Merdeka Anyone?

So Merdeka was a total bust. The ONE year we decide to go out to celebrate and we end up just wondering around like ducks. We were abandoned by friends and the one's we were with had no plan what so ever and thought we girl were being gelabah because of it. Gelabah my freshly painted foot la. After watching a pitiful fireworks display we saw K.c and his friend David from Vietnam. went up to say hi and found out they were stuck in the same predicament. Their gang dumped them too. So we made our own gang and went yam cha at Indian shop and talked to David and then went home and then slept. Next time, baik kita pergi je basketball court. Lagi best.

Anywho, Merdeka day I had a function. Aunty Doris punya 80th birthday. It was also a family reunion of sorts cause my dad was meeting all the cousin's he hasn't met before and I was related someway or another with almost everyone in the room. The food was good and company alright. Aunty Doris looked lovely. The one thing that sort of dampened the event for me was when 3 people thought I was HippieAccountant's wife!! Sakit hati gila siput babi!! I don't look THAT old!! I definitely don't look old enough to be married, let alone to someone who's old enough to be my father because fact is HE IS MY FATHER!!!!!!*crys hysterically while banging face on the table* There was a saxophone performance and I felt bad for the guy cause no one was really paying attention. Everybody was sort of chatting and eating which was a bummer cause he was in fact really good. Today actually suppose to go for book launching but I malas and some more I wanna study! anywho..here are some random shots I took when I was bored and no one was looking(i think)

The cake. Before...

During..(these are the kinda bite marks I leave Kishy-kins. Be afraid. Be very afraid.)


And after! Yummy!

My chopsticks, my second glass of wine and Angela's phone.

And technically, I have to call Angela aunty cause she's my uncle Christopher's cousin. LOL. Well, I won't be updating that much cause of trials. Good luck you guys for the GRC Rally. Rock the house! Sorry I can't be there.

Cheers.

1. Books.
2. Music
3. Bags.
4. Necklace.
5. Bracelet?
6. Cute Pillow(from folio)
7. Funky Key Chain
8. Anything cute(very not helping.. I know)
9. Bounty chocolates or cloud 9's.
10. Anything TinTin!!(the comic)
11. A care package?
12. A hug.
13. A web cam
14. Something completely random!
15. ABSOLUTELY ANYTHING. I'll love it anyway!

*Sorry babe! This is all I can think of! Hopefully this helps. But honestly, you guys give me anything also I happy la. You guys remember also I happy! A card, a hug pun cukup la! I really cannot think of anything!(Feels sooooo bad for the gang) Honey, I'll let you know about the ipod by friday ok babe?*

Crimson Satin.

It was a grand event. Everyone dressed in their best gowns and suits. The best of the best. The finest upper class. Alexis looked stunning in her white satin gown that flowed out perfectly at its hem. Hair in an elegant up-do, make-up done to perfection, nails painted and pampered. She was wore a smile that was so innocent, so elegant and so secretive, all at the same time. She was the envy of every girl there. They all wished they could be her. All the men wished that it was her by their sides rather than the snotty potato sacks there were stuck with. Her honey coloured eyes were filled with mystery. Like she knew a secret. What a shame..

Two hours later. Her eyes were no longer filled with joy. Her gown was no longer pure and white. Her nails were ruined. Her hair was down, laying limply over her shoulders. She laid on the pure white marble floor of the grand ballroom. Dead. Her eyes were wide with terror. Nails broken from trying to protect herself. Her white dress now crimson from the blood. Yet it was eerie how she still looked stunning. Even at death. Everyone circled her body. Lords & ladies, the best of the best, the finest upper class. Everyone in a daze. How did this happen? Why her? How did she come to this tragic end? Which monster did this? Who would hurt someone so innocent? Who indeed.. The questions played in everyone's mind. Each one looking at the person beside them. Whispers began to bubble up. Look there, Clarice is crying. Did she even know Alexis? What about Diana? Everyone knows she hated Alexis. Peter's looks rather suspicious there doesn't he? Just watch the way his eyes shift around. He can't seem to look at the body... What about Donovan? Everyone knows that Alexis humiliated him when she turned his proposal down flat. Especially since he was turned down for someone as common as Connor. Didn't we see Annie having an arguement with Alexis earlier? And then there's Connor. Yes, he was her escort tonight but he is a nobody. Simple folk. He doesn't belong here. Why did Alexis bring him here? To embarrass him? Is that why he killed her? Assuming he did of course. Assuming. Everyone was making assumptions. There was a killer among them. No one was leaving this hall till they figured who it was. This would make an interesting story. Someone here was guilty of murder. Someone had her blood on their hands. Question is who. And why.


