LONG Overdue.

2009 came and went. It's a brand new day, brand new year. More storms and bright shiny days. to come. And I can't wait.

In rewind:
Thinking back to 2008 and realising how much has happened since then and 2009 is mind blowing. Did all that really happen only within a year?

New weirdo's to call my friends. And reconnecting with old ones.
I've been fortunate enough to meet a plethora of wonderful characters. I still can't wrap my head around the fact that its only been less than a year since I met Tanith. My 1st impression of her wasn't a good one, I thought she didn't much care for me but how did that change. Through this tall, big feet British Malay I got the pleasure of meeting and becoming close friends with Kirstie(Fernando), Rekha, Shoba, and so many more of her random friends. With them I had many late night adventures and found new concert buddies.

2009 also allowed me to meet Amanda Anne Felix, Divanesh Chandra, Preveent and Nadia. We banded together to make Tiki Night and have been friends ever since. I who originally thought Diva and Manda were older than me was surprised to know they were in fact lepas SPM. They make me smile daily and although Diva can be loud and well, Diva-ish at times, his still one of kind. Through this loud bloody Indian and my little bimbo, I met Roshini and Vidya and Suhaib and Sandra. Roshini will never fail to make adorable remarks which never fail to warm you heart. Geourgues Vidya and her smart wit. And because of them I can now proudly say yes, I do have Indian friends! From Klang even! (Doesn't make me any less racist though lol)

I rekindled some flamed friendships and through those I got even more new friends. Jilly. She's matured and changed thank God. Still needs a knock on the head now and again but who doesn't. Through her I met Aaron Jay. Haha, just thinking of him makes me giggle. His pranks, his cheeky glint in his eyes, his straight serious face when telling the most unbelievable of stories and the kinship I feel with him, both of us coming from bizarrely similar family backgrounds.

Amer. My form 3 class mate. Always late, always sleeping, always eating. I was thrown into a class I hated in from 3 and that skinny idiot made it bearable, just by snoring slightly beside me everyday. My English and Science teacher used to call him Sleeping Beauty. If I had finished my English and science work fast I would just do his as well if I was that bored. Our teacher would look, know my handwriting and I'd just say "Miss, even if he was awake he's still copy my work so no difference haha." She's say I have a point and we both would let him continue sleeping.
Atiqah. Met her during basketball and became I became fast friends with this senior of mine as we both came uber early and was my nasi lemak buddy. I haven't seen either of them for almost 2 years and hanging out with them was a WONDERFUL breath of fresh air. The late nights I've been spending with them, the 3 of us making mini adventures of our own in that one month will never be forgotten.

I randomly started a conversation with Caleb Khew one day and we've been friends ever since. With, sarcasm, bloody cheap idiot but is an excellent driver when there's free fast food and awesome possum taste in music. There are still some people who cannot believe I'm somewhat close to him since his such a stonner. What the heck do you guys have in common/what do you guys talk about are the usual questions when I tell them I was watching a movie or had dinner with that unholy bum. He calls me home wrecker/google maps/ googlemapshomewrecker/ love guru and drives me up the wall sometimes, but his lovable in his own annoying way.

Fresh Starts. New Adventures.
Aljer found someone who drives him mad in a good and bad way. He thinks I don't really approve but I do and my concern isn't about Alan's past or indesgrecions; I couldn't be bothered as long as he treats Aljer-kins proper.

Many firsts. I rode on an elephant, fed it, pet a sheep, came face to face with a wild monkey who decided to say hi, started learning to wear makeup, started my long overdue return to Catholic church (I'm still a protestant, but I've always missed the awe and little girl comfort and safety mass used to give me) became more vocal about my political, social, and religious views, all of which have been churning in my head, waiting to come out and be heard.

Survived by myself. Dad went home to Sabah and although I miss him everyday it comforts me to know that his happy and I'm proud of myself for holding down the fort all on my own despite certain unfortunate mishaps.

I got robbed. Came home to a buglar in my house who was more scared than I was. I wasn't scared, I was pissed. I was furious of the idea a random stranger going through my stuff. I thank God I knew self defense, that he didn't take anything, that he didn't have a knife, that he didn't leave any permanant damage; on my home or me.

