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goodbye blogdrive

Hello to anyone who may be out there. I am now officially residing at: http://tictacorange.wordpress.com/



biscuit @ 01:52 am | (4) had spoken

Monday, July 16, 2007
Of weddings and Northbridge night

Just a quick update - few words, not so few pics - before jetting off to Melbourne later tonight...


*pauses for a boisterous laugh*


... which means that I'll go missing for another 2 weeks, but I'll resume writing once I get back. With lotsa lotsa photos. Lots. ^^




Edwina & Nuno's wedding

Date: 24 June 2007
Venue: Munja Gardens, Karnyup



   :: Uma, Val (dim sum), myself, Adrian ::



  :: Edwina and Nuno taking their vows ::



  :: Random cute kid who kept turning around and smiling at me. >.< ::



  :: The statutory petal shower ::



   :: T__________T ::



  :: I want to release birds on my wedding also. ::



  :: The not-so blushing bride. :D  ::



:: All dressed up and pretty. And shivering and near-fainting from the cold Mandurah breeze ::



Sighee... I want a pretty garden wedding too. T.T



~*~*~*~*~



Northbridge Night Out






  :: Moon Cafe ::







  :: Mo and Chris ::



  :: Me and Rach ::



  :: Tammy (Jim's cousin from London) ::



  :: Chris and Jim ::






  :: Mo ber-emo ::



   :: Rach also ber-emo ::



   :: So I also must emo ::












   :: Cute random at the back! >.< ::



               :: We damn cute, can ::












:: Seems that Aussie bois practice quite a bit of cosplaying as well ::












:: Kick-ass rock band who was playing Vines' Get Free, which of cos had me going insane, and then had my neck suffer the consequences for the next couple of days. T.T ::






:: Ugly random wtf. Apparently I spoke to him a few times and he pretty well stuck to us for the rest of it. ::








biscuit @ 11:50 pm | (2) had spoken

Saturday, July 14, 2007
they will eat us all

Oh my god the blog is not dead? you say.


Well it sort of was, actually. In fact I had even gotten to starting a new blog elsewhere, which had a grand total of 2 entries, and then that died out as well. Because I couldn't find a nice layout for it, and because it was so empty and bare and visitor-less that it broke my heart.

I'm sorry I've abandoned you for so long. T.T

The first 6 months of Perth had been a blurry mass of activities - mostly those of booze, beaches, boys and uh, books, of course. Met new people, lost some people, almost lost some other people... and quite literally by some twist of fate, even fell in love in the process. :) Although most of you may already know about that, if you're good friends or have been Friendster-stalking.





Anyway, tis a reminiscence of things that happened in the first half of the Perth experience:


Summer days we,

Had our mandatory lie-on-grass shots at King's Park.





  :: The view we had from lying on the grass ::









 :: The infamous, postcard-perfect blue-skies-bluer-seas scenery ::


Beached to Cottesloe and Scarborough








  :: See Rach's shadow hovering on us >.< ::



  :: My Maori friend, Aaron Gohtakeone ::



Went crabbing at Mandurah, where I almost caught my cold of death.




 :: Crabs were tiny and few, but with whatever we caught, we had the best chilli crabs for the whole time we're in Perth. And easily the one and only time we had crabs at all. T.T ::


My access to seafood in Perth is more depressing than you can possibly imagine. If it isn't frozen or deep-fried, it's not affordable. And the only time we had "fresh fish" at a Chinese restaurant - well, the amount of flesh on the fish was laughable. =.=


Anyway.



Petted Australian marsupials at Caversham Wildlife Park.








All the animals they promised in holiday brochures. ^^


Did a slightly different version of the 'lay-on-the-grass' - this time, after our weekly Thursday Tavern nights, all boozed up.






~*~*~*~*~



And then autumn crept in, but it was pretty well still summer-shit-hot weather, so summer activities resumed as normal.


There was the courtyard soccer tournament:


  :: The naked cheerleaders - Em, Hsin, Jen ::


And we went sailing at Catamaran.

