the philodox's diary

Conclusion: A Bid Farewell

2008-06-15T15:52:00.004+08:00

I have decided to end this blog here. =)

So long posts.........So long videos and doodles.....Will leave you un-erased to commemorate your contribution.

The Davids as Jerry Maguire!

2008-05-22T10:49:00.000+08:00

Say My Name, Say My Name

2008-05-01T14:01:00.033+08:00

Yeeeeeeeeehawwww.

Since we are so stressed and worrisome almost all the time, I decided to cheer everyone up. I have put up some pictures that actually makes up a song for you to guess. *teehee* Some pictures might have already spell out the title for you. So I am not going to pronounce where the verses and chorus yah. But the song is in consecutive order. Have funzies!

Spill it spill it! *teehee* Made you smile.

This is actually not made by me. I found another person who doodles! It's by a little girl from the land down under. Isn't it beautiful the way she paints the song. I actually shed tears watching some other ones. Really, words contained in the lyrics can be so powerful when it actually means something, especially when it really means to give all praise to Him and reminds us of how He has delivered us from all things unpleasant.

=(

2008-04-27T17:09:00.006+08:00

EFFORTLESSLY

One word I can't pronounce at a normal pace of speech...that is, to pronounce effortlessly.

Frozen Chosen

2008-04-27T16:04:00.012+08:00

Generally, people would go to malls either to do the typical shopping activities or to catch the latest production right? There is a litter of them who found something new and went for the opposite extreme - instead of brisk moving, they freeze.

Shoelaces.

My personal favourite. He just dropped his papers and froze right after.

This dude actually went around poking people to check if they are real. *laugh*

Group photo!

Maybe it's a form of expression, maybe it's A.D.D. But whichever it may be, what really impresses and entertains is the countless number of puzzled looks of the third parties!

The dude who went poking people around.

Here are some photos of the after-freeze.

It's kind of hard to explain it in words. You would need to watch it for yourself to understand the magic I'm talking about. They actually did one in Pavilion, KL but of course....that was a flop.

Coincidently I witnessed an expression shenanigan in campus yesterday (street carnival) where this group of people just suddenly gathered and looked, then pointed up the sky. I went to see what the fuss was about but the sky was just blue. Well, grey. Blue-ish grey. I thought to myself, "What's all these bafoons up to??" Some of them held their handphones up, looking as if they were taking shots. And at one split second, all of them scattered off like chickens about to get slaughtered.

*laugh* I was one of the third parties tricked. So silly.

As Opposed to Song, "Where is the Tree?"

2008-04-22T17:51:00.002+08:00

Please people. Love our trees. Stop commercial development.

Who Knows?

2008-04-22T15:16:00.015+08:00

I have just gotten up from a coma. *yawn* Literally. My mind did not react or even detect a single sound when I was on bed. That's because my assignment is now...one down. Yes. A very unfortunate realisation. A big part of my life, or may I say, any student's life revolves around the very existence of the word assignment. "What you want to pray for?" Assignment. Bump into an acquaintance and all they talk about is assignment, besides the commonly asked (but never really meant) "How are you?"

Almost the whole of yesterday noon, the same question keeps popping up in my head. "Am I going to collapse and die? Am I going to collapse and die?" Why? Cause I remembered the incident in South Korea 2 years ago! Some avid and fanatic gamer's brain just shuts off while he was on the comp. Found dead playing a computer game?? Talk about supernatural......

And he spent 50 hours on concentrated gaming. I actually spent 48 hours (which if you used your math knowledge, is only 2 hours lesser) on intense, straining manifold research and meticulous study, dissecting, digesting and producing a wordy report on just one specific financial term. Time was my biggest worry while for him it was all he has......well, till the last hour that is.

So I decided look it up to see if they had manage to discover the reason of his death. Not much conclusion there. Albeit....The similar conditions during the time when he was alive seems threatening.

"The man had not slept properly (check), and had eaten very little during his marathon session (check). He only paused playing to go to the toilet and for short periods of sleep (check)."

The very fact that I am able to type all that means I am not yet dead. I suppose the reason why I put this up is so that you will be reminded of....me! And how you almost lost a significant kuchi rat in your life. *teehee*

Life is short, live it to the fullest.

*rawr*

Aaron, I Found The Rainbow.....

2008-04-17T22:14:00.005+08:00

And what's over it is me smiling =)

On The Other Side of The Line

2008-04-17T21:57:00.006+08:00

Ever wonder how communication with another person gets awkward after suppressing it for too long? You just lose that connection.

Suppressing is for lack of a better word I suppose....