*random pun ada, corny pun ada, cliche pun ada, dark pun ada, ku-ku pun ada. Toodles.*

Went to watch the Secret on Tuesday. It was really good. The ending wasn't what we expected though. We also finally got our 'family' pictures taken. I'll post them later.

We also saw JJ from the morning crew. What was he doing at Summit? Buying bedsheets and McD's.

And let me introduce you to Honey-Chan's new blog: THE BEE HIVE.

Hopefully I'll get some inspiration soon.

Malayalam.

I was planning on staying home yesterday and got ready for a major lazy day which would start once HippieAccountant left for the office. Movie was downloading, I was busy editing myspace in my 'comfort clothes' and I had just washed my hair which was wet and messy but I didn't care. Then this happened:

HippieAccountant: Girl, you wanna come or not? I'm going to visit my cousin.

YoursTruly: Siapa tu?

HippieAccauntant: My cousin la..They actually asked for you. If your coming.

YoursTruly: =__= Can ask some more if I wanna go..They ask sure must go la. If not rude. *stares back at the screen* When we going?

HippieAccoutant: Now.

Honestly, I think if he knew the world was about to end a month before it happens also... He'll probably let me know only a day before.=__=

So we went to Kajang where he got lost. Then when we went there I nicely introduced myself. Padahal they already knew me. Eek! They kept saying that the last time I came I was short and kept running up and down taking pictures of the whole house. All said I was the cutest thing ever. next time sure become real estate agent.*faints* They also said I was very lucky cause I didn't get the 'short' gene from the Fernandez side of the family. *beams with proud-ness* So then had tea, Uncle Christopher asking me what I wanted to do after SPM. Uncle Christopher is HippieAccountant's cousin, so that makes him my second uncle and his son, Andrew was my second cousin. We also met Angela who's from U.K. She's Uncle Christopher's other cousin but not related to us.(confused yet?) After a while I finally had a Eureka moments of sorts cause I finally remembered being in that house during a bbq, I was with Andrew and I DO remember taking pictures of the house! YAY! Uncle Chris then FORCES us to this malayalam(for those of you who don't know, that's the type of Indian I am) show/play/performance thingy..

Alamak. Here is a girl who can't even SPELL malayalam(only reason I can now is cause I checked the spelling from a book) knows how to say 2 words and vaguely understands it. And I'm suppose to go to a full out malayalam performance?? So fine la..have to go right? Andrew couldn't go cause he had church so Angela and I got to know each other and decided to cling to to each other cause she dah la tak tak tau malay, malayalam lagi la! When I saw that it was from 8 till 11 I almost jatuh pengsan.

The Booklet. The event was in celebration of 'Onam' on Monday.

Had dinner where Aunt Doris(Uncle's Christopher's mum) joined us. Sweet old lady. Then was time for the performance. Earphones were on standby just in case. The verdict? Not half bad la.. Traditional malayalam dances and songs. The worst performance was this guy singing who couldn't sing! I mean, he could la..but not in malayalam. It's harder. And he had to act like a big player and there were 3 girls dancing and dancing all shy shy 'aiya..janganlah bang..' kinda mood. Then this old lady came up and gave him a flower which got me thinking "Why didn't anybody give the lady that sang so chunted-ly just now??" Then they said the old lady was his mom. Ha! Figures. And in the beginning during the speeches, they kept saying how sad it was that the youth today cant speak their own mother tongue and blames the parents. I was nicely laughing and pointing at HippieAccountant..Uncle Chris was in the last performance. He had to row a boat. WAkAKAKa! Then went home, got lost..AGAIN. Went God-knows-where to Puchong which I was fimiliar with.. Then reached home around one-ish, called Michelle R and knocked out.

