Treasure The Moments

As I sat between mumsey and daddy in the theater, reality suddenly came smacking right back at me - this is the last movie I’m gonna be catching with my parents in a long, long time.
We used to have friday-movie-nights together, but that hadn’t happened ever since I started working.
And now that I’ve quit my job, I’m leaving the country.

The realization made me want to savour the moment more,
It didn’t matter that the entire police force of Gotham was stupid enough to let the Joker escape from the cell,
it didn’t matter that they substituted Katie Holmes with a down right ugly actress as Rachel,
it didn’t matter that two-face had to die in the end,
I wanted the moment to last.

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My surgery went on smoothly.
It was a minor surgery, some bad tissues were removed from my stomach and sent for lab test.
Sorry to make you guys worry =(
Thanks Weiyi, Ada, Shen, Sara, Janice and Mel, especially to Mel who smsed all the way from Australia (paiseh for not replying your sms, my phone ran out of money).

I thought I was brave enough to watch the doctor cut my tummy, but apparently I was not.
I kept my eyes closed and head down the entire time, though I did peek and saw blood everywhere after the tissues were removed, it made me giddy.

One funny thing happened though.
As the doctor got ready to inject anesthetic into my lower body, he instructed the nurse to hand over the needle-head.
However, when he got the needle from the nurse he looked dumbstruck at her and gasped, ” Take a smaller one la woi, so thick for elephant arr?” , and she scrambled to find the correct size.
It was like what the fish but I couldn’t stop laughing after that.

Okay I’m like damn tired now. Haven’t caught midnight shows in a long time.
Before I go I’ll leave you guys with a remake of “Umbrella” by Mandy Moore which in my opinion, sounds much better than Rihanna’s version.
It made me close my eyes and appreciate the lyrics for the first time.
If you’ve previously found this song irritating (like I did), hope you’ll love it (like I did too) after this.

Good night =)

Feeling a lil emo here

After meeting up with the doctor to schedule for my operation tomorrow,
I decided to drop by dear old SSI to visit my juniors and check how’s their preparation for this Saturday’s IU Day.

As past president of the Interact Club I’m really proud of the board of directors I’ve chosen to take over my place last year.
They’ve done us so proud by getting the fucking school to revive IU day again, especially after the bad experience I’ve had with the school administrative last year whilst I was still president - biased, racist,  superficial, you get the drift.
I literally wanted to tear the whole school down and strangle the headmistress to death, haha.

I’m glad I’ve chosen Joel to take over my place, he’s done a terrific job. Unlike me, who has let my previous president Yin Chiew down.
I stayed back and watched as they practised the J-pop dance I’ve taught them last year, occasionally kepo-ing and and correcting their moves.
They remind me of the time when I was still active in the club, where we’ve practised dancing so hard everyday after school. Everything went to waste eventually, our effort, our blood and sweat and our money when the school forced me to abandon the project.
It had hurt my ego so badly I wanted to die.

Anyway I was introduced to the upcoming BOD, which included a couple of familiar faces.
We had a fun time together whilst I taught them the algorithm dance which I’ve learnt back from SCAMP camp.

Oh and talking about SCAMP, here’re some pics taken back then.
Don’t really remember when, I have horrible memories these days.

It rained after that (ohh man this post is beginning to sound like some old lady story),
and 8 hyper-active boys squeeze into my car as I chauffeured them to City Square for a snack.
Damn I felt old hanging out with a bunch of 17-year olds.

This week is gonna be a slack one, since it’s my last week in Malaysia before I move in to Spore on Sunday.
I think I’m gonna just laze around a little, there ain’t much I can do anyway after the surgery, said the doctor, for fear that the stitches might burst open.
No badminton or squash or dancing or jogging or going out for movies with Eddy and Shang Ian.

Yawn, I think sleeping’s the best =)

The Yang Warriors

Currently mad over this series.
The ending’s so sad I have a hard time getting over it.

He sent them out to an unnecessary war - a trap.
One brother went missing. Four out of seven brothers brutally killed, including their father, leaving their wives widowed.
He lifts the veil and watches in remorse as the black parade passes by, bearing his best knights.
Thus, the great Song Dynasty sealed it’s own fate under the rule of it’s foolish emperor who caused the death of his own warriors.

Tried to sing it at Redbox yesterday but it turned out all wrong when it came out of my mouth.
Even if you’re not of a fan of Mandarin songs I highly recommend them, because the lyrics are so meaningful, and it’s so damn sad.

The Super Duper Reunion

I had so much so much fun today.
Thank god I didn’t feign sick like I originally wanted to.
This is gonna be our last reunion in a long long time.

