Speak to the hand.

Browsing thru FB pics only to realize Ash has darn A LOT of pics of me with my hands covering my face

"donlaaaa"


"uiiii"

"arghhh"

"ehhhh"

"oiiii"

whoop'ing at the DJ booth.. and yes uhrm. I know I have really weird fingers :x


"noooo.."

"nooo saveee mee" WTF

"stopitlaASh!"

Maybe he thinks I look better with my face covered.. not surprising since he likes taking stupid pictures of me like these:


holy cow wtf

yesus christ wtf

zomg

Pierre: siao cha bo wuuu T___T

And yes, ripped all these pics off him once again. Pics courtesy of Ash Bongbong!

Decadence wtf.

I just went for my last tute of the week and thought my holidays could officially begin, but nooh I have a consultation with my tutor to collect my assignment at 1230pm so I have to bum around since 11 when my only tute for the day ended.

Anyways after whining, complaining, attempting to throw myself out of the balcony wtf, crying, stressing out again and again over meeting with dead lines I'm finally done with that shit so hopefully I'll stop being an emo fuck and get on with life wtf.

I swear I was so depressed the past 10 days it wasn't even funny (not like depression is funny to begin with wtf).

Anyways no matter because the week-end is here and so is my mid-term break. There's Melb Uni's AA Ball to look forward to this Sunday followed by the after-party but the only thing that made me unexcited is the dressing up. I already have a dress in my ward-robe that I thought of wearing but then I was told that there's a 1920's theme going on and now all my cipet plans went down the drain wtf. I tried googling on fashion tips of the 1920's and this was what I found;

LIKE WTF I NEARLY GOT A HEART ATTACK WHY LIDIS I don't think I can carry it off la!!!


HAHAHHAAHAHAH sorry this isn't really appropriate for formal wear but I found this very funny wtf

So I decided to look for a modern twist to it and found this:


not too bad but too casual for a ball right :/

well the good news is that 1920s women don't really wear tight-fitting shit ha!

and from what I gather about hair and make up it seems that red lipstick were the highlight of the 1920s and uh.. flat-like curls wtf



ok these are modern take of the 1920s. you don't really want to see what the original hairstyles look like wtf

I think I shall be rebellious and stick out like a sore thumb. For God's sake it isn't even my uni ball to begin with and I don't want to spend too much since I'm just gate-crashing it anyways wtf.

Oh ya p/s Xen if you're still reading my blog:


I wore a Divadollhouse dress a few Saturdays ago :P it was damn short tho omg I spent the whole night trying not to flash HAAHAHAHAHHAHA.

Mm ok enough crapping, I have to go for my consultation now. But YAY ITS THE WEEK-END HOORAY MORE SLEEP (I hope... :P)

and ohmygod I nearly forgot,

Happy birthday Mum.

Alwaysalways247

So I am rushing for the final piece of assignment for the semester and I am possibly the only person awake at this ungodly hour while everyone is asleep..

The past 10 days have been an absolute test to my sanity. There were too many dead-lines to meet and there was a mid-sem to study for.

After handing in my other work last Friday, I went back home thinking that I finally have some time to catch up on sleep only to find out that I had to work that night. Had some after-work drinks, supper at Chilli, spent the entire Saturday sleeping in and waking up for work (again) at night.

Thankfully, I spent Saturday night in and most of my Sunday getting more rest before I had to soldier on for the new week. Sunday night was spent having some delish rib-eye at Meat & Wine Co with Adelle's parents who are here (and unfortunately whom I am unable to spend much time with the amount of work load I have to finish and my erratic sleeping time-table) but it was nice having her parental units around which made the household seem a little warmer with family love.

Monday was spent mugging for my mid-terms, (and skipping Danny+Shelley's bday celeb - smart move because I'd be digging my own grave if I do go) to which I am thankful for because studying did pay off and I didn't feel stupid looking at the 45 questions that I had to complete.

Today is Wednesday and also the day I (unofficially) proclaim my mid-semester break.

I can't exactly pin-point as to how I feel right now. On one hand I feel relieved that I know this will be over in a matter of a few hours, at the same time I am nervous and stressed because I have no idea how to complete the final bits of my assessment that is due tomorrow. Or maybe I'm just really exhausted I can't seem to think or conjure anymore comprehensible sentences..

If you ask me, I haven't been feeling like myself. Maybe its from the lack of sleep or the amount of stress that I've been under but I've been irritable and extremely impatient with nearly every other thing when I can usually handle it on a normal given day.

I have never spent so many sleepless nights and I am on the verge of hallucinating wtf. And as for now, I just need to sleep.

ps. Thanks and much love to Yeff & Leroy for all the coffee, love, support, company, breaks in between and random stupid conversations about everything under the sun. Most of all, thanks for putting up with me and accommodating to my mood swings.

and yes Yeff I know I'm very funny when I am irritated wtf.

Greener grass.

My only biggest regret about being away from home is that I don't get to see my brother growing up. Sure there's technology and there's holidays.. but it's just different. being physically there and being able to be there for him and be part of his life.

He celebrated his 8th birthday last Friday and I called to wish him and spoke to him for a bit. It made me miss home even more.