Here's something very random:

'Burnt Butter' A sinful creation by KittyKat's mummy. Yummy!

AND...

HamSapOldMan Acting Cute and Innocent.

(Aren't I just the evil-est? MUAKS!)

"Get A Free Eraser With Every Purchase Of Mr.Victor!! Only RM9.99!

Aloha kawan-kawan semua! Nothing much to blog about.. except the fact my birthday is smack dab in the middle of trials! NO!! ish I tell you.. PrincessLSM is now officially back. Her dad bought her another N73 the next day. But I what I don't get is why the hell am I blogging about this? It's your job now! Yes, my Honey-chan finally has a blog which consist of 5 lines..FASTER BLOG ALREADY WOMAN!! I'm currently listening to a few bands: Quitedrive, Spoken, Kill Hannah, Boys Like Girls, Melee(nice video! a song that'll make go all 'aww', squishy and warm) Something Corporate(who's lead singer is Jack's Mannequin) The Feeling, The Last Goodnight, The Jonas Bothers, Aly & AJ.. oh and Justice Vs Simian. Alot of people have been going gaga about Paramore who have been around for some time..which is good, cause their a good band.(If you wanna see the acaoustic version, which is awesome-ness, then feel free at TammyWammy's blog I personally love everybody favourite, Misery Business & Hallelujah.(everybody's starting to figure out that I really have NOTHING to blog about) Here's something groovy I found:

www.emoworm-pauline.blogspot.com

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What's Your Blog Wanted For?

Eh wait! I haven't even turned 17 yet!! U mean I'm not allowed in my own blog?! this is very bad..=__=

And Here's My New LITTER BOX.

So first off...I tak kena NS! Yay! but actually, it wouldn't be all that bad if I went. I wasn't super keen on going la but I figured that if I did get then I might as well enjoy it.

My husband kena! Poor boy! He doesn't want to go cause he says that when he comes back everybody will call him bald negro and then I'll leave him..

And Fahmy serenaded me!! Sweet I tell you! SO EMO! Got tears welling up in his eyes some more(and I had to refrain from a laughing so hard)

And wtf. People nowadays got no bloody courtesy or sense at all la! Yesterday TheThree went to celebrate PrincessLSM's birthday. It's sort of tradition.

We watched Rush Hour 3. Hilarious movie. They're an awesome combo those two. Anywho, after some walking around after the movie PrincessLSM wanted to get a shirt for Nick so we went to Radioactive where I saw this nice skirt!(and I also saw this hoodie shirt, cropped jacket and an off shoulder sweater sort of top from PDI I think..I want! Anyone want to buy for my birthday?=D LOL.) Anywho, we were going between two shops when the 1st shitty thing happened. PrincessLSM lost her Mickey wallet that cost her RM109. Thank God she took out her i.c and some of her cash but she lost all her cards, photos, and that blue thing she loves so much. Second WTF. Ok, fine la.. helped her vent out her frustration then we went to eat. Then we had to get on a train to go to sentral.

