Tuesday, September 30, 2008

--DeLeTinG SpRee--

Click the X…Click Yes.. n POOF!!! It”s GONE!!!

How easy to delete rite?

YES???

Well, NOOOO!!!!!!!

Adding a friend in your Friendster list is easy but deleting a bunch of them takes a whole lot of time and PATIENCE…

But someone’s gotta do it at some point aite..

Hence began my deleting spree…

After almost 3 hours plus, I finally filtered my friendster’s friend list from almost 700 to 189 people NOW…

Yippieeeeeeeee…..

Its better to know who is in ur list rather than just add for the sake of it..

*pets my poor tired fingers*

Monday, September 29, 2008

O Baking Feat!!! O

I BAKED A CAKE!!!!

Yippieeeeeeeee…..

Really really I did bake a banana cake.. Well, it was not 100% my work but still, I did the most of it.. After pestering mum for like 2 whole days (she never liked me in the kitchen, thanks to my CULINERY SKILLS), she finally succumbed and took me to buy the ingredients..

I bought everything except for the bananas…What to do aite, I aint experienced… lol.. So, the plan had to be postponed to the next day..

After buying the bananas, I got down to work..

Almost 40 minutes of beating and mixing the flour, finally the cake was ready to be baked… Oh yeah, my mum helped to prepare the batter too..

*giggles*

It was all up to the oven and my darling cake.. 1 hour later, the product was :-

*Skips happily*

It looked reallyyyyyyyyyyy good

And then I remembered :-

Sean Paul :- Cutieeeeeee I want chocolate cake…

When uncle asks, sure I’ll bake for him.. But I haven’t really learned chocolate cake yet.. So, for now, its banana cake first k, uncle..

Bon appetite!!!

*yum yum yum*

--Tagged by KhiruL--

Here I am, innocently reading blogs when I just realized that Khirul has a set of Q n A and the best part is, I’m tagged to answer it..(gracias Khi).. Just hope it’s the right tagged post :P

*giggles*

Anyway this is my version of the Answers… :P

If I could vote for the US Presidential Election (Nov 4th 2008)... Obama has my vote…Simply coz, he has the “presidential look”.. lol My favorite drink is.. Milo ais from the milo van… Ideally, my life after graduation.. Get on the earliest flight to Hollywood and search for Johnny Depp before tying the knot with him and ill live happily ever after like Cinderella….

But realistically.. I’ll be working my ass off, trying to earn money, climb up the career ladder and at the same time, continue my masters n doctorate..

The color of my.. hair is black + blonde +copper brown + reddish brown + light brown + a lil streaks of normal brown and white (sadly)

If I weren't in college.. I’d be off to india to find either Kamal/Maddy or Vishal to get married and settle down as an Indian Princess… *giggles**

When men reach their hands down to 'fix the parking'.. It sends a huge WARNING sign… -à Move 10 steps away from him… But when women fix their bras.. Someone’s gotta do it at some time.. Best do it before it creates even more revealing @ ignominy

I go to the gym.. when the moon turns blue.. The most disturbing movie I've seen is..

A list of horror movies… I can never watch a horror movie.. it gives me sleepless nights and headaches the next morning.. poor poor me :P With a dollar.. Ill but myself a packet of choki-choki.. yum yum

With 10 dollars.. I’ll reload my digi/maxis hp.. both lines are in desperate need of a top-up.. :P Girls open their mouths when they apply mascara because.. no idea.. never applied nor observed anyone wearing mascara YET…but maybe its because they wanna c how will they eye lashes look when they are kissing…

*You ask and I ShaLL aNsweR*

Thursday, September 25, 2008

Predictable…Hmm… When???

Ever reached an end of a road that u never thought would have an end? Even worst, if the end was abrupt and came out of no where??? Lol.. Well, in that case, can you imagine how one might feel when reaching that specific stop? Confused? Devastated? Or just plain shock? I gotta say, it’s a mixture of all the three and even more…

“Life is unpredictable”. That’s one hackneyed cliché that no matter how many times or how often you use it, the meaning remains untainted.. But as unpredictable as it is, one question that boggle my mind is, at what point of life does the unpredictability turns to predictable??? In a better way, at what juncture can you start trusting someone?

