Wednesday, October 31, 2007

Big yellow taxi.


Just the other day, it was Big,Unc. D's birthday. He is ALWAYS 21 years old alright? So, tell him that ;)

Just a belated dedication:

In our lifetime, maybe some would come across the blessings of God; many wouldn't get the chance to. With a kind heart, a dose of humor, and not to forget, being a kid at heart at times, one of my blessings is to have met Uncle D and his wife, Aunty Irene.

I hope you live a great proper life with lots of love showered and continue to stay 21. You are one of a kind.

Happy Birthday Big D!

Hahaha! Eating ice-cream *grin grin grin*
Dashes off to show Aunty Irene :D
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I attended Unc D's party @ his place in *censored* (privacy purposes). It was a normal party with lots of people I have never seen before, let alone know. I was bored and surrounded by adults :( So, I went to the park nearby, and later on visited my friend's house. There was a doggie there! His name was Hero. Such a macho name right?
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Was trying to kiss the Macho doggie :D
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Oh, look Grubbey, I found you another macho friend :p
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Haha, this is just cute. Look at us!
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Cam-whoring took place. Derieved from boredom of course ;)
Shameless.
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I was really sleepy thus a dungu pic of muah. I slept a while later.
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Would you call a mirror picture a classic style of cam ho-ing?
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You are here by my side.
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Meet the babe who calls me jie jie. Haha. The toilet is damn hot mmkay. Perspiring like nuts.
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Whatever ;)

Frustration might cause one's despair, the rain might dampen one's spirit, but that doesn't mean they won't there when you need them.

Oh hallelujah Mother mary Jesus Christ, please grant my Brother some brains. His apparently, is stuck at his arse. I don't know how long I can stand his nonsential lectures and senseless arguements. It's like saying the river has legs to walk. Please have mercy! Amen.

x`s & 0`s ::

Thursday, October 25, 2007

The boyfriend and I.


He came back from work early enough to obtain the element of surprise. Instead of stripping down to nakedness into the shower, he entered the kitchen. Dinner was at 7 and he had to prepare, roasted lamb with mashed potatoes and some coleslaw before his baby came home.

Determined to get it right, he got to work! But where were the spices? Where were the vegetables? Oh no, he said to himself. But despite the sudden realization that he wasn't familiar with the kitchen, he still wanted to make it right.

He searched diligently and got what he wanted. By the time he got the meal done, it was already 6.30pm! He was running out of time. Why so, you'd say? Because he has not washed up, showered and decorate the table. Thinking that he was Superman, he washed the dishes with too much soap, he showered, and he set up the romantic ambiance to a first class standard.

The doorbell rang. His baby has come home. But not in a way he'd expect her to be. She was drenched from head to toe. He had not realise that it was raining. Quickly, he took a towel for her. She had a bad day at work. She looked so stressed and tired that he didn't have the heard to get into all that dinner excitement alone. She went up to take a shower and came down.

She saw some things in the kitchen which he had forgotten to clean up, and got mad. She confronted him and he just kept quiet. She saw the mess that he made and scolded him once more. He took her in his arms, and she sobbed silently. He knew she had a rough day, and knew that she didn't mean what she just said. He knew what he signed up for when he wanted her in his life. All he wanted to do was to make her happy. After venting out her frustration on her loving boyfriend's shoulder, she smiled at him. In their relationship, that meant thank you baby, I love you.

He led her to the dinner he prepared and at once her eyes lighted up. She was touched and immediately, she gave him a tight hug. At that moment, he knew that, that was who she is and will always be; loving, sweet, apologetic, kind, warm and most importantly, his. Not owned, but loved.

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I didn't know IKEA sells paintings. Shhh, I wasn't supposed to take pictures. I got told off twice! Stubborn me, I seek thrills in doing what others do not allow :p Though, through these pictures, you'd probably think that the thrill was short lived.

Which painting caught your eye first?
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Affection.
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Through the hardships placed in front of us now, in time we will understand and get through the turbulence. Hold on, hold tight, on each other. The ride is rough, but it is worth it. My eyes doesn't deceive the one I love.
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Peek-a-boosh.
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"Hmm, I think it's right."
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I'm loving you with a smooch or two :)
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"It's something only you & I cherish."

I <3 you, stranger. *wink

Wednesday, October 24, 2007

It's a doggy dog world.


Short post ahead.

