rajin ar
Girl: of course la..if he wants to marry me must have money first ma

*me – speechless*

Note to these two people:

1) I like my purse because it is purple with flowery print and it’s beautiful! So what if you think Guess is cheap? For me it’s not!
2) I bought the purse MYSELF with my OWN salary unlike you
3) Please marry your bf faster cos obviously he’s an idiot for still being with you
4) The guy friend is another idiot for not telling her that it’s either she finds a new bf or not get married at all. At the rate she’s going the bf won’t have any money left in his bank account.
5) Go eat fried chicken at some 5-stars hotel. KFC has a lot of aunties and little girls as customers too.

It's not a wonder

When I accidentally printed 700 copies of something that I only needed to print 70, I wasn't surprised.

Coming from somebody who accidentally does many many mistakes..this is very mild.

I mean, I've fried an egg with lime cordial, written wrong figures on press releases, typed the wr0ng name for airplane tickets, written wrong dates on important documents..and the list goes on.

So this, this is a very simple mistake.

I am very predictable like that.

Let's just fall in love again

Random updates :

Me: Dee, sorry I didn't come yesterday. Would you forgive me?
Dee: If you collected forgiveness from me, by now you'd be rich..
Me:.....

Me: My hair is so short and ugly now
Dee: Takpe, hair oni what. Hair can grow..unlike intellect
Me:.....

Me: I'm going down to get a drink
Colleague: What? What drink?
Me: Milk!
Colleague: Why milk?
Me: Because I want to growwwww *leaps in the office*
Colleague: .....

Me: What's important in a marriage? Love, happiness, joy, peace..sumore sumore?
Colleague: Great sex?
Me:....

Love is overrated

Me: I can smell the fear...
Friend: It's called 'David Beckham's Instinct'
Me: ....

Me: THZ, isn't is nice to walk in the rain?
THZ: I'm not your partner and move along..it's getting heavier
Me: Aih, kena reject

Lecturer: Why did (insert hair gel company) change their target market from old men to teenagers?
Me: Because the old men are balding?
Lecturer: You're evil. You know that right?

Me *in class*: I mean, I wouldn't ever buy any brand my MOM tells me to buy
Random girl: You sound like a rebellious child
Me: *random woman judging me wtf?!*

Me: I've lost my appetite. Should I like take some medicine for appetite and growth?
Gopi: Growth? You know that stopped a long time right?
Me: ....

THZ: I'm sick, touch me..
Me: *singing* I wanna i wanna i wanna touch you..you wanna touch me too..
THZ: Touch my hand..touch my feet..it's cold..
Me: Eyyeerr..

THZ: Please help me with my work, you know you love me..xoxo
Me: Ish, I'll help lah...

Me *walking in at 9 am*
Colleague: Hello boss!!
Me: Hehe..I know I know..I'm late again..

Gopi: Marry me?
Me: How much did you drink?
Gopi: Hehehe..damn..you're good.

Vani: Have you done my wedding thingy?
Me: No, but please don't tell Abi. I'm scared of him
Vani: Hahahahaha..i'll tell. Better do it!!
Me: Okay okay..promise. Don't tell Abi..

Heart is on fire, not!

• Yesterday, we had a fire drill. Today, as I switched off the phone alarm, as I tried to stand up and walk, i couldn’t. Extra effort and energy was required to move forward. 
  
  Age, I tell you .. has taken a toll. 
  
  In the car with mama 
  
  Ana : Back then, during CTB’s fire drill, I walked down with heels and kebaya I tell you! Didn’t feel a thing also. Now … 
  
  Mama : Back then how old were you? 
  
  Ana : True, but also kan mama, must consider the fact that now I am at a level 3 Times (darab ok, tamau pergi tambah) more than where I was in CTB 
  
  Mama : No no, it’s the age factor 
  
  Went into office and ramai gile MC, haha
  
  

I forgot to say out loud

Gopinathan was in KL for a business trip (cehwah..got business trip lagi babes) and he ditched his boss to have lunch with me.

I don't know how, but we always end up taking about investments. Like seriously talking about investments *with me trying to look serious half of the time*

Gopinathan concluded that I looked very sad and he bought me food. Because only Gopinathan knows the type of food that can cheer me up again.

Starbucks coffee, muffin and a strawberry lollipop :)

I was so touched, I wanted to cry.

Thank you for all this :) I have done nothing to deserve this. Thank you so much :) :) :)

And I quote,

Meredith: Who gets to determine when the old ends and the new begins? It’s not on the calendar, it’s not a birthday, it’s not a new year, it’s an event —big or small, something that changes us, ideally it gives us hope, a new way of living and looking at the world, letting go of old habits, old memories. What's important is that we never stop believing we can have a new beginning, but it's also important to remember amid all the crap are a few things really worth holding on to.

Retired angel

Yesterday, I finally decided to cut my hair. This was of course, after my mum's threatens of disowning me and never speaking to me again because of my hair. Now my hair is just plain ugly and THZ confirmed it this morning when I asked her (yeah, we're honest like that).

After the dreadful trip to the saloon, I went to EPA! Rubbed Nadia's belly for awhile and exclaimed.."Omg, so big!!". Spoke to Elsy, watched Hyma suffer with the Taylor's report (snicker snicker) and ate mints from Ida's table.

Ida and I, then, went to have dinner.

Ida and I have a sifu-student relationship. Yes, I am the sifu..nyeh nyeh nyeh. This is because I give her loads of meaningful advice for free tau!! And and and, I also sing Malay songs with her.. Ids, where can you find a kawan India like this huh?


She hates being photographed. But I cannot help it.
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The conversation of the night eventually led to a translation of malay songs.
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Me: Ida, you know what it means or not? The feller said if she jatuh cinta with him, he will build her a castle in the sky. After that, her heart finally understood that those kinda castles are only in heaven
Ida: So, takde mahligai lah?
Me: Takde..dia dapat shed je..
Ida: ......
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Ida also loves to ask me a million questions all of which are punctuated with the word 'hebat'. For example:-

Ida: Cherry (yes, apparently..no one calls me Cheryl already), you hebat lah. Buat masters and kerja lagi. How do you do it?

But wait, her questions don't end there. It ranges from why am I so thin to how can I walk in super high heels! Questions which I have no answers for!!

Nyeh nyeh nyeh. I have your picture after all.

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Anyway, as we were talking, I briefly brought up two ambitions that have always been at the back of my mind. To this, Ida said..

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"You always encourage me but why don't you do the same for yourself? Why don't you just [insert ambitions]? Seriously Cheryl, you do it tomorrow ok? Will you? "

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I hesitated for a moment. I've never thought about it. I mean, I was never serious about my career and ambitions in relation to that. But..for that moment..i thought..

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"Okay Ida, I'll do it. I'll start tomorrow."

And then our seriousness disappeared when a woman almost tripped in front of us. Yes I know, tak baik ketawa at orang yang nak jatuh..but it was funny.

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As we were leaving, Ida asked me for the 100th time..

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"You slim lah. Tell me what's your secret? I pun nak slim. You rasa boleh tak dalam masa dua minggu ni?

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I sighed in resignation. And suddenly, I saw the answer in front of my eyes..

"Ida..there you have it!! An answer from heaven!!"

With you, there's never a sakai-free moment. Thank you ye!

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On a separate note, I have to stop with my addiction to Grey's already. It's eating me up from inside. But, can I just leave one quote..?

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Once upon a time, happier ever after. The stories we tell are the stuff of dreams. Fairy tales don't come true. Reality is much stormier. Much murkier. Much scarier.

You might regret this

We live in a superficial world. Bound by standards, routines, rules and regulations that leaves us in shackles. Our entire lives are based on the choices we make. The friends we chose to keep, the people we let reside in our hearts, the careers we want and the relationships we cherish. I have been accused many times of making decisions following my heart. A friend told me that "sometimes, we just have to use our brains.."

I don't know. I read a quote sometime back and it said, "In small matters, trust your head. In big matters, trust your heart". While I am perfectly aware of the implications of any actions I'm about to undertake, I wish sometimes things were easy. I wish choices were laid out in a pink platter and where you actually have your life mapped out for you. Like if you chose 'A'..this is how your life will be and if you chose 'B'..this is what it will be.

Where I'm getting at in rambling this is here..:-

The plans of the heart belong to man,

But the answer of the tongue is from God

All the ways of a man are clean in his own eyes;

But God weighs the motives.

Commit your deeds to God,

And your plans shall succeed.

God has made everything for its own end --

Yes, even the wicked for the day of evil.

The lot is cast into the lap,

But its every decision is from God

Proverbs 16:1-4, 33.

And for now, my heart is comforted.

Did he just say

Venue : Favourite coffee outlet

Me : Hi, i’d like a caramel hot choc please, venti please thanks

Him : Are you having it here or on the runway

Me : *du du du*

Walking away

One grey's anatomy dialog to another..I decided to compile my favourites!!