Jiak ah neh lao, first time I go sailing.














               :: Feed me thy jellyfish ::






               :: Chris Chan VS Rachel Liew. Round 1 - FIGHT! ::



:: Murdoch Malaysia Association (MMA), plus a whole lot of random Singaporeans, Indons, and even a white guy if you look closely ::


And yes we did go into the water, and not just posed on land and pretend. Just that it was common sense not to drown your cameras; and moreover, we were busy trying to navigate our sail boat and find the wind direction. (/-_-)/



Easter came and went, pretty quietly.


 :: Jen and her pretty lil Easter eggs ::



  :: Oh painting skills! T.T  ::



Celebrated flatmate/friend/mummy Emma's 19th birthday.






Went to the beach in the middle of Autumn, just to prove my point on how anti-climax the climate in Perth can be.




And witnessed one of the most beautiful sunset ever, right here at Cottesloe. :)





                                 ::  <3  ::



Banged my face against the wall and chipped off my tooth. +.+




Got it fixed for a stinking $119, which is RM 358, and pretty well all they did was put on a filling, which shouldn't cost more than RM 100 back in KL. T.T Even then the filling is sort of shifting as we're speaking, so my tooth looks crap now.



                                         :: Bleh ::


Met up with friends from back home, who are in this same lil boat called Perth:


  :: Fiona jie ::


  :: Jonathan Li Zi Yang, HAHAHAHA ::



And of course, the many clubbing moments caught on camera. Here's just picking up the random, memorable (and good-hair/skin/face-days) ones:



               :: Beach Night @ The Tavern ::



          :: Happee Birthday, Rizal! ::








  :: Kynan trying to play backside games with Chris. D: ::



            :: James the Goon Guzzler ::



  :: I met Superman! And was disappointed at how un-handsome he was. :( ::



    :: Rachel found car keys. And we kept them. ::






:: Toru and Azusa. Because it's cool to take photos with your Jap friends and post them online ::






 :: The beloved jantans, in a weak attempt to dance with each other cos all the girls were dancing amongst themselves. ^^ ::






              :: Family portrait :D ::












            :: And then Rachel found credit card. -.- ::




 ~*~*~*~*~


Winter sees even less activities for us to kill non-assignmenting times (although some time around then, there was a Facebook outbreak that was going on around the Student Village -.- ). And then semester ended and suddenly we had absolutely-completely-nothing-to-do. Beaches weren't possible anymore. Neither was King's Park. And by then, Tav nights and Metro Freo were starting to take its toll on us and our wallets.



  :: We did find ourselves a job though, to do stock-counting, which pays pretty well considering what a mind-numbing task it is. Nevermind the fact that we had to don pekerja kilang chic throughout the tenure of our contract with Lotons. =.= ::



So in the heat of absolutely-completely-nothing-to-do (and absolutely-completely exhausted our respective bank balances) - we braved the cold to hit the Murdoch Oval** on a Winter night. ^^


** Our campus soccer/footie field



            :: Everybody now, JUMP! JUMP! ::



  :: Eh fail la you all. =.= But I like this pic cos everyone looked so unphotogenic in it. >.< ::












                          :: Damn emo, can. ::












:: Re-enactment of The Matrix. Mitty was supposed to be saying "Nooooooo!!!" XD ::



   ::  *muax*  ::



:: Poser maut tak ketahanan manusia. =.= The camwhoring bug got to him - not surprisingly though, if you think about the people he hangs out with. ::



 :: Mari bilang semut! Sa..tu, du...a, ti..ga. No la actually, we were having an emoticon moment.  *circles ::



  :: And another emoticon moment. *cries ::












There you go. Long-ass entry. Have fun loading the photos, hohoho.



*collapses onto bed, dragging box of tissue along with me*




biscuit @ 03:43 am | (10) had spoken

Wednesday, February 07, 2007
dotcomdotcomDOTCOM

Two days away from departure:

  • My webcam starts dying on me.

