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2004-09-29T20:00:00.000+08:00

21.9.2004 - Grandmother (my dad's side) passed away last week. I didn't know whether I should weep, huddle into a corner or weep, standing infront of the lifeless body. She was infact a good grandmother. I imagined this is how my grandmother (my mother's side) passed away in Mecca two years ago.

I never witnessed a funeral before. Well...once. But I was maybe 8? 9? I don't remember how the service went but what I do remember was looking down at a man in the middle of the room, my mother kissed his forehead and that's all. Plus, it was in a village and it was dark. Kind of spooky hearing things all around you.

I did the same thing what my mother did on the man's forehead. You see, my parents was in Aussie for business and the news came to them the day when they arrived there. They couldn't get a flight home, so they missed the funeral. Dad was heartbroken but he kept his ground. He called me that morning and told me to pray for my grandmother and kissed her forehead. A simple request but I thought of it for a few minutes. Eventually, I have to do it for my dad.

It was nerve wrecking. Grandmother looks sad. As if she's been hurting. Her face plays in my head for a week now. I missed her and never felt so utterly weak.

I just don't feel like myself after the funeral. I didn't bother to do my assignments, submitting ideas and work on it. I just want to be left alone. Away from that school and come back whenever I feel like. I didn't attend classes for two days straight. Still...work is work and mourning must put aside. As soon as I recover from this fever, I have enough strength for classes. I will attend tomorrow and apologize for me disappearance.

But...gods. That's what life is? You live with nothing and die with nothing?

So much for my happy ending.

2004-09-15T15:59:00.000+08:00

News: I have a presentation tomorrow and I'm loomed with other assignments which I didn't put much thought into it and I just knew about the presentation a few minutes ago. They're so impossible to finish in one day.

Lindsay's a brat?

2004-09-15T15:19:00.000+08:00

Jade sent an article about my *cough*dreamgirlfriend*cough* Lindsay Lohan. When I've finished reading it, I was indenial. She could not be. It's a saying that Britney Spears ate beans for dinner. Bullocks. I don't believe it. The public or/and stars alike are jealous that Linday's becoming a rising star and she's 18.

Kat went back to Edinburgh. I didn't get the chance to call her. But it's not that she's not returning to Malaysia forever. She ought to be or I'll ring up my Scottish tour guide, packed her in a box and export her to my house. YOU HEAR THAT, WOMAN?!

What do you think about raising an iguana? I don't know. They're sort of...endearing. Couple of days, I've been looking through this mass produced pet shops, underneath all those cute, fuzzy, fragile that you can squeeze the life out of them kind looking animals, I saw this tank full of iguanas. Ah well, I'm settling of finding the perfect owl. A pygmy?

Beem, beem, beem.

2004-08-18T01:22:00.000+08:00

Kat, your tagboard has gone wonky. Couldn't tag anything.

Wherever I am, I am missing.

2004-08-16T01:27:00.000+08:00

Why is it that when you have a good intention on the palm of your hands, someone next to you just ripped it out of you reach and caused masses of wolly yak stampedes from the rocky mountain and a swiss twitchy chocolate loving boy yoddling and holding a cushion pin?

...so I had a stormed-off-slammed-door-at-your-face conversation.

Recovered from a bad 24 hours of cold and now heading towards my soon-to-be tonsilities episode.

All in a good cause, I guess. *Noticed that we rarely we speak about our Saturday afternoon at Iki's "Spring Cleaning" story except for the lost of Iki's cat, Baby or bibi. Whilst strumming a one stringless guitar and tried to brightened the situation by "serenading" the dust clogged runny noise friends. And suddenly, (insert a heroic overexaggerated theme) Kevin, who was willing to forget about himself and valiantly carried the supermarket bag covered feline trailed pungent watery mulch body out from the kitchen. Kevin screamed from the backyard, leaving the feeling that he would just drop the bag right at that moment. Sadly, as he reached at the place where Iki's mum pointed, the hole that Iki dug earlier wasn't deep enough to bury the body. So, she was left leaning against the shrubberies and wait for the someone to give her a proper burial. He, Kevin, joined the "I-have-of-enough-cleaning" friends, removed the rubbery gloves, the tudung, sat next to CK and fell silently, slightly traumatized. A job of a hero.