Derek: [to Meredith] I’m in love with you. I’ve been in love you with you forever. I’m a little late- I know I’m a little late in telling you that. I just, I just want you take your time. Take all the time you need because you have a choice to make. And when I had a choice to make…I chose wrong.
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Meredith: How do you know when how much is too much? Too much too soon. Too much information. Too much fun. Too much love. Too much to ask... And when is it all just too much to bear?

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Meredith: OK, here it is. Your choice, it's simple, her or me. And I'm sure she's really great. But Derek, I love you. In a really, really big pretend to like your taste in music, let you eat the last piece of cheesecake, hold a radio over my head outside your window, unfortunate way that makes me hate you, love you. So pick me. Choose me. Love me.

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Meredith: Sometimes reality has a way of sneaking up and biting us in the ass. And when the dam bursts, all you can do is swim. The world of pretend is a cage, not a cocoon. We can only lie to ourselves for so long. We are tired, we are scared, denying it doesn't change the truth. Sooner or later we have to put aside our denial and face the world. Head on, guns blazing. De Nile. It's not just a river in Egypt, it's a freakin' ocean. So how do you keep from drowning in it?

Kiss me through the phone..

On Friday, we celebrated my cousin's last few nights as a single woman. The series of events included lots of drinks, smoking, laughing and exposing secrets.


Before the party. Still sober. Still sane. Eyes still wide open. Still can smile.

For those of you who don't know..it is a tradition to get the bride sloshed on her bachelorette party. She needs to get super drunk and do random stupid stuff.

This is when I forced my cousin to take a picture of me.

This is when we started playing a game.

This was when..err..the bride-to-be was really excited.

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Sorry, my captions are really lame.

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I was greeted in the morning by the perpetual mess on my table and THZ incessant talking about the colour of her room. She even suggested posting up pictures of what colour her room in my blog for people to choose.

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THZ claims I'm not 'okay' today because i kept giving her curt remarks for her room plan.

She: Shall I paint my room purple?

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Me: So Indian..

She: But I'm not. So I can paint in purple..

Me: No, you're Chinese..paint your room red

She: .....

My shabby library in the office.

Emergency tools in the office.

1) Bear to torture when the going gets tough

2) MINTS!!

3) Lotion for dry skin due to the uncountable hours spent under the air cond

4) Highlighter

5) Vitamin C

6) Leave-in-conditioner to pacify them people who cannot stand my unruly hair.

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Today, I tried to be manja with THZ but to no avail. She just feels I'm plain disgusting when I lean in close to her. Heh..so much for friendship.

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Will this week fly by?

Its what you have seen, is what im reminded of

Yesterday was bff’s ACCA graduation; her fourth graduation ceremony btw (very terlampau pandai sekali that woman)

E ceremony was filled with proud moments, it was after all a graduation ceremony haha. In one of e speeches, the speaker mentioned something along these lines, ‘I bet you ACCA graduates at one point or the other wished that the exams would be easier..and i quote, ‘Any knowledge hard to acquire, is a knowledge worth knowing’. *terharu please*

The food was so sedap. Overall, an excellent experience. After the ceremony, as we made our way to OU, I asked Pik Kay ‘so, what now’ ( I didn’t mean now as in at that moment. I meant now as in now and there rest of our lives ) and turned to look at her.

“In her eyes i see my history”. I see years of laughter, years of tears, years of planning, years of execution, years of failure, years of achievement and sometimes years of maturity +/- immaturity.

A friend once mentioned that there are only 2 people in the world that knows him the most, i stand second beside his mother. Ditto to you Pik Kay.

You are my archive. I recall the phone conversation we had dinosaur years ago, discussing between ACCA and you pursuing double degree (i forgot in what) in Monash. I still remember that i was in the toilet mase tu. That day, we were still choosing, discussing, planning .. and then you executed well throughout the years and yesterday the ACCA certificate was in your hands. Again, ‘So, what now?’.

It goes without saying what we want in life. Heck, i think we constantly talk and ruminate about it. Hopefully in due time, it will materialize. *owh drama, wipe tears*. Nwayz, pictures time!

Congratulations woman! im proud of you :)

Sedap Gil!

Completed last year actually tehee

The assembly :)

The moment!

'You know you love me' peace :)

Thinner?

I was surprised at how I managed to wake up today despite only sleeping for less than two hours. Of course, the effects of my sleeping-late-everyday is evident on my face. I'm talking about dry skin, eyebags, and tiny wrinkles appearing at the side of my eyes. FML.

Today, at class..my coursemate positively shrieked when she saw me. In her words.."WTF, you have shrunk. And you look so haggard". Ah damn..must not skip meals anymore. Must. Sleep. Early.

Random:

While I was busy preparing an article in the office, THZ leans in close to my arm and calls me in the most manja voice ever.."Cheeeryyyl."

I turn to see her giving me her sad puppy dog eyes.

"Yes, THZ?" I asked.

"You love me or not?" She asked in the most manja voice.

I stared at her in disbelief..waiting for her to burst out laughing. But she didn't. I told her I loved her and went back to my work convinced that all my friends go into a super-manja mode when they talk to me sometimes.

Let's pretend baby

My life in point form.

Day: Thursday
Date: 5 November 2009

6.30 a.m - Wake up groggily to the sound of the annoying alarm. Check phone for messages and miscalls. May or may not reply..depending on the nature of the message. Snooze

7.00 a.m - Shit! Late for work again. Strategies a plan to bathe, iron clothes, change, put makeup within 30 minutes.

7.40 a.m - Obviously plain fail. Still at home..combing hair

8.00 a.m - Rushes to car thinking.."another day of going late to work".

8.20 a.m - Takes the train while staring at passengers clothing, bag, makeup etc. Mentally judges all of them and separates them into various folders in the brain.

9.00 a.m - Runs into Wisma Genting. Checks reflection on mirror. Hair a total mess. Clothes look shabby. EYEBAGS. FML!!

9.15 a.m - Boss not happy. Says we're leaving for Genting in 3 minutes. Rushes to print items and adjust rambut sikit sikit to go for meeting.

10.30 a.m - SO WINDY IN GENTING! Opens the car door and feels like flying. Tells boss I almost flew and gets a cockstare in response. Decides to be quiet. Quiet throughout breakfast and waits for boss to go to the ladies to camwhore. Colleague concludes he's fed up of me. Feels happy with self -_-

11.00 a.m - Boring meeting begins. Gets into super plastic mode..writing down notes, laughing at lame jokes, nods head in agreement. All this while, mind is singing "Let's have some fun this beat is sick..I wanna take a ride on your disco stick".

12.30 a.m - Meeting over! Stay back for light refreshments. Slips into a corner unnoticed because self feels small amidst big people. Makes polite conversation with people. Mind still stuck on Lady Gaga

1.30 p.m - SO WINDY! Tells boss feels like flying again. Boss tells colleague to let me fly and pick me up at the bottom of the hill. Must. Learn. To. Not. Speak. The. Mind. So. Much.

3.00p.m - Reaches Wisma Genting. Checks email and wants to faint at the pending work. Starts work instantly. Edits edits edits..writes writes writes. Self is tired. Lady Gaga won't leave mind.

5.30 p.m - Still writing. Boss not happy with work. Bigger boss also not happy. Wants to scream but controls self. Starts eating sweets non-stop. Colleague stares at me.

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My life in point form will continue. The day just got interesting (okay, I tipu). Wait for it. Byeee

Answers

When I was in college, we sang this song almost every other day. Yesterday, a friend reminded me of this song again and I've been humming it non-stop.

Ninety miles outside Chicago
Can’t stop driving I don’t know why
So many questions, I need an answer
Two years later you're still on my mind

Whatever happened to Amelia Earhart?
Who holds the stars up in the sky?
Is true love just once in a lifetime?

Did the captain of the Titanic cry?

Oh, Someday we’ll know
If love can move a mountain
Someday we’ll know
Why the sky is blue
Someday we’ll know
Why I wasn’t meant for you...

Does anybody know the way to Atlantis?
Or what the wind says when she cries?
I’m speeding by the place that I met you
For the ninety-seventh time...Tonight

Someday we’ll know
If love can move a mountain
Someday we’ll know
Why the sky is blue
Someday we’ll know
Why I wasn’t meant for you...


Someday we’ll know
Why Samson loved Dalilah?
One day I'll go
Dancing on the moon
Someday you’ll know
That I was the one for you....

Open up the world
I bought a ticket to the end of the rainbow
Watched the stars crash in the sea
If I can ask God just one question
Why aren’t you here with me tonight?

Oh, Someday we’ll know
If love can move a mountain
Someday we’ll know
Why the sky is blue
Someday we’ll know
Why I wasn’t meant for you...


Someday we’ll know
Why Samson loved Dalilah
One day I'll go
Dancing on the moon
Someday you’ll know
That I was the one for you..

More updates tomorrow. TTYL!!

Tangent

Mother asked me what is kuih in English and I told her that I would check with Cheryl. Cheryl suggested pastries, to which I agree la kan. Later, I gave mother a call.

