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St Pats 2012

Every year I feel older and older T_T Doesn't help that recurring yearly events make me pause and think back, what did we do for this event/occasion last year?

Halloweens, New Years, Birthdays - bah. I'm AGING. Sorta helps that the events get more fun each year though :D

While reminiscing, I found some super old photos from my BB:


Tanned Blonde

Karen in 2010

Compared to

Karen in 2011

Hehehehe. Events are always more enjoyable with VIP access - but the actual Changkat streets where the rest of St Pats was is where the real fun's at.

I *tried* to wear green
.
C-c-c-combo breaker!


Balloons! Oh haiz Binny


This year's St. Pats is back in Changkat, but all over the rest of Msia too - was just BBM-ing Jacqkie about the St. Pats celebrations on her side of Msia. I think it's right up her alley, they're collecting pledges for the Friendliest Day of the year. Who else is friendlier than Jacqkie who will strike up random conversation with random strangers ahhahaha.


St. Pats Calendar

Lezgoooooo




Everyone Connects - Parties Galore


I was with some of the late-night colleagues the other night, the usual late-stayers. The roxsta, the kinkypinkperv, the wau, the fresh, and the crazy designer. Actually the Pinkperv is not always a late stayer, but that's what happens when you have to wait for me to go eat dinner >.< :D Sorry babe, I belanja-ed teh ais limau kan.

We got around to talking about our #5things we could change/acquire that would make us even happier than we already currently are. Some random answers that came out that night:

-A giant prank wtf.
-A recording album
-Playing football for a career.

The last one especially caught my attention, it was Ah Yau's dream. No big shocker there because he's almost always wearing a football jersey of
some kind (MU fan). The roxsta immediately shot back that he could still make it, but ah well, the Malaysian football scene is kinda potong steam. That and the fact that he's slightly past his prime in football-playing years (apparently they start off at 16 and peak in early 20s :S worse than models man) :(

'Tis both disheartening and heartwarming at the same time to have such passion for something, yet feeling like you're so far away from achieving your full potential. At the very least he still has this BURNING FIRE for football (I know this because of the Rooney question incident I asked long ago T_T Ah Yau, first time I hear you swear okay, scared me! ).

Should drag him out to the Battle of the Champions LIVE Viewing: MU vs. Chelsea, by Everyone Connects. It's a series of live viewing parties at various locations (list here) Woooo Pelita! It's at 10pm - 2am this coming Sunday (19th Dec), and can enjoy mamak food at mamak prices, easy on the wallet during festive season all :D *edit - ignore venue below*


Too bad he's not my secret santee, I would have brought him to go enjoy a MU match in full glory and comfort or something. Just an excuse to drink and chill and watch his fav match :) But come to think of it, it's the festive season, the SEASON OF GIVING. who needs a reason to give? :) It's just a matter of what to give *narrows eyes*

Hmm. Footie fan. Super difficult la, but as I was thinking of Everyone Connects (which I blogged about previously) I remembered The Stadium from Everyone Connects website hehehe. Did you know exclusive TM Man U stuff and other cool prizes when you sign up for TM's products or services? Anybody want to get unifi? :P I checked out their FB page too, lots of various prizes too, like movie giveaways, including Rapunzel (made me think of Audrey).

Aihhh Xmas. Here we come :)


My Magical Journey

Look what popped up sometime ago on the NN site:


I didn't even know they were coming up with sequels T3T

Dawn Treader sounds frigging cool la. Imagine if you could walk on sunrays, I'd run away and never head go to tomorrow, so I'd always be stuck in today and not look back to the past.

Haih.


Read in Reverse

What is my dream?

I want my pitstops back. I want to take time out and sit at bus stops. It's alright if I miss a few buses here and there right?


I want to go back and enjoy that crazy spicy Szechuan Chilli fish. SM tendencies to hell with it, it's the most awesome chilli dish ever.


I want to pick up my camera again.



This was my year in reverse. Random shots from my BB

Got caught up in some local music thanks to Ash & Nic D


Hennessy. Erm. Party la.


Drew a kuda satu tanduk. My skillz be improving with each unicorn.


Fell in love with something completely hideous.


The Adelaide gang reunion.


Curled my hair. Doesn't look like this now. Dyed it with Liese Bubble color too


My birthday cake. :(


I miss you.


Duffy. Duffy is a flour ball. He is now a rock hard lethal weapon.


