Perfectly Unperfect

2008-06-03T22:35:00.003+08:00

CLOSED DOWN
until further notice

Deck the halls

2007-12-24T23:12:00.001+08:00

MERRY CHRISTMAS

Live & Loud

2007-11-30T15:47:00.000+08:00

Think James Morrison perched on a stool, with his trademark guitar resting on one knee, pouring his soul into a song; for you. Look around you and you see everyone in rapture listening to him, some waving light sticks in the air, some waving lighters. The song comes to an end and the roar of applause and whoops are overwhelming, demanding an encore. This is what you’re in for, but it isn’t only James Morrison, other stars of unplugged fame will be part of this unforgettable show.

-excerpt from liveshowinmalaysia.blogspot.com

I never did expect to go but when Kak Yasmin told me her mum, Aunty Mawarni, couldn't go and was offering her ticket, I thought,

"Okay, why not. I mean, it is James Morrison and from what Kak Meera and I saw on Live from Abbey Road, he seems like a good live performer".

But OH MY GOD.

Good was an INSANE UNDERSTATEMENT. This guy was.. I don't even know if BRILIANNT does him justice. He was way way way way above even that. God, James Morrison was SPECTECULAR.

I don't think any of us who went for the Live & Loud Acoustic thought it'd be as amazing as it had turned out. Honestly, so many things had gone terribly wrong that day. From arriving late because of the horrible traffic jam, to sitting right at the back of the concert hall, really, it was one stroke of bad luck after the other.

Once James Morrison came on though, after two songs I think, we decided to stand up front. Kak Meera and Kak Yasmin went first, initially only cause Kak Meera wanted to get a good shot of him, but then when Kak Yasmin came back for me, I knew they'd found a good spot for us to watch the performance. Oh man, and would you believe it, it was an area directly facing the front of the stage.

I can't even begin to describe to you how mind blowing the whole thing was. James Morrison is not only an incredibly amazing performer, he's also a great entertainer. The way he interacted with the crowd, slipped in jokes and little stories in between his songs. One memorable moment was when this one guy shouted out "James, I love you in a sexual kind of way!!" and James laughed and said "Oh, I love you too, in a non sexual kind of way that a man could love another man". Oh, and another was when the crowd called out for him to sing "This Boy", he teasingly said "Which boy?", "What boy?" and then this little kid shouted "This Boy!", which made him laugh cause well, for one, I don't think he expected a child to be there. And so he sang "This Boy", dedicating it to the little guy.

There were so many more moments like that. I could go on forever, but I think you get the picture. The best part? After he left the stage, a lot of people started chanting, "We want more, we want more!" and just when the chanting started to die out, cause you know, I don't think anyone thought it was going to happen, he came on. You can imagine, everyone went crazy, left their seats, and we were right in front of the stage. Well, to be exact, Kak Meera and Kak Yasmin were right in front, I was more in the second row but still, so close, soooooooooo close.

I still can't get over last night. It was the most satisfying performance I have ever witnessed. Somehow, I know these are two totally different things, but it kinda makes up for missing the Muse concert. I just feel so extremely grateful to Aunty Mawarni and Kak Yasmin. Not forgetting of course, her two aunts, Kak Mimi and Kak JuJu, who drove and accompanied us.

I wasn't to say a huge James Morrison fan before but heck now, I'll follow him to the ends of the earth. Figuratively speaking. But on a more serious note, I feel like I can really appreciate his songs now, mostly because of knowing the stories behind them. It makes you see how good this guy really is.

I'll leave you then with this short clip of "Last Goodbye", James Morisson's final song of the night..

It was such a blessing that Kak Meera managed to get in front to record this =)

2007-11-22T13:33:00.000+08:00

It’s almost impossible to write about everything that’s been going on since my last entry and I'm pretty sure you don't want to know everything. So what say we just skim the surface here?

From where we left off then, college.

