Telling you that we're havin' a Kit Kat

It's been 3 days, and not a single rant from Ming? Well if you owned horses, hold em'. The Two and a Half Men is merely taking a break from our hectic life schedule ( where blogging is included ).

Ming is currently in a jungle, while Jal is just, well, other than listening to alleycats moaning, not doing much. As for me, I'm heading up to Peacehaven for the weekend for a camp with my youth cell group.

This post is just to tell all of you, our beloved readers that we still care for all of you, YOU.

BUT! That's not all...

Do expect some sticky and steamy updates from Ming when he gets back and also a public announcement from myself ( ooo juicy.. ) as well as some stuff that I decide to bring back from my weekend at Peacehaven to share with you all while Jal will work something out. I heard the sights and sounds of the cats have been a real inspiration and he's cooked up some pretty good stuff so do look out for that.

That's all I have time for now. Serious. I need to bathe and pack like, soon.

With that, see you all in 2 days!

Presenting... The manPod!

If you scrolled down a little further, you would have notice a sexy, sort of familiar "mint-green" rectangular object.

"What is that!"
"Holy Crap!"
"Oh Em Gee!"
"Burst!"
"Is that.. Is that.. Is that a.. a.."

That's right folks, I present to you... the manPod!

The Two-and-a-Half-men decided to get our very own iPod nano in sexy "Mint Green" ( purposely one ).

Anyway, the sole purpose of the manPod is to let you guys in on some of the latest hits that we've got our ears hooked on. If you see it here then it's definitely worth downlo... err I mean getting.

A side note, if you're an Internet Explorer user you will encounter a slight glitch. The text shown by the iPod will be cut in half. I don't have a solution for that now, other than switching to other internet browsing program such as Mozilla or Safari.

That's all for now. If you're bored, why not just try staring at the scrolling screen until you get into an epileptic shock. Worth a shot. See you next time!

P.S. : The chart topping smash hit "Cats Having Sex" by The SS1 Alleycats is not available in stores, downloads or any 'lorong belakangs' near you. Tough luck!

Post a Post

Brother's back from Cambodia and he didn't buy me anything.

Of course not he said.

Whatever. Hes such a joker.

I bought new clothes again today you two Men. Shopping is my problem sometimes.

Currently Flat Broke.

And posting just to push the ugly pictures of me down.

I don't like the pics of me.

Bluek. Goblot is the tags to them.

XoXo. I mish you two.

Vig Vappy Vamily

Hurrah. I'm feeling on top of the world today.

It is a rarity. I hardly feel so happy these days.

Maybe its the after-effects of an extremely sinful dessert few days back or that drink in SOul-ed Out last night.

Nah, couldn't be. It's because my BIG HAPPY FAMILY is back together again!!! Ngahaha. We're really back together again last night ;) Felt so happy, like pieces of me are coming home.

SIBLING No. 1 : Jessica. Having Jessica around is like having a big sister to look up to. She takes care of you, she tells you what not to do, she helps you do what you should do and above all, she ain't afraid to tell someone to go fly a f**ing kite if you hurt any of us. She also worries alot about us, probably too much for her own good xD. Which is why Jess is my big sister!

SIBLING No. 2 : Sarah. Sarah is like the middle-sister. Shes the one that takes care of all the little things, you know like... stuff. And shes the one to go to, if you wanna run away from problems and deal with them later. Shes the one whose been through alot of shit, so shes the non-judging sister! haha. I feel like I can go to her anytime and tell her anything and she will ALWAYS understand. ALWAYS. no exception <)

SIBLING No. 3 : Estee. Estee arh. Haha. SHES like the BABY SISTER I've never had!! Shes the sponge, the one you complaint all your deepest darkest secrets too without worrying her telling anyone! I can't help but feel abit protective of this little girl. You just wanna tell her things so that she'll do well in life. And I forgot to mention, shes like the anti-conflict one. Haha. Always worrying about our inter-conflicts. No worries dear. We're fine =)

So that about sums up my vig vappy vamily.

Oh, and heres the GodSent chocolate brownies from Delicious. I reccommend all
emo people to take a bite. It's orgasmic. Outta this world.