Me : ma, pastries la ma

Mama : Kalau kuih koci panggil pastries? Panggil ‘local pastries’ ????????

Me : A’ah

Mama : If mee hoon? Becomes ‘local pasta’?

Me : * du du du *

Updated Cheryl and she said : Omg. Like mother like daughter!! .. Ur mother’s jokes are just like urs!!!!

Lawak miscellaneous

Friend : This comp is so slow even my grandma would complain

But the world says so..

And I continue my post on the things that GUYS JUST DON'T GET EVEN IF YOU HIT THEM WITH A BRICK!

6) No don't mean Yes - Seriously, some guys are stuck with the notion that when a girl says 'no' she actually means 'Yes'. With the exception of a few, rare species of female..I believe..when we say 'no'..we really really mean 'no'. Let's forget the ancient belief that women don't speak their mind because in this age and time, a woman is capable of translating ALL her thoughts into words. Kinda annoying sometimes.

7) Can I hold your eyeballs honey? - I was with two friends the other day when we noticed a guy walking with his girlfriend and at the same time, staring at my friend. Aih, if you really must look..can't you do it discreetly? What about taking care of your girlfriend's feelings? I know, the male species has difficulties in controlling where their eyeballs are pointed at..but..the least you could do is be a decent human being and try not to ogle when you're with your girlfriend lah!

8) Lazy much? - What do you think of lazy men? I'm reminded of the song 'No Scrubs' by TLC. You know.." A scrub is a guy that think he's fly..". I CANNOT STAND LAZY PEOPLE ESPECIALLY MEN! I have seen 20-something year old men just sit around and do nothing for months, I've seen men come to work and laze around doing nothing, I've seen men refusing to go to work because they're lazy. WHAT IS UP WITH THAT?

Okay, I cannot think of any more ideas plus I sense my press release calling me, begging to be rewritten.

Jangan tersinggung. Sumpah no kaitan with hidup or mati.

Terkebil-kebil

Ice cream macam tu awak suka rupanya?!!?

Selama ini ku sangka kau mengidamkan Cornetto, rupanya Mat Kool favourite mu?!!?

Salah sangkaanku selama ini .. terpesong gila!??!

Ish bengang!!!

Post-gopi

Boys Like Girls feat. Taylor Swift - Two is better than one

I remember what you wore on the first day
You came into my life
And I thought hey
You know this could be something'
Cause everything you do and words you say
You know that it all takes my breath away
And now I'm left with nothing

So maybe it's true, that I can't live without you
Maybe two is better than one
But There's so much time, to figure out the rest of my life
And you've already got me coming undone
And I'm thinking two, is better than one

I remember every look upon your face,
The way you roll your eyes, the way you taste
You make it hard for breathing'
Cause when I close my eyes and drift away
I think of you and everythings okay
And finally now, believing

And maybe it's true, that I can't live without you
Well maybe two is better than one
But there's so much time, to figure out the rest of my life
And you've already got me coming undone
And I'm thinking two, is better than one

We belong together

Me: Dayana, don't say the 'W' word. I got phobia
Dee: Tying the knot. Tying the knot
Me: Eh..'W' word lah woman!! Wedding!!
Dee: Wedding balls..Wedding balls
Me: WTF is wedding balls?! You mean wedding bells kan?
Dee: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA

Im not lost..

Quote in my head: "Let's waste time, chasing cars.."

The weekend, like every other weekend, left me feeling tired and dreading work on Monday. On Saturday, Savisha celebrated her birthday for the second time. I don't get it. Why the need to celebrate so many birthdays? *straightface*

Kasthuri pun datang!! I took this picture with Kasthuri but I looked terrible..so I deleted myself. Sorry Kas.

Justin, as always, incapable of a decent pose.

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And and and *jeng jeng jeng*, Gopi Nathan pun ade!!!!

Despite him only being able to be in KL for one night, he squeezed in some time to spend with me. Thank you baby!!! Terharu saya.

And as always, he made the most random comments. We were talking about wedding cards *not ours, please* and my sister told him how a wedding invitation card cost around RM 2. To which he said,

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"So expensive! I think can get for 70 cents pun..! Why waste money on cards?"

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My sister and I stared at him in disbelief. How to get wedding invitation cards for 70 cents?! Why my bf super-kedekut-one?

And then, as I was excitedly talking about my adopted 'child', I demanded that he give me his IC and credit card for me to adopt a child for him.

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Him: Aih, next year lah. Really. Early next year

Me: Then, God also will only bless you next year

Him: You ar..emotional blackmail! okay okay fine!

Me: You want to adopt a girl or boy?

Him: 18 year old girl from India can?

Me:..........YOU WANT TO DIE IN MY HANDS ISSIT?

And like that, my life goes on.

Red nose

My brother loves the singer Pittbull. Okay, if at this point you're going Pitt who?..then you're prolly living in a cave. My brother even affectionately refers to him as 'Abang Pitt'. So, when my sister's friends wanted to buy a CD for my brother..my sister suggested Pittbul.

And the effects of miscommunication are as follows:

Sister's friend walks in the music shop and says:

Friend: Do you have Titbull?
Guy at the shop: Hah?
Friend: Titbull..Titbull

*Guy goes in and comes out with a Pittbull CD and shows it to her*

Friend *calling my sister*: Geral, is it Pittbull or Titbull?
Sister: OMG. PITTBULL. 'P' 'P'

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Titbull?!! Hahahahahahahha

Tebus dosa

Peminat-peminat sekalian (hehe..), I have an announcement to make..
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You see these two faces below..

Yes, I know I look super sleepy because I hardly had any sleep last night. But that's another story...anyways, I digress..

Another proud face

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Because...we're PARENTS!!!!!

Yes, you read it right.

THZ and I are official 'parents' to a child in India (for me) and a child in China (for her). No reason for the selection of the countries..just thought we would want to berbakti to our ermm..motherland?

Sorry. We had to blur out the names and the faces as it is regulated by World Vision that we do so.

So, here's the story.

A month back, THZ told me about a child she 'adopted' through a programme called World Vision. Adopting a child ranges from as low as RM 50 a month and the people in charge would send you updates on the child. I was particularly interested because..let's face it..RM 50 is no big deal for many of us. And and and, I love children!

So, THZ (who has been supporting a child for FOUR years already) helped me to sign up and I was so proud to see my child from India.

I walked around the house telling my parents about my new 'baby' and I would refer to him affectionately as my 'son'.

So, if you're interested in doing the same..do sign up at worldvision.com.my

After all, don't we need to help those in need?

What men just don't get

Here's something that I thought off. A list of things that men JUST DON'T GET EVEN IF YOU HIT THEM WITH A BRICK

1) When you flirt with a girl, like overly flirt, there are bound to be emotions. I've heard stories of guys who flirt non-stop with the same girl every day and when the girl shows hints of emotions..they fled faster than you can say flirt. I tak faham. Guys, listen up. When you flirt, chances are, the girl might actually start developing feelings for you. And then..you kantoi..wtf?!

2) Honesty isn't always the best policy. You need not be so direct about your thoughts, feelings, needs and wants. Some things are best left to the imagination. I am with a guy who is point-blank, honest about whatever he's feeling and at times..I wish he wasn't so blunt. Like, if I tell him my hair is ugly..he'll agree. WTF?!

3) You need not be a sweet talker to win a girl over. Seriously, it's not always rainbows and butterflies but compromise that moves us along (haha..from Maroon 5's song..I know). So you can quit all the talk about "your father must be a thief because he stole the stars from the sky and put them in your eyes" kinda talk. It's pathetic and tiresome.

4) Please dress up well. Gopi wore shoes on the first date. After that, he wore slippers. I sorta got used to it as he claimed he didn't want to be any taller than he already was (see..again..being brutally honest and rubbing in the fact that I'm short). Aih

5) Read..read..read. I told Gopi once that a man who reads is a sexy man! I mean, how appealing it is to see a man reading on the LRT. Of course if you see him reading Confessions of A Shopaholic then please look the other way. But if he's reading like Paulo Coelho, Jeffery Archer or some self-help books by Jim Collins or Stephen Covey..then you know for sure he's a catch.

More coming up soon. Got to get back to work now.

P/s - Jangan tersinggung with what I've written ye..

I is the upmost very the gladest indeed you understand .. I does :)

I am proud of a friend who nailed a job in an ‘institution’, regardless e fact that it’s a rival (the institution I mean, not my friend) I am still proud.

I am proud of a friend, a masters classmate who is currently working on his Phd proposal

Food for thought :  A goal without a plan is just a wish *du du du*

However, an overly ambitious goal, coupled with atrocious planning is a complete waste of time

Crying over spilt milk

I never back out on a promise. Chewah..dedicated like that. I have so many articles waiting to be written, I am slightly jittery. But, I percaya pada kebolehan diri.