Third wtf. By right we should be a good example, with it being visit Malaysia year and all that jazz. EVERYBODY was trying to get out and EVRYBODY was trying to get in at the same time. Talk about ganas!! CRAZY BUMS LA THESE PEOPLE! I stood RIGHT behind this really tall pakistani(I'm not sure) guy and it was all fine at first. He stand, I stand, everybody stand. Then suddenly he conveniently moves closer and positions his crotch snugly at my bum. Me tries desperately to move at least an INCH forward but there just wasn't any room! He kept looking at me through the reflection. I knew I couldn't just start yelling at him like a mad old lady. He had an alibi. Even a can of sardin's had more room. this is what I did. And I recommend it to whoever wants to teach a ham sap idiot in a crowded KTM. I pretended to lose my balance and gave him a hard jab somewhere near his kidneys. Lesson learnt. He looked at me in the reflection again and he got the picture. He back away as far as humanly possible. But then went we got off the train to change trains we lost Aljer and almost went to Seremban but as if it was fate the doors opened and we got out and saw Aljer. Phew. Then came next WTF moment. PrincessLSM lost her N73 phone. Someone picked her pocket. WTF. ARGH! Talk about horrible! We suspected it was the guy beside her that we actually thought was cute. ISH!! After a whole lot of cursing, rambling, and VERY LITTLE crying, we went home and all Aljer & I could do was make her laugh abit. I told her my experience with losing my wallet. It fell down the toilet in school and I once lost my phone bacause of SoyaBean.=___=

I felt so bad because we were there to celebrate her birthday! And all this shit happens to her. People can seriously be retarded sometimes. Babe, I'm so sorry this outing ended up this way. I quote Aljer "May this retard ever celebrate Father's Day" He really says the darnest things huh?

And to everyone who's wondering who's this smartie person spamming my cbox...He won't let me tell you. =__=(like they care about who spams my cbox!) He wants you to guess so if there are people out there who are bored to the point their eye balls are dry..then feel free. wtf.

9/8/2007

Hello all. Now I know I probably sound like a broken record when I say this but I truly and honestly thank the Lord for Lee Sher-Maine. Or Honey-Chan as she's more affectionately known(SENPAI!)

Most of my life is spent in school where you go through all kinds of drama. Some big, some small, some melodramatic, some as mundane as watching snails race. But recently it's hit me that alot of this drama are between friends. In my class, someone is being bitchy with someone. If your friends don't like your attitude, your gonna be the last to know about it. They'll just suddenly decide to be bloody cold to you and although you know that something's wrong, you still have to be thick skin and take it. And these from people who are suppose to be your closest friends. This happened to one of my classmates. So whenever I remember this, all I want to do is give Sher-Maine the biggest hug ever cause we aren't that way. We would never do that to each other, never be that shallow. Of course we argue and sometimes it takes awhile to get our heads clear but what I love about our friendship is that we're 110% honest with each other. If I don't like what you just did or said, I'm gonna tell you. No holding back. If we fight, we slug it out(with words thankyouverymuch) but at the end of everything, we've settled it and the next minute we're laughing our guts out about God-knows-what. And when we fight, it's me and her. No one else butts in, we don't go sobbing to others. Cause honestly, who do you run to talk to when the person your fighting with IS the person you run to?

Lee Sher-Maine and I are like Ying&Yang and I love that. I used to be so uptight and seemed uncomfortable in my own skin. Heaven forbid I laugh too loud, or make a horny joke. But now that's all different. I absolutely LOVE it when we have those loooog, 1 minute serious, 1 minute dumb, back to serious then back to dumb conversations about the weirdest topics. People say that I jaga her..So what if I do? It's the Mori&Honey Chan relationship. And like that relationship, she's just as capable of taking care of herself. She just chooses not to. LOL. We get the biggest laugh when someone says something horny in front of us and gets all shy cause they think we'll judge them. We always prove them wrong when we start yapping about sex and all its..traits. Sher-Maine says I took away her innocence when I got her to watch American Pie.*McDonald's or home made?* In class, we laugh too loud, we're a couple of dorks with weird habits. I'm her personal mirror.

This girl is cute, friendly, cerewet, hyper, LOUD, vain, flirty, fun, KU-KU, childish, BLUR,adorable, more mature than she lets on, hates PDA, needs to be in the know about everything and nothing. She's a picky monkey. Doesn't eat cake except SecretRecipe's Tiramisu, no chocolates for her thankyouverymuch. Only candy she'll put in her mouth without giving it a full interrogation is M&M's and Smarties. If she could take one thing with her on a desert island it would be her Doraemon collection(and her hp, for the camera rather than the fact it could get her out of that place) Won't watch horror movies even if you paid her a million bucks, won't eat veggies. She's created weird phrases, sounds and nicknames that we use on a daily basis.