Looking at the sky's falling tears is serenading. Especially when you are working your butt off at the office or in a boutique. I've been smiling the whole damn day, I think I've pulled a muscle in my jaw -.-"
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Presenting to you,
Yoshi san! "What's that down there?" , "How do I get down there?" , "I think I'm afraid of heights" :(
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Poor thing.
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So I decided to take more pictures of this cute lil thang`

"What you lookin at huh?!" :D
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"Ooooh, hawt chic!" *drools*
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Finally! After moving so much, I was beginning to think that he wasn't going to give me a clear picture :p *piiiiinnnnnnnnnnchhhhhhhhhhhhhh*
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After he went for a walk, he came back all tired. *Hugggggers*
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This is a hard earned picture. You have no idea what I went through to get this pathetic pic :( I still had to work okay! Bad Yoshi! But I still find you cute and cuddly ;p
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He himself staring at his own reflection. Vain doggie :p I'll let you in on a secret: He's afraid of heights! (As in, from the chair to the floor kind of height)
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Pooped after a day being photographed by Miss Sarah. This is my final pose! *click*
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Sunset @ the park.
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He pulled me close and said, "I want to be yours forever."

What next?

xoxo, dearest stranger in love.

Monday, October 22, 2007

You and Narcissism.


"The notice informed them that it was a temporary matter: for five days their electricity would be cut off for one hour, beginning at eight p.m. A line had gone down in the last snowstorm, and the repairmen were going to take advantage of the milder evenings to set it right. The work would only affect the houses on the quiet tree-lined street, within walking distance of a row of brick-faced stores and a trolley shop, where Shoba and Shukumar had lived for three years."
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"Somehow, without saying anything, it had turned into this. Into an exchange of confessions- the way they'd hurt or disappoint each other and themselves. The following day, Shukumar thought for hours about what to say to her. He was torn between admitting that he once ripped out a photo of a woman in one of the fashion magazines she used to subscribe to..."
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"He told Shoba about the magazine and sweater on the third night. She said nothing as he spoke, expressed no protest or reproach. She simply listened, and then she took his hand, pressing it as she had before."
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"Something happened when the house was dark. They were able to talk to each other again. The third night after supper they'd sat together on the sofa, and once it was dark he began kissing her awkwardly on her forehead and her face, and though it was dark he closed his eyes, and knew that she did too. The fourth night they walked carefully upstairs, to bed, feeling together for the final step with their feet before the landing, and making love with a desperation they had forgotten. She wept without a sound, and whispered his name and traced his eyebrows with her finger in the dark. As he made love to her he wondered what he would say to her the next night, and what she would say; the thought of it exciting him. "Hold me," he said, "hold me in your arms." By the timethe lights came back on downstairs, they'd fallen asleep."
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Jhumpa Lahiri "interpreter of the maladies". Wonderfully written. I would continue summarizing, but I'm pooped. I'll do it another day.

2 pics I found when I was younger -.-" knn, feel so old now.
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Poser sial.
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Oyukkuri nenasai anata.

I'm learning to breathe; xoxo :)``

Sunday, October 21, 2007

;Salvation is here.


Here I am, present once again to present randomness. It is a disease I tell you. But a good one :) Gory horror movies are disgustingly grotesque if you ask me. It makes you sick in your stomach, feel paranoid, think to never put yourself in that kind of scene, etc. I had no idea why I just said those above -.- Maybe even watching someone get burned alive makes me puke. Oh well, it's a choice.

xx

I went to Giant with my cousin to get some ice cream for the relatives. Quite in a hurry I'd say. But I'm glad I did or I wouldn't have seen this cute little thang. Meet,

Blackie! Well, I don't really know its real name but it's adorable.
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Yes you! Sleek and elegant. Such a pity that no one's able to bring you home :( Wish I could. (Circumstances don't allow it, mind you)
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Meet the boys:
Big D (darren)
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D Jr. (my brother)

Ah, males will always be males. This is how they bond. So violent, tsk tsk :p
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While taking a walk at the park, I came across this thing:
What does it look like to you? It's a log, btw.
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This is an MD. God knows what that stands for but it was parked right in front of muh boutique. My colleague & I were ecstatic to the point of guessing whether the driver was a guy or a chic.
Turns out to be a lady. Oh, bummer :p (Don't be jealous <3)
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After class one fine night, I needed a sugar boost. So, I walked to McDs and bought meself a chocolattes sundae. Yum, yumssies.
Then I saw this cat, sitting all by himself at a corner; just like me waiting for my dad/mom to pick me up. I couldn't finish my ice cream, so I gave some to this lil kitty. He ate from my spoon! But I couldn't take a pic, because my hands were full :(
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Finally, the end of the randomness;
Muh` :) I found this somewhere in the pc -.-

More updates as soon as I can feel more like a human. Leg cramps due to latin & work, fatigue due to memorizing & work. There's more. Go figure.

Toodelahs fer now ;) winkikins <3

Friday, October 19, 2007

Don't mess.

Bourne Ultimatum was a-w-e-s-o-m-e. Need I say more? Okay, I will then. Adrenalin pumping scenes, slick and quick and not exactly 'clean' wipeouts done by none other than Bourne a.k.a David Webb himself. Non stop action travelling around the whole of Europe, literally. Bourne beats any french policemen, lying down on the floor. He makes them look like poo. Fine, I wouldn't insult another country's military power/force when our own... nevermind.