What I'm most proud of? I've become less tolerant to bullshit. I took actions to get rid of the bad rubbish in my life. I'm tougher but still me. My faith in people not lost, but harder to earn or rather keep. The idea of losing friendships (as precious as it might have been) does not pain me anymore if it is for the best. I go out of my way for people or situations that deserve it. I choose my battles, my comrades, and my choices more wisely now.

Thank you Lord, for bringing the storm. You said I would weather it well, and that I would come out of it strong and renewed and I have. With you beside me to guide me, I am now able to face the next wave. I have truly been blessed within the good and the bad of this year. Thank you for this year Lord, it's been a blast.

Assume Not.

Do not assume to teach me the ways of the world, for I know more of its ways that you assume to. You shall advise, teach, but do not assume you are teaching an insolent child, for that I am not. Do not mistake my anger for a spoilt child's outbreak, for that will only enrage me more, making my loathing grow. My anger should be taken seriously, even though it is unlike yours. I may be fairer in years, but do not shun my experience, the events that have made up my life thus far.
Have you seen what my eyes have seen? Have you heard the sounds I have heard, both beautifully haunting and terrifying? Have you tasted what my lips, my tongue have? The sinfully sweet and horribly bitter? Have your hands touched the skin of the men, women and children I have? Have the same scents I have smelt caressed your nose as well?

I doubt it has, I doubt you know about any of it. The same can be said about myself in your shoes. But I do not assume to know your world, to know more than you. All I ask is for that same respect which I have given you, that of which you have failed to cherish or share.

So I say this. Do not assume you can teach someone about something they already know. Do not assume you know more about the world, for I shall surely rebuke you.

There is not right or wrong in our interpretation of the world and its ways.

Long overdue, cut short.

Okay so a big huge mush THANK YOU to all those of you who came through for me these past week or so. YOU GUYS ROCK MY SOCKS!

For those of you who didn't know, I recently came home to a thief who attempted to rob and attack me. He didn't get to do either thankfully cause in the end other than raiding my fridge, he didn't have time to steal anything (got time to eat no time to steal lol) cause I came home when I did and he tried running away whereby he tried attacking me but self defense classes paid off so he didn't nail his punches and ran. I am also now homeless cause my family will not let me live in my own home and I am now crashing at Maxxie's house.

Updates you say? Well now let's see.

1. I made a new (well, somewhat) friend! Her name be Amanda, she be amazing. (pic below).
   
2. Kishy-kins is officially an adult! 21 baby!
3. I'm the new, somewhat reluctant president of Rotaract.
4. My 19th! It was awesome! Spent the eve of with Mel & Tanith at an Arabian place, the day of with Manda and her family, and the night of with AbgBesar, Aljer, their boyfriends and Honey-chan. (pics below)
5. Pahang Trip. Met cute German guy, played with sheep and an assortment of animals and got bruised and battered from 4 wheel drive jungle trekking. Also got elbowed in the face by Honey but it way all good, it was worth it! (pics below)
6. Indian Cultural Night. Indians and drama go hand in hand. (pics below)
7. MTV World Stage. (pics below)
   

In regards to update number 3, I also decided to drop a bombshell and announce my new Vice. I know there is going to be a lot of people who are not going to be happy with my decision, some have already voiced it out to others but at this point, with the amount of work I have to do to fix this club, I can't afford to take care of other's feeling. I'm trying to ensure what's best for the club and this is what I believe is best. I need someone who I have faith can do work and pull through the stress. I know some might think it was a rash decision made in the spur of the moment, but that isn't the case. I've put plenty of thought into this and like I said yesterday, if you have a problem or questions about it come see me and I'll do my best to ease any worries you might have regarding this. You all said I can do this and you all have my back so this is my 1st act as president, so support me now, you didn't doubt I could be president, don't doubt me now.


Manda!

my 19th! (yes I sticker censored my boobies)

Pahang madness.


Indian Cultural Night. Spot the new Vice.

World stage, Hoobastank *faints*

Dude, You're Such A Girl.