We've developed a whole range of habits and quirks that revolve around the two of us. She thought me how to flirt(=_______=) and I thought her how to read people. She thought me to be a ku-ku case and I thought her to be a little more patient. I may have spent around 100 buck for her birthday, but it was worth it. Thanks Aadzim & Aljer, SookTeng, ChooiYin, OoiYee for all the help.Here are some pictures dedicated to the one and only: Princess Honey Chan..

She loves Mickey..

You Cookie Monster, I Elmo.

Lee Sher-Maine, despite all the ku-ku 'leaks' in your surprise, it turned out alright didn't it? All I have to say is Honey-Chan, you really are...

ONE HELL OF A GIRL. HAPPY BIRTHDAY. LOVE YOU.

Love,

Mori-Chan.

Waiting.

If that's true then answer me this. Why are we waiting? Who or what are we waiting for?
Everyday we see her. At the cafe by the bus stop, every morning. A beautiful lady with deep hazel eyes that sparkles, brown hair that shines in the sun, and soft features. She comes in, orders the same drink. sits in the same seat. The booth by the window. She reads a book, passing the time. At exactly 9 o'clock, she looks out the window. Like clock work she starts her ritual. She starts playing with her hands. A knowing smile plays on her lips as she looks out..Looking, searching, waiting. But for what? Or for whom? Poeple say she's been doing this for two years now. That she's keeping a promise. A promise to wait. Some have tried guessing. Lover, husband, best friend, family. Some have tried asking. But all she does is smile and say "someone very dear to me." People have said she's crazy. That she waiting for nothing but air. But I believe her. I believe she waiting for someone. And I wish I could be like her. To have the patience to wait all those years. To sacrifice all that just to keep a promise. One day I'll sit with her. Sit with her, drink coffee, talk and wait with her...Waiting can get lonely sometimes.

A Broken Fairy Tale(Part 2)

They were from 2 different worlds. she knew that and she knew to keep her distance. But soon all her thoughts were filed with visions of his eyes, screaming with whirl wind like emotions. Wanting to be saved. One day she left her home that had become a war path, just to end up in another war zone. School. At home, her parents kept screaming at each other.When they were done with that, they would start on her. She didn't care, she rather take the hit than subject her precious little brother to those monster's rage. At school, everybody was whispering... whispering about her. Mostly lies, very little truths. She was being painted as something she wasn't and that hurt her more than she allowed herself to believe. Finally she couldn't stand it anymore. She had to get out of there so she ran. Ran out of school, past all the whisperer's. She could hear voices behind her.Telling her to stop, trying to catch her. But If there's one thing she was good at, it was running away. She had created a scene but she didn't care. She wasn't going back. That night, she went for her meeting of 'lost souls.' She loved it there.Everything goes away. It was just her, people like her(or so she thought) and music to drown out the problems. She heads to the middle of the dance floor and enters a trance. A rush goes through her. She felt like nothing could touch her now. She kept her eyes closed in hopes reality would leave her alone. Then she felt someone watching. She opened her eyes and frantically searched the room. Through the light, past the others dancing.. she saw him. The Prince, watching her. Even when she caught him looking, he didn't look away. He just kept staring at her with a look no words could describe. She felt nervous, uneasy,vulnerable. Like he was looking right past everything. Past all the drama and lies that school was spreading. He seemed to be looking at her. Just her. What was he doing here? His kind didn't belong here! She started walking away. Headed for the door. Suddenly she felt someone hold onto her, Someone held her so close she could feel the warmth of their skin against her shoulders. Then suddenly that someone whispered into her hair "Stop running.You don't have to." She turned and saw him with those deep brown eyes that reflected hers so much that it scared her. Who was this guy? What was he doing here? She has so many questions coursing through her. But the loudest question that kept ringing in her heart was.. What did he want with her?