But if you're not emo, you'll die and go straight to heaven with a bite.

Haha. Dramatic me.

Later. XoXo

Who Will Be, ANTM?

Okay. So I am abit late, but whatever.

When they were announcing the winner to ANTM Cycle Nine, I seriously couldn't breathe. Tyra Banks had to do the whole suspense-photo-appear-on-screen-to-show-winner nonsense; I tell you, the finale wasn't for the faint hearted.

Anyways Saleisha won, tho I personally very much prefer Chantal.

Heres the shot of her as Queen Bee of ANTM cycle 9.

Bangin' isn't it? They sure know how to pick winners. But Chantal would have done them proud as well. Oh well, can't have two America's Next Top Model can we?Heres a shot of Chantal, for those who don't know how she looks like.

Did they pick the best? I onno. What I think? I onno either.

You'll just have to wait and see who does bettter. Probably Chantal ;)

Until then.

XoXo.

Whats a good title?

Sigh. My life is going nowhere.

That said.

I've been browsing YouTube endlessly for some music to listen to. Stumbled upon a mind-blowing orchestra "Tour de Japon" that plays themes from Final Fantasy soundtracks. They're brilliant, so check them out on youtube. My personal fav is Aerith's theme.

I've also caught Meet Joe Black on HBO the day earlier. Its kinda slow; you'd think in a movie with Brad Pitt you'll be squealing off your seats every two minutes with his charming moments. But not this particular movie. It's actually very deep and uh, slow I guess.

But I liked it nonetheless and it has nothing whatsoever to do with the actor. (Jalllllll..)

And yes, Brad Pitt is a blondie in the movie.

On a totally unrelated note, I wish sometimes, I was born elsewhere. In a more beautiful country (not that Malaysia isn't beautiful). Somewhere like New Zealand or Switzerland or maybe even Greece.

Just somewhere you could open your windows and see a perfect painting of the sky, sea or forest.

Somewhere like that. How I'd like to live there.

If I didnt' want to be a doctor, I'd probably be a photographer. And I'll live in a beautifool country with beautifool landscapes and take beautifool photos.

yeah, I probably will.

No xoxos for you today again. Don't feel like giving free hugs and kisses these days ;)

MmmhhMMs??

Mhmm.

I went back to Seremban on Sunday. Just for fun (eating, catchin up with relatives, etc.)

Didn't do much. My mind wasn't really there. You know how it's like isn't it? You're somewhere, someone's talking to you, but your mind is absolutely somewhere else?

Mhmm.

That was until Mom screamed for me to pay attention to Gramps.

Uhh.. right.

I like Gramps, in a annoying kinda way. Hes way old. So i like him. I like old people very much. They make you feel as if they understand what you're going through all the time.

They probably do.

I only feel that way with one other person. You know who you are.

So in the spirit, I took a camwhore pic with Mom.

Wow, didnt realize I haven't done that in ages until now. What happened to me?

Mhmmm.. no xoxo for you today.

HoHum...

Gareth whatchamacallit doesn't sound as bad as I expected Cheeks ;P

Anyway how are the both of you doing? We haven't hung-out and chatted in like 3 days already.

Zomg. So long mann. Haha.

Gah. I'm just really bored at home. I have nothing to do. Driving lessons finished, college -nadah, shopping - no money, no baby, ....

I'm just really bored at home (full stop) Bored enough to play FF : Crisis Core on my brother's PSP. Zack is dammmmnnn hot weih. And the game isn't half as bad.

Give me a call you two. I mish you.

Or visit me at home with baby again =/

XoXo

The Gareth Emery Podcast

Greetings love! All the way from SS2 this is Cheeks or rather C.K. nowadays or Ceekay ( a bit weirdo though lol ) cause I seem to lose fondness over that nickname but what the heck, that is not the point of this post.

In fact the authentic point of this post is that I'm playing a role of a bad influence friend. You know, those stereotypical "pengaruh yang tidak beberapa elok untuk digaul dengan" bla bla bla bla, the ones that smokes the stick and convinces you to "take one la, come on you scared r? Be a man, man!", or those who can't wait but to sneak into clubs even when they're underaged, popping pills and asking you to join the "geng" if not you're not "in".