Dude, I can swear I've never had a bad word against you(and the only shit I've had against you I told you about it to your face so dare you say otherwise) so my question is, after months of silence, you out of nowhere come and attack me with rumours and decide to be all close and cuddly with someone who YOU hated with the fury of hades.. you sakit mane?

Even she thinks you are behaving like a girl. And I couldn't agree more. You suddenly decide to hate me for no valid reason(PMS) and then go gossip worse than aunties, then decide it's your civic duty to 'warn' people that I'm the spawn of satan and I'm gonna murder all of them in their sleep, spread rumours which are so far from true that they fucking probably originated from Timbuktu, get involved in matters that have NOTHING TO DO WITH YOU, bitch about me some more to another bitch, act all friendly with me to my face and bitch two seconds later.. You're more of a girl than I am wei. Congratulations.

I'd suggest a sex change but I don't want my friend to become a lesbian cause she's dating you.

I'm not angry, I'm just confused why you PMS and take it out on me. But yea my advice to you is this: get your fact straight before you bitch so YOU don't look like a fool, you not happy with me you fucking come talk to me properly like a normal adult(since you claim to be one) and stop putting women folk to shame, we got the drama shit down already.

Hello. Went to cousin's place today. Had a durian and cempedak FEAST. Played with my adorable niece and nephew. Did four winnie the pooh puzzles 5 times over. Took my 'boyfriend' for a walk. Now stuck on marketing assignment.





There was still SO many left that we hadn't opened yet.

The man behind the fruits

He loves the mangosteens

Even the doggies wanted in on the action.

Mori, Honey & Shopping.

My dinner.

This is going to be a very high school girly 'OMG' post so bear with me ya? This past week or so I've spending more time with my bestie, Honey. Why is that so special? Cause we haven't seen each other in awhile and we're a little back dated on each other's lives. We're total opposites, but its amazing that no matter how long we haven't seen each other, when we do, everything just falls into place, as if we just saw each other yesterday. She knows my habits, I know hers. She knows my likes and dislikes, and I know hers. She doesn't force me to divulge anything I don't want to, she knows my views on certain things like i love you's cause she feels the same way. She doesn't need a ku-ku case dictionary, she's the freaking author. The one who deciphers me best, facial expressions and intonations and all. And now the fact we're besties has been proven further. How? Well, she's a Vincci fan and she was itching to get a pair which she fell in love with. And she did get them. But guess what? So did I. Hers is gold, mine is silver. Just like us, totally different, but match perfectly.

Haha! this fits us so well cause back in high school she would always complain how she wanted bigger boobies and I wanted smaller ones (I almost cried when I went from B to C ok) And she would randomly karate chop my non-existant longkang between my boobies, especially during P.E and I was so used to it I stopped trying to stop her and act like biasa only and people would stare at us weirdly like wtf. Haha! ahh.. good times..



The shoes mentioned above. *slurp*


Oh, and me got me new shades too!


The girl who thought me how to ham it up for the camera.




Haha, and I ruin her moment lol.

My very own china doll. Love you babe. And you know I mean it.

Boogaloo.

Hola. So yesterday I had an interesting conversation with my favourite little goth that went something like this:

*Sasha tries calling me. I cancel the call and proceed to text her*
YoursTruly: I'm in class. What's up? Are you okay?
Sasha: Yes, I'm fine, I know this is gonna sound weird to you but I had a VERY disturbing dream last night in where I read you obituary! You died.

So apparently, according to my obituary, I died from murder. I was shot in the head from a crazy ex-boyfriend in one of those 'If I can't have you, nobody can!' situations. Nice to know I'm shoo special lol wtf. It must have been one hell of a long obituary. A long winded obituary for a long winded person, how apt.

Honestly, I'm rather.. disappointed. I mean, I always thought if I was going to get murdered, it would be in the same way I myself would kill. Something slow, gruesome, torturous and messy. Being shot in the head is too easy, you die way too fast and hardly enough blood. But ah well, dreamers can't be choosers I guess.

How would you choose to get murdered? Any preferences?