Well.., college has been good to me so far. Though already it has thrown in my face a number of rather crappy things, I've been receiving the good bits too. Fair enough, I suppose.

Towards the end of this semester, I think I’ve made some progress with adapting, fitting in, generally just getting used to the place. Intec’s a pretty interesting place to be really.

That said however, I'm not exactly rushing to go back, if you know what I mean. Sem break's finally here, and well, it's time to kick back and relax for a change.

Seriously, you wouldn't believe how much studying can be done when you're living in a hostel. Too much, honestly. It actually hits a rather depressing stage sometimes. Don't get me wrong though. It's not like that's all we do. We have our share of fun. Guess just not as much as we used to back in school. I dunno, somehow, there's so much pressure riding on, well, everything really.

It's the scholarship thing, I suppose. We're so afraid that if we make a slight slip, the scholarship's going to be yanked from right underneath us. Which is, of course, a tad bit of an exaggeration. You would have to be screwing up real bad for your sponsor to want to kick you off the program.

Still... I personally am finding it hard not to worry. Here's where my dad would say "What don't you worry about?"

Okay okay, 'nuff bout that. Anymore and I might end up leaving this and curling up in bed.

Next one then.

I was a little concern about how our Raya celebrations would be this time around. The past couple years, it hasn't been feeling too great. After we lost my mum's dad, the family kinda lost a reason to go back to Penang too.

It was like breaking a tradition we had going on since.. well, for as long as I can remember.

This year, things changed once again. The morning of our 50th Independence Day, my grandfather passed away. With that, we broke another tradition. No more would we gather at my uncle’s place, where my grandparents used to live, instead my dad and his siblings would now take turns hosting first Raya.

For the record, all went well. My dad took the first shift. It was a change everyone welcomed and it was nice to be able to share our first Raya with both friends and family.

I guess you could say, Raya turned out so much better than any of us had expected.

We went back to Penang too this year. It felt really really good. We stayed at this gorgeous hotel with my aunt and uncle (and their two adorable kids), visited relatives we hadn't seen in years and all in all, just had a really great time.

When you think about it, so many things have changed in such a small span of time.

It's hard to believe a whole semester has gone by and god, 2007 is almost over. I wish I could say I have no regrets but then there's just so many things I wish I could have done, so much I should have said. But, it’s as they say, you live and learn.

Live and learn.

2007-06-25T19:44:00.000+08:00

My third attempt at an entry for my decaying blog.

A rather pitiful attempt if I may add.

Oh how it reeks.

Hopefully this one will stay up long enough to be posted.

I'm finally three quarter way through "The Picture of Dorian Gray". It's amazing how long it took to progress that far. Though the first few chapters are somewhat dull, come to the middle, it's quite enthralling really. So yes, only five chapters to go. I'm eager to see what fate (or shall I say Wilde?) has in store for our beloved Dorian.

I didn't think I'd still enjoy a long day at a water park. Well, clearly I was mistaken. My family and a few relatives of ours had our very own 'family day' at Desa Water Park last Sat. The slides and such aren't much to brag about but the little of what the park had to offer was quite sufficient to keep us all happy. Sunburned skin and aching muscles were truly a small price to pay.

It was somewhere last week that they had Juan Mann on Oprah and yet, I still can't quite get this video out of my head. I saw it for the first time at Grace's if I remember correctly. Sometime way way back though.

Love the idea more than ever.

"Sometimes, a hug is all what we need. Free hugs is a real life controversial story of Juan Mann, A man whose sole mission was to reach out and hug a stranger to brighten up their lives. "

-PeaceOneEarth123

Juan Mann, the man who started it all

"...Change the world... one hug at a time!"

-jcuv186

I'll be off to college in exactly six days from now. Seems like whatever excitement that was there before has been blown away and taken over completely by fear and anxiety. Alright, so maybe not completely, but either way, it's proving hard to find the remaining bits..

Looks like this one's a keeper after all.

Third time's a charm, is it not?

2007-05-31T02:57:00.000+08:00

It's from a link I found over at CTNurul's.