Yam tea with bubble things from Melbourne Ten Ren. Miss you, Francine!


Cooked some awesome kickass mussels when we went back to Adelaide for graduation.


Miss this gang too.


New steps, new people


Adelaide's bus stop. Sometimes I stop and wish I was back here, just getting of the 169 and heading to the post office to collect parcels and send off mail :(


When I first started working


When Ah Mai 'Pancakes' came back with Justin


Yong Tau Foo. I count my blessings for my colleagues :)


Just a spiteful photo to show that Karen Mayer stole my smiley.



Web 2.0 Emo

My secrets of you pop up on my browser
How long are you going to block me off
Every little notification on your wall from her
I just want you to stop stop stop.

_______________________________________


I want to sink my teeth into you
trail your fingers all over my bruises
make you look for me in every street and avenue
are you going to come after me or will i ram you down.

Want

I want

to catch a moment with you

stick post-its everywhere and leave and come back to read it again

watch sunsets over murky green waters

to learn the next 3 chords to 'Kiss Me'

sit on the fort and write

play iphone games

write a long bit on attraction and love and sex and everything in between

bake brownies & cheesecake

eat baked brownies & cheesecake

knock back a few beers and talk softly and laugh loudly

lean on somebody

kthxbai

Movies

List of movies I can think of that I always wanted to watch but never got around to it.

1. Mao's Last Dancer
2. Brokeback Mountain
3. Iron Man 2
4. Kick Ass
5. Scott Pilgrim vs. The World
6. Valentine's Day
7. The Runaways
8. Shutter Island
9. Despicable Me
10. The Last Exorcism (I duno why I'm typing this)
11. That movie about the 40 virgins. or something. It has that cute guy. Shit I don't remember

*edit*

IT'S CALLED THE VIRGIN SUICIDES. starring Josh Hartnett. Totally forgot his name as well, but I remember the face.


12. Letters to Juliet
13. Hachiko
14. My Name is Khan
15. Kites. I still love you Hrithik Roshan.
16. Where the wild things are
17. Max. I think. shit, forgot title again. Plastimation movie.

*edit* Mary and Max. Very under the radar movie tho, don't think I'll ever get to watch it unless I learn to download stuff again.

18. The movie with Tom Hanks. And the band. Haaaiiihhh.

*edit* It's called That Thing You Do! Love love love the song.

19. Strictly Ballroom
20. Cave of the Golden Rose

okay technically, I've already watched nos 18-20, but it's been ages and I would love to rewatch them again. and again. and again.



Damn long list. I don't even know where to get half of the movies in this list.

Okay, I'll just watch Chicken Rice Wars. Bahhhh

#cryptic ?

You make me wanna lose control, get lost on the roads, get all sexed up with nowhere to go


heehee.

WIP

Hello stranger in the mall
We've got a double glance going on
I feel, I knew I'd seen those eyes before
This tip tongued familiarity is leaving me all torn

Hey stranger, don't walk off too fast
I'm keeping up with you two steps front and back
Need your name, I'm going to take you to task
Keeping an eye on you, I dont want to lose track

I Wanna Be A Billionaire

Woke up from a late afternoon nap with the following snippets of Technicolored dreams:


-If I had a billion bucks, I would book a travel trip around the world. And steal a piece of the Sydney Opera House's tiles.
-Bail myself out of jail for vandalising a UNESCO World Heritage Site wtf.
-Set up a cafe serving my Oreo Cheesecake
-Buy puppies
-Hire sky-writing services to write funny messages in the sky.

ZZZZZ.

Hari Hari Hitam Beri



Pitfalls of the BB craze in the office:

BB Prayer Position during lunch time. Everybody BBs during lunch. Even if you're sitting right next to said person nyahahaha. I kinda miss our Word Mole sessions tho :( Most awesome vocabulary-developing game.

Another pitfall is that all BeriHitams look the same T_T. Quite unoriginal. The only way I can distinguish mine from the rest is by clicking the theme. Mine's a bright hot pink with hearts all over the place nyehehehe.

Just the other day I almost stole somebody else's phone unwittingly. I had placed my BB next to my colleague's and almost rushed off home because they all look exactly the same. Some of them have had their BBs pimped out by Eric Soong, known around the blogosphere as the BB man, but I already had to shell out $$ this month for pimping my car back to its original condition, I don't think I can dole out any more cash to pimp out unnecessary stuff for the rest of the year if I still wanna save up for my new EOS.

