To the Land Down Under

So how high can the Kite fly?
Will it take me beyond what people call the Sky?
The plane says He can do better,
I'll just have to trust the latter!


Heading off to the land of nougats,
kangaroos and sleepy-eyed koalas,
Methinks I am lucky indeed,
for a go on an impromptu trip.


(Smiley Face)

Mood:
HAPPILY...
Dreaming of things that go Boo,
Down under.

What now that Its done?

Kiss me and Smile for me,
hold me like you'll never let me go,
cause I'm leavin on a jetplane,
don't know when I'll be back again.

(Can't get these lyrics out of my head)

Blind in a room full of Lights

I thank my dear friends- Clint, Ronald and Daniel for shedding some light on the workings of the brain of a blundering black hole on legs.


(please tell me you sense my sarcasm- Or I am out of touch- Blundering black hole on legs refers to MEN)


I do not kid about the 'black hole on legs' tag, they are really bottomless. I was given prime seat tickets to watch them unleash their appetite upon food yesterday and I am forever scarred.


Bear in mind that this comes from a girl with 2 brothers. My brothers already eat like pigs. My guy-friends eat like ...a black hole. I swear the food they ingest does not need digestion. It just disappears! Which makes them hungry once again, then they go on to ingest more food- which then disappears. -_- while I have to watch my calorie intake to maintain a slim figure.


Bah. Have they really gotten the better end of the bargain?


Anyway, while deploying certain facts about Women's Logic (what we women thinks makes sense but sounds like complete crap to the other sex), they kindly shared the habitual reactions of the 'black hole' species.


Thanks guys, now I know when to pinch a future boyfriend of mine.


I can't remember what I was trying to make them understand but all 3 of them gladly exhibited the 3 Habitual Reaction of Men to Women's Logic.

One, The "I Don't Give A Damn about what you're talking" reaction

A quintessential favorite of the opposite species. They will give you their best "I am pretending to listen" face while nodding at the sound of intonation in your voice. However, despite their concerned exterior, they may be thinking about where to eat their next meal or bemoan the fact that Jessica Alba is now impregnated.



Two, The "I don't know what you're talking about but I will pretend to know" reaction

Now, this is a more honest reaction from more gentleman-ly guys. They can't really get the drift of what you're saying or what you're trying to make them understand but they will fake their knowledge! They will sincerely try to continue the conversation or add certain bits and pieces that they think will make them appear knowledgeable. Its a bit like a poker player- he has to try his luck at faking that he knows what you are talking about.



The "I am really, really trying to understand what you are saying" reaction

Ah! This species is very rare. Once found, please do key their HP number as an emergency dial because at least they are really, truly HONEST! They have totally no idea of what bullshit you're sprouting or whether you're just emo due to hormones but they really take the trouble of asking you to repeat yourself and explain the whole theory to them in 'simpler' terms. At least there is still hope for the Black-Holes with this small portion of their species being kindly, understanding listeners who truly appreciate women's input...or maybe they are just being nice to girls because their mother/ sister told them to.


I am not sure whether the book entitled "Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus' actually has nice, straightforward, helpful advice as the above. I have never ventured near that book nor am I planning to in the near future.


First hand experience and going straight to the source is more potent and effective.


In all actuality, it just tells you- Opposites attract. Simple law of attraction basics.


And if you want to yak on about Women's Logic? Please find a female friend. Likewise to a guy- If you want to bullshit? Find your buddy.

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(salivates)


Catherine Hardwick has just made my day...erm... night!


Another fantastic mind-numbing teaser trailer for Twilight!


I hate it when they call it teaser trailer. Hmph. It whets my appetite even more.


Enjoy... and be dazzled (the most over-used phrase among Twilight fans).

Side note:
Is there really such a thing called-
Sincere bullshit? Or is it just an oxymoron?