Sometimes I don't know whether I should pursue happiness or just suck it up and be realistic because the difference lies in two very different countries.

Jokers of the scene.

To lift the depressing mood of my blog, this is a picture of me during happier times wtf


now I've just turned into this make-upless, disheveled, spects-wearing pale looking monster. I'm surprised Adelle doesn't scream at the sight of me walking around the house looking like death wtf.

On the downside, I haven't slept in the past 3 nights. I've foregoed friends' farewells, night outs and meet-ups just so I won't break my cycle of concentration. The earliest I've gone to bed is 830am but usually my brain starts shutting down at 5am but I have to soldier on to finish my tasks.

On the bright side.. sleepless nights have paid off. My workload is down to 50%!

5 more days of this hell and then my one week break will come.

ps. Happy birthday Richardboy!

pps. Good bye Ally Ong. Until we meet again wtf.

Love will find a way.

do you still believe?

The big P.

When workload swarms up your ass to the extent that you're drowning in it, everything else has to take the back seat.

coffee sessions even though a cuppa would help keep me awake during this point of time
social life even though it would make me feel alive
work even though it would be my source of income
food because stress makes you full
alcohol though it was never a good idea to drown sorrows in it in the first place
sleep even though I feel like my face is going to fall flat unto my laptop at any given time
emotions even if my heart is aching.

3 2000 word long essays and 1 mid-term in the next 7 days is going to be really trying. and when I am done, it would probably be my last set of essays/assignments/mid-terms I would have to face up to for a very long time (or even, for the rest of my life) unless of cos, I decide to be a superwoman and take up a Masters course.

Someone please remind me again why do people go to uni to suffer like this. Oh. Wait. I know why. It is because I want a better life.

Just one more week, that's all I ask for.

Crimewaveee.

So I was bored.

And was in need of a desperate hair trim (split ends galoreeee + hair was getting too long and out of shape making it really hard to curl).

Booked an appointment with my usual hairstylist.

Thought for a moment.. and decided to go for the chop!

Was this close to chopping my hair off to about slightly past shoulder length as my ends were badly damaged due to too much bleaching/dyeing/blow-drying/curling but decided to take it slow.

Jengjeng!

with Sab & Shelley at work last night.

advantage: at least I look my age now wtf

disadvantage: I dono how the heck ppl stand having bangs for a long period of time because the constant poking into my eyes make me feel bloody sleepy

Love can be a many splendid things.

I see her crushing digestives, melting chocolates, mixing, tasting, with utmost patience, putting together a masterpiece. I see melted Sara Lee's, chocolate Pocky sticks, a stained freezer, a kitchen counter-top decorated with flour, a nearly successful experiment.

I used to be like that. Giving so much without a whim. Putting in every effort I could muster without breaking a sweat. Sleep could come later because I want nothing but the best, the best for you.

Then what happened along the way?

I kinda.. forgot how it felt. It's been awhile.

Manic Tuesday.

3 hours worth of sleep, 4 hours worth of lectures, 2 hours worth of train rides, 3 hours of power nap, 1 hour of playing with Moshi whilst the guys played their stupid FIFA at Ash's, 1 hour of ANTM whilst the guys played their stupid mahjong at Wilson's, half and hour of quick dinner chomping down sushiburgers+tori karaage in lighting speed because we were going to be late for our 2 hour worth of UP in 3d with a boysenberry choctop, 4 hours worth of crown watching bacarats, drinking coffee, watching more bacarats and playing pokie machines.

I swear my eyes were closing whilst waiting for the boys to finish their Crown sessions. Danny, Lisa & I sipped on beer and watched as this intoxicated white guy pulled out his cock infront of two girls in some desperate attempt to sleep with them. Not cool.

Beyond exhausted and have a nasty feeling that I'm going to fall sick again.. which is like the second time in the past month. gg.

Oh ya and since FB isn't being a bitch tonight;

WIG NIGHT last Friday HAHAHAHAH I swear us VIP girls hate working on theme nights especially during kua cheong ones like these hahahahaa.

I'm not your toy.

1. I have 3 hours to sleep before I have to wake up for 2 lectures tomorrow.

2. I should sleep but I feel like blogging a little before I call it a night.

3. Last Friday's wig night was a good laugh. I randomly chose a blue wig and I couldn't stop laughing at how ridiculous I looked.

4. Fb is being a bitch so I can't let you laugh at how stupid I looked.

5. I have a 2000 word essay due this Friday and I'm not looking forward to it.

6. Spent the past hour listening to Ash's secret leak. 1956 ft. Heartbreaker, Pon De Replay, 247, Infinity, SEXYY BITCHH - lovin' it!

7. I say it again and again every week - time passes too fast. We're at week 8.

8. Thursday nights are called Unlucky for a reason. I had my first experience wiith reverse bombs (a shot of redbull dropped into a big glass of ABC) last week and it made me gag. But the music was good, we were the only Asians in the club and I nicked a flash light off a bouncer yay! haha.

9. About an hour ago I picked up a call and instead of saying "Hello" I laughed the first minute into our conversation because of the ironyyyyy.