But don't you worry, I have not crossed over to the dark side or anything like that, only that I'm here to introduce, less than force, a gem that I've discovered in my quest to achieve rhapsodical bliss. As you all know, we'll from many I heard, said I have really "weird" taste in music, but I beg to differ, I'm just in love with an unknown genre in our region.

I just like what I like, I'm no anti-conformist or anti-mainstream, in fact though embarrassing to admit, I enjoy certain pop tunes and mainstream music, and still do because I was brought up in that era, till I met the wonderful genre of electronic music. Please don't criticise or make fun of it, its not robot music, it's just, a modernized form of baroque music if you catch my drift.

Alas, pay no attention to my rants no more if you don't want to. But if I was able to tempt you this far, then why not go all the way as I present to you my latest obsession/escapism, The Gareth Emery Podcast by none other than Gareth Emery. A little bit about Gareth Emery. Yes I know, all you are going "huh you mean Tiesto is it?" ( which I don't ) because probably thats the only word you register it in your vocabulary when you say trance, or even possibly Ferry Corsten or Cosmic Gate, but scoffing at your lack of knowledge in this field is not my intention here at any point of given time.

Gareth Emery is one of a lesser known DJ, but maybe thats accurate only to describe him a few years back, as I believe he's made a name for himself these past few years, with a growing fanbase and not to mention his podcast which is doing very well, No.1 Trance/House/Progressive ( pardon the jargons ) podcast. So if you wish to take that leap of faith, to delve into a different world, then Gareth Emery certainly won't disappoint.

Without further ado, I gladly present to you, The Gareth Emery Podcast

Check. it. out.

P.S : If you seem lost, I suggest you check out Episode 43, 51, 53 and Episode 54. These 4 are my a few of my favourite episodes, well actually almost all that I've downloaded which means yes I've never bother to track back all the way to Episode 1. But believe me those 4 are evidence enough. Have fun!

Sushi King makes the Best Handrolls

I love being a Scouter.

I like spending time with the Juniors. They're all so burst.

Today at Troop Meeting, my little groupie build this huge-ass "table". It wasn't perfection, but I'm very proud of them.

So maybe the table was a tinnie-winnie bit too big. Heck, Vincent passed it off as a sleeping place. But who's complaining? At least they learnt the basic idea of building a table!

So Am Very Proud.

The ma-chais who build the structure.

Me taking a pic with them. Ren Yi sampat betul la.

And now, speaking of other things!

Me likey my new white slippers. Tho they get very dirrty fast. Lets get another one Sarah dear.

Until the next time bitches..

XoXo

I know it's late...

Okok, so what if It's 3 in the bloody mornin'.

I just finished watching 2 movies.

Both were terrific. Old. But definitely terrific. I cried watching both. Serious. Not hardcore tears. But, you know, Ive-got-something-in-my-eye-tears.

First was Stepmom on HBO. Aiyo, I tell you ah. The acting was superb I tell you. Both Julia Roberts and Susan Sarandon did so well! bloody brilliant I tell you. A definite, definite must watch.
This is not a review. So nothing about the synopsis and critical views. Just a voicing out of my suka-ness of this movie.

Next was Green Mile on StarMovies. THIS ONE I loved soooooo much. I've been dying to catch this for the third time. And with such luck it aired. Bloody brilliant lah I tell you this movie. The acting, the story line, the setting. Everything lah! Bloody Chunted.

And I teared watching both. And both movies were SO different. But both were touching and had these special elements of portraying humanity and real people- it just left me there in awe. Mouth agape as the credits rolled.

These are movies (ESPECIALLY GREEN MILE) that make people want to become actors or directors or be foolish enough to go into the showbiz.

AH! Haha, feels so much better. Had to let it out. At three in the morning, there is no one to tell these things to.

PS: The other two are posting stuff about life and leaves and cendol and what not. I guess I have to be the one covering the more important things.

Guys, chill. Matthew 6:34.

Livin' The Cendol Life, soon

Yesterday I started something they call Form 6. It's like this whole program where we have to wear white uniforms, study really really hard, get super chunted 4.0-all-As grade and make the cut for local universities. It's held in the school nearby my house. It all seems that way until..