  • My internet connection starts dying on me.

  • My external HD is probably gonna start dying on me also, at the rate I'm force-feeding files into it.

  • I cannot stop buying things.

  • There are still people I haven't met up with, and will probably not see anymore until a year later.

  • In a dilemma on whether or not to inform certain people of my departure.

  • I haven't finished packing.

  • In fact, I just started packing.

  • And my clothes pile outsized my remaining luggage spaces by two times - not including shoes.

Damn champion.dot.com la, Hsin. Well done.





biscuit @ 02:58 am | (8) had spoken

Wednesday, January 31, 2007
salute the SLK


Traffic jams, initial bad parkings, eventual powerful parallel parkings, making (illegal) parking lots out of tiny spaces, 130kmph on the road, cutting across 3 lanes in KL at peak hours.


Pathetic motorbike-like honks, but massive honking regardless, harassment on the road, harrassing others on the road, being trashed by streamer cans, breaking down in outside Shangri-La, KL on Christmas Eve.


Seeing me through 2 colleges and 1 workplace, seeing my sis through 3 different schools, running a bazillion errands, getting lost just about everywhere outside Subang, countless camwhoring moments, causing terror on the road when I'm late or superbly pissed off.


And...... getting me everywhere with everyone for the past 3 years, without any incidents. :)


Feeling a bit mm seh tak to part with my Small Little Kelisa, it literally being the vessel for so much memories over the years, both good and bad. Yet, the inevitable has dawned, and it's time for me to hand you to someone else - who probably won't be as loving and affectionate as I was, but nevertheless... it's time to move on.


Farewell my baby. It's been a beautiful journey, you and me.






biscuit @ 03:16 am | (2) had spoken

Friday, January 26, 2007
not quite farewell, yet

It's exactly 13 days, 2 hours and 40 minutes away from ja-matta-Msia, as I come to the end of this sentence. Haven't really been in the mood to blog lately - lazy, yes; and also the fact that I've been busy with uni-preparation, last minute shopping, and mentally trying to fit everything into my luggage without exceeding the 30kg limit. =.= Already I'm seeing the excess weight spilling out of my mentally-stretched suitcase.


So, what's left for me to do?

  • Student visa - checked.

  • Flight ticket - checked.

  • Accommodation and airport pickup - checked.

  • Enrolment and timetable scheduling - checked.

  • Farewell party - checked. Although, there's still time for more of this, of course. ^^

Just a quickie based on some of the photos I caught the past couple of weeks:



KDU's newly-renovated cafeteria.

The one built with our money, at the expense of our cafeteria-less terms in college, but which we never got to fully utilize it.



                :: Behold, the spanking new KDU Square ::



               :: Fancy schmanzy downlights ::









             :: Holy shit, there's even a proper menu! ::





 :: Food generally looked better, and arguably tasted better, and even served on prettier bowls and plates! And trays! More pricey though, but that's only expected from such a *coughs* high-class place. Tsk. ::


And if all of those aren't enough to rub into our faces, and other fellow faces who are leaving KDU, they even have to have better looking patrons to beautify the bloody cafeteria:





I want to burn them all down, if only out of spite.



Farewell gathering at Jen's place (20th Jan)

Where everyone came and ate and talked and ate some more and took about a bazillion photos among 3-4 cameras, and then left. I reckon it was more of a get-together rather than a farewell party. =.=



                                 :: Benny's leg, me, Rach ::



 :: Nick and Caine, making their first appearance here (and the last, til the following year) ::



         :: The Dengue Statistics of 2006, hur ::



             :: My Perth-bound babes ::



:: And introducing (l-r) Rach's cousin, Jason (@ Grapeboi), and her bro Henry (@ so-cute-and-shy-I-wanna.... mmm) ::





                        :: Jen's kawan-kawan sekalian ::



                        :: Hannah and her man ::



               :: "OMAE! Who the fook are you? O.o" ::



                                            :: *glomps* ::








                                     :: >____< ::



                                                 :: Is the everybody ::



Kat, if you're reading this - DON'T THINK YOU CAN HIDE FROM ME ON MSN BECAUSE I WON'T LEAVE YOU ALONE TIL I GET ALL THE PHOTOS THANKIEW.






biscuit @ 06:07 pm | (3) had spoken

Wednesday, January 17, 2007
ratu sehari

I went for a friend's wedding last weekend.