So MANY turned up, it was like wtf?
Had quite a hard time figuring out where to fit all these people, but we finally settle for Redbox (despite serious protest from Lee Ai Chen, haha)
I shouted sang so much I think my throat hurts now.

Sorry had to caption this.
Any idea what’s that while blob at my face? Is it a ‘ghost globe’??

Ai seh Mel, I like this pic seh.
It’s been like, 13 years since I’ve known you and Sushi?

Full album is at facebook guys =)
Damn I still have QET tmr in NUS, so gonna flunk it lar.

X- Files

WARNING: The following post contains images that might be nauseating. Please do not proceed if you do not have the guts/are a coward.

Apparently it was found by some fishermen at Teluk Bahang (no idea which ulu part of Malaysia that is) and rumour has it that it was banned by the local press.

Can you imagine what if it’s really true? OMG X-files sia.

SMS

“Did you receive my message?”

“Yes, I did.”

“Why didn’t you reply me?”

“Oh I was very tired that day. And then the next day I wanted to reply but it was already late anyway so I just ignored it”

Oh, okay.

Sa Rang He Yo?? My Ass la.

I read through some people’s blogs and I betul-betul kenot tahan can?

Their infatuation with Korean pop stars is like WALAN EH~.

Everything they blog about, day-in day-out are about the Yeo-Jung Hai or Hai-Jung Yeo or Jung-Hai You or whatever their names are.
Like just waddehell is wrong man?
Even their blog skins are Korean-star infested.

APASAL lah dengan ketagihan ini? Boleh MAKAN ke? Bukan macam mereka tau kau sanggup bermati-mati untuk mereka. Ya Allah tolong lah, kau ingat ape? Boleh kahwin dengan mereka ke?

Seriously lah, I tak boleh tahan craziness like these.
Like, I also go huba-huba over Jolin Tsai whenever she struts her stuff in those super skimpy tops and almost-see-through-mini-skirts, but I don’t go panting like a horny dog all the time.

There are people out there who deserve more attention and coverage, like the orphans in Somalia and Si Chuan.
Grow up please.

Ran Queen Ran King

After spending some good money on some horrible film, a.ka War Of The Dragons,
(This was a 2007 movie Dragon Wars where they have renamed and just only released in Malaysia)

I’ve decided to bring the guys to one of my favourite hang-out places to makan.

Introducing Ran Queen Ran King!

Not many are aware of this treasure trove coz it’s right smacked in the middle of nowhere in Taman Molek.
However they serve some of the best and most authentic Taiwanese 小吃 where Nickeo absolutely hearts hearts hearts!

One of the must-haves of this place would definitely be their mango-ice.
I could gulp down 3 glasses and still want more, seriously.

Over fried dumplings and Taiwanese pizza we had a smashing time reminiscing old times and discussing our future.
Almost all of us are going to or are already studying in either NTU or NUS, that is except for JunYan who is in Monash KL.
We made a pact to keep in contact while studying in Singapore and to meet up as much a possible.
I think we laughed so loud whilst making jokes out of our ex-classmates we kinda bugged some ladies at the next table. Oh well, who cares.

Well, hopefully we can hold our pact and continue to hangout as frequently as possible.
Nothing beats old friends =)

Oh did I mention that we love secret recipe too ? =)

Bloopers

I went to crash rag dance yesterday, it was like super-duper fun sia.
Aih, but rather not talk bout it. It really hurts for not being able to be a part of it eventually.

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Friday night’s the time where I go reading everybody’s blog.

And I found these on Xin Nee’s blog!

I’m like so dashing when I sing can? *smacks forehead*

Okay please don’t slap me.
I think I was trying to hit Michael Buble’s impossible high note >.<”

Define Friendship?

Dad and mum were asking if I still kept contact with Weizhi. Apparently dad ran into him today.
It took me awhile to register the question.
Awkward silence. I have no balls how he’s doing.

It’s kinda ridiculous to realize that there are friendships which ain’t forever, although ‘friends forever’ seems to be what both Weizhi and I had been humming all along.
We were inseparable in camp.
Looking back on my NS days, the memory of Kicap’s murder still hurts like a stabbing knife.
But apart from that, nothing seems to trigger anymore emotion, not a ripple.

The last time we had lunch together was disastrous.
I don’t remember saying anything worth remembering.
We were just focusing on the food on our plates, passing the ketchup to each other occasionally.
He looked at his lecture notes, I read my smses.
He said something, I grunted. I said something, he nodded.

The only time we did look at each other in the face was when we said good bye.

I remember patting him on the back, smiling, and walking off in a different direction back to work.
We’ve never seen each other since then.

When goals differ, does it set two friends apart as well?
I seriously don’t have the urge to contact him, despite leaving the country very soon.

Friendship, an elusive object that’s hard to fathom.