Yes, I'm twisted, sadistic and morbid. Blame fairy tales dude, its what made me this way.

YoursTruly just came home from watching Transformers. It be awesome! Jetfire was a funny old geezer and bumblebee is just too adorable. I was lucky to have a manic fan sitting beside me (Max) which just made the experience all the more fun, minus the random fist bumps. There was one point where I didn't like a certain angle of a certain scene and that made me smile thinking "that's the future broadcaster in me talking wheee!"


Especially dedicated to Caleb and his reverence for the H of S.H.E.

HEBE IS PRWEETY.

Happy mister? =)

The Ku-ku Case Dictionary(translations provided)

• What Ku-ku?! = What nonsense you talking about?

• Mampus aku. = I'm a dead duck.

• kau giler ke?! = are you mentally disturbed?

• Siou kah??!! = Are you mentally disturbed chinese version

• Whack you upside down! = I shall turn you on your head and administer a beating.

• yao mou gao cuo ah = dude, you serious??

• Oh mak kau babi hutan pukimak sial = Comes out when ku-ku case melatar's.

• Babi hutan = You is a wild boar.

• Dude = Dude.

• Alrighty! = Yes, ok.

• Awesome Possum! = that possum is so awesome.

• Betui? = Betul kan?

• If you say so. = Only said if Ku-ku casee is pissed off/merajuking/ whatever dude.

Thank you for spending time reading this brief but insightful.. whatever this is. Kaythanksyoubyemuax.

Tiki Tiki.

There was joy, laughter, arguments, drama, scandals, pranks, deadlines, happy faces, not-so happy faces, and an all out rocking session. No, I'm not talking about a new reality tv show, I'm talking about Orientation Night for the June session 2009 hosted by the Rotaract Club. It's finally over and all of us can breathe a sigh of relief. Adrian and Adel did a fantastic job, kudos to them. I just hope I didn't disappoint Adrian as his second in command. I knew I could have definitely done better, and there are moments where I let my irritation for someone and stress of the whole situation get the better of me but hopefully I made up for it. All in all it was a good night, sponsors were happy and so were we. Reza Salleh and Black Light Banquet(Yes, I remember your bands name) were awesome possum of course we could have planned a more rocking event but I think all in all, with the time limit and challenges we had, I think we did ok. You could definitely see the amount of relief in everyone's faces once everything was done and you could feel it in the way all of us were letting loose and joking around during the after party. Haha, the after party was cool. Mindy is such an Indian and conspiracy was born at that table. To the entire committee, awesome job guys. Thank you so much for putting in your time, effort, blood and sweat. Now, the shaping of the new Rotaract.

Oh, last week a few of us had an impromptu old mates gathering with a few of my high school mates. It was nice, it was fun. I liked Adrian's tie. Ate at Ole' Ole' Bali and then minus a few of them, we had a mamak session in usj 1. Oh and I created a new trend. At a red traffic light, whip out you camera, roll down the window, and take picture of the other car of friends, subsequently blinding the rest of the road with you shocking flash. Yes, I'm a trend setter. Pictures pictures.

Omg I miss her so so so much.

With 2 awesome possum dudes.

While waiting for convoy car no. 3

Reunion.

Too Much, Too Soon, Too Fast.

It was a game. A simple game among those who knew each other for years, for a month, or didn't know each other at all. But that made the game more dangerous, more exciting. Secrets revealed, the answers to questions you may never find out otherwise. The game was simple enough. It was called S&P. One had to say a word and the next person had to say another word that related but no words that starts with the letter S or P. Penalty was to answer to a question. A truth.

They started the game. They were sitting beside each other. a girl and a boy. The girl, someone who was breathing. Breathing new air after ending a relationship with someone that was well, rather amazing. But alas, circumstances. She had put a lot of heart and even some soul into that relationship, learning to do the impossible for her.. Trusting without her guards up. But that trust was taken away from her and now here she was, putting on convincing fronts. Healing from the rage of losing it, and mourning the loss of him.