Brilliantly hilarious. MUST READ

Looks like I've had no luck with my cds, yet again. I suppose it shouldn't come as much of a surprise but still..., I felt pretty darn hopeful this time around..

Grace will be back soon. Definitely looking forward to seeing her.

We owe you a Movie Day, Grace! Hurry home!! =D

"To appreciate nonsense requires a serious interest in life'"

-Gelett Burgess

Is it you?

2007-05-27T01:07:00.000+08:00

I'm not half as angry as I am upset. I find it hard to believe that a friend could have borrowed something of mine and then has no courtesy to return it. At the very least, I expect some sort of notice.

This is my last (or so I hope) request, no, PLEA to whoever it is that STILL (oh yea, this issue hasn't been resolved yet..) has my Bleach cds.

If there is even the most remote chance of it being with you, YES YOU, do me a huge huge favour and check your cd rack, room,..your whole house if necessary.

OR

If there is anyone you so much as wonder about whether or not they have it, ask for me please.

Whoever you are, I promise I won't get mad.

Okay.. I might.

No, I WILL, but can you blame me?

There should be about 10-12 cds so you can imagine how much of a hassle, not to mention what a waste it'll be for me to replace all that.

I just want what's mine back..

Sparks flew high enough

2007-05-24T23:39:00.000+08:00

I have to say, I saw it coming.

Inspirational ballads simply aren't his thing. Just like how rock isn't Jordin's thing. I think right after his last performance yesterday, Blake knew the title wasn't his to win.

I just realised, every AI contestant I root for never actually wins. There was Bo, Daughtry, and now Blake and Melinda. I've therefore concluded that American voters typically go for genres along the lines of pop, ballad, country and.. inspirational tunes.

Hmph.

Anyway, here's what I consider to be the highlight of this season's auditions. I can't help but feel like this man deserves an award of some sort...

Mr Sherman at the Los Angeles Audition

My future husband better do something as sweet for me when I'm six feet under or I swear I'll come back to haunt him.

I'm not kidding.

2007-05-18T14:57:00.001+08:00

A whole week has gone by and yet, it all still seems so surreal.

Bizarre.

Dreamlike.

Unreal.

I'm trying to make a point here.

JPA has given me a place at the International Medical University. It's extraordinary really. I can't even begin to describe how grateful I feel. I'll be attending a twinning program, which means I'll be doing 5 semesters (30 months) here, and the remaining 5 abroad.

I've received mixed reactions regarding the matter though. I know that some think its 2nd best compared to those that are offered a scholarship overseas for the whole period of their course but they couldn't be more wrong. The way I see it, I'll be able to experience the good of both worlds, plus, I get to be here, a little while longer, with my family. I couldn't ask for more.

I remember a conversation I had with Surekha last year about IMU. Not once did the thought cross my mind that I'd actually make it in. All I could think about was how great it sounded but it wasn't going to be a place for me knowing that not only is it one of our very best, but above all, it's a private institution.

Two years to that though, Medical school and all. A-levels comes first. But hopefully, if all goes well, I'll finally be able to call myself a Medical student.

I know, there's plenty of hard work up ahead but I'm counting on the fact that at the end of the day, it'll all be worth it.

After almost 6 months of being completely idle, it's both exciting and frightening to at last get back to some serious work.

I feel like my dream is gradually becoming less and less of a mere 'dream'. Instead, it's slowly turning into reality.

Get real

2007-05-09T11:08:00.000+08:00

Results

Your answers suggest you are a Realist.

The four aspects that make up this personality type are:

Summary of Realists
• Loyal and steady workers who meet deadlines
• Believe in established rules and respect facts
• Think of themselves as mature, stable and conscientious
• May appear too logical or tough-minded and forget their impact on other people

More about Realists
Realists are loyal to the people around them and work hard to keep their promises. They are honest and straightforward with others and expect the same in return. Realists believe in standard procedures and will only support change when there is a demonstrable benefit.