Until I actually step into that accursed hall yesterday. There she was, all fashionable in her kebaya, Pn. Yip, the Form 6 administrator or something like that, who was running the show. Okok, to be fair, there was nothing much to be complaining or sucky about the first 2 hours. Went to recess after that,came back and met... her, or him. I don't know, even the teachers were confused, let alone we, although we knew pretty clear she was a she, but you know in true 'SS' fashion, we just play along.

They call her (En)Cik Hee. ( I'm serious they did, well the MC did which, in turn singlehandedly threw the whole orientation into a whirlpool of confusion. It was like watching a bunch of new recruits struggling to perform for MK, except this time they were teachers, but I digress. ) She is the newly produced prototype of the counseling department. Come equipped with the state-of-the-art functions such as enthusiasm, confidence(somewhat) and cannot-speak-english-properly, she were to be so kind to unleash her most unique function, The Kentucky FIND Chicken. I do not wish to go further on this because I think what is said so far is adequate food for thought.

Riding on the fever of the recent elections and the ever successful National Service program, they seem to scavenge and exhaust every single possibility to instill a sense of patriotism in the heart of every Malaysian. By some demonic force, they somehow stumbled on the thought that our orientation was a great chance to do the same, however this is just the conspiracy theory I cooked up in my head amidst all the bitterness and dulanness. Yet it wasn't the highlight of the day. Instead it was this sense of fear I had that I might just had taken the wrong step, by choosing Form 6. After school, we( me,sarah and Jal ) carried out our 'secret' plan to go all the way to Ming's house in Bukit Jalil just to cheer him up! Ladies and gentleman, Day 1.

Day 2,today, was probably the salvation I've been longing for, or rather a glimpse of it. It wasn't too shabby but still very shabby. They decided to spare us of their prized prototype today and it was to be a day full of talks. During our group discussion, in true 'SS' fashion, I was proposing a motion that we should try to make Form 6 like college, and that we should go for cendol every Friday after school as our escapism from "we are not going to spoon feed you anymore". Oddly enough, the highlight of today was the talk on MUET by Pn. Harbans Kaur, with a S, it's plural, got it memorized? As I was listening to her talk, this sense of excitement began to materialize and was running amok in my bloodstream. It sounds really fun, I hope it is. PN DOREEN!!!!

Either way, I'm glad Day 2 was Day 2 and Ming was Ming. Thanks to both of them, I began to realize that Form 6 isn't going to be that bad after all, and that concept art and what not is still within reach even after I'm through with it, if I still choose to do it. However for the moment, this shit is for real. I gave up my penganggur life for this shit and I'm definitely not planning to die constipated, no way Jose. Tomorrow is Day 3 and I think they are going to run us through another a round of tests with their prototype. Prayers and sedation are deeply appreciated, if any. I'll see you guys around another time, take care!

xoxoOXxoxXOx

A New Leaf?

I'm going to Taylors in June. June 30th to be exact. Doing A-levels there.

Got it? So stop asking me when you see me then.

What have i been doing? Thats none of your buisness either. Really. I don't have to explain myself to everyone. All I can say is, I didn't regret the last six months one bit.

So I guess for nearly everyone, by June; a new leaf will be turned over.

I Hope it's a better leaf. You know, the malar hijau kind instead of the dead-autumn-kind.

For once, Thank God we live in the tropics.

And I will miss you soo much Flo. Kampar isn't as near as i hope it'd be.

I hate moving on. It was never nice. I hate you college.

XOXO.

Kam In Your Face

Just came back from watching Kam In Your Face at The Actors Studio, Bangsar.

It was stellar I tell you. This was the first time I have watched a cabaret performance.

Cabaret is a form of entertainment featuring comedy, song, dance, and theatre, distinguished mainly by the performance venue — a restaurant or nightclub with a stage for performances and the audience sitting at tables (often dining or drinking) watching the performance.

According to Wiki that is.


Comedy came in many parts. In the skits like CSI:Petaling Street. But my fav was the stand-up Joanne Kam Po Po started the show with. The jokes were crude and liberal. Touching on topics like the human anatomy, men, women and politics.