And there it was - the faint but distinct smell of the start of many "friend's wedding" to come in the near future.


And with that, I try not to think of my own series of unfortunate events.



Date: 13 Jan 07
Venue: Dewan Raja Muda Musa, Shah Alam
The Couple: Sharinaz (dear Kak Shinaz) & Azreen.



We arrived sharp at 8pm, as was stated on the invitation card that I did not receive. In fact, I wasn't the only one who didn't receive an invitation, as our newly betrothed felt it was more economical to only send out two cards, with everyone's names split evenly between them. =.=


But yeah, so we arrived on time, and I was under the impression that only Chinese weddings are bound to start (at least) an hour late. As I soon found out though, it was actually more of a Malaysian thing rather than that of a particular demographic, to subject wedding dinner guests to a long, excruciating wait.


In our case, we had to wait for exactly 1 hour and 50 minutes before we could start eating.


And here's the catch: the food was right in front of us the whole time! -_-




 :: Colour coded pink. The one standing up, in the pretty pink kebaya, is Shinaz's sister ::


To distract ourselves from the very noticeable rendang and curry chicken in front of us, we resort to what we do best when we're bored and in possession of cameras.



                             :: Jen and Shy ::



 :: Introducing Hsin, in black hair for the first time in 4 years ::






                        :: Shima and Mr. Shima ::






8.30 pm, and bride was still no where to be spotted. =.=







             :: Finger deformities UNITE! (/>__<)/ This belong to Shy btw ::



9.00 pm, and on the brink of starvation....


                    :: Don't go there, woman... ::


Then finally at 9.30, they announced the arrival of the newlyweds. I gathered up every last bit of calories I had left in me and shamelessly barged my way through the now-standing crowd to capture the walk in.





I watched the bride, in full regalia of jewellery, hair extension and a damn pretty kebaya, strolled down the aisle with her husband - and thought about how just 2 years ago, we were attending the same classes, working together on the same assignments, and stressing over our grades.


And here she is now, a wife to somebody. And here I am.



                                  :: Ratu sehari ::


And then I snapped back into the present, and started going at the food at full force.


              :: Which wasn't quite enough to feed 11 starving people. T.T ::



  :: Sneaking a shot of the newlyweds prior to their meal ::



 


And more pics as the night came to an end - as we, once again, had to entertain ourselves while waiting for the crowd to disperse before we tangkap the bride for ourselves.



             :: So Mo, bila you punya turn? :D ::






       :: The next ones on the wedding list  - Shima, Mo, Munira ::



          :: The ones that did not make the list  =.= ::


And when we finally got hold of her, it was only for a short, short while before random makciks started giving us the "ok enough, our turn to ambik gambar with them" looks.



                                  :: So pretty in pink >< ::



            :: Sham (En. Mo), Rach, Azreen, kid, Shinaz, Jen, Mo, me ::





Congratulations babe, eh, I mean Puan Sharinaz. :D Best of luck in all your future undertakings, and may your marriage and family be blessed with abundance of wealth, health, and kebahagiaan selama-lamanya. :) *hugs*








biscuit @ 02:46 am | (1) had spoken

Saturday, January 13, 2007
meme a-z

I miss doing memes.


A is for Age:
# 21 going on 22


B is for Beer of choice:
# Carlsberg Ice, but because it's not available everywhere, I'm always with Heineken instead. Then again I don't like beers in general.


C is for Career right now:
# Blogger and slacker. Resuming student life in a month's time.