An intelligent tough guy who knows how to get his way around plus a sense of humor, what more would you need to make Jason Bourne even more interesting than he already is? He's the man who fights in an old school, "kick, punch, strangle, punch, punch and more punches" style. While the other agents try to get a hold of him using tracking devices, phone bugging, camera surveilence, police forces/man power, guns, snipers, etc... he evades them just by using his head and body parts. Intelligence overpowers technology. That's Bourne for you. And it is worth 7 bucks, anyday.

Just one random question: What will happen to the world, if more people like Bourne existed?

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I've been busy and tired lately, so don't be mean saying that my blog is dead :p Don't mind if I blog a little less *winkerss

Now, this is the sign real boredom. People who sew should know what these are.
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True love comes once in a lifetime;
dare you.

Yours truly, love.

I have pictures of random stuff but I'm too lazy to get them posted. Blame it on the lack of inspiration :P muse oh muse, where art thou? ooooh, la la la. I'm loving the rainy days. Who am I kidding? Only if I wear long pants and a jacket will I enjoy the rain. Who wants to freeze to death anyway?

Randomness strikes again.

xoxo `smoooch.

Wednesday, October 10, 2007

Darkness falls.

Wow.

A bonfire, well, sort of.

During my absence of 2 days (is it even valid to call it an absence, since this is after all the blogging world), I've put myself in a very uncomforting environment: the jungle. My mom paid for my trip without my consent, and I decided not to waste her unconditional loving gesture. Then, I heard about leeches and it's blood sucking sprees during the more damp and cold weather. Oh, how delightful to begin thinking about the whole camping experience.

Enough with the pessimistic side of things. Let's move on.

We reached the campsite, and was asked to help out; setting up the tents. So, we did. First time setting up one, so it was a learning experience. Unfortunately, I didn't sleep in one, because I was too terrified of sleeping alone. This was actually a 'leadership' camp, but somehow... nevermind.

My first impression was that we would have activities planned out for us, but it was the total opposite. We 'planned' our own activities which was some action clapping game. Sure, it doesn't sound challenging here... but it is, believe me. Even one of the most unlikely people got it good. Mistakes, mistakes :p There were cups with our respective names on it, and somehow... through the end of the camp, MINE went missing. Sigh.

On the first night, there was a only-parents-can-hold-the-thongs-and-barbeque thing. As usual, there were chicken wings, ramlee patties, sausages, a-la carte dishes and drinks. Some other interesting events followed such as an impromptu "fairy tale" skit, an anniversary celebration and a music session. But they weren't in my highlight list.

The highlight of the trip was probably, the night I slept at the deck with a few other goofy friends of mine. We talked and honestly, I felt bonded, in some ways. Dota, guys, faints, relatives, were some of the topics discussed. Well here's an added weird thing about myself:

Normal people just dismantle their sleeping bags where they want it, and sleep. I, on the other hand, have to put a piece of clean paper laid out on the floor, before I lay my sleeping bag on it. Why? Don't even ask me that.

So obviously, they ended up scribbling on my piece of paper. Sadly, I didn't get a picture of it. Too bad. Throughout the night, we played with torchlights; making faces, animals, and playing our version of pacman; we talked about ghosts, and then acted like one. I sat in one corner and started to rock like those freaky stuff you see in Ju-on, and scared myself to pee. I went to the bathroom and came back only to witness another scary figure; Elliot the Grudgeness. He rocked and whimpered, calling "mommy... mommy.." OMG. It still gives me the creeps.

The downside? There were many younger uns that were annoying at times. They'll tag along wherever you go, making unecessary ruckus and noise that you don't want to think any babies are cute and cuddly anymore. So, if there's one thing I've learnt intensely during the camp, it would be to tolerate the babies. Well, more like the noise they made.

The jungle trekking experience... let's just say, I didn't enjoy myself thoroughly. I was paranoid the whole time. Though, there were silent whinnings in my head, I still went through with it. So a pat on the back for myself.

Does this get us prepared for Maxwell?
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Not even close.

Friday, October 05, 2007

For where thou art, there is the world itself, and where though art not, desolation.


Work was work; boss was boss -.- I tell you they've begun to realize what kind of clothings I wear. So they purposely buy all those that I would MOST PROBABLY like, just to tease me. Knn. But I can control myself, hmp!

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Camp is on Sunday. It's do or die. I can only imagine the fun I'd be having sleeping in a tent (for the first time, but if playing in the IKEA children tent goes under that category, then it would be my 3rd time) Mosquitoes/bugs/jungle toilet/grass/mud; here I come. & Imightconquer... or so I hope. What's wrong with being pessimistic! I expect the worst.