Image taken from the bitter stick girl

Sometimes, I feel like this. Enough said.
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We celebrated Ida's birthday few weeks back but I only saw the pictures up recently in Facebook. Ida turned XX and it was our tradition to celebrate all the members of our geng bas sekolah's birthday.

Artistic shot (?) by Ian. Ida was showing off her card and I look like a lost puppy -_-

We gave Ida a present that we knew she'd adore..vouchers for La Senza. Sometimes, I believe, the only reason I like La Senza was because Ida reminds me over and over again about the sales. Macam PR untuk La Senza..

Ida is also one of the few Melayu I know to like Indian food. Okay, 'like' is an understatement. She adores Indian food so much, you'll be convinced she's half Indian. She knows the names of the dishes and takes her own sweet time to savour the taste of the food. Sometimes, when I'm particularly cruel..I rush her to finish her meal quickly.

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Oh, and that' my handphone sesat on the table.

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My brader celebrated his 21st birthday last Saturday and we had an official photographer *claps in joy*. He hasn't given us the pictures yet, but once he does..I'll upload it. I think the photographer was running away from me because I kept calling him to take random pictures.

From my handphone. This girl is so cute, I stalk her mother's page daily to see her pictures. Sad, i know.

And of course, if it is from my phone..there will be pictures of me,

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Last one.

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And to end this post, I overheard this conversation the other day

Savisha: Justin, any of your friends want male Labrador ar?

Justin: My friends themselves like dogs, why would they want a dog?

Savisha: ......

One more before I end..

And all the roads we have to walk along are winding

And all the lights that lead us there are blinding

There are many things that I would

Like to say to you I don't know how

Because maybe

You're gonna be the one who saves me ?

And after all

You're my wonderwall

Oasis, Wonderwall

Pictures esok.

Picture updates esok. Betul.

In the midst of doing my assignments (yes, the torture has started), I remembered a blog post I read sometime back and how the blogger wrote on the song 'Because of You' by Neyo. Since my assignment was getting mundane (excuses excuses), I googled the lyrics.


Want to, but I can’t help it
I love the way it feels
It’s got me stuck between my fantasy and what is real
I need it when I want it
I want it when I don’t
Tell myself I’ll stop ev'ryday... knowin’ that I won't

I got a problem and I (don’t know what to do about it)
Even if I did, I don’t know if I would quit but I doubt it.
I’m taken by the thought of it
And I know this much is true
Baby, you... have become my addiction
I’m so strung out on you
I can barely move
But I like it

So then it’s all because of you
So then it’s all because of you
And it’s all because of you
So then it’s all because--
(Never get enough
She’s the sweetest drug)

Think of it every second
I can't get nothing' done
Only concern is the next time... I’m gonna get me some
'Know I should stay away from, 'cause it's no good for me
I try an' try but my obsession... won't let me leave


So, this is just part of our lyrics and I was thinking how we're all just like Neyo at one point of our lives or other.
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Sometimes, we obsess about people. We cannot help but text them everyday, we cannot help but check their Facebook profile daily and sometimes even stalk their blogs (!) It's an obsession. You cannot imagine your live not doing that because it has become a daily part of your routine. I know this because at one time or another, I have done this too (not a good thing though)

Sometimes we obsess about things. I remember a certain point in my life where I couldn't stop thinking about bags. I was googling bags day and night, walking slowly at train stations just to look at people's bags and and and staring obsessively at certain branded bags at shopping centers. It was a gloomy stage of my life and I have since moved on (hehe..really lah)

Sometimes, we're obsess about details. I have this inane tendency to check, cross check and recheck the grammar and spelling on everything that I read. It's annoying! I get annoyed with myself because when I detect a mistake, I instantly start editing the article in my head and end up with a bad headache. I read every single signboard, all instructions and even the fine print on booklets. I read and reread that I annoy myself so much. I wish I could stop. Sigh

So, what's your obsession?

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A friend obtained his PHD with the above cgpa *du du du*

You make my heart beat faster, please don’t stop

Nothing beats a phone call in e morning from you
Nothing beats the daily incoming email of lunch invite
Nothing beats the exchange of smiles when you hold the door when I walk towards you 
Nothing beats arguing where to have lunch and reminding each other what we had last
Nothing beats hearing you say that the long walk was worthwhile just to satisfy my cravings
Nothing beats you resting your hand on the back of my chair and bend down while I tilt my head backwards when you asked what time I plan to get off
Nothing beats you echoing the time that I choose to go home
Nothing beats the scent you leave when you walk away 
Nothing beats having you 

With me

Prince charming likes it hard

As usual, while exchanging mails with D and Cherie (was busy hence didn’t reply), I suddenly thought of something a friend said a couple of days back.

‘Hot people have the tendency to find each other'

Haha..well, now I know why I should stop being delusional. Hey, don’t get me wrong..I am happy with who I am. Just thought of sharing something I find interesting.

D thought that I was in one of my depress states hence she replied, “Peach, your prince charming is out there. It’s just that he is using pos biasa instead of pos laju.” Hmm..I do know that my prince charming is out there somewhere but instead of riding on a horse, he likes it hard and chose a tortoise instead which explains why it takes him forever to reach me.

Oh..and I recently found out that my LITTLE brother who happens to be 12 has a gf. Sigh..kids nowadays -_-“

Last Friday, D and I talk abt passion (something both of us lacks) while having dinner at Delicious. Since there’s really nothing that both of us enjoy doing in particular, we manage to put our brilliant mind together to come up with something we can do when we retire.

D is an excellent cook (Cherie mentioned that before I think). So we’re going to open a restaurant where she’ll be the chief chef and me? The pianist..muahaha..our restaurant is so romantic *twirl ard in excitement*. And and and, our customers can come share their life story with us *grins*.

Serupa tapi tak sama

I can see her future already. She will be a certified drama queen!!

IDEAL GUY

During high school days (delusional and tak sedar diri phase)
• Handsome like Nick Carter (he was the IT guy in the 90s O.K?)
• Good in sports (especially basketball)
• Can sing and play the guitar
• Super smart
• Cool
• Look extremely nice in Jeans
• Older
• Hold some high-ranking post in clubs/ student committees
• Must have sparks

During college days (still delusional + tak sedar diri)
• Good-looking
• Super smart
• Drives a nice car
• Dress nicely
• Loaded cos guys are suppose to belanja if they ask us out
• Older
• Hold some high-ranking post in clubs/ student committees
• Must have sparks

Mid 20s (starts to live in reality)
• Cleans up himself
• Smart
• Doesn’t lie
• Has savings
• Career-driven
• Passionate
• Must have sparks

In the 30s (doesn’t care anymore)
• Just give me a freaking guy

Rekindled

Today, the boyfriend was in a funny funny mode that I spent the whole morning laughing at his jokes.

In a text message

Me: Baby, sleeping ar?
Him: Babi sleeping
Me: Did u call yourself a 'babi'?
Him: Hahahahaha! I'm so sleepy lahhh

Later, when he called

Him: Makan breakfast d?
Me: Yes
Him: What did you have?
Me: Tau foo fa
Him: What's that ar?
Me: Aih..*proceeds to explain tau foo fa*
Him: Oh, here we call it 'hard soya bean'
Me:.....

Later, in a text message

Me: You're so funny today!
Him: I'm not a joker damnit! You're cute today
Me: I'm cute and I'm yours
Him: I'm gorgeous and I'm yours
Me: Eh...perasan..

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" And just when I thought we lost all hope, you go and give it a breath of fresh air"

You don't ask a confused person for advice

I'm back *again*. Now I really should stop starting my blog post with the words 'I'm back'.

Yesterday, I had to do a presentation. Needless to say, I miraculously went from a non nail-biter to an avid one. I have never shivered so much in my life.


One hour before the presentation
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Dengan penuh semangat, I went through my notes. I was afraid because, let's face it lah. I'm a minion in the midst of them' powerful and smart people. I carry a Paris Hilton bag lah! How much can you expect from me?


But, I did it. I went through the whole presentation and it was like an out-of-the-body experience. You know, like you're standing on the outside..watching yourself give the presentation. I guess I wasn't that bad. I have to give myself some credit considering the hours of preparation.
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Enough about me, last Saturday the kawan-kawan was at Navin's house and then Barath's house for Deepavali. It's something we do every other year. Deepavali tak sah without going to Barath's house.

Ok boys, you both DO NOT LOOK COOL.


When I showed Barath this picture and he was like.."My profile so handsome Cheryl. So handsome.." Okay, Barath..*whatever*

Judith made me take this picture like five times, i kid you not. She insisted she looked fat in every picture. She didn't. Next, she said she looked fat coz she was next to yours truly. She made me switch places with her. Sigh. And they call me a drama queen eh Judith?

No need of an introduction for this picture kan?

Take two

Take three.

The end.

Don't call me cute, I feel like a puppy

I'm back!!

It's beautiful to see this blog updated so religiously by my kawan-kawan sejati. If you're confused as to who is writing, you can see at the bottom of each entry where it is written *posted by Cheryl / Dayana / Pik Kay*

I've been up to my neck with work, my head is filled with sentences on branding, CSR and all these corporate jargon you prolly don't give two hoots.