D is for your pet's name:
# If I have a dog, I'll call it Bosco. :D Erm, I don't know.. depends on what animal/breed/gender it is. Fifi, for anything that's furry and undeserving of a more creative name.


E is for Essential items you use everyday:
# Shampoo, hair masque, toothbrush, toothpaste, shower gel, facial soap, moisturizer, toner, sunblock, loose powder, car keys, house keys, handphone, computer.


F is for Favorite TV show at the moment:
# I'm not much of a TV person (strangely enough, considering that my Career involves me bumming around the house), but I watch my bit of Ed, Kings of Queens, Jamie Oliver, Wah Lai Toi dramas, and reruns of Nodame Cantabile. ^___^


G is for favorite Game:
# "Big Fish Small Fish", "Who's Card is the Smallest", mahjong (3-kaki), Gin Rummy with the tiles, Twister, and Minesweeper haha. For real, actually; my best time for Expert level is 137 seconds. (/^ ^)/


H is for Hometown:
# Born and bred in Selangor - 3 years in PJ, and the subsequent ones in Subang. But I've spent many childhood CNYs in my dad's hometown (which I consider my kampung also la) in Kulim, Kedah.


I is for Instruments you play:
# A bit of piano, a bit of drums, and Gmajor and Cmajor on guitar.


J is for favorite Juice:
# Cranberry!


K is for whose butt you'd like to Kick:
# Those cibai lecturers.


L is for Last place you ate at:
# Restoran BAGAN, near Port Klang. =.= It took us an hour to get there, including the getting lost in dark, dingy industrial area and arriving at the custom checkpoint HAHAHA. But food was good, and cheap (the whole reason why we travelled so far to begin with) - 7 of us, ordered 8 dishes including crabs, prawns and squids - totalled up to only RM163. >.<


M is for Music:
# The current top 5 songs on my playlist:
  • Marvin Gaye - Let's Get It On
  • John Mayer - Waiting on the World to Change
  • My Chemical Romance - Welcome to the Black Parade
  • Marty Casey - Wish You Were Here
  • Queen - Bohemian Rhapsody
But it changes all the time, my music preference. Usually revolves around the rock, contemporary jazz, pop, r&b (notably Korean and Jap ones), and chill-out stuff like Gotan and Del Mar.


N is for Next trip you will be taking
# A long, extended stay in Perth... if that counts as a trip. Well I do actually, despite all the horror stories that everyone (especially those from Melbourne) has been telling me. =.= I'm just keen on the shift in experiences and lifestyle, can? And testing waters to see what kinda person I'll become outside of my home; away from other people's rules and boundaries, and living for my own.


O is for Overnight hospital stays:
# The horrid dengue days. T____T 5 days of claustrophobic room, blood withdrawal at 6am, being unable to eat or drink, falling asleep to Kim Possible because I was too scared to sleep alone in a ward, sleeping in a corpse-like position in fear of drip needle coming off, pissing into a pan, air bubble phobia, and generally looking and feeling like shit.


P is for People you were with today:
# Mum, sis, Seet, Shaun, Su Ann, Giene, Giene's sis, Wee Kean, Min Chuan.


Q is for Quote:
# "To the left, to the left." Ya James, if only to amuse you. =.=

But speaking of quotes, Snatch (2000), directed by Guy Ritchie, is a killer for liners.


"Bullet Tooth Tony: Boris the Blade? As in Boris the Bullet-Dodger?
Avi: Why do they call him the Bullet-Dodger?
Bullet Tooth Tony: 'Cause he dodges bullets, Avi. "

---

"Vinny: I thought you said he was a getaway driver. What the fuck can he get away from? "

---

" [Tyrone just backed into Franky Four Fingers' van]
Tyrone: I didn't see it there.
Vinny: It's a four ton truck, Tyrone. Its not as though its a bag of fucking peanuts, is it?
Tyrone: It was at a funny angle.
[All three turn and look back at the truck]
Vinny: It's behind you Tyrone. Whenever you reverse, things come at you from behind.