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Omg, a mosquito just got 4 bites out of me in say, 10 minutes? 2 bites in the ass, 1 on my calves, and another on my thigh. So sneaky & perverted -.- Stewpid hot weather. Ugh, cannot stand this. Air cond is officially my best friend now, shiniu da :D

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And now, dungu-ness will emerge.

"Doubt thou the stars are fire, doubt that the sun doth move, doubt truth to be a liar but never doubt that I love."
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Only the ones close to me will know what's rare about this pic.
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This is as you can see what it is. I'm planning to alter it into an upgraded design. Ideas anyone?
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"I can express no kinder sign of love, than this kind kiss."

Terrorist giler mmkay. I told my bosses "I've got no gun" They were laughing at me for a while, but when I told them that, they WALKED AWAY?! Why? Am I more dangerous without an AK-47? Ooooh, I feel power.

xoxox

Tuesday, October 02, 2007

Brats like you are pathetic.


It seems like it was just yesterday when I updated. How quickly time flies. "Men fear time. But time fears the pyramids".- dcvrchn. In this very moment, there is a extremely annoying mosquito taking a taste to my sweet blood, or not.

A series of events have happened since the last time I put my thoughts into words. I find that it doesn't matter if I do or don't. What matters is the fact that I know my own, and can hold them high with pride. What matters is my knowing that my own actions, are more than what many people are able to do. "Say not the sorrys that spills with remorse; I shall do the same."- saysI. I have come to a conclusion that what ever I do, will only be known noble to myself. No one else would understand, till the day I die. Maybe then, I'll leave enough tracks of strength, for others to follow.

Well then, I've said more than I should. Next.

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Random: An australian lady thought I was sarawakian and mixed Japanese. It's a nice suprise having people notice you and greet. After all, I'll be friendly to those who are :)
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My bosses keychain. Hella cute :) I like it.
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LOU! (If you've watched cats & dogs) Why are you neighboring beside my class?!
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Dungu took a pic of me reading a mag and drinking carrot juice. hmp!
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I sort of got bored when no customers came in. So, I decided to try on this beeteafool dress. But there's a catch:

It is meant for girls aged 11-12. ZOMG. Can fit, wtf?! But the chest area a bit tight :(

My colleague couldn't stop laughing at me, and she took this pic. "Act innocent Sarah!" But I couldn't -.-" I was about to burst out laughing at my own image.
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She made me look short T_T Mean.

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Mooncake fiesta.

It was a little weird going to grandma's place on a Tuesday. Just different. I was dead tired after work, but I had to go anyway. It's the lanterns I couldn't miss! This year, our competitors were the house across the road which we call "The bak kut teh boss". Don't ask me why. The mission was to hang any lantern at the highest point possible.

Light me up.
My light is surrounded by a brick wall, just in case.
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Life would be a bore, if the road was straight.
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Spot the stranger in the shadows. He was trying to exceed his heights' potential. And he made it.
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This is NO DOUBT my BROTHER'S lantern. Why? Obviously, because there's a hole in it -.-
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Darkness surrounds me but the light I carry guides me through.
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This is my story.
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And it still is.
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Pink, pink, pink! How can there be NO pink lanterns, you must be kidding me :p
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Who's there? *ghostly whisper*
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I name thou, Evonne. This cat followed us from the time we started playing with lanterns till we finished our dinner. A series of violent event followed as my uncle threw a slipper at the poor thing while my grandma's sudden burst to show power emerged. She sat at the door holding a stick -.-" Tsk tsk, where has the compassion gone?!
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See what I mean? So cute, but living in poverty. I guess we can't really make everyone happy.

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HAHAHAHA! HEADLINES!
(Don't kill me please)

Well you see, I can't reveal who it is, because if I do, I'll be dead by this Saturday. :(

This gesture is called, "Give me the camera now, or I'll BREAK THIS FRIENDSHIP!". Lol
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He who is sulking and under my power, nyahahahaha.

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PATISFRANCE.

A new bakery/ice-cream/coffee&tea place in Taipan. I like the interior design (well, coz they have mirrors mar :p) The bread there is alright. The ice cream roxor though ;) I've tried all of them, haha. Yeah, call me a fanatic but I was just curious. I think the ladyboss recognizes me now, since I come so often. She even gave me a little more than standard the other day!

*Big wet eyes*

So kind right?

Well this is "sorta" and insight of the sitting area.
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Menu, cashier.
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Bake-a-bake.
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Yummy, yummy, yummy. I <3 my ice creams.
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Best of all, there are some that consists of 0% fats. True or not, well, it's up to my body. If I become fat, then I won't go there anymore :P

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My bear that will always be there to hold my hand when I'm scared.

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I just have to end with this picture :) It's such a heartwarming scene. Kudos to you, uncle!
*It was taken when there was a flood in... (I forgot the place) This man, swam in the deep water just to save his beloved pets. Now, this is sweet ;)