It's 'tidak stabil', not crazy, nor misery for that matter

So it's the second day of the Chinese Niu Year and I was very bored which then inconveniently turned into loneliness. So I decided to get in touch with the left-handedness in me by googling up 'left handed' just to know more about the whole left-handed community and probably some international rights that I, as a left-hander, am entitled to.

I don't know about you, but I believe all these nonsense about Wikipedia being an unreliable source from these rich-buttocked universities is a lie. I mean, what is there not to trust from a website that appears as the first or second link to 99.9% of your Google searches? It's a bloody miracle dammit.

So back to the whole left-handed thing, so I was reading,reading and then I came across a very interesting fact which automatically turns into a true fact due to my Wikipedia faith. It goes something like this :

"In 2007, researchers discovered LRRTM1, the first gene linked to increased odds of being left-handed. The researchers also found evidence that possessing one particular form of this gene slightly raises the risk of psychotic mental illnesses such as schizophrenia."

I believe that's the answer that you've been looking for Minggg.

So where does that leave me? In a very happy state. Now, for me, to be crazy is to be normal, which is oxymoronic, which is excellente! With this new found freedom, I feel like I have the confidence to take on the world again. =)

For those who don't know, just FYI, this is how a left hand looks like.

Hi-5!

Oh it doesn't stop there, apparently(also available in Wikipedia) :

"Exposure to higher rates of testosterone before birth can lead to a left-handed child."

How's that for size? ;)

the feeling is complimentary.

Hey doods. I'm back from Seremban. Actually, only went back for about a day or so. This CNY has been cut short for some reason or the other. but i had a great time.

feeling mildly constipated now from having too much good food at a go (sea cucumbers, mushrooms, fat choy, mandarin oranges, kai kiok, pork, pork, pork and pork, lots of prawn, fish etc...)

yep. fat week it is. also, i found out that mandarin oranges actually make you feel thirsty and constipated! I didn't know fruits did that?

sooo. are we having a party for the gang or are we not? We must have a CNY party when everybody gets back. heeee! I think Sarah will be back today, if I'm not mistaken?

fill me in yo. on your celebrations.

anddd. not that I'm hinting for my birthday;
but I would really really love the Topman pullover with the V-cut collar. and a beanie. and the Twilight series, and a fedora, and Vans, and a iPod touch/nano.

just thought i might drop a few subtle hints to make choosing presents easier ;)

opps! i did not just say that.

i'm not hinting yo!

Toilet Tantrum

I was doing my business. Number two if you have to know. I was reading the papers, namely The Star.

Now no one in my family reads The Star for actual news cause everyone knows that when a huge production body of the media can get its license revoked for crossing the government, it's not news, just advertisements.

All pro gov and nothing else. Biased. Prejudiced. Censored news is not news.

So, the only thing that keeps The Star from reaching my house is Calvin and Hobbes, Zits and if you're going to go all realistic, the underpaid paper uncle.

But today, whilst doing numero dos, after reading up on Calvin and his attempt from fleeing his mother and Zits - Zuma's 'un-glam' social security number. I thought I'll go dabble in the movie reviews.

It was for Underworld: Rise of the Lycans. This is what pissed me off (not literally, I had already done that), in the middle of the review this unprofessional writer, S.B Toh, gave us 5 paragraphs of HIS OPINION on the war in Israel and Palestine.

What. The. Hell. I literally closed the paper and washed my ass clean at that point (not with the newspaper mind).

It was dogmatic and infuriating. It was so unprofessional. Come on, when your job is to review and give your critique about a movie do just that, nobody wants to read your OPINION, not factual or objective statements mind you, normative ones.

It's Lycan (haha very punny)to, asking someone to pass the salt then get a lecture on your religious convictions or lack thereof.

He should be fired. Well, everyone at The Star who supports the censoring and government regulated media (as in, think it's an ideal system) should be fired or quit out of dignity. Especially so for this S.B Toh.

Go read it.

teee heeeee

yeah baby.

you're looking at two; not one; but two tickets to Jason Mraz. Somebody just fuck me already.
and no lahhh, i didn't buy two to belanja someone; that's just Hyun Tae's ticket that I'm keeping for. Suzeney got one tooo and we're going together-gether. Awesome mUCH?

WEEEEEEEEEEE. March can't come fast enough.

HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR EVERYBODEY.
xoxoxoxoxoxo!

hello Malaysia!!

and hello to you too; Jason Mraz!!