---

"Sol: You ain't from this planet are you, Vincent? Who is gonna mug two black fellas, holding pistols, sat in a car that is worth less than your shirt?"


Fckin hilarious movie. Or maybe it's just my warped sense of humour.



R is for biggest Regret:
# I DON'T BELIEVE IN REGRETS. Well, not entirely anyway. But if I had to do things differently, I'll probably be less hesitant about the decisions I make.


S is for Status:
# Single and preying on young and fresh subjects.


T is for Time you woke up today:
# 12.00pm; and again at 6.30pm.


U is for the color of your Umbrella:
# It's a green Guardian umbrella, with white snowflakes on it. ^^


V is for Vegetable you love:
# None in particular, but I'm an advocator of "every meal must have greens".


W is for Worst habit:
# Cussing and massive honking on the road.


X is for X-rays you've had:
# 3 - one for my wisdom teeth, one for visa application, and another for the orthopaedic.


Y is for Yummy food you ate today:
# Aforementioned seafood.


Z is for Zodiac sign:
# Leo, your all-time favourite Egoist. ;)




And here's to tagging everyone who's reading this, and who has a secret fetish for memes - just like I do.






biscuit @ 03:07 am | (1) had spoken

Thursday, January 11, 2007
2007 ni youkoso

And finally, Photobucket is back up. (/^ ^)/


But because everyone's net connection is still shit, including my own, I'll go slow on the pics. And because I haven't been properly writing and thinking in proper sentences for a while, I'll go slow on the words as well.



Part 1: Happee belated New Year's Eve

Picking up from where I left off at the previous entry - so, while there was the absolutely smexy Mike from one year ago, the only guys that I came in contact with were Martin and some random drunkard who kept patting my head while we were at the dancefloor. -.- It was one of those classic stoners who are damn persistant and kept showing up everywhere you go.


Music: was horrible from the start til the end (of my 100% consciousness). We arrived in our traditional manner of exactly 15 minutes before countdown - basically, enough time for us to step inside, make our way through the swarm of semi-drunk people, and on to the dancefloor.


"10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 happy new year!"


And they launched into "The Final Countdown". O.o


Pure, unadulterated, 80s pop trash - un-mixed, un-remixed, just plain original synth. -.- I can't say which is worse, deafening techno or cheesy electronica; cos either way the song is doomed to begin with.


But come on, Final Countdown? And followed by Guns'n'Roses? In a bar, on new year's eve, in Sunway?


It's like they're endorsing the uncles at the club and encouraging their flocks to grow even bigger and bolder than they already are!


Have they no mercy for the younger ones@??


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Hello pictures.



                    :: Su Ann, the tai-ka-che mui ::



                      :: Shereen and myself ::



 :: This is the last you'll see of my ugly regrowth. My hair is officially back-to-black now ::



 :: Perth-bound Fiona, who will start hearing endlessly from me cum February onwards ^^ ::



 :: Wee Kean leaving for UK, and Yee Mun leaving for Singapore. Our group's getting smaller and smaller by the year. = = ::



    :: Thank goodness for the few who are here to stay  ::









     :: Shaun boi and his bevy of ladies (as always -_-)  ::



 :: And WK insisted that we launched into our poser-maut modes ::



-xx-



Part 2: Lou poh turns 21.


There was the now-customary surprise celebration at midnight:











     :: I drink Stout because it makes me man ::


"Guinness - all over your floor." *cracks into hysterical fits of laughter*



         :: Happee Birthday babe! ::



.... and then there was the birthday lunch/ belanja-us-makan-cos-he's-earning-alot lunch/ farewell lunch - courtesy of chef Jonathan Chong who had been missing in action for a few months now.