I went up to Genting for a meeting yesterday and yes, as always, I puked. Now, how is it that I work for Genting yet I cannot bear the ride up? Just thinking about Genting is enough to give me a splitting headache.

Besides this, my life is the normal abnormality that you can predict. I'm still straightening out emotions, feelings, work, studies, relationships, friends and dramas.

In one of my normal sessions with my brain, I wondered why is it always so hard to do The Right Thing? I mean, if it is The Right Thing then it should be pretty easy to do kan? But no, more often than not..doing The Right Thing means sacrificing, getting hurt, giving up something you love etc etc. But but but, I guess..that's just the way things work eh?

Don't worry, I've not gone crazy. I'm just * a little unwell (?)*. No really, I'm just into one of those modes where I go into extremes and start questioning my existence. Dramatic like that.

Till my next post (with pictures..sumpah)

Byee!

Subcon

Walked through a photo exhibition that captured e essence of charity to a foundation and was mesmerized by e talent of individuals behind e lense. One picture caught my attention and being e cry baby that i am, i teared, alone, in e cold lobby in e presence of security guards haha.

The picture was taken from e top view of a baby crib. Laying in it, were two ‘special’ children. A boy and a girl in a fetus position, basically both were hugging each other similar to yin and yang. Words that came to mind and brought about e realization that .. 

Read : Loneliness could kill

we are Circle

There you have it!

That was none other than Sit Pik Kay!!

Feisty or not, you tell me!!!

Haha so please do not mess, thank you!

ps: saya tahu terabuse exclamation marks ! sorry ya !!! 

Blog-inity

Blogging is something alien to me. I am the type of person that doesn’t even keep a diary what more of exposing my most inner thoughts to the public?

But thanks to extreme peer pressure by Cik Dayana Safian and Cik Cheryl Ann Fernando, I am losing my blog-inity to Cherylest. Up until today, I still have no idea of what I should blog about hence, the crap I’m about to feed you guys as I have to get this post up before I get back to work tomorrow.

I’m not going to tell you how simple we can be since those two had shared that in their previous posts – give us a packet of MILO (limited edition straw) and a swing, it is enough to last us till dawn.

When D and Cherie told me about their stalkers, I am actually quite amazed at how ridiculous human can be. The most recent one that has been in our conversation would be D’s. The ‘ex’ and his gf should really get a life. Please stop being delusional, you have no idea what D has been through so STFU!

We can be bimbo-ish at times (love shopping and gushing over gorgeous guys) but we are definitely not stupid.

We are harsh/cold at times but we’re not cruel.

We have our crushes but we’re still hoping to find true love one day (this doesn’t apply to Cherie cos she found Gopi).

We want to have a wonderful career but we’re not hoping to be the next millionaire.

We want the ppl around us to be happy but we will not sacrifice our happiness for yours.

There you have it..sorry for the waste of webspace *smile innocently*

P(ikay)erfec(heryl)t

Perfection is when you are on e swing with friends kesayangan, in e still of e night, underneath a carpet of stars (hehe tak de la carpet), and a packet of milo in hand sipped using a limited edition straw.

Perfection is when you argue over which star is e brightest merely because you want the best star .. you want the brightest star for your sayangs to wish on.

Perfection is when you share your fear, thoughts and feelings about e future, at e same time holding strong to e faith, love and support that you have in each other .

You can call me Mummy in the morning

It was the perfect way to end an already fabulous night. The three of us sitting on the swing, blanketed by the cool wind of the night with the stars watching us from above.

As we sat there and shared our joys, fears, plans, hopes and dreams..I realised this is where I want to be. Twenty-four, doing a job I love (most of the time at least), surrounded by friends I adore, in a relationship with the person I love and at perfect ease with my self and my feelings. Of course, I know, I have my whole life ahead of me, a whole future of unexpected suprises..but at that moment..I felt at peace.

We argued over which is the brightest star because we wanted to make wishes. So earnestly, we wished for our heart's desire. Each of us knew in our hearts that wishes sometimes..remains as just wishes. Yet, we wished.

Financial investments, long-distance relationships, falling in love, falling out of love and being friends. Sometimes, it feels..high school is never over.

Here's to a lifetime of friendship..no matter the distance.

Confusion is me (Cheryl)

I hate being confused. I like everything to be clear-cut and laid out on a *pink* platter for me. But as I am now *sighsfaintsdies* older, I realise that things are not always how we expect it to me. As cliche as this may sound, life is full of surprises and unexpected twists and turns. But,but but, sometimes..rather than auditing and analysing our lives, it's best to leave it to He who knows best. Kan?


Sometimes, I wish everything was as easy as Photoshop. You want to be fairer, you want flawless skin, you want bigger eyes..everything is possible in Photoshop. Eh, Photoshop..can give me more wisdom or not? I'm not saying I photoshoped this picture..
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Okay perhaps I did. How can you resist not editing the saturation of your skin colour? Stalker, don't be fooled ok?

I would tell you I didn't edit this picture..but I did. Very slightly. Okay, actually..I shouldn't be telling you this. I should let you believe that I am really *this gorgeouswtf*
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Today, I am very random ( like every other day lah kan). Anyways, a few weeks ago, I called Gopi and told him I bought him a gift. He was like.."Oh, so nice of you..what gift?" And I told him I'll mms him the picture.. I mmsed him this :-


With the caption:

"Baby, the chocolate one is for you. You like or not? I eat for you ok?"

Needless to say, he was annoyed. I felt satisfied. Annoying people gives me a sick sense of satisfaction. WTF?!

Another random story:-

I was talking to my mum the other day, and I conversation went like this:

Me: And then..I have to do the entire CSR presentation
Mum: Hah? Really? What's CSR? Is it like some investigation thing?
Me: Amma..that's CSI lah! This is corporate social responsibility.
Mum:..........

And another random quote:

If a relationship has to be a secret, you shouldn’t be in it.

How very true.

The end.

Emo (cheryl)

Dear you *yes you*,

If I lay here,
If I just lay here,
Would you lie with me,
And just forget the world

Love,
Cheryl

Evacute the blogbase (Dayana)

Hi all,

Firstly, i’d like to thank Cheryl Ann Fernando for this wonderful opportunity.

I’ve warned Cheryl that my entries would be lame and haphazard but sometimes lame becomes entertaining in e eyes and mind of certain individuals.

Yesterday, at work , the fire alarm went off. You know how at times like that it becomes apparent to you who and what matters e most. This was what i did, i took out 2 plasters from my purse and strapped each at the back of the feet. Yes, it indeed crucial for me to keep my feet comfortable, to prevent any blisters that can result from walking/running down the flight(Z) <- |sangat banyak|of stairs in stilettos.

Plaster 1, done. Plaster 2, done. When i lifted my head up, i realized that colleagues were just looking at each other and staring curiously at the fire officer (yes we do have a fire officer in each unit) and he said, ‘Haiyo, jangan pandang saya oh...saya tak tau apa pun’.

Confirming that it was not a fire drill, we were supposed to be panicking right? But no, Not Us! We resumed work. A good hundred minutes after that (no la, macam 20 minutes), there was an announcement made that the fire alarm was triggered in a few floors and that the management has conducted a check and found nothing to be of harm. Everyone was asked to remain calm. A colleague of mine loudly replied, ‘Bila alarm bunyi? Bila mau bagi announcement?’.

E day progressed.

Apabila malam, dapat kerja kerja yang memusingkan kepala, i kid you not. My head pusing left and right 360 degrees sampai tak tahu nak pusing mane already. That, left me at the office until hours that i consider late. Just when my head was about to knock the screen from sheer sleepiness, i heard fireworks! It made me so happy that i left my pc unlocked and went looking for it. E walls of the building are made of glasses, not bricks so tak de la kene cari tingkap. I pasted my face to the glass and looked up, the sky was clear and there was NO sign of fireworks but the sound was there. I thought i was hallucinating (stress induced), but really e sound seemed so close!

It dawned to me that maybe i wasn’t looking at the right direction. I in turn looked down and saw beautiful beautiful beautiful sparks of fireworks. From e reflection i can see e boss, looking at me, i turned and said, ‘Come la see so nice’. So rude kan kalau tak ajak. She said, ‘Eh ive never seen fireworks from the top’. I replied, ‘Neither have i’.

Moral of e story? Sometimes there are exception to the rules. Normally if you wanna see fireworks, you would tend to look up. Even though we were at a considerably high floor in e building, we’d think that it still makes sense to look up coz e sky is still higher but given circumstances, we had to look down to see e fireworks.

Try not to take things surface value. It is easier to assume.

Owh harap kamu tak pening membaca. Haha. Sekian.