The Brouhaha

2008-04-13T19:08:00.010+08:00

Yesterday night I fell asleep watching Sleepless at Seattle. Ironic. *giggles* But yes. I think my body is undergoing some unusual change. I'm afraid I am turning into a nocturnal bed potato-mushroom (I HAVE to add that in.....It's protocol). Yup yup. A potato-MUSHROOM! I wonder how THAT looks like. Will attempt doodle one day.

As I was sitting down on that Mammut chair of mine, reflecting on my life (and such), one thing struck me: how my weight fluctuation pattern really was, or rather, is like. In retrospect, I have to say, I am more than convinced that I could have actually started my very own Bridget Jones series - But of course it would be named as RACHEL TAN Diaries. No. Rachel With Many Tones or Rachel To The Bones and Back To Being A Cone (or something typical like that) - Well, a whole SERIES, mind you, not sequels, all thanks to my undulating, sinusoidal order of erm, shapes in consequence to the irregular and abnormal double E (for eating and exercising) habits.

WHAT..an epiphany eh? All thanks to the Mammut chair.

The point is, I am deadly overweight right now. And if I don't get back on the Stairmaster and threadmill, I'm doodlydang...whatever that may mean.

I miss climbing. Am, however fearful that if I do at this stage, the whole wall might just tear down and there you go - yet another tragic after the case of electrical mismanagement leading to a short circuit which generated enough energy to spread wild fire to the neighbouring factory / den / gym...yadda yadda.

"Don't be so broody lah", he says.

I laughed hysterically.

sigh Maybe I'm Just Meant For Velcros

2008-04-13T17:11:00.006+08:00

Struck By

2008-04-12T03:28:00.007+08:00

Want to just lie on my bed watching love stories and cry all night.

*sniff*

Juno

2008-04-11T18:59:00.012+08:00

I just caught THE most beautiful, erratic, disordered comedic teenage (or not) movie conceivable. For one, it made me cry uncontrollably! I am beginning to be convinced that I am a sucker for indie films cause honestly, I can't stop hunting for more to keep feeding my greed.

I mentioned it earlier in one of my very old posts (sometimes I wonder why I form my blog as though I have gezebillion die-hard reader fans consistently visiting it) about this one:

Every bits and pieces of the movie is weaved and patched up so uniquely that each scene has its own surprises in store for the viewer. Truth be told, when I first saw the trailer, very briefly however, I wasn't too keen on watching it. Which explains why I took so long to get it.

One thing I love about indie films is their music, their soundtrack. This movie is no exception, and possibly one of my favourites. The songs are of such adorable and cute lyrics! It makes you pay attention to, not only the melody, but each and every word that comes out. Verses which makes you fall in love. =)

One of my likings would be "Anyone Else But You". I hope to find that someone whom I can play the guitar and sing this song by the side of the road with....

There are some quotes from the movie which is rather corny but nevertheless hillarious.

"Look. In my opinion, the best thing you can do is find a person who loves you for exactly what you are...good mood, bad mood, ugly, pretty, handsome....what have you. The right person's still gonna think the sun shines out your ass."

Oh! The whole production somehow revolves around stripes! There was a specific scene in the movie where I saw this pair of really colourful stripey stockings! Me likee.

You have to watch this!

Journal Entry Number.........Erm.....

2008-04-09T22:05:00.007+08:00

Many a times I find people often try hard to want to care.....but only realising later on that it's actually a common, yet ironically unrealised trait, that people really are just vultures - longing to feed on other's misery.

Flooded with pessimism? Maybe.

I sat myself down on one of the wooden benches in the 'piazza' today. One of the many things I don't practise on a regular basis...sitting alone that is. And even though the strong breeze drew drizzles onto my face, it didn't really affect me. Instead, I gazed upon the white blue sky and at that significant moment......I was pure adoration. Even though it sounds as if I pulled that out of a book (which unconsciously I might have), it felt real. He felt real. I murmured these exact words to Him, "You know....I really wouldn't mind being alone with You...."

Strong words, I know.

I Want To Remind You...

2008-04-08T00:50:00.014+08:00

" For everything in the world — the cravings of sinful man, the lust of his eyes and the boasting of what he has and does — comes not from the Father but from the world "

1 John 2:16

MARCH 28 - Ketchup and Chili at The Daily Grind...

2008-04-03T21:41:00.012+08:00

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When My Pants Is Unbuttoned.......I Babble =)

2008-04-03T19:00:00.010+08:00

I have a big problem. (That's step one in the admitting defeat so that you can prove that you can admit defeat) I have difficulties getting up every morning and dragging my butt to the gym again.......Wait wait wait. Let's not go so far. Forget the exercise. I....CAN'T GET OUT OF BED!! *weeps* I think I have gained SO much of weight (Step two: Talking about the status of your weight publicly *GASP*) that it is almost impossible to pull myself up every morning, especially on those ugly Mondays. Somebaday help meeeeee!!!