I guess, even Hitler nor Bill Gates can answer that query.. What more a simpleton, still in the midst of her adolescence like me come up with an answer for that million dollar question…

However, being an adolescent doesn’t make me INCAPABLE or like many like to say, IMMATURED to discuss this question. Simply because, I have had my share of the cake when it came to TRUST…

Knowing a person for a year long before trusting him with your deepest secrets, dreams and going on step further with your life, only to see that person walk away, turning his back at you, dashing all those dreams and trust, would have surely taught me a lesson. Even I thought I would be more wary of who I mixed and specifically trusted.. But no no no, I just had to go on trusting people.

Call it a good character or my downfall, I just cant help but trust people. So much so, people tend to take me for granted. And at some point of life, when I finally decide to retaliate, they just cant take it. Talk about a fair world..

*sigh*

The list of people in this list just goes on and on… from fLaMe, to Big-B than iLLusIonS followed by SmartyPants.. it just keeps on growing. Nevertheless, the one thing that bewilders me is, how different each of them has betrayed my trust.. Each one in its own way, but each leaving an impact or should I say teaching me an experience that HOPEFULLY prepares me for the future..

*shrugs*

Out of all the various breaking up reasons, I think the one reason that tops the list of the MOST WEIRDEST REASON would be :-

“I got involved in a gang fight and accidentally stabbed someone. He is in a very critical state and im on the run. The cops are after me. I cant even talk on the phone coz they are tabbing my line”

For heaven sake, grow up! The cops in Malaysia have better things to do than get embroiled in a goose chase behind some petty criminal like u. Criminal you are, but not a murdered. Criminal coz u murdered people’s hearts but as far as I know, that doesn’t entitle you for a life long sentence now, does it fLaMe?

So the next time you wanna come up with a reason, use that coconut head of yours coz you end up making a fool out of yourself.

The worst part is, it’s been 1 and a half year since this SCENARIO took place, but I can never seem to erase it out of my mind. Talk bout superglue. I think my brain works way better than UHU when it comes to remembering stuff like this…

One would have thought I knew better than trust an XY again but nah, I just had to make a complete fool out of myself again. This time, in the form of Big-B. A whole new relationship (bro-sis ß make it online bro-sis) and to make matters worst, I had to get my best fren involved.. (no matter how many sorry’s or talk thrashing we do, I can never forgive myself for pulling her into this)

Big-B’s reasons for breaking up with my best buddy :-

To Nagma :- I have to concentrate on my career. I cant get married until I buy a BMW..

To Me :- Her character is very difficult la, aunty. She needs me to be there all the time. She loses temper and even scolded my office staff. Difficult la aunty.

To Sean Paul :- She asked me not to call or sms her again la bro.

Three various reasons to three different people, all just to explain one bloody mistake. Would class acting, aite. In case the tamil cinema runs out of story writers or even actors, they know who to ask now..

Almost three years knowing Big-B, not in my wildest dream did I imagine him succumbing to such cheap tricks. The trust and praises I had for him :-

“Dei, if there’s one person who knows the meaning of love, than it is tata la.. He is one of the people I trust the most”.

Hahahaha… How stupid of me…

Big-B, next time you decide to come up with a story to cover your acts, the least you can do is get it standardized. Only then will it take a little more time and effort to see right through your lies.

As for iLLusIOnS, that’s a whole different story for ya. Until I met iLLusIonS, never did I know that you have to flirt and cheat someone just to get them to help you. Weird ideology but according to him, it works.. What can I say, I was the guinea pig who tested out the hypothesis of that theory and in case any of you are eager to try it out, let me assure you that you can be guaranteed of a 90% success.. (the 10% depends on how well you can flirt and cloy your way around)

Lol.. The more I ponder bout this, the more worked up I get but trying to erase this whole thing from my hard disk in my brain seems like a Herculean task.

Bak kata pepatah, buang yang keruh, ambil yang jernih, I think at some point in life, I would have to forgive (ya right) this jerks and move on.. But for now,

let me have a gala time bitching and talk thrashing this people. After all, compared to the damages they have done, this is miniscule..