After 2 1/2 hours, Kat and I zoomed back to Kat's house took turns into the shower and snuggled happily into our clean clothes while the boys went to CK's house to shower and then, bought Domino's for us for dinner. We were supposed to watch AF finals on the telly but decided to doddled with the game of D&D. Very violent. Very whimsical. Very positive-chi. Will write more about it if time permits.

* am deeply sorry that I broke a couple of your household stuff and a string of your guitar and didn't 100% help you with the cleaning, Iki.

LMAO

2004-08-09T03:39:00.000+08:00

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You have no idea how hard I laughed.

Snap my fingers

2004-08-09T02:33:00.000+08:00

Blamed Daddy for waking me up after I've found the sleeping spot on the bed and was in the middle of a good dream. He lead me into putting Nala in the back kitchen whereas he can do that himself. That's a man for you. No, wait. I take it back. That's my father for you. *shakes fist*

What's more, my class starts at 4 pm. So many things to do in the morning and so little time to find three proposals for Wednesday. All I have is one so far. I don't want too much or too little for an assignment. One question I've asked myself, can I ever get my work serious?

I'm watching Michael Buble's Special on Channel [V]. Seriously, this bloke needs to write his own classics and stop dubbing over the ready mades. Even if it is a tribute. And no, I don't dislike him. He has a sultry voice. But you know how critics are?

S'mores Pop Tart. Droolable. Delicious. Damn!

Version II

2004-08-08T20:21:00.000+08:00

And what can we say about our theme for our blog this time? My god. Lack of inspiration. First wanted to go pink (again), white, green, yellow, orange, red, black and ended up with blue.

Brought Nala home from the vet. He's well and better than ever. The nurse said that he was clawing and hissing at them before the operation whilst gave a frightened smile as if that didn't bother her at all. ~~Good boy.~~ :D

Ralph Fiennes as who?!

2004-08-05T16:13:00.000+08:00

Contemplating someobody's death is sordidly entertaining. Ask anyone.

Timetable for this sem is good. Only 4 classes and no-Friday-classes. Period. Wohoo!

Ralph Fiennes...Voldemort? *gasps* I'm sorry. What I mean was He-Who-Should-Not-Be-Named. They've screwed up 0ur gorgeous Sirius Black with Gary Oldman (I can see your drool, Kat) and Remus Lupin with the Hitler clone David Thewlis. No offence to their devoted fans. Why fight and let the casting director might make Voldemort look pleasant and scare the living beejeebers out of Potter. Yeah...right. But seriously, I can see Ralph Fiennes as Remus Lupin from the start. Christ!

Will be changing layout soon. If the heat doesn't get to me.

Nala update.

2004-08-03T00:53:00.000+08:00

Nala is vomitting all over the place. Especially around my car. Another trip to the vet again.

p/s: I got through 5th sem. Righteous.

Crap

2004-08-02T10:29:00.000+08:00

I'm supposed to go to college to check if I'm qualified to enter the 5th sem. Saf's probably there. Why is this room cold? Why is this room's smaller? Where am I? Who am I? What is this I'm typing? Why am I typing? WHO ARE YOU!!!!!!!! GET OUT OF MY EYES!! AHHH!!!

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2004-07-30T17:33:00.000+08:00

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2004-07-30T02:17:00.000+08:00

The Labyrinth. The pit of my fantasy flicks. One of the best fantasy flim ever made by Jim Hensen. Ever. I respect his work deeply.

Couldn't believe I still remember the lyrics of every song in that movie. Ofcourse, David Bowie was totally delicious in his tights. Nyum. One thing grabbed me when I was surfing through the wonderful world of internet is that the Labyrinth child actor, Toby, is as same age as me. That would make him 20!

It cheered me up a little. I'd like to thank myself for invested DVDs in London. Amen.