Poor Mondays. Often hated, rarely liked. To some extent I am quite convinced that those days when I frequently had my nose in those Garfields actually corrupted my impression on Mondays. Evil. I told you cats are evil.

I had flu-fever: fluer. And have just recuperated from it. (Yay!!) I am free from tissue boxes and plastic bags! (Yayyyy!!) CELEBRATE with me! *blows nose* Nothing! (Yay!!) One..MORE..TIME! *blows nose* Nothing! (Yay!!)

Note:
Absolutely no offense intended to those who are under the permanent influence of sinusitis. *gulp* Erm. Ya ya. Feel free to suck it back in....*runs away*

2008-04-01T21:18:00.005+08:00

i have a FAT FACE....

and i LOVE it.

Portnoy in The Making?

2008-01-23T17:59:00.000+08:00

They say, if you have the passion for what you like, go ahead and take lessons. So guess what? I heeded their advice. Except that in my case, it wasn't precisely a burning desire. An interest rather.

*tak tak tak tak tak tak tak tak tak tak tak tak tak tak tak tak tak tak tak tak tak tak tak tak tak tak tak tak tak tak tak tak tak tak tak tak tak tak tak tak*

That, my friend, is part of what you have to endure if you hold the identity of a noob. Constant and consistent medley of beats from the Vic Firth's and the metronome for hours...And of course, absolutely not leaving out the strong aura of authority emitting from your si-fu in a meter and a half radius. Perpetual torture. *cue sad violin song*

Though....my si-fu isn't really the kind who barks at you or gives you that judgemental stare to the extent you to sudder to a halt. *shakes head* He is, as a matter of fact, a cool (nothing against subtlety) and lanky (still respects freedom of choice and different metabolism rates), bald (not by any chance a hair activist), Indian (not being racist) dude (nowhere near feminism). Watch this.

Kiut isn't he? "Bye. See you soon."

Starting from scratch is always the hardest thing to do. (Warning. May contain randomness) I remember the time when I was crushed by the truth that Pi was in reality, not 22/7 and that I have to actually calculate to produce the actual answer.

It's actually 3.14159 26535 89793 23846 26433 83279 50288 41971 69399 37510 58209 74944 59230 78164 06286 20899 86280 34825 34211 70679 82148 08651 32823 06647 09384 46095 50582 23172 53594 08128 48111 74502 84102 70193 85211 05559 64462 29489 54930 38196 44288 10975 66593 34461 28475 64823 37867 83165 27120 19091 45648 56692 34603 48610 45432 66482 13393 60726 02491 41273 72458 70066 06315 58817 48815 20920 96282 92540 91715 36436 78925 90360 01133 05305 48820 46652 13841 46951 94151 16094 33057 27036 57595 91953 09218 61173 81932 61179 31051 18548 07446 23799 62749 56735 18857 52724 89122 79381 83011 94912 98336 73362 44065 66430 86021 39494 63952 24737 19070 21798 60943 70277 05392 17176 29317 67523 84674 81846 76694 05132 00056 81271 45263 56082 77857 71342 75778 96091 73637 17872 14684 40901 22495 34301 46549 58537 10507 92279 68925 89235 42019 95611 21290 21960 86403 44181 59813 62977 47713 09960 51870 72113 49999 99837 29780 49951 05973 17328 16096 31859 50244 59455 34690 83026 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Oh well. Back to practise. Something will come out of this....

Whatever Happened to Originality....

2008-01-22T22:29:00.000+08:00

Word of The Day: Suckybus

2008-01-20T03:56:00.000+08:00

"If she's not psychotic then she's a stalker and if she's not a stalker, she's a CIA operative. Well maybe, just maybe, she's a suckybus"

"What's that?"

"Well suckybus is some sort of a demon that sucks the life of a healthy man"

*silence*

"I was once a healthy man"

-Quoted from Man of The Year-

Cruel Intentions ngyek ngyek ngyek

2008-01-16T19:24:00.000+08:00

You know how songs on air nowadays are highly encouraging sexual immorality, namely premarital sex? Okay. Put that aside for a second and listen to what I have to babble. *huge grin*

While the female would sing ballads which are somewhat feminist (I'm not saying radically), the male would sing defensively in reply to that. For instance, how women think they should be well treated and educating men in melody of how they should be loved cause apparently men often only show their passion towards their women in a nonchalant manner. For the men, it would be of how a woman is impossible to be satisfied.