"Realists are the most common personality type in the UK, according to a nationwide survey"

Realists respect factual information, which they store up to use when making decisions. This group likes to have time to think quietly and carefully before taking action.

These extremely productive people like to be occupied in their leisure time with pursuits such as craftwork, hiking or reading.

In situations where they can't use their talents or are unappreciated, Realists may become obsessed with schedules, critical of others or have trouble trusting other people to get the job done properly.

Under extreme stress, Realists may complain loudly that events have taken a turn for the worse and predict negative outcomes.

Realists typically only share their opinions or personal experiences with trusted friends.

Realist Careers
Realists are attracted to jobs where decision making based on factual knowledge and experience is required.

You can go here to take the quiz.

I've been offered a place in University Malaya. Which is very good news, of course. But I haven't actually decided whether or not I'm taking it since JPA results aren't out yet.

The speculations over at ReCom.org claimed it'd be announced either on the 9th or 10th but JPA has finally confirmed otherwise.

It's only 2 days away. But this anxiety filled wait almost feels like SPM results day all over again.

I suppose whatever the outcome is, it's a comfort to know I already have something good at hand.

I stole this from your blog

2007-05-06T15:37:00.000+08:00

I'm a lady bug.

How lame is that?

I'll tell you.

It's lamer than the lamest of lames.

Well, go on. Try it.

Hope you get a lady bug too. That way you'd be just as lame.

Read my VisualDNA™ Get your own VisualDNA™

As much as I'd like to complain about this one too, I've got nothing.

Well.. sort of. But I'll spare you the pointless whining.

2007-05-02T21:24:00.000+08:00

Blake was super cool tonight.

He did an absolutely brilliant rendition of "You give love a bad name". This Bon Jovi song is an all time favourite of mine, so if he screwed it up, that would have sucked big time. But boy oh boy, he did the exact opposite. He totally nailed it.

Hell yea.

American Idol's Blake Lewis

Melinda, needless to say, was outstanding as always. For someone who doesn't do rock, it hardly seemed that way. THAT, is what you call a truly great singer.

I think I'd be able to settle with either winning American Idol this time around.

Enough AI then.

Iskandar's party went well. We did though have a few 'surprises' here and there, but nothing unmanageable.

The party crashers for instance. The mere prospect was more hilarious than frustrating really. Imagine, all of a sudden you see some random dude casually walking in, helping himself to the food. Later on I found out my parents had passed out open invitations to those few who kept lingering in front of our house.

Yes, Daddy and Mummy are REALLY nice people.

My long long break is finally coming to an end.

The anxiety is slowly slipping in too. I think more than anything else, I hate the uncertainty of it all. I suppose, on the bright side, I'll only have to wait a week more. Then, it's time to decide what to do and where to go.

I'll have to make the best of whatever time I have left then.

Who lives in a pineapple under the sea?

2007-04-24T23:25:00.000+08:00

Invitation cards for Iskandar's Birthday Party

Aren't they just the most adorable little cards you've ever seen??

No, I'm not just saying that cause I made them... Come on, those BIG, ROUND girly blue eyes, the infectious smile, that large goofy buckteeth, -okay, I'll stop now.

On a more realistic, honest note, after spending hours on all 11, I swear I'll crack if I see anything remotely close to looking like a yellow sponge.

Poor Iskandar. Everyday I interrogate him, just to make sure he hasn't invited yet another random party go-er. I'm starting to feel sorry for the boy, but he needs to know that if I don't get the proper number, there might not be enough party packs to go around. Surely you can see how much of a horrendous blunder that would be.

With proper planning, all will progress smoothly.

Yes, I have lost it. But anything's better than being depressed.

Dum de dum.

2007-04-18T19:31:00.000+08:00

I wish I could say I was surprised.

Come rolling into town unaware

Of the power that you have over me

And what am I to do

With "Hello, how are you?"

Nothing's ever said that should be

But the truth is, I really wasn't.