*giggles*

*Trusting Homosapiens remains a DreaM*

Tuesday, September 16, 2008

FreaKy FriDay aLa sHaMz’s VerSioN

1.00am :- Sean Paul (SP) calls me and gives the bad news :- the PLAN back fired thanks to some unpredictable people.. Sad to hear, after all the high hopes we had. Anyway since it was already late, the convo was brief and I told him i’ll come online in the morning for the 411 on the story..

2.30am :- Messaged Nagma and told her briefly that the than backfired and will update her bout it tomorrow..

2.36am :- Nagma (being the usual kaypo… hehehe) msg’s back asking for the higlights at least..

3am :- Messaged her a short description of what happened and promised to get back to her in the morning

9am :- Suprisingly woke up early and the first thing to do :- LOG ON IRC… Only to find a memo telling me off… Well if getting a reprimanding memo from a stranger is disturbing, think again.. If only I had any inkling of what was waiting for me.. but nah, there was more waiting specially for me..

10.15am :- Nagma calls and we start our usual “updating” (this is how she phrases it. I call it analyzing the important points.. hehe)

Now comes the surprise :-

10.45am :- THE Big-B calls Nagma. Imagine that. *shrugs*

Nagma:- “ Sham.. Sham.. the Big-B is calling me.. Aiyo what am I to do la? *freaks*

Me :- Huh? Calling you? Acho.. Never mind answer la.. See what he has to say…

Nagma :- Sham, ill answer and call u back k..

10.52am :- Got impatient waiting for her to call back. So i gave her a ring only to find my call waiting. After a few tries, she answered but spoke in a rush.

Nagma :- Shammmmmm… He is shouting la.. Scolding you to the max. Wanna come to your house all.. Wait wait he is calling back..

Me :- Huh.. Oi.. Wei What??

And the line goes dead…

10.54am :- Calles Sean Paul and freaks out..I mean seriously, I cannot imagine the Big-B standing in front my house aite.. *shudders at the mere thought of it*.. Lol.. Imagine my parents’ reaction… Sean Paul tries to calm me down when I get a call from another person.. thinking its Nagma calling back, I hang up only to find some other dufus calling at the wrong time.

11.10am :- Checks my other phone and finds a miss call from The Big-B.. Well its always wise to face problems head on rather than beat around the bush aites.. SO, poor shamzy calls Big-B back, hoping to clear the air but what I received was something totally unexpected…

11.20am – 12.30pm :- The UNFORGETTABLE CONVERSATION

A few highlights from it were :-

The call started by Big-B shouting profanities non-stop for easily 10 minutes… The entire scolding speech (or karangan like how Sean Paul calls is) was only interjected by my occasional unfinished sentences like – “But, let me… Can I pls…You have to hear me…”

When Big-B finally decided to hear me out, I did my best trying to tell him why I had to succumb to the plan.. it was a retribution for what he did to Nagma and also for taking me for granted, always thinking he could say anything and I would belief…

Anyway with Big-B, admitting mistake was a mere dream.. Thus, it was scolding me over n over again, with his side of the story.. Anyway before we could reach to a consensus, my parents came back and I had to hang up.

1pm-5pm :- My worst ever car ride to Kampar.. Nagma was smsing me while I sat in the car, totally blank. Never did I expect things to blow out of proportion in such a major way. All I wanted to do was to go back to my room and call Nagma ASAP..

6pm :- My parents sent me back and left to Penang. It was raining heavily and the line in my room was really bad. So I had to come out to the porch to talk to Nagma. As we were busy doing a post-mortem on the whole issue, I felt something at the back of my neck. Brushing it away, I found a huge bee on the floor. Gosh, if only I had not brushed it away.. *sigh*

6.45pm :- Finish talking to Nagma and went inside my room. Sat on the bad and Lo n Behold, I felt a sharp stinging pain right above my ankle. Trust me, it was stinging to the max. Waking up, I found the stupid farking bee had actually crept inside my pants near the ankle and waited to sting me.. With the stinging leg, I called my parents who were even more shocked to hear. Since there were no clinics near by and I OBVIOSLY didn’t know what to do ( I have never been stung by a bee before) they decided to turn back.