On the way back from work earlier, as I was worming my way through the annoying traffic jam, Mix FM played a familiar song which I happily sang to. The song goes like this:

To really love a woman
To understand her
You gotta know her deep inside
Hear every thought
See every dream
And give her wings when she wants to fly

And when you find yourself
Lying helpless in her arms
You know you really love a woman

When you love a woman
You tell her that she’s really wanted
When you love a woman
You tell her that she’s the one
She needs somebody
To tell her that it’s gonna last forever
So tell me have you ever really
Really really ever loved a woman

To really love a woman
Let her hold you
Do you know how she needs to be touched ?
You gotta breathe her
Really taste her
To you can feel her in your blood
Then when you can see your unborn children in her eyes
You know you really love a woman

When you love a woman
You tell her that she’s really wanted
When you love a woman
You tell her that she’s the one
She needs somebody
To tell her that you’ll always be together
So tell me have you ever really
Really really ever loved a woman

You got to give her some faith
Hold her tight
A little tenderness
You gotta treat her right
She’ll be there for you
Taking good care of you
You really gotta love your woman

And when you find yourself
Lying helpless in her arms
You know you really love a woman

When you love a woman
You tell her that she’s really wanted
When you love a woman
You tell her that she’s the one
She needs somebody
To tell her that it’s gonna last forever
So tell me have you ever really
Really really ever loved a woman
Just tell me have you ever really
Really really ever loved a woman
Just tell me have you ever really
Really really ever loved a woman

It was not till the song was over that I realise, hey....wait a minute...It was sung by Bryan Adams! A man! A species of the OPPOSITE sex! And it was at that very moment (and only for that moment) I fell in love with him. Finally! A woman lover. Hey hey. Before I made my conclusion, I actually checked who composed the song. Who knows! For all I know a neurotic woman pointed the gun to Bryan's head and say "Make this song famous or else!". But anyway, they were THREE men. Not one nor two but THREE who composed it together! Yay!! We still have hope girls!

I wonder what most men would have in their heads if they ever listen to the song. *continues to hum*

Disclosure-field?

2008-01-12T01:11:00.000+08:00

If I were to name a movie which I'm definitely not looking forward to, it'd be Cloverfield. They have been running commercials for about a few months now and most of what they do is fit in scenes properly and meticulously so that they do not by any chance reveal any part of the creature or monster or whatever you imagine that thing to be.....WHICH by the way broke Liberty's head! (how nonsensical and rude!)

Rumours had it that the erm.....that thing is off some hybrid mix of crab and giant lice. I have absolutely NO idea how that could possibly look like BUT...interestingly enough, I found a sketch of it. *grin*move eyebrows up and down*

Ladies and gentlemen......

Looks like a bloody whale cum ostrich gone wrong.

It's Here....

2008-01-11T16:10:00.000+08:00

This holiday........One block will make its move and get the better of all mankind.....

It's blue......

It's green......

It's.....unstoppable.....

You see it, you feel it. But none can fathom the true mystery of it all.....

It steals your attention.......

It gives you insomnia.......

This season.....

One girl.....will enter the kingdom of the devil and defeat the evil manifesting the minds of men.....

One girl....will bring the wind from the east to the west and solve the matter which has lasted centuries long........

.....integration....

Will she be able to do it.....

Will she be strong enough to carry through........

THE CUBE

...January 10, 2007...

Rendition

2008-01-09T00:33:00.000+08:00

Rashid Salimi......Rashid Salimi........Rashid Salimi (pronounced Rakhsyeed Sahleemee) kept ringing in my head after I came out of Hall 7. So very hypnotic.

Yesterday noon, this gloomy looking poster caught my attention and knowing me, I enjoy misery. So I paid a little more attention to it than my usual fit for movie ads.

I didn't really read much into it but the moment I saw the row of casts, I knew right there and then that I HAVE to watch this. Meryl Streep. Reese Witherspoon. Jake Gyllenhaal. Interesting mix of talent.

Back to Rashid Salimi. I came out of the hall feeling a sense a satisfaction, as though finally, my ten bucks matches its worth of cinematic experience.

Meryl Streep is one heck of a woman. Amazingly charismatic. I think she is one of the very few women who is able to really live up the character. As I once heard, if an actor has the ability to make you build the emotions up; be it anger or even laughter, he has done his job. She brings it to a higher ground. In Devil Wears Prada, she plays the role of Miranda and she ensures she receives the hatred she intends.

I may have given out a positive expectation of the movie but really. Watch this. Either ways you will not regret it.