I thought of getting a casing of some sort, and tada! DiGi giving out socks - super cute ORIGINAL UNIQUE ones!

I mau pls kthxbai


Dedicated to my hamster:

Munchy's Muzic

Munchy's is having a 'Mimic the Muzic' contest, I LOVE LOVE LOVE Munchy's. If I had a drawer in the office, I would fill a giant bag with vanilla cream flavored Munchys mmmmmm. One day Imma throw a snack party in the opis nyamnyam!


The music is not really my style tho, beatboxing doesn't do it for me. Pffttt I could do better with some whistling :p It still counts right!

Why Smartphones can be Dumbphones

People often call me mean. Fresh calls me mean when I hug Michelle instead of her. I'm called mean when I refuse to let other cars cut in my lane. I'm mean when I cock-stare little kids making an unnecessary amount of noise in the general public. Well, guess what! I'm not mean!! *injured look*


I'm just evil. Or at least I try to be sometimes.

But like many of my attempts to be ASSERTIVE and FIRM, it often backfires on me.

Case in point: Halloween 2009 @ Unit 11 & 13, Lorne Avenue, Magill.

Say Hi to Waffles

In case you couldn't tell from the horns and poke-y trident thing, I'm a devil. Devil with a really nice waist-accentuating (though you can't tell from this picture :( ) dress.

Say Hi to Audrey Chan Hep Burn

Those weird scribbles on my left hand are the 7 sins: Lust, Greed, Gluttony, Pride, Wrath and I dunno la, 2 more that I don't remember. Gettit, Devil = sins ? Hardly anybody got it :( I think perhaps because halfway through the night, it got warmer and warmer (guests very generously brought beer instead of food) and I think the eyeliner eventually smeared off T_T So I went around most of the night with a dirty arm T______T

This is my WATCHU LOOKING AT face, or as some would say Yong Sui :(

Please excuse my tulan face in the photo, this was the only photo I could find on Facebook with the right side of my face in view. Instead, please take note of the markings around my eye. Okay, because I wanted to add a little something to my cliche costume of devil horns & trident thing, so I decided to go a bit tribal-devil and add some weird ass markings on my face. I grabbed a random photo that I thought would be easy to draw, and got Audrey Itomaki to draw it on for me.

The rest of the night, people ignored my DEVIL HORNS, POKE-Y TRIDENT, and instead asked me "eh, you Mike Tyson ah?" FML .

How la, you tell me, how la to be evil.

But even then, I'm picking up hints everywhere around me on how to be more assertive, and strict *strict face* It doesn't help that I realize more strongly how unfair and tedious and unkind the world can really be :(

I can now understand why there are so many people who resent big huge MNCs and call them soulless corporations with no heart. I recently switched to a brand spanking new BB (corporate sial) but it was a bit of a spur of the moment thing. I wanted to maintain loyalty to my long-time telco (cheh loyalty my ass, I was actually just damn lazy to read and understand new phone plans :( ) and after some Q&A sessions with telco people during their roadshow, I got my BB packaged with a Data plan. It was then that all things mobile & wonderful were revealed to me *_*

To be honest, I succumbed to the Black Army in the office, but I have few regrets about it. The BBM features are a win no matter what, no other phones have that feature, and iPhone's Whats App is a serious lag and fail because FatFingers don't do well on touchscreen. But the big difference was that I suddenly became totally in touch with the constant communication that is the Internet. For instance, I don't think I've emailed/chatted with Rubee but I've tweeted @rubeeshareen from UberTwitter more times than I can count. I can word mole with Fresh at night even if she's in a dodgy Cybercafe in KL and I'm in my bedroom in the suburbs. I've BBM-ed Kareen to buy that classy black trench/blazer while she was shopping in London.

And I have absolutely no hesitation in downloading lots of useless junk like 1 level games, weather applications, animated themes for my phone because tadahhhh! my data plan is unlimited!

This in contrast to my old clunk of a Dopod, kononnya a smartphone, but good god, it had pretty much the functions as an old school monophonic Nokia phone. I didn't get a data plan for that phone because it was all too expensive and I alread found the Windows Mobile system to be near impossible to understand, let alone troubleshoot connection problems. I finally gave up when I asked a technician to help me connect to the internet via the Dopod and he gave me a blank look. As it turned out later, there was an error with either the phone's software or hardware, but I never bothered to send it for repairs because data plans were just too expensive! They charge something like Rm 0.01/Rm 0.10 per kb okay, so one website would be like frigging Rm3 or something like that.