Mood:
In touch with my Girly Side

:)

Its a smiley face today! (happy happy happy) Finally! A flippancy of joy after a long week of moodiness... and no, I am quite sure that this moodiness is not associated to PMS. I counted!


So what is the reason for this sudden bout of happiness?


One word- Hellboy!


Right, in all actuality I am not really a fan of that big, red, bad-ass dude with the nicotine and romantic liasion problem. However, I am very much a fan of the director- Guillermo Del Toro, who takes fantasy to a whole new level! I am really a true blue fan of fiction and fantasy (shifty eyes) although I do think that I am quite able to differentiate between reality and mirages of illusion.


Anyway, I am really really really excited about seeing the latest Del Toro masterpiece (hahah! Yes, I am bias in such a way! I called the film masterpiece even before sitting down in the cinema and letting myself be awed by it!- bias once again!)


So I will now go to sleep with high hopes that I can rave and rant about the movie & be coerced into getting a DVD of it!


Toodles!

Sidenote: When I am freer,
movie reviews for
Brick Lane
Hors De Prix
The Counterfeiters
Amazing Grace

How the sea shapes the land

Sometimes, each and every one of us go through a period of recollection and reminiscence.
When you are unsure of the future
and weary of the past.
Don't you think that once in a while,
you feel burnt out and spent and
That feeling of mindless floating around begins to tire you out.


In truth,
this month has really been a blessed, tiring and supremely packed full of gleeful joy.


However,
the melancholic smile returns after a period of grace.


Women and their moods.
I know think that I understand why my dad wants all of his kids,
to be settled in a different continent when he retires-
So that he can escape his wife's extreme mood swings, whenever he likes.


If you ask me,
Are you happy?
I will sincerely answer:
"I should be."
There is no reason for me NOT to be,
yet,
that feelings of uncertainty remains.
Biting me raw at the edge of my reasoning.


The most appropriate painting to decipher my feelings would be this-
Altho in truth it ain't a painting,
merely a superbly edited pic of and by my good fren, Jen.



Its the weirdest thing ever-
that this picture allowed me to interpret my current feelings-
because now,
This is Me.



"I love how you did the chipping away at yourself like a piece of brick effect.
To me,
It symbolizes change,
We are changing everyday,
nothing is ever the same,
our mannerisms, our thoughts, our feelings, even our favorite things.
Ask me something one day,
I might give you answer A.
Ask me the same question another day,
you might get Answer B.
Change is the only constant.
With each layer we peel away,
I hope I get to understand and know myself better.
Each chip by the chisel is a new adventure."

Credits: Picture from Jenabi.

Will I succeed?

Just because,

• I am lazy
• It is inefficient to retell something
  
• I am just plain lazy

Please do *click* on the picture above
to be a busybody (kidding!)and view the fantastic pictures
that BestieJiun took during last week's excursion to Esplanade Beach.




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Just because,
I am now in love with these beauties...
I am thinking whole-heartedly and seriously,
about LONG HAIR.











Right.
You did not misread my words nor did I mis spell anything.
I am contemplating long hair.


(shocked face)
I can't even believe myself!

Pictures are from
Chanel's Paris-Londres Metiers d’Art Show.
(please click-here! and above for more info)

An annual event whereby tradition and culture
are infused into brilliant masterpieces.

Credits: Mode et Utopie for pictures.

When it comes to this...

Results are out come 9th July.
Fellow students are telling me, via MSN,
(where everyone in my Uni is meeting at the moment)
that due to a system glitch- the results will be out by 12p.m.


Somehow,
this supposedly welcome piece of information is not so welcome.
Another day in the dark?
Or to a new day in the light and know?


EDIT:
Being in the know is definitely better,
I am on Cloud Nine.
Yes.
Happiness is addictive!

Credits: Picture from Wendy Bevan
(clicky on link to see!)

Whose pictures are so melancholic and whimsical,
that I just named my New Purse Wendy-
inspired by W.B.