A Good Friend of Mine Sent me This. laugh

2008-01-09T00:08:00.000+08:00

The Husband Store

Click here to joint the group

A store that sells husbands has just opened in New York City, where a woman may go to choose a husband.

Among the instructions at the entrance is a description of how the store operates. You may visit the store ONLY ONCE!

There are six floors and the attributes of the men increase as the shopper ascends the flights.

There is, however, a catch. ... You may choose any man from a particular floor, or you may choose to go up a floor, but you cannot go back down except to exit the building!

So, a woman goes to the Husband Store to find a husband. .

On the first floor the sign on the door reads:

Floor 1 - These men have jobs and love the Lord.

*********

The second floor sign reads:

Floor 2 - These men have jobs, love the Lord, and love kids.

*********

The third floor sign reads:

Floor 3 - These men have jobs, love the Lord, love kids, and are extremely good looking.

" Wow," she thinks, but feels compelled to keep going.

*********

She goes to the fourth floor and sign reads:

Floor 4 - These men have jobs, love the Lord, love kids, are drop- dead good looking and help with the housework.

"Oh, mercy me!" she exclaims, "I can hardly stand it!"

*********

Still, she goes to the fifth floor and sign reads:

Floor 5 - These men have jobs, love the Lord, love kids, are drop- dead gorgeous, help with the housework, and have a strong romantic streak.

She is so tempted to stay, but she goes to the sixth floor and the sign reads:

*********

Floor 6 - You are visitor 4,363,012 to this floor. There are no men on this floor. This floor exists solely as proof that women are impossible to please.

Thank you for shopping at the Husband Store. Watch your step as you exit the building, and have a nice day!

*********

Send this to all men for a good laugh and to all the women who can handle the truth !

The laughter I broke into after reading that email wasn't in agreement to what it states that women are impossible to please but rather the fact that, as human beings we should always seek the best option or alternative to go about life, wouldn't you agree?

I mean, come on, if the floors gradually provides a better choice, then naturally you would go up seeking for it. Can't just settle for mediocre now can we?

*bluekk*

=)

2008-01-01T17:19:00.000+08:00

New Year's Resolution:

Losing 10 kgs before January ends

Greedy Bee

2007-12-30T21:38:00.000+08:00

Little bee saw chocolate and couldn't resist. Stuck his head inside and now, he can't get out.

*Teehee*

What in The Dough?

2007-12-29T12:40:00.000+08:00

I don't even have to ask. I BET you can guess the common product of these logos.

Doughnuts!

All of the sudden it became like one of those Tamagotchi or Pokemon craze. Faddism. *tsk tsk* I mean. It is after all just some stuffed or glazed cooked dough....But looking at the word kan, apart from the origin of the word itself, the word 'doughnut' actually somehow suggests indulgence. Doesn't it?

Doughnuts are so very overrated by media and people.

Wouldn't you agree? Cop movies. Homer Simpson. College charity fair. If you go to the nearest J Co Donuts & Coffee or Big Apple, you will most definitely be able to witness the fuss: a constant stream of customers lining up to buy those dozens. After Alvin and The Chipmunks, I went over to Big Apple and here goes. With arms lifted up, I confess. Bought home half a dozen. *Teehee*

Being in the line made me realise that number one, the line was long because of bad management. People had to wait 'cause even though there were sufficient workers, they were not exactly efficient. And two, some people were in the line not knowing why they were there in the first place. 2 women in front of me were having a conversation (well, they were speaking so loudly, I couldn't help overhearing alright) and it goes something like this,

"What are we doing here?"
"I don't know. Buy....doughnuts?"
"Is it even nice?"
"Wait. I thought you said it was nice."
"Huh? I thought you said it was nice"
*silent pause*
"But the line is so long, it has to be nice"
"Yeah I agree"
"Oh well, if it's not nice we will just give it away"

(''D)

These are the ones I bought. *points down* Pretty pretty doughnuts.

Now you see it.....

*Grawrawrghawrghaggarrrmmmm*

Now you don't.