And I don't care about you

If you don't care about me

We can go our separate ways

If you want to

The ties of love are strong

But they can be undone

And we'll go our separate ways

If you want to

Maybe.. just a little bit.

I'm turning into me, not you

I can change my mind not my blood

And not all who love are blind

Some of us are just too kind

We forgive too much

And never speak our minds

I think, I saw it coming but couldn't bear to simply assume it would be so till I heard from you.

And I don't care about you

If you don't care about me

We can go our separate ways

If you want to

The ties of love are strong

But they can be undone

And we'll go our separate ways

If you want to

Right now, I believe my heart has finally taken in all it can bear to take and no more.

I'm giving up on you

I'll turn my heart to something new

And we'll go our separate ways

If you want to

It has presented before me, a reason, permission, to give up.

I stood out in the rain

Holding my breath

Waiting for you

You never came

You broke my heart

I know who's to blame

You're to blame

On you and all those years I've spent desperately trying to hold the pieces in place..

And I don't care about you

If you don't care about me

We can go our separate ways

If you want to

The ties of love are strong

But they can be undone

And we'll go our separate ways

If you want to

If you want to...

ATTENTION!

2007-04-09T15:17:00.000+08:00

An important reminder to all book lovers;

and not forgetting you PC geeks,

13 to 15 April 2007

Pikom PC Fair 2007 @ KLCC
Its all about Computers, Computer Peripheralsand more Computers!!

Layout of KLCC with PC Fair Vendors
- KLCC Ballroom
- KLCC Banquet Hall
- KLCC Conference Halls
- KLCC Halls 1 & 2
- KLCC Hall 3
- KLCC Halls 4 & 5

Location
Kuala Lumpur Convention Centre (Map)

Organized by
Pikom Malaysia Sdn Bhd

2007-04-05T20:42:00.000+08:00

"Terima kasih di atas minat anda terhadap Program Penajaan Pendidikan PETRONAS 2007!

Adalah dimaklumkan bahawa permohonan anda tidak berjaya. PETRONAS mengucapkan Selamat Maju Jaya di dalam bidang yang bakal anda ceburi.

Sekian, terima kasih"

Waaaaaaah.... so cold..

I feel.. like a rusty blade has just been driven straight into my heart.

Yes, it's THAT painful. Well.. not really. Just being overly dramatic..

I suppose this means another application officially...err..'completed'

On to other random matters,

Five people I wanna shoot;

1. Sanjaya Malakar.
If you're an American who VOTED for Sanjaya, let me know and I'll add you to the list.

2. Paula Abdul.
I'm left staring blankly at the screen everytime she's done with her utterly riddiculous comments. "Oh, those shoes are just adorable! Huh? You're not wearing shoes? Well.. err.. I just love commenting on everything but your singing! Tee hee"

3. Puff Daddy/P.Diddy/.. or whatever he's called now..

4. Aznil Nawawi

5. Anuar Zain

Reasons for no.3-5? I don't a reason.

Now be a dear and hand me the gun.

And even more randomness..

Hang Ten T-Shirt

Ten-chan!! Mite mite!* ((Ten-chan!! Look look!))

Let me explain to everyone else. Stan's full name is Stanley Oh Chan Ten & his email address is hangstan@hotmail.com. Store's name; HANG TEN.

Kakkoi, ne?* ((Cool, huh?))

Right right right, last one, promise,

MegaTokyo Volume 1

The fact that I spent RM35 on this is insane but Fred Gallagher a.k.a. Piro said;

"Read the book, save your bandwidth"

Made enough sense to me. Haha..no, I'm kidding.. Just had the extra cash..

At the MPH nationwide sale last weekend, we (meaning Kak Meera & I) bought;

1. The Grapes of Wrath- John Steinbeck (we found it, Stan!)

2. Of Mice & Men- John Steinbeck (this one too tapi both were the new cover punye so pretty pricey... >.>; )

3. A Man Named Dave- Dave Pelzer

4. Completely Unexpected Tales- Roald Dahl

I know I've promised but this is the ULTIMATE LAST ONE,

I WANT MY BLEACH CD's BACK!!!