Speaking of politics. Did you know poli is greek for many. And tics are small blood sucking insects?

The song part came in many many ways. There were numerous singing skits. Some of them injected with funny lyrics, some of them performed by excellent singers, and some, here is my fav, songs being sung with sexy, sexy dancers dancing on stage. You see with theatre: The censorship board has no say. So, double the sexy!

Dance as afore mentioned. Came in the form of sexy women. Yes, sexy women. And also men. But of course it was cabaret style. So think along the lines of go-go-girls, moulin rouge dancers, pole dancers and what not. Sexy.

Tonight's performance made me smile from beginning till end. From the opening song till the closing one.

If cabaret was always like this. Then I don't know what Simon Cowell's problem is complaining some of the Idol contestants sounded too cabaret.

If they sounded like what I heard today. They win my vote.

But if they were like Joanne Kam.

You are already an idol.

Two thumbs up!

SPECIAL no more

Life's a bitch.

I'm sad.

But I will be ohkay.

Fuck you Form Six for stealing my babies.

I won't be ohkay about that.

Seriously, fuck you.

Life right now is a box of bitch chocolates. Not even the Blair Waldorf kind. Worst, like the Jenny Humphrey kind.

No. worst.

XoXo

Jane

Foo...this was written a long time ago, 5/9/08. This is way different from my other posts. Hope you is liking it.

Her name was Jane.

She had the world on a string. A bounce in her step. Living everyday like it was her last.

But she feared the string might snap. She would bounce in front of a moving van (or anything that could seriously hurt her). And she lived everyday like it was her last.


She wakes up in the morning anxious and sweating.

"Is today my last?"

Going to the bathroom to freshen up was in itself an adventure worthy for Indiana Jones.

"Am I going to slip? The water is a little bit too hot isn't it? Will I go blind if Colgate gets into my eyes? The water in the bowl is a little too deep isn't it?"

How she managed to get to work was a mystery in itself. She used the subway. The Train of Death.

Jane always wondered why everybody always gave her that stare of theirs. She found it rude and insulting-- probably due to, she shot THEM weird anxious glances. She was afraid of getting groped, grabbed, thieved, robbed, raped, molested and worst- assassinated.

She tightly hugs her handbag close to her body (but not TOO tightly; she fears of preventing circulation to her organs). She wears a trench-coat, scarf in the fashion of a tudung, sunglasses, gloves and boots in the winter. She wears a trench-coat, scarf in the fashion of a tudung, sunglasses, gloves and boots in the summer.

At the office- she works on the ground floor and ONLY the ground floor. As a receptionist.

She picks up calls with a stammer and a stutter. She doesn't say hello until the other on the line says it first.

At the office she wears a trench-coat, scarf in the fashion of a tudung, sunglasses, gloves and boots.

For lunch she packs her own. She eats at the front desk. Fast and efficiently. But not too quickly now, she doesn't want to choke.

Her days are just full of quick bites and "H-h-h-h-ello"s

At 5 she leaves the office. Gets on the Train of Death. Arrives once again back to her apartment.


Her name was Jane.

She had omniphobia.

She lived longer than anyone else.

And died in a trench-coat, scarf in the fashion of a tudung, sunglasses, gloves and boots.

I feel ALIVE!

Heya bitches.

Reporting back from the best trip ever to Genting with my babies. Insanely fun doesn't even come close to describing how much fun we had.

Heres a mini-Genting for those who couldn't come. Damn big right?

To name a few things we did :

1. Six people slept in one bed together. Keke.

2. Lined up for rides (seriously, alot of people)

3. Sat the rides

4. Iron Man movie at 1.30AM

5. Cam-whoring session at the "GENTING" word for about an hour.

6. Ate dinner at a some-what fine dining restaurant.

7. Where Sarah bullied me and added too much sugar into my tea. Bleh.

8. Tortured Jal, Flo and Cheeks with my fantasies. *giggles*

9. Spread the love to all the pms-ey ppl in Genting by being friendly!

10. Ber-bonding and everyone insult me la. Wat else >.>

Oh-yah. We also peed alot. Dunno why. Must be the cold weather.