I admit that part 1 wasn't all it was cracked up to be. I didn't really go through any thought process with that one. This is so-so only but i promised a continuation so here it is. *smiles*

KANTOI

Kantoi. It basically means to get busted for something. And I did. Big time.(ok, so maybe I'm over exaggerating to make this story more interesting) See it all started with me. I have been bringing my phone to school cause I need to be taking pictures for my class punya senior page.(and also to use my hand phone's other wonderful delights la) But but but, today was different from the rest. Today, AdzleyCute needed to use my hp to message someone and his hp was going haywire. So I gave him my hp and changed the SIM. Then he was messing around with it during maths la and out of now where teacher is like right in front of him and he takes my hp. I was nicely, innocently, blurly doing my cross word puzzle and when I looked up teacher was holding my phone. Teacher tells me to go collect later from Mr. Victor. Aiyo... Now, Don't get me wrong, I wasn't scared of En. Rahman, even less so with Victor but I just didn't want my aunt to find out. My dad know I got no hal.. just my aunt will give me that 'oh, you've disgraced the family look and once she knows everyone will know and it'll be hot topic during the Sunday visits.(even if it wasn't my fault) I mean, I've known Victor for ages. I used to call him uncle and tease him every time he dyed his hair(i called him old man) =_=

Adzley then says that if it goes to Victor he'll talk cause it's he's fault kena kantoi. He tried asking back from Rahman but in vain. Fine la, go see Victor. So, Adzley,Kat and myself go see Victor but had to wait. Then Rahman with his blur face ask what their doing here. Adzley say la wanna help me but teacher was like,this considered ponteng already. go back. wtf. Making so big kecoh for this thing when we know Victor's gonna give it back anyway! So I go in, chin up. Start ranting and explaining. Saying that no one in our bloody class bring cam so I terpaksa. That I brought my hp for no other reason other than to take pictures and nothing else. That Adzley needed to use my hp to msg his mom and that I didn't know he was using the darn hp during maths. That it's Adzley's SIM in there. Then he asks me to go to the videos to see if got any porn. =__________________=''(girls hp la wei. Apa porn pulak??)
And this part was just hilarious. The 1st video was of Taufiq and Fahmy making a total fool of themselves. Making weird faces and sounds. Second video is of Wei Leong 'kissing' Fahmy. While watching this Victor ask if this was taken in class and I JUST said I used the hp for taking pics only so to provent more kantoi-ing I spewed some nonsense about making VideoMemories for my class. The third video was the shuffler we saw at Wet&Wild that was shuffling in front of the speakers. He was on drugs. We saw him sniffing. So the after all this, Victor said that cause he knows me and that I won't do nonsense and this is technically Adzley's fault he'll go easy on me. He told me to take out Adzley's SIM, and pick up my hp after class. He then told me to tell Adzley that my hp got confiscated and if anyone asks how I got my hp back, say my daddy came and collect. He wanted to make Adzley feel guilty as hell and he didn't want the other students to know he pilih kasih cause he knows me. So here I was worried that because I know him I would kena kantoi but it's BECAUSE I know him I TAK kena kantoi. Whee! So went out, Adzley & Kat were waiting outside, told them the TRUTH and collected my hp after school. Kao tim. Went back to class and made a scene, saying I had to wait a month to get it back(cause that's the rule actually) Then I told them the truth. Sorry guys! Too good of a joke to pass up la!

In other news, today something happened that I never thought would happen to us. Someone stole our nasi lemak. I mean, I've heard about it la, happens daily but I was just so shocked that it actually happened to us. I was amused, PrincessLSM was furious. She said from now on she's gonna post a note on her nasi lemak which reads:

"Dear, who ever is planning to steal my nasi lemak,
I already SPIT KAH-TUI! in my nasi lemak, so if you still wanna steal it, enjoy my spit."

I know la the nasi lemak from that old couple damn chun but must steal meh? Got nothing better to do kah? Poor LSM brought a whole hard boiled egg to school cause she thought she could enjoy it with her nasi lemak. She ended up eating it just like that. Kelakar la my school. Kelakar la my life.