We, as one

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Family by Yasmin Ahmad.




She does it once again,
stripping you down to the bare necessities of life
& raw feelings of stark emotion.

Beautiful.

Sidenote:
Totally excited to see,
can't wait to see
-SuperSapiens2
-Batman

I'd rather NOT see you

Yup.


Its that time of the month again! This time, instead of Chicken Soup Craving, I have (oddly enough) a morbid fascination with Apple Slices Bread Pudding. I have already downed a whole tray of the absolutely heavenly slices but hormones tell me: MORE, MORE, MORE.


I think that I will be a very hard wife to please come pregnancy. Beware, future husband!


That is, a warning IF I am able to hitch myself off to a poor bloke who must have hit his head hard before he decided to propose.


Shucks. An interesting fact is that girlfriends who see each other for abysmally long periods of time often attune their hormones to match one another (something that happens naturally), which means that most of them get their periods around the same time. Hmmm... so far this theory HAS been proven true. Tried and tested true. Usually, its either a pair of my friends who menstruate around the same time or the whole gang together. Of course, the timing won't be as precise in the manner of minutes and hours, but usually all of us are visited by Aunt Flo around the same week!


This is bad news actually- We will all be grumpy at the same time and deliriously happy at the same time. Such extreme mood swings are very dangerous in a group of girls.


Ah well, extreme mood swings aside, this time of the month render sensitive emotional feelings in me which does not help when I am determined to go SHOPPING. It means that I am prone to impulsive buys that I will absolutely regret once I am back to normal and I will detest myself for such low self-control and proceed to starve myself for another month so that I can really purchase the thing I actually want! Eurgh. It is a vicious cycle. Which means that I have to abstain from shopping in this time period.


Hahhah! Shopping is soul-therapy okay and methinks that I have come up with a perfect solution. Bring a limited amount of cash out during these shopping sojourns. Yesh! That is my secret weapon to halting implusive buys!!! However, I have failed once or twice since BestieJiun lent me money. Now though, she is smarter than ever and refuses to do such a thing until that time period is over and I am able to think with a clear mind.


WTF. Does this mean that when I graduate and start working, my sharply-honed mind will turn to a puddle of useless gunk once a month? How am I suppose to keep a job with such an occurrence? and save up to buy my dream bag- Chanel 2.55 (cue big huge dreamy eyes ala Anime style).


Bah. My thoughts are so random. See? I think that rightly put, boys should not blame women for being un-understandable. Blame their Hormones.


Anyway, while I'm at it- I have abstained from real shopping but have been doing Online Browsing. (Thanks the stars that I have no credit card- yes, I am pitiful- otherwise my bank account will be empty!)


And... (drum roll please) I HAVE FOUND MY SOUL MATE IN SHOES! or shoe soul mate, whichever sounds nicer or more pleasing to the ears.


Behold- No Concept by Ameber






Why are all fucking fantastic things that I fall in love with originate from Japan? (except for Apple & Rodarte & Chanel) Maybe this is a sign that says I am destined to live in Japan. Yea right, wishful useless dream.






Wait. I digress. These are no Lanvin's or Marni's or Louboutins but they are so lovable on their own. I think that they are so worshipful that I may not even have the heart to wear them- I may just purchase them so that I can lovingly stare at them once in a while. Just by looking at them, you can tell that they are lovingly hand-crafted with a great amount of unique personal details for each different pair. They are so unique that they warrant a name; I have always thought that people naming non-living objects are stupid; now, I realize the urge to give something so beautiful an identity!






These lovelies are made from Genuine leather, Have their own dustbag and are at the affordable price range of RM 100- 200. I think they are really affordable because of all the details and the quality of the design and structure.







What more, the label is entitled No Concept because the designer believes that each pair tells its own story. You might notice that even each shoe in a pair is different from the other, for that price- its a steal okay! You might get a pair of Nine West or Aldo heels but those babies do not have an ounce of individuality that these Dolls possess!