Sherlock at Home

2007-12-29T10:53:00.000+08:00

Approximately this hour of time yesterday, as I was crawling out of the kitchen due to my major disappointment that there wasn't any breakfast even after thoroughly rummaging through the 2 fridges, the dining table, and the cabinets, I heard a noise. A noise so very familiar, only originating from the store room. Extremely odd. *ting* Yaha! At this time, the 'bubble of thought' popped up and the investigation tools I need slowly made an appearance. Magnifying glass. Headtorch (you know, the kind of torchlight you strap to your head). Ziploc bags (for evidence silly!). Then I figured "Rachel! No time. No time! The lives of your family is at stake here!" So for the love of my parents, siblings and goldfishes, I decided to be the heroin *flashes of making headlines in the news* and took a brave step closer into the store room *cue track from Jaws*

The sound echoes louder as I move nearer to the bed. I climbed on the bed, pushing everything aside, lifting every box, every clothing, well, basically turning the room upside down. And THEN.........I heard another sound coming from my right. This time it sounds a little different. *gasp gasp gasp* ....I saw a huge cardboard box. I slowly opened up the box lid *heart pounds pounds pounds* and THERE is was!!

A cat! A cat with a bold stare! (Lovely brown eyes though) A cat HISSING at me!

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!

*instinctive decision* (RUNNNN!!!!)

I scurried out of the room and screamed.........(think Macaulay Culkin running up and down the staircase, with arms waving in the air)...

"A CAT GAVE BIRTH IN OUR STORE ROOM!!!!"

Rachel is so very drama.

Half A Day at The Curve

2007-12-28T00:51:00.000+08:00

Luncheon at Itallianies

Fat and chubby lamps dressed in ribbons

Holly vines?

Pretty bottles sitting on the veneer

A Fed (With Good Food) Stomach is A Happy Stomach

Stuffed Mushrooms

Salmon Fettuccine + Classic Pizza

Though some might beg to differ.....

Move-eee (Moving from Point B to E)

Nicholas Cage: Don't worry Rachel. I will....protect you. *reaawwr*

Rachel: Waaaa! So man........Man with torch. *yum* Me likes.

Blue cheese. Gettitt?

"The cheese is evil!!!"

Ke'jakun'ness terlampau.

*Cis* Apparently you can actually find this fella eating 'kai fan' (chicken rice) in Satellite, PJ.

Throw Me A Blanket

2007-12-27T12:37:00.000+08:00

3 more days till the year is over! ......Too enthusiastic. 3 more days till the year is over....... Hmmm. Too depressive. 3 more days till the year is over. Perfect.

When it comes to the last few days, most people fuss over the same old thing: "Celebration". I think I have left that stage behind a while back. Yes, no doubt (bias description of a typical scene) the whole idea of being part of the sweaty and icky crowd, standing in the middle of somewhere spectating the dives and dances of the fireworks and not forgetting the counting down to yet another year sounds all exciting...But is that all there is to it? That's it? That's how the year is going to end?

For some funny reason, I have made the decision to refrain myself from celebrating the year. Instead, I would take the eve to perhaps, quietly commemorate, reflect on the pivotal moments and if ever celebration should be done, it'd be just with a smile.

Why? 'Cause I feel that there were many things that had happened from the first of January 2007, whether in my life or the life of others, did not deserve the opening of wine corks and clanking of glasses.

New Years....in fact, should very much in fact be something...not all that celebratory. To a certain extent I'd think it should be of grievance. Think about it. Making new resolutions. The only manner of producing sincere ones is to reflect. It is that time to reminisce. To ponder and to weigh out the events in our lives and how it has affect ourselves and others. Things you could have done, could have said. Negligence. Obligations after obligations. I wonder if a piece of blank paper lies in front of you to just pen anything for the season down, what would be it. I think I'd be almost convinced the paper remains almost blank, or dare I say blank.

Throughout the year, innocent lives were robbed, racial segregation and condemnation happened, the usual political hullabaloo, natural disasters, discovery of new diseases....All too depressingly repetitive and cliche. *cue melancholic violin play*

Therefore, this year, I have chose to bewail over the bad side of things that had passed for the year.

Heresy? I know. ('',)

Role Playing

2007-12-27T02:15:00.001+08:00

THE GIANT SHEEP

Once upon a time, there lived a giant sheep named Jolly up in the mountains. It was feared by all the living things that lived in the mountains, including the trees.

Poor Jolly has always wanted a friend but no one dares go near him. Jolly feels very lonely sometimes. Which is why some days, Jolly would catch the animals who lived in the mountains to play with. One day, Jolly caught Rudolphy's best friend Junior.

Rudolphy heard about the news from the fellow flock and quickly made his way to the giant sheep to rescue his friend.

Rudolphy waited and waited and finally, the giant sheep falls into a deep sleep.

Rudolphy slowly sneaks to the giant's foot and starts climbing it. As he carefully climbs, he whispers Junior's name, loud enough for Junior to hear but softly so that the giant is not waken up.

As Rudolphy makes his way up to the giant's stomach, he slips and accidentally pulled part of the giant's wool. The giant did not make any move. So Rudolphy continues climbing and seeking for his dear friend, Junior.