Ok, I know you all waiting for these. Nah

On ze Bus. I'm missing because FOR ONCE, I was the photographer! *claps*

Waiting to check-in. So camwhore with my pro-skills! Six people can fit!

Cheater Starbucks. Sell so expensive and WiFi connection got problem. Screw it. Didn't know it would take DOUBLE the price to send coffee beans up the hill. Berat sangat ke? Celaka.

So the REAL cam-whoring begins. Jess screams cause I'm kissing her.

Flo and me kissing a hot dude from heaven. Muahaha.

Post-kiss. Shes tired. I'm ..... dunno what I was doing.

Den Florence pulls a Jessica and make that ugly face. I know you secretly like
my kiss face la u two.

Darling is the best. Take nice picture with me.

Crazy people. Simply kiss kiss. Donno who teach them.

If you look closely, theres a very colourful hotel somewhere behind Sarah.

Now she kiss me. After being brain washed by the dirrrty waters of the
flume ride. Muacksss.

Sat the eleephaannt-ride after that. Cheeks n Jal skipped this. I think the
excuse was somewhere along the lines of "Too Pussy".

So the four of us went only. It was wayy fun okay. The button flies the
eleephaant higher. Haha. me likey.

Then it rained like mad. Sat the even puss-ier Space thingie to hide from the
raindrops. WHOSE IDEA IS TAT ARH? *coughs*jess*coughs*

Wake up to eat waffles with darling. Why her hair still so nice after
sleeping wan. Too much.

Jess looking like a million bucks. I was blinded by the flash.

Whew. Alot more to go. Here are the groupies.

Err. Not funny. The mist made us feel like God was dropping us from Heaven onto Earth. Scaree. Maybe thats how being born feels like. No wonder all babies come out screaming.

Love is when you're being loved back. Thats how I feel when i'm with you guys. No more problems, no more love life. Just i love you guys and i know you all love me too.

Best part is, we're not afraid to show it. All the time.

XOXO.

I'll never find a love like this.

-Natasha Bedingfield

The Secret to Life is Butter ;)

Just caught this movie, The Last Holiday on HBO. I like it, it's very inspirational. Especially Queen Latifah. Shes such a charismatic actor, I actually believed she was next to me - and dying, when I was watching the movie. Teared soo much, Mum came back and thought my cats were dead or something. *sniff*

I especially like her "Possibilities Book". Watch it, and you'll know what I'm harping about.

'Cause I miss you, body and soul so strong
that it takes my breath away
And I breathe you into my heart and pray
for the strength to stand today
'Cause I love you, whether it's wrong or right
And though I can't be with you tonight
You know my heart is by your side..

Daniel BedingField - If you're not the one

How come they don't make cheesy songs that make all the sense in the world like that anymore? I miss you Daniel Bedingfield, come back and make me emo with another hit like that =(

Going to genting tommorrow with my babies to release some steam. Will blog when I get back.

So stay tuned. XoXo

Resolution

I've got to stop being lazy. ming and CK do all the blogging. Mostly ming. And it's time for me to at least contribute.

So this is my resolution. A post once a week is the new minimum. Rather than the old minimum of "if got mood lah".

And these posts are about anything. ANYTHING.

As long there is a post right?

So, this week's post is done?

Haha! That was easy.

I leave you with a random picture from the depths of my "My Pictures" folder.

Taken with: MotoKrazr (the sexy blue flip one)

Emo much?

As per Labour's Day tradition, my family and i finally had our gathering. Just the four of us having a nice home-cooked meal. The rest of the family (the closed ones, and those three times removed) didn't stay for dinner; much to my glee, as i was feeling rather private yesterday.

That said, it struck me today that I would really love to be able to sing well. Like how Jal and Farhana does. It really is a remarkable gift; the ability to serenade. I see it as a way you can share how you feel with the world.

But at the same time, not letting them know too much about how you're feeling.

Don't you sometimes figure, songs have the power to make you feel that way? Telling people how you feel by creating an ambience; and they understanding without having to ask too many awkward questions?

As I was saying, I would really love to do that. (sing that is)

However, I'm not that thick-skinned. haha. So i'll settle for listening to Colbie Caillat and Christina Aguilera.

No pictures to post up today. So stay tuned. XOXO