So finally I got myself a decent phone + data plan. I rushed down to the mall to take advantage of the CNY promotion because it was going to end that day itself, settled all the bills then realized I would have to switch accounts because my dad was the principal holder. It took me 2 hours just to line up to switch accounts, which took 5 minutes -_____-All in all, I was at the mall dealing with all this for 5 hours -_________________________-""""". But I had a new phone at the end of it, and a pretty good deal for my data plan.

Then the next day I find out evil soulless corporation is still running their CNY promotion. So I rushed like mad yesterday for nothing.

Then the next week DiGi comes out with their BB & data plan and after calculating, in 2 years, DiGi's promotion would have come out to half of what I paid. If ooonnnlyyyy I had held out for 1 more week!

Now THAT's evil T_T



Yay for Facebook Viral Games

"I like it on the floor."


Because I'm messy like that :P

My Dream in the Year of the Tiger

My Dream for the Year of the Tiger:

If I can take part in the Tiger Run happening this Saturday, and WIN RM 8888 (damn cina right), I would splash it all on :


Blackbird

What the shots look like

I waaaaant :(

And then I'd like to upgrade my camera to one that can take HD videos *,_,* wtf look, new smiley.
Canon 50D

And a Sigma 18-200 lens so I wouldn't have to lug around so many lenses anymore. And I can get rid of my old kit lens.


Sigma 18-200mm

Blackbird = RM435 (from The Click Shop)
Canon 50D = RM 4000 (acc. to Photog Msia forum)
Sigma lens = RM 1500 (acc. to forums)

= RM 4935!!
= Still got Rm 3953 left!

Imma buy a pupppppyyyyyy :D to teman Luke la. It'll annoy the hell out of him heeeeee.


Oh Haiz is u

Puppy giving the 'Hao' (miang) look

Imma name the puppy 'Ong' wtfwtf. Ong Chan.


1 down, 1 more coming up

1 new year's resolution half resolved :D

1 more unstated one coming up. Imma get that haircut I always said I'd get when I land me a job. And I think it'll be office-friendly enough. So in approximately in 3 months ++ time, I'm gonna stash away my rubber bands for a while :D

Why 3 months time? Because while Birthday photos are retaken every year, convocation photos with parents last a lifetime. hah!

*excited*

Youwannsamades

I do. I really really really do. I want this. I want everything that comes with it. Independence. Freedom. A new start. Career. Life.

I want this. With every fibre of my being. With every visualization my neurons can muster and channel into the universe.

Please God, let me get this.

2010

New Year resolutions to think about:

Settle into my job - double whammy. I first have to get a job.

Be more patient

Run a marathon - part of my getting-healthier-and-more-active mindset!

Keep in touch with people that I love - with the Adelaide gang and my Assunta girls AND THE INDON scattered all over the world, it's always worth it to keep our chain mails and chat sessions going :)

Chin up chin up because I'm worth it!

150% in everything I do!

And as always : No Regrets.

Watch my language. On-the-road doesn't count.

Travel more!

Cleaning & Sorting out 2009

Lugged back some 50++ kg of stuff from Adelaide. Keeping in mind I was only in Adelaide for 1 year, and I arrived with 30 kg, that means I collected 20++ kg of junk and clothes and stuff in general in one year. Plus the things that are packed up in Unit 11, that makes me one heck of a hoarder.

My cupboard in my room back in KL is a 3 door slider, and two of them are all my stuff, since my sister lives in Singapore and doesn't need that much space in our room. However, slowly but surely, I've begun a takeover of the third door for my new Adelaide stuff. I'm going through and sorting through my stuff + clothes to find space for my new found belongings. Now that I think about it, I think my room in Adelaide was a wee bit bigger, and reflected a lot more about me than my KL room does. Odd.

Interesting cupboard statistics:

30 tank tops (ribbed, jersey, printed, etc)
5 Baby Milo shirts/ BAPE - I went through a monkey phase at one point in college.
10 Sec school club/house/camp t-shirts - + 1 left in Adelaide
5 College event shirts
8 pairs of leggings
6 Starbucks shirts
4 Kimono tops
10 pairs of jeans
15 coats/jackets/sweaters wtfwtf

How. How did I compile so much stuff for lil 'ol me.