I've got news (Cheryl)

As I type this, my eyes are straining to focus on the screen. I am not only battling with eyelids that are on the verge of closing but also a beckoning flu. Anyways, from this day forth, cherylest.blogspot.com otherwise affectionately known as Unleashing Drama will be a shared blog between me, Cheryl Fernando, Dayana Safian and Sit Pik Kay. I've officially given them my user-name and password and they will start blogging anytime soon. So watch this space!!

Reason: Sometimes, it gets difficult to update this blog and I want it to be updated on a daily basis. Dayana, Pik Kay and I talk all the time. I'm talking about non-stop phone calls, random sms-es and constant emails. So, since they're always pestering me to 'blog about this' or 'blog about that'..now, they can do it themselves!! Yay!! I'm excited. Are you? How about you stalkers? Are you guys excited?
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I was listening to the radio while I dreamily typed out my presentation and I heard The Scipt's "The Man who Can't be Moved". I thought..my my..what a silly yet highly entertaining song. Snippets of their lyrics: -

Going back to the corner where I first saw you
Gonna camp in my sleeping bag i'm not gonna move
Got some words on cardboard, got your picture in my hand
Saying, "If you see this girl, can you tell her where I am?"

Some try to hand me money. they don't understand
I'm not broke I'm just a broken-hearted man
I know it makes no sense but what else can I do?
How can I move on when I'm still in love with you?

'Cause if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me
And your heart starts to wonder where on this Earth I could be
Thinkin' maybe you'll come back here to the place that we'd meet
And you'd see me waiting for you on the corner of the street

Aduhai romanticnyeerr. Anyone waiting for me round any corners?

Semangat setiakawan

I'm back! Armed with loads of pictures of course so save it on the complains about how this blog has become so boring la di da.. And you know what's even better? I've even got pictures of Dayana! * I know begitu ramai orang google search Dayana Safian, so let's feed your senses ok?*



Last Saturday, Dayana, Sit Pik Kay and I (collectively known as 'Concept 1Malaysia') decided to hang out for a bit. But, instead of our normal planned routine, we were surprised at turn of events that day.


Because of the bad traffic, we hung out at Dayana's house whilst stuffing our faces with junk food. From Ben & Jerry's to little packets of Tam Tam..it was sheer happiness in every sense.


Take 2 - Because Pik Kay didn't like how she was sitting in the first pic.
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And then we had dinner at..wait for it..Sakae Sushi! At this rate, I should be a shareholder and they should be paying me royalty.

I like this picture. It's funny how CPK and I do the same thing before taking pictures. Talk about same wavelengths..

CPK and I. Take one.

CPK and I. Take two.
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After dinner, we headed to La Bodega, Bangsar to meet my sister for some drinks. But but but, as the law of universe would have it..we did not have drinks there. We did take a picture though (because it's wajib like that to encapsulate every memory into a camera phone)

Potential profile picture! Now if only I hadn't terbeliak like that.
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Because we're so happening like that..and no, not nerds..we decided that the night is still young (?) and we were determined to have a drink at somewhere happening.

At this 'somewhere happening', we had orange juice, mango juice and a coke for me please, thank you. I guess sometimes..when you exude coolness..places like these just don't feel at home no more. ( I am rambling rubbish today, but it is Monday morning damnit)

Okay..wtf..we were super out at this 'happening place' and left early.

Proof that Dayana was bored *or posing perhaps*. Let's face it. We're not the happening people and when they stop you to ask you're IC when you're way above the legal age..you just know this is not the place for you. In our defense, we like doing other things. Like watching movies, talking, eating, taking a stroll in the park..anything..except this.

Aih, when will these pictures end? *senyum cam budak baik*

Dinner with Kai Yoon sometime back..

Super lazy to caption

THE END!!! YAYYYY

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I've done the same thing over and over today.

Typed out a blog post and deleted it. Typed a text message and deleted it. Almost hit the "send" button in an email and deleted it. Wrote a FB message and deleted it. Wrote a status update and deleted it. Wrote an article and deleted an entire paragraph.

What is it with me that makes me so unsure of myself today? I hate walking on eggshells but it seems..sometimes..I'm not really doing anything but I'm trying to avoid from doing anything wrong.

I'm afraid to write a blog post that might hurt some of my faceless readers. I'm afraid to say too much in a text message for fear of misinterpretation. I don't want to send an email because I don't know what are the underlying repercussions. I don't want to write a nonsensical status update. I don't want my articles to sound like an immature child has just written it.

Deleted, censored, washed, cut and dried. That's how my words come out these days.

And they say we live in a free world. *eye roll*

Boon or bane

So, is ignorance really bliss or is knowledge really power?

I choose the latter.

When people discuss issues or topic unheard of to me, I remember it and immediately do a quick Google search to find out more. Some attribute this attitude to my ultimate 'kaypohness' and my incessant need to know something about everything (or everyone for that matter). But my friends, I believe, knowledge is power.

I cannot help my inquisitive nature (explains my line of work eh?) and according to the mother, I've had that curiosity since young.

My mother used to insist that we read the Peter and Jane books according to their darn numbers. So, Monday we read 1a, Tuesday 1b and progress from there. But, I couldn't wait for the next day as I was dying to know what were in the advance Peter and Jane books. So, one day, I waited for everyone to sleep, took out all the books from the cupboard and read EVERY SINGLE ONE OF THEM.

My mum was mad at me..but..how can you scold a child for reading?

Today, my worst habit is that I sometimes turn to the back pages of the book to find out the ending. Yea..i'm not the 'means justify the ends' kinda person..I know.

Thank you pleasecomeagain.

It can't be that bad

A friend offered to lend me cables in order for me to transfer pictures and blog. I was shocked! I always believed it was my profound writing that made you read my blog..not pictures. (Super sarcasm ok)

Okay, so I looked around my entire table for twenty minutes and discovered two hair-ties, three abandon pictures, few coins and some old McD vouchers..basically, everything except the cable.

You will just have to bear with my nonsensical writings for now. Thank you.

I love Facebook for many reasons. Firstly because it gives me a head start in my part-time job as a professional stalker. I can tell my friends a list of people's profiles they should visit because of something interesting there. Now, my career would certainly be bleak without Facebook.

I also *sorta* like the chat application. It's nice to see random people (whom you will never allow on your msn list) and chat with them.

Okay, the story is like this. I add people I know. Sometimes, I add random girls when they request. I don't add random dudes for fear of errm..random comments. But, if I see someone familiar, I'll add..be it an ex-bf or an ex-crush.

A few guys whom I've added were the people that used to tell the whole world that they are in *love* with me. Mind you, this was nearly ten years back as I don't get that anymore...so no need to say I'm perasan. And and and, the moment these guys see me online..they say this one thing..

Guy: Err..cheryl, do you still remember last time..?
Me: No..what?
Guy: I used to like you and all
Me: Oh..that..
Guy: Yea, I'm sorry okay. I was young..
Me: No need to apologise..

*appear offline*

WHY? WHY? Why the need to apologise for something that happened centuries ago? Half of which I cannot even remember...! Seriously, if you guys are reading this..all of that doesn't matter anymore, does it? Bringing it up will only make you and me..sound really stupid. Tapi, no offence lah..if you want to apologies..you can.

Thank you.Bye

If I were to..

If I were to write out all that's in my mind right now..it would sound something like this.

" I haven't said my morning prayers yet. Perhaps, I'll do so after my morning drink"

"Look at my to-do list, It's insane!"

"Eating muruku and then touching your hair would GIVE YOU OILY HAIR"

"Why hasn't my lecturer emailed me? Didn't he say he will?"

"I wish I could burn all the dying roses here in the office because it stinks. I'm a sadist sometimes"

"I wonder if my sister woke up and went to work.."

"What time will my brother come home? Has he invited people for his birthday party?"

"I miss Gopi. Perpetually. What would my heart be like if I didn't miss him?"

"WHERE ARE THE DAMN CABLES?! FML"

"This post is lame. I should just stop now"

"Okbai"

Cable search

There's too many cables and too little time. I have loads of pictures taken in my handphone since my camera decided to die on me and and and..I cannot find my cable. What is it with these cables that make them disapper??

Anyhow, my cousin Valencia is now officially married to Abinesh. Trust me, I'm saying "married" in a way that it is actually good that they're married. I detest all those silly jokes men make about being in shackles and what not. Hello, marriage is a good thing ok?

Her registration ceremony took place in Putrajaya in a department scarily called "Perkahwinan dan Penceraian". Nevertheless, the whole place was beautifully decorated and it felt very wedding-ish.

Weddings, registrations, engagements and anything related to happiness have the ability to jolt feelings, even for those in an emotional coma.

Congrats to the two of you. Next stage, the wedding ceremony and the whole nine yards -_-

Bergegar

Yesterday, I was in the office at around 6.30 when I felt my world rocking. No, it was not a headache neither was it Michael Jackson "rocking my world" but but but, it was an actually tremor.

I walked around a bit and watched my colleagues grab their belongings and fled from Wisma Genting. I assumed it was nothing and continued my work until I heard an announcement asking us to evacuate the building.

Then, I begin to panic.