10. It took me 15 minutes to complete this shit and now I shall stfu and go to bed wtf.

Merdeka @ CQ: behind the scenes.

While most people partied Merdeka Eve away, I spent my time watching everyone getting drunker and drunker by the minute.



As boring as it may have sounded, work wasn't all THAT bad. When it wasn't busy, we were busy entertaining ourselves in our little corner, jumping, screaming, whooping to the sounds of Ash/Lapsap and just as quickly as I appear to have my one minute of fun, I'll disappear the next minute to go back to work.

I was feeling rather tired because I was busy all week-end. I had very minimal sleep the night before and had to wake up early for a staff lunch with the Lapsap boys, Kenny Sia & Kim Ong. Right after that, we rushed over to the zoo with Lapsap and had an extremely express zoo visit (1 hour!). Whilst the zoo was rather a disappointment considering we didn't get to see most animals, we felt like little kids running all over, pointing and simply labelling animals, laughing and poking fun at one another.

I guess I needn't go into details on what happened during the event itself. You can read it at Kennysia, Kimong.com and at zOMG! PARTY!. Even The Star had a write-up on the night :)

Kenny & DJ Ash!

3am was the time when the ones who were working came out to play.

Before you can even utter "what the fuck", suddenly more whiskey bottles appeared at our little corner.

If you follow Kenny's tweets, this would probably explain his hangover the next morning.

He was bullied into drinking more than he should hahahahahahaha!

There was also an ongoing joke about "ketams" which got really obsessive over the Merdeka week-end. Heck, even Kenny & Kim started catching on to it hahahahahaha!

the KETAM hand sign


whenever we see any of our friends talking to the opposite sex, out comes the ketam hand-sign, much like doing twinkle twinkle little stars wtf. I feel so stupid talking about it but it has been our source of entertainment for the past few weeks because we're stupid like that hahahahaha.

cheers to Malaysia and uh, ketams wtf.

Blink rehydrating himself. have you seen him on the sets?

HE IS ONE HELLUVA ENERGIZER BUNNY!

Zillieman, DJ Ash & DJ Chris Ooi

with DJ Xu, Kim Ong & Lisa. Xu suffered the entire weekend because we kept making him drinkdrinkdrinkdrinkdrink from the time he arrived to the day he left. poor guy but HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!


"Xu, you sure you're going to have that beer ah....."


Kenny surrounded by ketams wtfwtfwtfwtfwtf (as he was all thru the night AHA!)

Iggy killing Kenny

with David, Kim, Ash & Blink

"zOMG it's Zillieman!"


I feel like godzilla next to Kim! for one she's really petite.. and she's really soft-spoken and then there's me. monsterous and manly like hell wtf.

told you Kenny was repetitively getting bullied.. if it wasn't drinking, it was being abusive wtf


"YOU BETTER DRINK AH!"


with Zillie & Ash the bunny wtf

Merdeka @ CQ was one of the nights when I realized I'll never walk into a club feeling the same way about R&B ever again. And I've never been more proud of our Malaysian DJs.

DJ Ash is one of my favourite DJs for a reason. It isn't because I'm biased cos he's a friend of mine. And no it also isn't because he can blackmail me with the pic he has of me shit-faced on my couch with a frying pan next to me in his BB wtf (I tell you these guys are blind they can't see a bloody dustbin and they dug thru my kitchen and found a frying pan in case I needed to puke aih T_T).

He's different, and his sets are nothing short of surprising.


DJ Ash/Shly


Heck, one night he even spun this 12-minute Leo Ku canto song just for the fun of it and all of us went absolutely ballistic and even those who couldn't speak canto started a massive karaoke session right on the dance floor itself HAHA. He's the reason why I got hooked on electromash tho I used to snub it before tsk.

Have you ever heard Lapsap spin? I used to only step into Phuture back in KL but this time round, I'm definitely ditching it for Bar Sonic wtf. The energy from Lapsap is just CRAZY. It's like being in a mosh pit at a really massive concert. You scream, you jump, you sing and most of all, the adrenaline rush you get from the music is just insane.


LAPSAP @ CQ

They even blew Melbourne away when they spun at Eurotrash the night before. Word has it that the Melbourne crowd just stood and stared in awe as they spun.. probably never expected a bunch of wacky Asians to be able to spin such good music.

Sure, we were all a good 8 hour's flight away, building or living our lives away from home.

Happy 5nd, Malaysia!

But one thing's for sure - everyone had fun that night and we sure showed that Malaysians in Melbourne sure know how to partayyy! wtf.

Pics credit: Ash & Zillieman

Hrtbrkr.

Sometimes I feel like I never grew from the person that I was 2 years ago.

I get angry over the same things, feel sad over the same things, get paranoid over the same things, feel bitter over the same things.

The only thing different is that I have stopped laughing over the same things.

I am scared. Because I'm afraid that I'll never fall or feel for anyone the same way I did for you. I'm afraid I won't be able to think and feel about love the way I once did, so carelessly, so naively..

Most of all, I feel like I don't have the capacity to allow myself to open my heart the way I used to because I don't think I can deal having my heart literally tearing apart ever again.

Its so much easier.. to be numb.