*Why the sudden use of Japanese? I blame it on the extensive amount of Naruto fillers..

So.. which one's the artery again?

2007-04-03T22:16:00.000+08:00

After the three day "make or break" course at the Kuala Lumpur Hospital, I've come to realise one huge thing..,

Despite all the effort; blood, sweat & tears (if I may quote a rather laid-back, humorous HKL doctor) that needs to be put in to get there, (oh boy and even when you're already there, the effort doesn't stop now does it?) everything feels absolutely worth it when you hear those two magical words..

"Thank you"

I loved the atmosphere. Being with approximately 156 other people who shared that same dream, that same noble goal, felt like home. Here you have so many others who want this just as much as you do and everyone realises the other spells out C-O-M-P-E-T-I-T-I-O-N, but within that short span of time, there was an unmistakable sense of unity.

I admire truly, the numerous doctors and nurses who without fail answered our every question, no matter how peculiar or eyebrow raising, and with that, not one sighed in exasperation or turned us away out of annoyance. They, are living proof that no matter how highly educated you are, it isn't impossible to stay grounded.

We were divided into groups of 25-27 and visited six different departments which were Orthopedic, Surgery, Forensic, Out Patient, Emergency and O&G (Obstetric & Gynaecology). Of course, some experienced more than others. For instance, the group that went to the Forensic lab on the first day had the opportunity to witness a LIVE post mortem AND later that day at the O&G labour room, a mother giving birth! Dear god, my group mates and I were way beyond envious.

Ah, since we're on the subject of morgues, it wasn't as freaky as some might assume. Eh.. then again that's probably cause you'd be in with some 25 others.. But there was one thing I had some trouble getting out of my head; the smell of decaying flesh. Boy, it really does stay with you. It's odd how even now, certain whiffs remind me of it. Lots of things are starting to smell of death. God, I sound so morbid..

There was a sense of sadness to it all. Most of the bodies there were unidentified therefore unclaimed. In truth, everyone dies alone. But I suppose the thought of having no loved ones to give you a decent burial service, that final closure, breaks my heart. It makes you appreciate the people you have knowing that when it's your time, you'll have someone with you in a heart beat.

Not only did I find true motivation, I had the honour, if I may say so, to meet a number of intellectually pleasant people I definitely hope to see again. I look forward to the day our paths may cross once more.

Interviews were always a terrifying prospect to me until 9 hours ago when I had my first (Prefect interviews in school don't count. Why? Because I say so =X) I can't say I've come to LOVE it. Absolutely not.. But I'm glad that I had a chance at it today. I like to think that hands on experiences make you a wiser more knowledgeable person.

So, one scholarship application officially completed. Back to more waiting, praying, and hoping for the best.

The Pengarah of HKL reminded us that doctors do what they can to help, it is God that decides the outcome and quoted Benjamin Franklin;
"God heals and the doctor takes the fee"

2007-03-25T00:28:00.001+08:00

Turning 18 doesn't quite hit you until.... well, until you're yearning to watch an 18+ movie and the thought strikes; "Hey I'm...18!!".

Either that or when you end up celebrating it TWICE.

My Eighteenth Birthday.. Without doubt, my BEST yet.

Thursday started off nice and easy, almost lazy really, with me waking up at every beep of my handphone signaling the arrival of yet another delightful birthday greeting.

We had crab that night. Oh boy, .. It was an absolutely scrumptious dinner. I did though, sustain a minor injury. What happen was, while trying to break off the crab's pincers, I pressed down too hard and the shell sliced into my right thumb. But even though it stung everytime cili padi seeped into the cut and made contact with raw flesh, who, in their right mind would/could turn down CRAB? That, would be plain crazy. Anyway, according to the prosa "Raja Bersiung", blood is suppose to.. ENHANCE the taste of one's dish. Yummm...