Random: Do you know that it's an offence to show this hand signal to the brazillians. I have no idea why.

Nala.

2004-07-30T00:43:00.000+08:00

"Nala has a growth."

Possibility, he jumped from quite tall place and fractured his leg, also his old age played the role. The doctor said that if he's still limping after a week, his leg must be operated. I wanted it to get out of him right away. If I was a genius, I would get that thing out by myself or stop everything from aging. No, I am not God. All I got to do is give him a pathetic painkillers.

Hell, I cried and still am. Nala is my family, my best non human friend and my baby. I grew up with him for 10 years for god sakes. I am not ready to loose him. Never wanted to. I don't know...I'm freaking out along with guilt. If only I've locked him inside the house, he won't get injured. He would be safe, right?

Vent on.

2004-07-28T22:30:00.000+08:00

Nala got into a cat fight...there's a scar on his left hind thigh. When I got home around 8 pm, he limped towards me. The irritating part of this is that, one of my maids knew about it and she didn't inform about it earlier. Fucking hell. She could've told my mum about it or at least call me so that I can drop everything and send him right away this very afternoon. Hell yes, she saw my ugly angst. This is not the first time she's been testing my patients. But earlier today, I was a vicious bitch and I don't take pride of that title.

Anyway, I drove him to the vet but when I got there, it was closed. Bugger. So, Nala have to swallow the pain for the night. My poor baby. Can anything else damper my mood?!

She better get out of my face. I mean it.

Knock on my door

2004-07-28T04:55:00.000+08:00

Aye. Finally back. 2 weeks of non-stop plane hopping, walking, throwing fists at customs, bag o'shopping and sight-seeing gave me a good reason to not travel too often. Will not bore you with the nitty-gritty details. So, I'm summing it all up.

Edinburgh -- Beautiful and the people are extremely friendly and curious. D'you know that Mother Goose's story of Mary, Mary Quite Contrary was based on Mary Queen of Scots? Speaking of royalty, there is where Wills is studying. I've broke (considering it's opened since most of their students are off for their summer break but anyway...) into his uni and roll around on the grass where he stepped on! Well, most probably stepped on. *cough* Plus, my tour guide, John, is the most coolest 70 year old man I've ever met! Plus, he wore a kilt, gives gay jokes and plays the harmonica! How cool is that?!

Oh yes, funniest thing happened, I've got lost with Jade (sister) in the tartan factory and we've learnt alot about tartans and their origins. What else, ah yes, I've walked, not played, in St.Andrews golf club with me mam and da. 18 holes for 5 hours. I'm thinking of picking up that old timers game. God forbid.

Dublin -- Er...well...The park is effing huge! *crickets* Rumour say that the MGM's lion was from there? Oh don't point fingers now! Me and Jade only spent a day there and we catch our flight to Paris the next day.

Paris -- Magnifique! Mona Lisa is nothing compared to the other infamous painting. View the ceilings! I took a couple of pictures of the paintings and will post it up soon. There is where I have a sudden crave for nasi goreng with molting egg yolk. Fuh. Lapar weih kat situ!

London -- Nothing much. Crazy selections for summer wear. Couldn't buy one jet except for DVDs and CDs. I'm sorry for wasting money on music, God. Really. I am. *cross fingers* MTV has much more shows and less music. Woot! And also, London is where they serve my favourite prawn sandwich in the whole wide world. Head over to Pret A Manger, y'all!

Ah, so ends my story by overcoming this horrible jetlag. Yaidee yai!

Bye-Bye Geeg.

2004-07-14T22:41:00.000+08:00

I'm going to miss you! Why did you have to book an early flight? You're breaking my heart, woman!

7:30 am!

2004-07-14T08:16:00.000+08:00

I've never been so freaked out of my life. I was searching for a chinese word in google search engine until I've accidently dropped into this girl's journal...OF FURBYS! Be warned.

For the first time ever, I woke up at 7:30 am. Pro: I can go swimming like I've planned since last month. Con: WHAT THE HELL?! SLEEP MORE JO FOOL!