Then there was the boy. A boy who has had feelings for the girl for a long time. Feelings that at moments in time, were returned, albeit briefly. It had only been a week since the said break up, and it was rather bittersweet for him. Watching her cry and mourn, knowing how much she wanted to make that relationship with the other boy work made his heart hurt. He didn't like seeing her unhappy, and losing him was making her unhappy. But then again, he has said, confessed to her that he would wait, wait for this day to come so that he can finally make her his, and that day has finally come. She knew how he felt for her. She just needed to heal and he was already waiting, what was a little longer. And he knew how fragile she was. She's was close to being his and they would both be happy, he knew it. But for now, they were still friends. For now.

The boy got a penalty. Everyone was laughing, smiling eagerly as they thought of the perfect question to ask this boy they were meeting for the first time. Finally it came, from one of the girl's close friends. "How do you really feel about the girl?"

He answered "Honestly? Well, I'm not gonna lie, I'm madly in love with this girl. Have been for a long time. And I understand why whats-his-face would want to find a way to keep her, she's a gem, but I wouldn't lie to her for eight months to do it. I'd never lie to her."

Around her, her friends were going "aww!" and waxing poetic on how poetic it was. But not her. Her smile dropped, she became quiet. Later that night she shouted at her friend who asked that question, saying it was out of line for him to do so. He didn't see how she could be upset, that she should be happy. But she wasn't. She was freaked out. She felt like she was on a plank and her friends were pushing her closer and closer to the edge. This was getting out of hand. She knew the boy was a good guy, that she would be happy with him. But isn't it her choice who she dates? Is it wrong that she wants to enjoy her newly found freedom? She knew he was waiting and she felt bad for him, but she had told him time and time again not to. She didn't want him to. She wanted everything to stop. The waiting, the constant teasing from friends, how barely even a week into her breakup, there they are calling him her future boyfriend. Yes they were close, and yes they sometimes behaved as a couple would but she knew she had to give him commitment, that he deserves it but that was something she could not give him or anyone for awhile. It was all spinning around her. It was too fast too soon and she felt like she was being tossed into a whirlpool. She felt sorry for doing this to the boy, felt like crap for hurting him. But she had to get out. Too much, too fast, too soon.

The boy looked at his phone for the millionth time. No messages from the girl. It's been that way for about a week now. Since that night. He knew she was fragile and now he had scared her away. He forced too much on her, too fast, too soon. He felt like such an idiot, because after all those months of waiting, in one night, in one sentence, he got impatient and restless. And now he had lost her. The boy looked at his phone again knowing it was not going to ring.

Slow down. For both our sakes.

Who Knew Sin Tasted This Heavenly?

Quick update. HippieAccountant is officially more happening than YoursTruly is. He went to Vietnam leaving me to my own vices. Which means cooking up a storm, cleaning the place spotless(Aiyo why do I sound like such a housewife!) and perfecting my plans to take over the Hollywood movie industry.

On Saturday Bryan had his "Sinfully Delicious" themed house warming party. You know what that means? It means a WHOLE party FULL of goodies galore! We had bite sized portions of things like steak and Shepard's pie and stuff but the rest.. I've never seen so many chocolates, cakes, and all kinds of deserts in my life. PURE SIN. I loved the atmosphere of it all. The party was being held on the roof of his condo and I went earlier during the day to help him out with putting up the decorations and just running errands. Wine and deserts. Enough said. Company was cool too minus a few wet blankets(read:Andrew) Funny event of the night was that one of his friends(who was drunk mind you) tried to 'officialise' his bedroom. Bryan and I were bringing up more wine glasses when we heard noises haha. After the party was over and most of the guest except the close friends had left, we went down to his place and had a second round of drinking, talking and laughing till the cows came home. It was a joke of the night that everybody looked like they just had the orgasm of their lives and everybody kept moaning that people were going to start to think that we were having some sort of orgy going on. A whole night of deserts, wine and laughs.. mmm..

Pictures will be up soon. I didn't take any cause HippieAccountant took my baby to Vietnam but I'll get them from a friend of his who was snapping away the whole night. Toodles.

Forget.