Wee. Finally a good artist would be visiting Malaysia on 4th March and the tickets prices are tres' reasonable. You bet I'll be going to the Jason Mraz concert!!!

ok, backing up a little. so i haven't been a known Jason Mraz fan, but i am one; at least until recently. i've always listened to his album in my bro's car and on the pc whilst i'm doing homework, and can you believe i actually know the words to Live High and Make it Mine by now?

i have been sub-conciously attacked by Jason Mraz! nuuuu...

but really, his music is beyond. he doesn't really repeat lyrics, more like rap them melodically, and they totally make sense. it's like hearing a story in a song. this quality is something many mainstream artists have been found to lack.

i know CK, I'm still yongming. nothing came and ate your bitch/bimbo. i'm just being intelligent today. teeheee.

siape nak gi with me? Please tell. If you have VIP passes or anything inviteee mee! i would gladly sleep with you.

kidding! (or maybe not ;D)

before i forget.

The Curious Case Of Benjamin Button was a superb movie.

It has been a while since a movie has captured the very essence of love, and presented it under non-cliche-d circumstances. Sure, the two hour length can be quite taxing and a bore, but like a glass of good wine, you have to be patient with it. You will understand when it finishes, and you won't be the same again.

Stop reading already, I don't want to get your expectations up. Movies are best watched without expectations. Tho I would compare this movie with the likes of Forrest Gump and Brokeback Mountain.

brad pitt is also a zamazing actor and i have taken the book cover to pose as the poster because I don't want your knees getting weak by his face. pay attention to the movie ladies! this is not a movie about handsome pitt.

tho i must add, he does progressively become panas, up until the time he becomes a kid again. what, is not to like?

indeedy, life is not measured in minutes, but in moments. -quote

;) anyone get me the book for my burfday ?

haha. gratz CK

let me be the first to tell you that you're suffering Attention Seeking Disorder and you don't even know it. Facebook can be very good therapy for this.

have you also noticed how the two red lines on your personal details- form a lookalike penis shape. tres' creative of you to further illustrate your point like that! I hope it was intentional ;D

i get home everyday at 5pm these days and everyday; i'm just waiting for something to happen and nothing ever does.

life has never been more insignificant.

i feel hollow and i don't even know who dug the hole and left it there. that's the most frustrating part of it all.

mm.

Thank you aunty, you are a very good human

Today has been a joyous occasion. Today is a Sunday. Sunday is a good day, and so was mine.

I have been struggling with my sexuality for quite some time now. Shocking isn't it? I know, how could such a confident young chap such as I struggle with something so basic as gender. But as I wept for the disappointment of my degree course syllabus, I stumbled upon the light that sets the record straight once and for all..

In udder news (;D), some of you might or might not have noticed that the ground has been shaking lately. "Oh em gee!It can't be!" you say? Well it's true folks, I have a Facebook account. For those waiting for an excuse from me to redeem myself, I signed up only to get in touch with this acting gig I got (more details later in life). Apparently Facebook has built a strong repertoire for being a very good way to stay informed about events and I just want to benefit from that.

Although I have to admit, I didn't expect Facebook to be so much fun and I'm not talking about all the gifts you can send to each other or games you can play, rather, I'm talking about the amount of emails I have been getting about friend requests and writings on my wall. It's weird I know, but receiving 5-6 emails on average every time I log onto Gmail has brought me such unexpected joy which I cannot comprehend why. But whatever it is, keep 'em coming I say!

Whatever

the new LOOK is :

hey hey hey hey hey doods : from suzen and me ;D.

no problem CK. i was just ew-ing about how stressful everything is. happens a lot, especially around 5pm and 5am when everyone is either asleep, or, er, taking an evening nap; whilst i'm stressing about how stressful everything is.

srsly. college is tres' smelly this term (i also mean it literally, because the new intakes have highly acidic pee; judging from the state of the toilets during lunchtime) i mean, like, if you thought term 1 was stressful you have not even seen the eyebags i've developed in the course of just 3 days in term 2. it's so unglam ok?

but i'm fine, don't worry. you both know i thrive on stress, which is so totally psychedelic, which is also coincidentally, very in and glam.

suzeney going for the psyche look with moi. the theme was opposites : her t-shirt is a broken-hearted robot, and mine, obvyD a smiley facey! all i need is nerd glasses (thick frames are so very in!) and mr.shoeVans, which i have already started dating in my dreamworld, tres' dreamy he is.

gosh. so glam, can you imagine?

what are you both up to anyways. update me? xx

"oh sorry, i left my brains beside the toilet seat"

ew. unglam unglam unglam!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Invention of the Year

Every year, we(me) here at The Two and a Half Men want to do what we can to recognize and appreciate the great inventions that mankind have been able to churn out from their imagination. Not because the Golden Globes will be held today and I have an inspiration for a blogpost, but it is because these inventions, from remarkable scientific breakthroughs to humble home appliances, has come to change lives, for worse or for the better.