Taking it out on a Bean Bag

I've been following service industry blogs since the blogging phenomenon exploded into a blogosphere of epic proportions. WaiterRant, BarmaidBlog, and even a NYC escort girl, that I eventually lost track of.

But it wasn't until I joined Starbucks that I did some searching and stumbled upon BaristaBrat. The longer I was at Starbucks, the more I noticed universal trends that happen in Starbucks outlets across the yuppie-filled regions of the world.

Crazy stories of people coming up with devious schemes to get free refills (thank God not many people know about this. I think it only applied to morning COW during my time), behind-the-bar stories, and irrational customers who think they're entitled to 5 star service because they are paying a premium price for coffee.

I think the rational of the 'I'm paying a high price for this coffee/beverage and your salary, so you should GET ME WHAT I WANT RIGHT NOW' deserves to be smooshed into their pretentious Venti COW which they end up sharing between 2 people or more because they're too cheap to buy 2 cups of coffee.

When Rachel asked me 'what was the worst experience I had in Starbucks' during Winter CFWM class, I thought of a few.

Difficulty getting drinks right during my first few days of training? Nah, Su was riding my ass, but I eventually picked it up after a couple of days and was quite the killer on the cold beverages, if I do say so myself.

The boredom in Pearl Point outlet? PP was a totally different environment alright, with more than its fair share of Cina-pek uncles who camp out at the lobby with his COW (at least he always bought one) for hours, and occasional nasty Middle Eastern tourists who, on the upside, spent loads of cash on everything.

But none beat that one crazy-busy afternoon in MV when I lashed out.

That one crazy-busy afternoon when I was stationed at the Point-Of-Sale (POS/register) and the afternoon crowd line was snaking out the cafe doors. An Indian middle-aged man with a beer belly and cross-eyes comes up to me. He's holding a Venti COW and points to one of the small round tables at the corner of the store, near the merchandise display racks.

"Miss, can you please clean my table?"

I pause momentarily while handling cash from a customer, marking cups, and shouting orders.
"Er, sure, of course sir. I'll just.." and gestured at the line of customers, but he's already walking away, and sits at the table.

I go back to juggling the swarm of customers, and I call out for a clean up for the man's table, but every other single barista is busy running their own post.

Less than a minute later, the man comes back up to me (me why me, there are 2 registers!) and is obviously miffed that I didn't attend to his beck and call immediately.

"Miss! My table! I-"

"Yes sir, I know, JUST A MINUTE" I stiff-smile at him while giving him a pop-eyed look as I'm juggling the register, orders, making fresh COW because we've just run out, and running the food area. The bar is now running full steam, orders being flung out left right centre, and the espresso machines going full throttle.Again I call out for the clean up, because the new #1 rule for the POS post is that YOU DON'T LEAVE YOUR STATION. EVER. New fangled station rulings from the HQ.

The last straw hits when he comes back up and the moment I make eye contact with him, he lets loose.

"MISS! I've asked you to clean my table already! Why you think you can ignore me is it?! I work for The Sun, you know! I know your boss, I'm going to write a complaint then you get fired, and then you don't blame me! What is this, I paid for my coffee already! I'm going to write about this, who do you think you are?!"

I am stunned at this outburst and when he pulls out his press pass I literally feel my jaw go slack. Not from awe that this man works at a newspaper, but because his abuse of the power of the press was just amazingly... stupid. At this point I am left speechless because I have also never personally encountered an outburst from such an irrational and obnoxious person.

Somewhere in between his tirade, I can hear Vishnu, who was manning the espresso machine next to me, step in and defend me.

"Sir. Please try to understand, we're running a really busy bar here-"
"NO, you wait! I'm going to write a complaint letter! You clean my table!"

"FIne." My eyes popping out and gritting my teeth, I abandon my POS and grab the nearest blue cloth for cleaning tables. I go to his table. I wipe the little puddle of water off his table. And I walk off without looking at him again.

As soon as the line trickled down, I headed straight to the Back of House and grabbed the nearest 5 pound bean bag and deal a couple hard punches to it, before running back out to the register. Come to think of it I don't think I was the only barista who dealt out abuse to the coffee beans when you can't really direct that frustration to the customer in the first place.

ahhhh anger management tools of the trade :)