Saturday's birthday party was a pleasant surprise. I had no idea! Heh, guess that means the 'surprise' was a success.

A big big big, THANK YOU to my parents, Kak Meera, Stan, Sook Jean, Yeen Lynn, Han Yang & Kok Hou.

(clockwise from top left) Yeen Lynn, Kok Hou, Han Yang, Stanley, Kak Meera, Aqeela, Sook Jean, Iskandar, me, Adila

Yummy photo by Han Yang

Amazing gifts, from some of the most amazing people you could ever hope to meet...,

from Kirstin

'Kon' doll from Sook Jean

from Eugene

from Stan & Han Yang

from Stan's mum

from Yeen Lynn, Grace & Yuvha

from Abang Faqih & Nazrul

from Kak Meera

(YESSS! It is THE POST SECRET book!! Seriously man, how COOL is that?!)

P.S: All photos were taken with my Minolta DiMage Z1. It was my dad's actually. He gave it to me that Thursday morning and said that if I had to leave to study abroad, he'd want me to have this with me. God, I had to hold back from tearing up.

from Daddy =)

I can't thank you guys enough for the two fantastic days. No words can truly express how much I appreciate all that was done for me.

The smses, cards, gifts and simply the company,

THANK YOU all so so much.

2007-03-13T14:39:00.000+08:00

I feel grateful.

So immensely grateful.

The joy on my parents face,

The smug on Kak Meera's as she said those ever familiar words;"Told you so",

Shared laughter and smiles with my dear friends,

Endless string of calls from delighted relatives,

It was a moment way beyond 'wonderful'.

It was PERFECT.

The Rise of True Evil

2007-03-09T04:06:00.000+08:00

Gaspard Ulliel

Alright boys and girls, time to stop that drooling and please, shut those hanging jaws.

I give you, Gaspard Ulliel.

This 22 year old French model turned actor, plays the renowned fictional character, Hannibal Lecter, in the prequel to the ever popular, Hannibal.

Hannibal Rising, in short, tells the tale of how Hannibal Lecter came to be.

Hannibal Rising trailer

Through the trailer alone, you witness how Gaspard carries the role with sheer excellence, staying true to character; cold, cunning and cruel. His feat is piercingly brilliant and boy, does he look good doing it.

I have yet to have seen the movie unfortunately, but I can say the trailer did not fail to capture my immediate attention.

It is undeniable that Anthony Hopkins portrayal of Hannibal Lecter in all three movies; Red Dragon, The Silence of the Lambs and Hannibal (though I personally think there wasn't quite enough of him in Red Dragon, but that's a whole different story altogether..) was disturbingly incredible.

And although it would do no justice to compare an honoured veteran to a rising star, few can disagree that Gaspard's performance is most definitely, nothing short of a worthy follow-up.

I say bring it on. Violence, bloodshed and all.

2007-03-05T23:59:00.000+08:00

a•lone

Pronunciation: (u-lōn'), [key]

—adj.(used predicatively)

1. separate, apart, or isolated from others: I want to be alone.

2. to the exclusion of all others or all else: One cannot live by bread alone.

3. unique; unequaled; unexcelled: He is alone among his peers in devotion to duty.

4. leave alone,

a. to allow (someone) to be by himself or herself: Leave him alone--he wants to rest.

b. to refrain from annoying or interfering with: The youngsters wouldn't leave the dog alone, and he finally turned on them.

I don't think I've ever been very fond of big crowds, aside from that involving family and not-so-distant relatives or close friends.

I've always dreaded weddings,

And parties,

And large gatherings,

And big group outings,

And funerals, no, not just cause it means someone died.

A "reunion" loses its meaning when its done much too frequently. Lets say, twice every god forsaken month. It's one thing to miss and want to cherish fond memories but it tips at the edge of being completely preposterous when constantly obsessing over that of which has come to pass..