There is just only one criteria in the judging. Its just gotta be something that I would immediately be impressed by, sort of like love at first sight. Simple don't you think?

After riding at night many times, the decision was clear. The winner of the Invention of the Year is...........

REFLECTIVE MATERIAL!



Brilliantly utilizing the principle of retroreflection, this invention makes driving at night safer, saves energy and money on road lamps all at once.

A round of applause to this year's winner!

whats up with the new years in Gg?

and GG stands for gossip girl. not good game or whatever freakola thing that's on your mind right now. what the hell did Blair do with mr.new-too-sexy-and-scandalous-uncle?? i swear, the series give me anxiety attacks. ekk.

so listen, on a totally unrelated note :

karma is like this totally huge bitch the size of Africa and Asia put together!!! there i was, along with Licia and everyone else that mattered, rejoicing the fact that Taylor's switched ms.tan (my previous chemistry teacher) with someone new - and turns out, the new teacher ain't that good either! the hell.

said previous chemistry teacher (i don't like to bitch, but...) was agonee. so we were hoping this semester they would give us a slightly more experienced teacher in replacement! but noo.... we get this really boring teacher that gives no good first impression vibes. this is to die.

we might as well have stuck with ms.tan then. As much as she couldn't teach (let's keep this entre nous, please) we grew attached to her because she was extremely nice and had good fashion sense on most days. why the hell would we want to trade her for someone not superiorly awesome at teaching us particles and shit. i know i haven't really given my new teacher a chance yet, but seriously? haven't my instincts been supremely accurate since the age of five?

this is such a classic karma case. ask for a change in teacher and get something no better and make life all the more awkward. srsly. the hell are we gonna say to ms.tan when we see her?

merde. merde.
doesn't look like a good first day. but then again, when is it ever?

no. it's time to take matters into my own hands.

not that they weren't in my own hands before that. i'm just applying a tighter grip this year.

before that;

Euck!!! College starts on Jan the 8th and it's making me feel tres' Anna Nicole Smith minus the heavy bosoms and the lousy fashion sense. This holiday is so short! Unfair unfair! I have issues with this incredibly short break.

backing up;

Ok. So I have come up with several fat-fighting principles i will abide with throughout the year in hopes of winning this never-ending fatwar with myself. no excuses.

do not try to talk me out of it Lisa. as much as everyone's apparently only kidding about me being fat, i always say : there is some truth in jester. and it's incredibly chic to always think you're fat and always be doing something about it anyways. so thank goodness for that, i fall right into place! (the chic-ness that is)

2009 Fat Rules written by moi:
1. i shall only eat half of any portion presented to me.
with the exception of ice cream and starbucks, i will always eat half of everything given to me. if i were buying them myself, i'll only buy half of what i'm thinking of eating. even if it was a slice of grapefruit. in the case of unhalf-a-bels, I'll give away the halves.

2. i shall not be obssesed about any delicious food and go on missions to eat them on a weekly basis. like that totally to die Caesar's Salad from the very appropriately named Delicious! cafe. and Hokkien mee from that horribly disgusting Ah Wah near jalan 222. This rule is with the exception of ice cream and starbucks of course. those are my vices.

3. i shall not eat more than 1 thing during lunch.
this is a rule only fellow Taylorians will understand. No more eggtarts, waffles, and Daily Fresh! corn-in-a-cup after a sating lunch at wherever. there shall no longer be such a thing as closing a meal properly with something sweet. and you've guessed it, this is with the exception of ice cream and starbucks!

4. no more Happy food.
if i'm upset, i'd either go home and turn on GossipGirl or stay somewhere with air conditioning and a fashion maggie. or, maybe, go to Starbucks down the road and smell the coffee beans there.

5. sadly, no more McMuffins from McD's (sausage or egg or sausage with egg)
probably the worst rule ever. noone hates the McMuffins. on the contrary, everybody loveees it. But i read somewhere it's one of the most fattening food ever in McDonald's history, and that's saying a lot, right next to all the other McD goodies such as McFlurry and the totally to die nuggets. sorry my baby McMuffin; maybe I'll eat you again in 2010, when I'm aneroxic.

apart from the ice cream and Starbucks exceptions; my principles are completely foolproof. sometimes i wonder how i come up with these brilliant ideas to improve life. i swear, i could do anything.

tres' intelligent i am.
chiao'xx

a new year means one more G to minggg!!

Sketched lightly in Artline thin and painted over with Alpha watercolours.

Just a few gorgeous paintings for my favourite people in the world ;D
I'm working on something for you two too.
xoxo.