I grabbed my handbag, shut down the PC and rushed to the entrance only to learn we were not allowed to use the lifts.

I AM AT THE 23RD FLOOR DAMNIT!

Takpe. I tabahkan my hati. Took of my heels and begun walking the longest walk of my life.

I walked and walked and walked down the stairs for what seemed like hours and realised I was only at the 20th Floor.

Finally, I reached the Ground Floor..alive and happy.

Today morning, all that we hear is "Eh, you got feel or not..?" "You got feel or not.."

Lyrics that scare me

I am afraid of some songs. So afraid because the lyrics are hard hitting and real.

For example, I am PETRIFIED of Gwen Stefani's "Cool"

And after all the obstacles
It's good to see you now with someone else
And it's such a miracle that you and me are still good friends
After all that we've been through
I know we're cool

Takut. You understand my fears? And the song goes on to say..

And we used to think it was impossible
Now you call me by my new last name
Memories seem like so long ago
Time always kills the pain

Gwen Stefani is actually singing about a long term relationship that ended and how they're now in new relationships and they're "cool". I know this because she told me -_-

Collide

Many of you know that the family and I went to Johor to visit Gopi's parents dan orang-orang yang sekawasan.

I was a bunch of nerves that day as I said a silent prayer, asking God to ensure everything goes on smoothly. If you know me personally, you would know that my dad and I share a common trait. Our tongues are always two steps ahead of our heads. We have a tendency of saying things we regret and and and..I was sorta worried my dad would blurt out something inappropriate.

But, I warned him repeatedly and he managed to stay pretty quiet throughout the dinner. It was awkward..but not bad. Not bad at all -_-

Gopi's mum and my mom got along really well while Gopi and I were extremely alert, acting as gatekeepers..ensuring our dad's were okay.



The night turned out far better than expected. And no, there was no talk of any upcoming marriage or engagement or anything of that sort. Everything spoken was on the surface level basis and our visit to Johor was NOT to talk about our wedding. Barath, no more rumours..please.

But I'm not saying there won't be a wedding. Just not now lah.. Okay, enough wedding talk. I malu.. BTW, this is Gopi's sister.

Who permanently had my camera in her pocket and proceeded to take pictures of herself..

After which she bullied me to do the same..for her. Agasti, Gopi's two other brother's and I bought a cake for Gopi. But Gopi doesn't want any pictures of that here..so..yeah..

The day after..my bf went into an *unusual* super romantic mode and took me out shopping. After that, we had seafood at a restaurant by the beach and sat and and and..after that, we sat at the tepi pantai and watched the waves crumbling while we professed our undying love for each other.

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Ok, I'm lying. We sat there and talked random stories about random events. Gopi wanted to be a legend while I wanted to fly a plane. So random like that.

In conclusion, terima kasih teman hatiku for taking good care of me while I was in Johor. Till November comes...

" Take love, multiply it by infinity and take it to the depths of forever, and you still have only a glimpse of how I feel for you." from the movie Meet Joe Black

I imagined this exact moment. Me, sitting in front of the computer, wondering how the holidays flew by so fast and whining to my blog readers about the sadness of my life.

Yes, i am back from my short short holidays.

Until I find my camera cable..

byeee

Dear Gopi

Dear Gopi,

You turn 24 today and unlike me, you have become an extremely mature and confident young man. But, to the world you may be a man, to me, you will always be that cute boy I fell in love with when we were 18.

Today, I am happy to say that we're at a very comfortable phase in our lives. I am so proud to see you thrive in your career and at the same time, provide me with all the mental and emotional support I need to do well in mine. I am so proud of the sacrifices that you have made, for me and your family as well as your single-handed efforts to give everyone around you a comfortable life. I am so proud to hear your dreams and share with you your joys and pain.

Truly, I must say, you are the best thing that has happened to me. We have been together for almost six years now and with you, the novelty never runs dry. I love it when you are constantly surprising me with your quirks and quips of sarcasm. I love you random romantic acts.

I may not have been much of a girlfriend. Sometimes, I cannot even stand myself. But, you have been nothing but patient, loving and caring in every way possible.

Here's wishing you a wonderful, wonderful birthday and may we share loads of birthdays together. I'll see your cute face tomorrow =)

p/s - Sister, happy birthday to you too. Sorry, no emo bemo post for you.

Kalau sudah drama

Ordinary you will have one birthday celebration..but, if you're a super-drama-princess-i-fell-down-from-the-sky..wajib ada more than five birthday celebrations.

Celebration 1 - With Savisha, Dayana, Kasthuri and my sister @ Wondermilk Cupcakes. This was before the dreaded car crash.

Celebration 2 - With the office colleagues @ Saisaki Japanese Buffet.

Celebration 3 - With college friends, Dayana, Pik Kay, Oliver and my sister @ Dubrovnik, Solaris Mont' Kiara

Celebration 5 - With ex-EPAians @ TGIF, Life Center. Yes, I pakai baju sama because that's my birthday dress!

Celebration 6 - No picture proof but it was with the family @ Quans Ice Cream House (betul ke nama nih?)

Celebration 7 - You had enough of picture proof because it was with the Gopi

Celebration 5 took place last week because we were all super busy and couldn't find an appropriate time to meet. My friends brought me to TGIF and the first thing that crossed my mind was the super-memalukan way TGIF would celebrate your birthday! You know, make you stand on the table and sing..sigh..

Tapi, you can escape standing on the chair if you wear a dress!! Just give them a sad face and tell them you're shy coz' you're wearing a dress. It worked!! The nicest part of this picture is Ian yang sibuk membaham. Hahaha

Super-happy Nadia! Did you know? Did you know? Nadia is PREGNANT!!!!!!!! We're all happy for her and enthusiastically looked and err...examined (?) her baby's "report card". Nadia's baby will surely be very very cute. I can see it from the scan she showed.

Terrible Trio. Ids, Nads and I.

Swee Ling Ling, Hyms and Nelly. Swee Ling, Hyms, Nelly and I have one thing in common that is - we all worked for the same 'penjahit' account once upon a time. Hyms is the last woman standing and she's doing pretty well with the 'penjahit' account that no one could stand. If you have no idea what I'm rambling about..it's okay. I like to talk in codes sometimes.

Conclusion - Thank you people. For the parties, for the presents and for the laughs. I know, my birthday is way overdue but but but, let me give my famous and ever-so-dramatic speech..

"Folks, in my heart..I believe, I am still 18"

-_-

How do i love thee?

Here's a summary of my awesomefawesome holidays..



1) Gopi reached KL around 8pm. The brother and I picked him up from KL Sentral and we had dinner together. After that, Gopi and I watched a movie and sat in Starbucks till the wee hours of the morning gazing lovingly into each other's eyes..(i kid you not)


2) On Sunday, we went raya-ing and on Monday..we decided to go out on a proper date. Something, we haven't done in a long time. I wore a dress and combed my hair.


3) Prove of combed hair. Okaylah..ini bergambar kat ladies..but but but, I wanted to show prove.

4) The boyfriend also looked decent. And he wore shoes!! Instead of his normal selipar Jepun which I detest!

5) Obligatory couple-camwhore-pose. And then, we had dinner..

6) Bubba Gump Shrimp is the new TGIF!! It is really really good people. The Gopi and I ate so much..we could hardly walk after that. The Gopi was surprised at how much his formerly-skinny girlfriend can eat. *okay..not really surprised*

7) After dinner, we wanted to go for drinks..but..at the rate we ate, we just went home and watched Russell Peters with Justin.

8) I know, so much for a romantic date. But, when you've been dating for nearly six years..you kinda look beyond all the romantic stuff and all. It's a tad too cliche for us.

9) Prove of how stuffed (and sleepy) I was. By the end of the night, I was bursting in my pretty dress. The Gopi also commented how.."the dress suddenly became so tight for you.." Heh. See, I told you. No romance-flowers-butterflies already. Not that I'm complaining lah. I'm in a comfortable place and I love it =)

10 ) The next day, The Gopi was scheduled to leave KL at 5.25pm. I went into my depressed-i-hate-stupid-Johor-for-being-so-damn-far mode and I kinda moped around a bit. But, I was appeased by the mouth watering cup of Godiva the Gopi bought for me.

11) Thank you the Gopi. You are the best! If you're wondering why The Gopi is wearing the same shirt..it is because he only brought two t-shirts to KL because he didn't want the hassle of checking in his bag and all that. He brought a backpack with the bare necessities..hence..the need to repeat his clothing. I don't know why I'm writing all this here. Ugh..


12) I sent the Gopi to KL Sentral where he took a bus to KLIA and I went home alone..like a sad little puppy. -_-

Till this weekend..

I miss you

Reality bites

My life is back to the normal routine it was formerly..now that the boyfriend has returned to JB. I shall sit in a dark hole and reminisce the good times we had for the past three days.

I shall emerge from the dark hole on Saturday when I am going to JB to see the boyfriend.

Hope your holiday was as smashing as mine!