(Drools) I will surely purchase a pair come end of year shopping spree!


As of now, according to my information, these shoes are available in Kuala Lumpur. In Kitsch boutique, located in Bangsar Village II. For those in the know about Bangsar Village, Kitsch is that adorable store right next to Marmalade. For those who don't. Jus Google to find out.

Sidenote:
I have realized (shock) that I write more on Blogspot-
Can I attribute this oddity to Holidays?

"If you go,
you take what's yours,
And I take mine."
-Paramore
Is just so addicitve.

Credits: Pictures from Fashionista's Playground

Productive Day

I am very lazy now and thus have no mood to think up great sounding titles- hence, the totally uncreative, straight to the point blog title.


Be warned, this post is full of random mumblings, long random mumblings.


After two whole days of being my father's BURUH KASAR (I am currently his FILING GAL- which means that now I am really afraid of paper because when you out two papers together they multiply and I will have more papers to file. I think that there is a secret magic word that the evil corporate people use on papers to make them accumulate so fast. Damn)


And wut does my father do now that his daughter is relieving his burden of filing? He does Sudoku. Yes. That Japanese number puzzle. He is able to enjoy doing his daily Sudoku while his daughter hurts her hands filing paper. (grumbles) Ah well, filial piety and all that saying does come true. I only sincerely hope that he really appreciates me when I need his help- i.e. financial help!


Anyway, to the point of blatantly digressing- I am actually a secret Sudoku fan in the making! I say 'in the making' because my father is trying to make me see the light concerning Sudoku and that it will supposedly lead me to be a great analytical thinker of the future.


-_-


Right. I think my father just insulted me by saying that I am NOT analytical.


I will let that pass since I still need his financial assistance (hopeless, reliant kid) and because I really think that I like Sudoku (ssssssh! No need to let him know that his cajoling is working!) I am horrible at numbers and all close frens of mine will know that. I am so hopeless that I did not even know that 50 divided by 20 equals 2.5. (sad face) Since I am randomly charting my life story, I shall also tell this embarrassing incident to the world. A friend of mine asked me how much a manicure + pedicure cost at a certain place.

I told the person: 'RM 50'

The person: 'Oohh, then how much per nail?' This friend is blatantly quizzing me on maths. -_-

Me: 'Ermmmm....'

-10 minutes later-

The evil friend: 'Its RM 2.50 Shu Qing... Tsk tsk tsk...'


Luckily, Sudoku does not need any mathematical prowess, other than being able to know the ascending sequence of 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9- which everyone does. Therefore, Sudoku is good because it does not involve maths.


Hahhahahha. I warned you that this is a totally random post, which shall just continue as such.


So today was a productive day because I found a great birthday present for my dear girl Millie.
(Muahahhah! Millie, if you are reading this, because I know that you sometimes visit my blog, oh dear friend who isn't blog-attuned, I KNOW YOU WILL LOVE THIS PRESENT but I am not letting the cat out of the bag!)


While discovering 3 Loves of my Life.

1. My future NICI collection
2. My future (going to be present-soon-) WALLET
3. My future hobby

Me and BestieJiun are so great, we do not get bored in one shopping complex, which is a feat because Miri shopping complexes are so...limited that one can finish all 3 in one afternoon. Note the usage of Afternoon, not Day.


Okay- Number 1. My Future NICI collection. I have a horde of NICI-obsessed friends who have successfully converted me to NICI-fanhood, much to the chagrin of my parents because one new obsession = more money spent. So while I was killing time for a lunch date, I spotted this whole NICI collection sitting in the display window of a local ToyShop.


(lusts)



Omg. Omg. Omg. I can just imagine one little corner of my future bedroom looking like tat. I say Future because it is unrealizable now since I have virtually no income (am living off my parents) and I have other pressing needs/wants beside a RM 500 soft toy. Anyway, this picture does not really do the whole collection justice because there are more NICI plushies at the side but the salesgirl was spying at me from the side of the display window...so I stealthily snapped a picture while pretending to ignore her. Hah.