It's all just way too tiresome.

You know damn well that this is wrong~

2007-02-26T01:31:00.000+08:00

It'll sink in...

Sinking..

Sinked.

WAAAARGH!!!!

I can't believe I've just missed out on THE Muse concert!. It just HAD to be one of the best live bands, EVER..

T_____T

*inhales...exhales*

Okay, okay.

Happy thoughts, happy place.

Right, on to other matters..

I've finally got myself a part-time job. I do feel like I'm missing out on something, considering I'm working at home. But there's little to complain about really. It's an easy enough job, it pays well and not to mention, insanely flexible working hours.

Aside from loosing out on 'the reality working life experience you can only get OUT THERE',

One could not ask for more.

Oh well.

P.S: I passed my driving test last Wed. I'm immensely grateful but I don't think it's really worth writing a whole post about.

=/

P.P.S: Someone still has my BLEACH cd's!! I'd REALLY appreciate if you'd return them....

='(

True Colours

2007-02-09T15:19:00.000+08:00

Only quite recently I’ve discovered for myself the wonders of YouTube.

Yes, a little late, but better late than never as they say.

It’s funny (no, not the laugh out loud kind of ‘funny’. As the insightful sister of mine pointed out, “funny” doesn’t necessarily mean it’s a laughing matter) my daily life seems to center around The Oprah Winfrey Show.

ALOT.

From spectacular new discoveries of life, to delicious recipes, it’s ‘everything Oprah’ these days.

“I know! It’s like what Oprah said-..”

*Gasp* “Seriously?! Oprah was saying that-..”

Well, you catch my drift.

What’s strangely amusing is that after my post on self hatred, I seem to have come across countless Oprah shows on the related matter.

One particular show, there was something Dr. Robin said that made me sit up in my chair. She mentioned how someone you’re in a relationship with, often your spouse, tends to express to you verbally, or physically, what your ‘inner self’ is telling you.

Confused? Don’t be. Here, let me explain;

A lady that came on during the show had gained 100 pounds after two failed marriages and now, her 3rd husband verbally abuses her; constantly calling her a fat arse and telling her that there’s no way she’s good enough for anyone else.

But words can’t hurt us unless we believe them.

Exactly the point Dr. Robin was making. Because all that was said to this poor lady verbally by her mean husband was what she was, ever so often, telling herself.

Now that is an A-HA! moment.

Its amazing how important it really is to attain self acceptance and find peace within yourself. Did you know that a mothers ‘psychological pain’ can somewhat be ‘transferred’ to her child? Not only that, it tends to magnify and blow out of proportion too.

I couldn’t help but think..

“Great, not only do I have to stop hating myself so my husband wouldn't 'express' it towards me, now I’ve even got to worry about what emotional scars I may pass on to my children??”

Oh boy, oh boy, oh boy..

What a day for a daydream~

2007-02-09T14:43:00.001+08:00

Absolutely La-la-LOVE this one.

Thanks to Kak Meera, I can't get Paolo Nutini + Jehro's 'Daydream' out of my head.

Which is not a bad thing, obviously.

Mmmmm~ it makes me wanna daydream..

Oh, what I'd give to be able to whistle to this.

Left, no no, the OTHER LEFT!

2007-01-26T15:34:00.000+08:00

I don't get it.

Honestly.

10 minutes into my first driving lesson last Monday and I thought;

"Ooooookay, is this it??"

Lets skip the unnessecary elaboration on the matter. Instead, to sum it all up, I'd say driving to me, is pretty much like studying, you're never really hyped out to do it, but you do anyway.

=/

The 2 hours we had today was almost excruciatingly long. I'll admit, it was partly cause I had my go on the Highway which I frankly found a tad bit nerve wrecking. Every huge lorry that drove by made me think..

"Oh god, oh god, what IF-.. "

I need to relax, Uncle Cheng tells me.

Ohohoho, no kidding...

The best thing I've heard today?

"Okay, now you can drive home"