Shake your head, move your feet, sway your hips, stomp your feet. Jump. Do not care ab0ut what's playing, the melody, fast or slow, just move. Let the beat vibrate your bones, seep into your skin, soak you in its sin. Let it take you high, let it become your high. Feel its roar in your ears, but its whisper in your thoughts. Forget those around you. Lose yourself in its touch. His not touching you, it is. Feel its breath down your neck, feel your flesh get warmer. Delight in the goosebumps it gives you. Feel its nail rake across your skin, tantalising. Let it give you the tingles you crave. For a night, no one knows. You are surrounded by bodies. Bodies who do not know you. Bodies who can't judge you. You are not you for a night. You can't cry anymore, can't scream any louder. So let it go this way. Let it take it away for you. Even for a moment. Forget. Lose yourself. Risk it. Numb yourself. Block it all out.



What is this? I have no clue either. It was in parchments in my head, I merely organised them. Make of it what you will.

These Days.

Yes, I truly am the most useless blogger ever. So here goes with the updates.

How was my holidays? Awesome possum! I started it off by going to Penang. Stayed 3 days, 2 nights. That's where I became fast friends with Navin a.k.a Bear in the Big Blue House. I've also been taking heavy dosages of clubbing(throughout the holidays, not in Penang) which is unlike me but hey, it's the holidays so whatever. Helo Bali may not be all that awesome club wise, but it does play awesome music. No drinking required to get your feet out on that dance floor. Then I attended the MMU Prom 09' at Sunway Resort. I was AbgBesar's date for the night. Although I looked like a lost little lamb who knew no one, but it was not bad, seriously. I just hope I wasn't a lousy date. But on the plus side, I got to see Honey-Chan again who I missed very the much.

This rock formation island thing which reminds us of those big monsters from Ultraman.

My date.

Besties Reunited.

After that I went to Sabah which was FANTASTIC. I went to Manukan island where the water was just amazingly crystal clear. We went snorkeling, didn't even realise we swam so far. And guess what? I freaking kissed a blowfish! It was SHOOOO cute!! We even got our hands on that gamat(sea cucumber) thing which was all slimy, poor Nicole had to hold on to it, and frankly it looks like a penis. And it was so geli to have the fishes all SWARMING around you when they sense the food. Delightful, but also somewhat geli. I literally FOUND NEMO! I also had the most awesome seafood dinner ever and I although my grandfather did try to hook me up with a distant cousin again, I managed to give him the slip. So yea, I ain't going to be marrying my cousin(distant or otherwise) anytime soon.





Almost a day after coming back, Melissa, Jilly, Navin and I travelled up to Genting(it being Mel's 1st time) and spent a day trying out the rides, getting soaking wet and freezing our tails off. Navin has found my most ticklish spot and plans to have fun torturing me.


Bear in the big blue hou..oops, I mean Bear in the Big Green Elephant!

Yumm.. My hair looks so good..



Yes, I show the fang!*cringes*

Dammit! Why can't my hair always look like this?!

I don't think I've rested all that much during this supposedly relaxing holiday but hey, I had fun. I did things I haven't done before and made quite a few friends along the way. Pretty awesome way to start the new semester don't you think?

The rest of the pictures can be found on Facebook here.

I can't wait for Senpai to come home! I would count the days, but I won't since he won't tell me when exactly his coming back grrr. I think the strain of not seeing him and just not being able to hold him for all this time is finally getting to me and as a result I'm becoming impatient for his return.

Maybe this semester I'll be more prepared for the storms to come, since I know their closing in. I handled the waves, bring on the storm. I know You will be there, waiting for me in the eye of the storm. You ARE the eye of the storm. That one place of comfort in the center of all the chaos. I thirst for You. I seek Your comfort. I know You're there waiting for me, and by my side in the meantime.

Eventful Weeks.

Events & Happening. Banyak yang berlaku, tapi malas saya nak berkata-kata. I'll let the pictures speak for themselves. Inilah sedikit sebanyak yang berlaku dalam beberapa minggu yang telah berlalu.

Getting featured in KLUE Magazine.

Ramesh's sister's wedding/First time in a sari/drinking session.

Jason Mraz Concert.

Raj/Grandaddy's Birthday @ Rock Cafe