7pm :- Locked my room and limped my way to the stairs. Stupid bee was still in my room. Sat and waited there for my parents to come.

7.15pm :- Called Sean Paul as he was still waiting for my call but couldn’t talk much thanks to the stupid bee who chose the wrong victim.

8pm :- Still sitting on the stairs waiting for my parents. When I called them, they were already approaching Taiping and had to make a turn back to Kampar…

9 pm :- My parents arrive and dad kills the stupid freaking bee which I hate to the MAX. Putting the bee in a plastic, they took me to the nearest clinic available (bout 25 minutes drive)

9.50pm :- I am told that I need to put an injection since the stung had caused my leg to swell like a balloon. (thank you, stupid bee).

9.55pm :- I enter the doctor’s room and once again, I manage to embarrass myself. I have always had a phobia for injections. So, it was back to the screaming n crying, while the doctor laughed. Poor me.

10.40pm :- Back to my hostel to take my school bag and the things needed for my exam. Yes, my exams started the next day. What a timing rite!

11pm :- Checked into the hotel since it was too late for my parents to drive back.

11.20pm :- Finally, with my balloon sized leg settled on the chair, I opened the book to start studying. Thankfully, it was English for Business paper. Imagine if it had been Business Law or QT.

P/s := Within 45 minutes, my poor feet and ankle became swollen like a balloon.. (pic below)

Talk about an eventful day.. No doubt, this is by far, the one day I can never forget. From bad news to bad scolding to bad bee biting my leg badly, could it get any worst??? 5th September 2008 certainly takes the award for being a totally farked up day… But on the bright side, I learnt a lot…

First being learning the true colors of Big-B and next being the hackneyed lesson – Never procrastinate and keep studying for exam to the very last minute coz we never know hat might happen aite.. *grins*

*Freakishly Freaking Friday*

Saturday, September 13, 2008

7 ThiNgS

Never did I imagine there would be a song that just takes the words out of my brain, add some beats and a dash of music n TADA- it’s an epitome of my life..

*giggles*

so for that, its kudos to Miley Cyrus @ Hannah Montana for the song “7 things”

This song is dedicated to fLaMe.. lol…

p/s :- check out the bold, white lines.. it just fits so perfectly.. :P

7 Things…

I probably shouldn't say this But at times I get so scared When I think about the previous Relationship we shared It was awesome but we lost it It's not possible for me not to care And now we're standing in the rain But nothings ever gonna change Until you hear, my dear The 7 things I hate about you The 7 things I hate about you, oh you You're vain Your games You're insecure You love me you like her You made me laugh, you made me cry I don't know which side to buy Your friends they're jerks when you act like them Just know it hurts I want to be with the one I know And the 7th thing I hate the most that you do You make me love you It's awkward and silent as I wait for you to say What I need to hear now is your sincere apology When you mean it I'll believe it If you text it I'll delete it Let's be clear Oh I'm not coming back Your taking seven steps here The 7 things I hate about you You're vain Your games You're insecure You love me you like her You made me laugh, you made me cry I don't know which side to buy Your friends they're jerks when you act like them Just know it hurts I want to be with the one I know And the 7th thing I hate the most that you do You make me love you Compared to all the great things That would take too long to write I probably should mention the 7 that I like The 7 things I like about you Your hair Your eyes Your old Levi's When we kiss I'm hypnotized You make me laugh, you make me cry But I guess that's both I'll have to buy Your hands in mine when we're intertwined Everything's alright I want to be with the one I know And the 7th thing I like the most that you do You make me love you You do, oh Oohhhh oooooooooohhh...

Hmm.. on second thoughts, 7 seems too minimalbe it the good or the bad, it just aint sufficient…

But what can I say, half of me just advocates to c only the good part but the devilish side is on a journey to cancel out every single good thought n spawn nothing but all the bad characteristics..

Anyway, back to the main point, this songs totally rawks…not to forget, its so apt with what I feel…

Thus, its my choice of song for the month of September..

*seven aint enough*