Pfft.

2004-07-13T21:12:00.000+08:00

Stick: You look hot.
Diamond: *flattered* Oh, Chang Khai...I didn't know-
Stick: -No, it looks hot. *points at my layers of clothing, fans himself*
Diamond: *grumble*...Gee, thanks...pfft...

Come and see us at Red Box.

Okay, are you okay?

2004-07-13T03:08:00.000+08:00

Click on it. Yes, it's an bad cartoon version of me. Drew that with graphire 3. Hah. Something to do before going to bed. And now, I am going to sleep.

Thanks to the spanktacular Kevin, you all must go to Angry Aliens.com. Remember, In appreciates anyone who recommends her animation websites or anything at all. The sickest, the better! Check out these two favourite websites of mine, Potter puppet pals.com and Happy Tree Friends.com. Yes, that's sort of things I'm looking for.

Oh my god.

2004-07-12T18:43:00.000+08:00

Woke up to gunshots, bombs and soldiers screaming in agony. Damn, left the tv on all night again.

*Updated Vicious candid.

Kat, you little devil you! *huggles*

Parade on with friends

2004-07-12T02:10:00.000+08:00

Everytime you say that you want to be left alone, you can't help but take it back. I've learn that by staying in CJ for 4 excruciating months, I believe that companionship is very important in life.

Though yesterday ended short, I loved every minute of it, even I was groggy for lack of sleep the day before and even the short argument I had but it was something that I couldn't forget for the rest of my life.

The potluck party was a success. Kevin's chicken & vege pasta, Kat's nasi brayani & chicken curry, Geeg's "mystery meatballs", Meng's cappucino cake, Iki's honeycomb, chocolate & vanilla ice cream, Chang Khai's enormous stock of fizzy drinks, Eva's variety of jelly desserts was delicious!! We had to finish all of them at dinner, though we gave some to the maids, it's still wasn't entirely licked to the bones. But hey, MORE FOR ME!

Then we drove to the nearest mall and roamed around until one of us suggested getting sticker pictures taken. Fantastic idea, I might say. Well, well, looking at the minute sticker picture which lay infront of my keyboard, I grinned at how hard it was for us to understand Japanese (but thank for the girl at the counter who helped us) and how difficult it was for the tall ones to crouch to a toddler height and huddled closely, just to fit into the size of the screen. All the hardwork paid off. Our pretend smiles turned out really good.

I'd like to thank Foong Yin first hand for driving us back to Kat's place by request since I'm not sure if I can drive at my sleepish condition. She's the best! When we arrived, I was accompanied by Fuzzy when I was completely knocked out on the couch while the others ate dinner. I tell you, I think that feline finally respond to me after all that patting on her head for years.

Did I mentioned that we had a rather dark clubbing/fashion show in Kat's sound room? But from the light of her big screen tv, I can say that Iki can dance. Haha! Then, we danced to George Michael and had a homo moment. "So, do you come here often?", I nudge to Geeg. Classic, simply classic!

What I cannot forget is when we've spent in Kat's room, where we sang to one of Eric Clapton's song on Kat's gorgeous guitar (plucked & strummed by Kevin. Woot! Woot!), a mini live Mariah Carey concert (I'M THE STAR!XD), and lazed around. Personally, we would go on until the next day if it wasn't for the presense of parents for some of us.

Friends are good. So, keep them. ;D

Grounded

2004-07-12T00:37:00.000+08:00

Here's the story. Arrived at home at 1 am but amazingly didn't get caught until this afternoon. I was prepared to listen to Mum's nagging and Dad's version of nagging (which broke the ice). Well, she extended my curfew to 12 pm, which kind of a good thing. Haha. Should've taped our discussion. It was really hillarious. Anyways, she decided to end it early because she's going to golf with dad. But it wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. Let's face it, she can't be treating me as I was 7 years ago. But anyway, I've grounded myself until Tuesday.

In other news, I'm tempted to dye my hair but God as my witness, I've promised Daniel, a second hair stylist, that I keep off from chemicals for six months and this is the third month.