                :: Succulent steak roasting in the oven ::



 :: Entrée #1: Salad tossed with balsamic vinaigrette and topped with bacon strips ::



 :: Entrée #2: Jon's special homemade mushroom soup, with those mahal-mahal sorta shrooms ::



                  :: Entrée #3: Fresh scallop baked with cheese ::



 :: The chef and his loving assistant ::





            :: Final touches to our main course ::



And the rest of it, was gastronomical heaven history. >__________<








biscuit @ 02:50 am | (6) had spoken

Friday, January 05, 2007
si buaya gagal

On New Year's Eve, I :

1) was harassed by a Grand Champion Cibai of an Ex Bf Daryl lookalike. I haven't had a club harassment in a while, so this was amusing and annoying at the same time.
  • He introduced himself as Martin.
  • What kinda fckin name was 'Martin'?
  • So I stuck around to find out - What sorta person made a 'Martin'.
  • He spoke Chinese to me. I told him I only spoke English (although for a fact, I can understand Chinese quite well, but the less he knew, the better)
  • His friend had to do the talking for him; and, in 3rd-party reference, told me that his Martin friend was 19.
  • I told him Martin I was too old for him as I was 21.
  • And suddenly, Martin was 26.
  • For some reason, he couldn't stop wishing me Happy New Year.
  • He asked me if he could have my number.
  • I told him cannot.
  • I walked off to sit at our table, but Martin was only one table away, so he kept staring and staring with that familiar cibai face that didn't annoy me so much in the dark, but bugs me everytime I think about it now.
  • Regardless of whether I was having a drink, talking to a friend, or swaying my head to the music, Martin would be staring and mouthing compliments for my dancing, drinking or talking. O.o
  • So obvious was the Martin self-absorbed energy that my friends sensed danger from a distance away and sent Shaun to the rescue, who came and sat next to me, posing as The Boyfriend.
  • In Su Ann's words: "EH I TELL YOU AR, THE LOOK ON HIS FACE LIKE HE WANNA SEK YOUR TAUFU LIKE THAT!"
  • Martin never stopped staring. And before we left the place, he grinned at me and wished me, for the bazillionth time, Happy New Year. =.=

There you have it, my fellow male readers. Unless you are of the Big 5: Suave, Charming, Fucking Handsome, Rich, Dominic Lau - that kind of pick-up strategy is bound to land you falling flat on your face; and if you're seriously unlucky, get beaten up by mock Boyfriends.


And the girls will go home and blog about you and tell other girls to be wary of your type of buaya, i.e. the Tak Jadi ones.

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Anyway, this entry was intended to be a write-up on my New Year's Eve celeb and Jen's 21st birthday celeb. :D But because photobucket won't load, I'll have to save them for later I guess. =.=







biscuit @ 06:28 pm | (7) had spoken

Profile


Here's a story of Hsin, a 21 year old self-proclaimed chiq whose sweat, blood and tears within 11 months of SAM in Taylor's College, Malaysia had finally paid off with remarkable results. *bows* (^ ^) After one whole unproductive biotech year in Monash University Malaysia, has finally moved on to greener pastures of the arts business - specifically, in mass communications. As of now, is proudly a Murdoch University BA in Media Studies student in KDU College.

Has great love for:
food, photography, great metropolitan cities, British accent, witty and dry humour, posh bars and restaurants with artsy interior, Discovery Travel and Adventures, men who cook, hysterical laughters, compiling thematic CDs, dirt cheap accessories, Nick Hornby, all-you-can-eat buffet, Japanese everything, jazzy romantic soundtracks, BMW, bittorrent, Starbucks, moshpits, wild dancefloors, live gigs, he who sings like Jason Wade and John Mayer, technology in general

Has low tolerance for (among many):
over-sensitive men, durians, bad English in print, most Malaysian establishments, most government personnel, MPPJ, hypocrites, manufactured pop, cheap chocolates, modified national cars with blue lights and ugly spoilers, Toyota UNSER drivers, sleazy uncles in bars n clubs, our censorship board, George Bush.

Considerably cynical over boy-girl relationships, but never stopped hoping for her knight in shiny beemer.

My Alter Ego: Mona Lisa Overdrive
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