When Rudolphy reached the giant's head, the giant's eyes opened! The giant started panicking and shakes his head repeatedly. Rudolphy holds on to the giant's wool really tight so that he doesn't fall off.

"Ow! You are hurting me!", shouts the giant. "Let go of me", he says. Rudolphy yells, "Junior! I am here to save you!" and jumps off to the ground.

Rudolphy tries to run away as fast as he could from the giant. And the giant caught him. The giant breathes in heavily and say, "I am not a bad sheep! I just want to have friends!"

The giant squeezed Rudolphy too hard and Rudolphy suffocated to death. The giant accidentally lets go of the Rudolphy because of shock that he killed the poor reindeer. Rudolphy fell onto Junior who was running away at that time and Junior also died. The giant felt extremely sad and had a heart attack and went along to heaven with Rudolphy and Junior.

*THE END*

Out of the BAG

2007-12-27T01:52:00.001+08:00

Just Jolly and I

Shiny Plastic and Golden Ribbon

2007-12-27T01:23:00.001+08:00

Still a baby

Itallianies with the Girls

2007-12-27T01:17:00.000+08:00

My Little Bears

Stranger to Stranger

2007-12-26T22:47:00.000+08:00

Some days I wish I could sink deep into the lives of others. Want to swim in their thoughts and see things through their eyes. At times when I drive, have this habit of observing other drivers. A handful hangs a look on their face as if the world is about to come to an end and they urgently need to think of the last thing they wish to do. A number would carry a sour and angry face, drawing creases on the forehead.

Things which often drown minds carry on, brought forward to work, home. But really. Why do we get bogged down by whatever bogs us? Why are we so bugged and affected by certain things? And really. Why is it that 'it happens and cannot be avoided'?

Yes I know. I have chosen this day to be naive and walk in the bed of idealism. But I think perhaps in all that we think as 'supposed' and 'should be's, something can be done about it.

Try throwing a smile at Mr. or Mrs. Sourface. I actually did that a few times, once receiving nothing but hostility.....but the rest of the time, a smile back. It is beautiful to see how you could change their day with just one small simple gesture. Stranger to stranger.

*grin*

Jolly Mah and Reintier !

2007-12-26T21:00:00.000+08:00

Have you ever seen the perfect legs.......

So furry and fleecy....

Have you ever seen the perfect nose......

So pretty you just feel like eskimo-kissing it!

Butt to butt!

Side by side.....

*Teeeheeee*

Bibiddi Bobiddi Boo !

2007-12-26T18:23:00.000+08:00

I don't know if you recall this particular Disney production back in the 80's but it's one of my favourites. Sometimes I would wish to have a chubby and kiut fairy Godmother to entertain me and make me dresses and slippers of glass. Teehee.

I included the lyrics of one of those lovely and sticky (it gets stuck in your head for hours!) songs in this toon.

Salagadoola mechicka boola bibbidi-bobbidi-boo
Put 'em together and what have you got
bibbidi-bobbidi-boo
Salagadoola mechicka boola bibbidi-bobbidi-boo
It'll do magic believe it or not
bibbidi-bobbidi-boo
Salagadoola means mechicka booleroo
But the thingmabob that does the job is
bibbidi-bobbidi-boo
Salagadoola menchicka boola bibbidi-bobbidi-boo
Put 'em together and what have you got
bibbidi-bobbidi bibbidi-bobbidi bibbidi-bobbidi-boo

=)

2007-12-25T13:26:00.000+08:00

My cousin came intruding a few days back..robbing a few days of my life.......and it was all good. Possibly the one best thing that happened in this whole 2 months of undulating motions of hype and boredom.

So this is just ONE part of what we did. You Tube vids. This song is just so stuck in me and my cousin's head that we had to express it out once in a while. I thought the video is really...........*insert expectation*.........

Believe you me, even if you have remained the most headstrong macho guy, you will clench a fist and lift them up to your cheeks and SHRIEK out kiutness.

In Awe

2007-12-16T01:20:00.000+08:00

Sometimes having to do things alone takes the best of you. You yell in agony, you kick and struggle in desperation. The funny thing is, it gets you to fully surrender to Him. Or for me the least. And you can really feel that you are living at that very moment, using the strength He gives you. I dare say...the feeling is more than just amazing. A test of time, one of the most challenging times for me that is, brings me to my knees and proclaim that He is really faithful.....No other words could explain that heartfelt experience. Of His presence, felt the entire time.

What more can I ask.