So it is healthy to have a dream because since one has a dream, one has the Fire and Drive to actually realize one's dream! Now, I must find a rich husband and instead of using his billions to buy myself millions of designer handbags, I will buy all the NICI collections available and fill our whole mansion with the oh-so-adorable plushies. (A girl can dream. It is not illegal to fantasize!)


On to Number 2.


My Future wallet/purse. Muah ha ha ha. This Future wallet will be very soon my present wallet because I am really contemplating on purchasing it. Yes, BestieJiun, the wallet! the wallet! I have not stopped thinking about it!!! I really really love it. Its one of those Cutie Japanese Wallets with an adorable bunny on the top. It has all these little carrots on the cover and I don't know how to describe it but I fell in love with it.


I saw it and went 'Awwwwwww...' and I really think that it will be happy with me and we will live happily ever after and turn our noses up at all the LV/Coach/Prada wallets because they did not have happy endings. Imma love this wallet okay. I know its not a branded wallet but who cares, you buy what you like since you do not exist to provide designers with fat pay checks- although in the case of CocoChanel, I will work to preserve Chanel by being their consumer once I am able- Once again, I stick to my shopping mantra: I buy what I like.


Right, I am going to buy that wallet. I will buy it then cam-whore with it.


Please don't stop reading. I have yet to talk about Number 3. I promise you. Number 3 will be very very interesting (and create the urge to be the owner of a magical bank account which does not empty!)


Number 3 LOVE. Re-ment (please click on the link) Miniature Food Replicas! I got these absolutely adorable collectibles for the Dear Fish's birthday & I have been in love with them ever since. Today, I went back to Parkson and paid my Future Collectibles another visit.




I am only enamored with the Food Collectibles series (especially the Dessert Series) because I happen to love desserts and what better way than to be close to the desserts that you like but can't always indulge in because they are fattening by making miniature models of them?


Hmmm... but when I have the miniature models, I may have the tendency to consume more desserts. Never mind. I have belief in my self-control.





The miniatures are amazingly life-like. The details are so realistic that a kid will be tempted to eat them, therefore, there is a Huge Warning Sign on the box that says 'NOT FOR CHILDREN AGED 5 and BELOW'.




Look! They even have the cute Japanese Bento Kid Series. I have no idea whether all Parkson outlets stock these great finds but you are advised to look for it. Trust me, just go visit it to see the amazing, tiny, life-like details. If you are into specifics- according to the le officiel website, each replica design in 1/4" to 1". Really really tiny but with great detailing!





This is a sample of the Confectionery/ Dessert Collection that the Parkson Staff put on display. Actually, I am very jealous of the Parkson Staff who had the honor of assembling all these treats. Pfft. They should have contacted me, I would have gladly done it for FREE!


So thus ended my really productive day since I discovered 3 purposes in my life and found Millie's birthday pressie! Now, BestieJiun and Fang are pestering me to join their romantic talk about 'The Most Romantic Dating Scene' on msn.


Toodles. My romantic fantasies beckon!!!

In the Dark

Frequent power cutoffs have been happening in my area, around 11 - 12 p.m.


It is suffocating in the dark,
with only candlelight to guide your thoughts.
And good poetry to get you by,
till they decide to let it shine once again.


So I've been catching up on poetry, of all things,
and this one is rather poignant,
illuminated by candlelight,
because it tells of love gained and love lost,
leaving night as her last companion.




"A second time to have him near again,
The paper image to lay against her heart,
The way she laid his letters till they grew warm
And seemed to giver her warmth like a live skin,
But it is she who is paper now; warmed by no one."

-Sylvia Plath 'Widow'

If the cutoffs continue,
I might just devour all my poetry,
Which is good in one way,
but bad in another.