Pictorial depiction of my bliss tomorrow..when I return to work. Ah, reality..

Kita makan lagi

I have not done a flog (food blog) in a long time. I remember, back in the days, when I used to take pictures of every single food item just to blog about it. But but but, these days..I'm like..WTF..just eat only.

Just so you know, I am still addicted to Sakae Sushi. Although recently, I realised that Ichiban Boshi is much better. Expensive..but better. But, because I am kiam siap like that..I will keep going to Sakae Sushi to satisfy my Japanese food cravings.



RAW SALMON! Many of my friends don't eat raw salmon because they're afraid they might get food poisoning lah..this lah..that lah. But, I love eating sashimi! I love it so much that I can survive on sashimi alone. Take me to a Japanese buffet, and I will feast on sashimi ONLY. Addicted like that!

My colleague yells every time this particular sushi passes us by on the conveyor. "EBIKKO! EBIKKO!" says Teh Hwue Zuin with her ultimate Japanese cartoon face.

Salmon sushi. Again, I can go on and on professing my love for Salmon Sashimi..but, I'll stop here.

Gambar wajib. Yes, I know, my face is fatter now that it was a few months ago. Tapi, it's okay lah. Fat only nice what (consoling myself)

So, it is finally Friday! I have been counting the days SINCE EFFING MONDAY!! Every morning, I will semangatly cross out the dates and tell myself that this long, painful wait will soon be over. Nak kerja also no semangat.

Before I forget, Selamat Hari Raya Maaf Zahir dan Batin semoga berkekelan ke anak cucu(?) to all my Muslim friends yang nama berakhir dengan 'a' dan kawasan-kawasan yang sewaktu denganya - Dayana, Ida, Nadia, Suraya, Haslina, Aida, Melissa, Liza dan lain-lain.

Festive celebrations!!

The mood to work in the office today is just off. Most of my muslim friends will be off tomorrow and the rest of us are just waiting, longing and hoping that time will move faster. Ah the irony. Time moves the slowest when it knows we're waiting for something.

Anyhow, today we celebrated the festive season in the office. It was a joint celebration for Hari Raya, Mid-Autumn Festival and Deepavali. Thus, they decorated the reception area with lanterns, ketupats and a kolum.


Our orang kuat Genting then lighted the oil lamps to show our support to the 1Malaysia concept and to exemplify our diversity in the workforce. Sebab, Genting kan epitomizes the spirit of 1Malaysia..! *sempat advertise for Genting*

The kolum beautifully depicted our logo and our ever-famous tagline 'City of Entertainment'. But but but, as usual, someone had to accidentally step on the logo..messing up the kolum. The girls who made the kolum rushed to redo it. I laughed at the corner. Hehe..It's always refreshing to have some drama in an event.

As usual, nothing is ever complete without our usual rounds of camwhoring. I was supposed to wear either a baju kurung or a punjabi suit..but I didn't. Eep. Sorry..

Department members. My boss and Azlan were not in.

Teh Hwue Zuin, Me and Kak Aida.

I was walking around with my notebook because I had to prepare a write up for this event. See, I can never enjoy an event without worrying about a pending write up.

Everyone is waiting for the upcoming holidays. I cannot wait any longer. Don't prolong this sadness. C'mon time. Move already! Pleaseeeeeeee

Tick Tock Tick Tock

In an ordinary week, today would have already been Thursday. But because the forces of the universe knows that I'm waiting for the weeked, it is only Wednesday (sumpah, this made sense in my head).

As usual, I am swarmed with write ups to prepare. I am contemplating using a Shakespeare quote in my speech for the Chairman..but..I don't know. I like doing my speeches and write ups differently..but obviously, I'm the only one who likes it. The higher authority would still prefer the conventional speeches *yawn*

On a less boring note (WTF, not even close to boring, I mean!) the boyfriend will be back this weekend. He'll be here until Tuesday. Sangat gembira. Hello Gopi's friends, if you're reading this..please take not that you guys will not be spending any time with him because, I'm selfish like that. If you really want, maybe you can call him or msn him or something boring like that. I don't know..go figure!

Okay..until my next (lame) post. TTYL

Random pictures to annoy you

I know camwhoring is an annoying habit. I know vanity is wrong. Yet, I know how much my incessant camwhoring annoys people and I actually enjoy annoying people. I think annoying people is fun. But but but, when I'm in front of you, you can roll your eyes and scold me..but when it's in my blog..there's nothing you can do about it.

Ok fine, I just made that whole thing up because I was seeking an excuse to post some vain pictures.

This party dress is a present from Nadia, Hyma, Ida, Swee Ling and Liz. Nelly had other ideas so she got me a separate gift (heh).

Super saturated colour! I edited it kaw kaw because I was bored like that. Coincidentally, I saw the same dress at Topshop a few weeks back and was contemplating if I should buy it. I mean, that dress has my name written all over it. It's exactly the type of dress I would wear.

Luckily my friends are so pandai that thay can read my mind and they bought me the same dress from Topshop! I shall wear it this weekend when the boyfriend comes over. We're supposed to go clubbing (or something really cool..) like that.

My brader will turn 21 this year. I cannot believe it. He looks 24! No, I'm kidding. He looks 18. Ok fine! I just posted this picture because I liked it..not because of the brader.

Next post only after Ida uploads the pictures on her Facebook. C'mon Ids. You can do it!

Do we look stupid?

I was listening to the radio on the way home from work and I was in utter disgust at how inane the two radio deejays at a certain *terbang* FM was.

They claim to have a pet in the studio named Ayam. But, they didn't like the name Ayam so they asked listeners to call in and suggests a name for this pet. -_- I was tempted to sms them and say, "How about the name 'I-am-too-stupid-to-think-of-a-topic-today-hence-this-lame-game'. I mean..c'mon. People are not stupid. We listen to the radio for the music and it does help to have good deejays and interesting topics. But naming a pet??!! Ish..

This is the same radio station who has the same game every morning. "Malaysia is third in the world for ..."? Aiyoh..the same question for years? The prize money is like RM15,ooo now and they're still not letting go. How boring.

This is the same radio station where they think talking in a typical Chinese, Malay or Indian accent is funny.

I only listen to this radio station when I terpaksa -_-

This is it

You remember one-hit-wonder Uncle Kracker? Yes, him who sang about snitching someone's wife in "Follow Me.."

Uncle Kracker has a new song and it's soooooo gooood!

You make me smile like the sun
Fall out of bed, sing like bird
Dizzy in my head, spin like a record
Crazy on a Sunday night
You make me dance like a fool
Forget how to breathe
Shine like gold, buzz like a bee
Just the thought of you can drive me wild
Ohh, you make me smile

Super cute!

Really?

Too busy to blog.

Will update soon.

Kerja sampai ke leher (means: I'm up to my neck in work) WTF?!

Okbye

Barang bukan orang

Ida always told me how 'barang is better than orang'. Literally translated, 'things are better than people'. Ida believes 'barang' has the ability to make you feel better..unlike 'orang' who at times, do more harm than good.


While Ida loves gadgets, my weakness are cute things. I have loads of stuff in my house which I bought for the simple reason of them being 'cute'. Like these two hairbands (one of which belongs to my sister). They are too painful to wear yet..it sits so prettily in my stationary mug.

But but but, today, I found an accessory that has my name written all over it (and I mean this in the strictest sense)

TADAAAAH! A key chain which reads 'drama queen'. How apt! And although I am on a strict budget this month..I had to make this one, tiny exception and buy this key chain. How to resist?!

Forced my colleague to take a picture of me and my newfound 'barang'..which really brought me happiness (easy to please eh..)

But, you know why I'm really happy?

Coz the key chain goes perfectly with my handbag!

Enough to keep me happy for the next three months. Until I find a new barang.. okbye

What's in a name?

None of my close friends call me by my name. Heck, they don't even call me by my second name.
My nick names went from being just Cher to a range of weird names I can hardly spell.

The colleague next to me calls me Chairlee (pronounced Chair - rel)
Ida and Pik Kay call me Cherry and Cherrie respectively
Dayana and Azlan call me Chester (this is my fault because I gave them a 'ster' in their names)
Kasthuri calls me Beryl
The brother calls me Cherka (a combination of Cheryl and Akka)
The other colleague permanently refers to me as Space Munky (not funny though..)
Nadia calls me Cherilllll (wajib emphasize the rilllll)
Gopi calls me Pendek (again, tak kelakar..)
Feli sometimes calls me Cher (which is prolly the best nick name of all..)

The only time these people call me Cheryl..is when they need to tell me something dead serious. Otherwise, it's all these nicknames. And you know what, once you start calling me Cherrie..you cannot stop. It sticks. And you will never again remember that I am actually Cheryl.

If you guys change my name, then I'll lose the true essence of the meaning of my name.

"The meaning of the name Cheryl is as follows: Darling
The origin of the name Cheryl is believed to be: French"

See! I never get to behave like a darling because no one ever calls me Cheryl.

Okbye!