You Are Faithful - Hillsongs

2007-12-10T11:50:00.000+08:00

Lord of all the earth
how You care for me
You have made me
You will save and carry me always

Chorus:

You are faithful
You are faithful
You are faithful
Your joy is my strength

Lord you are my God
i rely on You
i put my hope in things not seen
Your promises all true

Bridge:

Always you’re with me
Your hand will lift me
My trust is in your hands
Always you’re with me
Your hand will lift me
My trust is in your hands

Mengejar HadirMu - GMB

2007-12-10T11:33:00.000+08:00

Dekat padaMu itu rinduku
Setiap kataku Kau pun menunggu
Tak kusangka kutemukan satu kasih yang abadi
Kini kudatang dan kubawa hidupku

Reff:

Memandang wajahMu
Mengikuti kebaikanMu
Mengejar hadirMu
dalam hidupku

Membawa sembahku
Menyatakan kebesaranMu
Mengejar hadirMu
dalam hidupku

down on my knees - ayo

2007-11-19T23:16:00.000+08:00

So I am stuck in the pharmacy for more than 10 hours. And they keep repeating the same few songs, assuming it's from same CD. True broken player. There is this one song which describes some women who really are in such desperation to just be loved by persons who do not appreciate them. Happens. But disgusting.

Do you really think she can love you more than me, do you really, really think so
Do you really think she can love you more than me, baby I know she won't
Cause I loved you, unconditionally, I gave you even more than ,I had to give
I was willing for you to die, cause you were more precious to me, than my own life

Down on my knees, I’m begging you, Down on my knees, I’m begging you, Down on my knees, I’m begging you, Please, please don’t leave me

I won’t believe, that you really, really, wanna leave me, just because of her
Have you forgot about, all the things, we’ve been through, she was not the one, who was there for you
See, I loved you unconditionally, I gave you even more than ,I had to give
I was willing for you to die, cause you were more precious to me, than my own life

Down on my knees, I’m begging you, Down on my knees, I’m begging you, Down on my knees, I’m begging you, Please, please don’t leave me

Don’t leave me, I’m begging, I love you, I need you, I’m dying, I’m crying, I’m begging,
Please love me
I love you, I love you, I’m begging, please love me, I’m begging, I’m begging, Please dont’leave me, no, no, no, no, no

Down on my knees, I’m begging you...

2007-11-14T00:53:00.001+08:00

A Day At The Pharmacy

2007-11-13T23:01:00.000+08:00

Standing in the pharmacy rigidly for say, 10 hours can really cause you your brain. It's partially liken to selling your soul to the devil and doing time at the same time.

But today. TODAY is slightly out of the ordinary. A stranger got transferred from this pharmacy elsewhere and boy is she entertaining! She is sporting enough to actually open up about her life, her family, and also ahem, her profundity beyond all.

Picture this: 4 middle age women, around 30s to 40s, all have been in the sales marketing business since forever, tattooed eyebrows and dyed hair, individually speaking in their own comfort language, yet trying very hard to make communication able 'cause.....3 speaks Cantonese; one's fine, one can't grasp Bahasa, the other can't speak English. The last one out of the 4 only does no Cantonese or anywhere near it. So all 4 were sharing stories and once in a while pops the question of "What did she say?"......actually more like, "Ha?"

I could understand all 3 languages they used, so I was just standing there participating only not verbally. All I did was just throwing in some simple gesture of a smile, laughter or a nod. Oh. Let's not forget the looks of shock and disgust. *sticks tongue out*

So what I've heard? Woohoo. Plenty!

Lesson 1:
Do not pick the wrong husband.

Apparently all of them had some hubby problem; flirting and sleeping with other women, drinking, couldn't care less about the children, squandering their hard earned money on sluts and whores (direct quoted from them! but jokes aside, RM 75 000 within a month!!!).........horny-ness. *ahem* Some of the things they were talking about.....

"Dia malam saja ah, mau la. Kasi saja lor. Apa buat. Saya tidur atas katil macam ikan mati ah orang cina cakap."

"Saya sudah datang itu menapos ah, sudah manyak kering la. Dia kata apa tau. Aiya. Lu jangan risau la. Gua kasi buat lu manyak sup. Manyak jahat oh. Cakap gua sudah kering ah, kasi buat sup oh."

"Yalah yalah. Saya tarak kisah pinya. Saya kasi cakap, satu bulan satu kali cukup. Tarak manyak manyak. Sudah kasi 3 anak tarak cukup. Dia pun tarak kasi anak makan. Saya kerja kerja ah, balik lagi dia mau. Pigi mampus dia."

Lesson 2:
Do not have intercourse with your spouse when you are having your menstrual.

Back to the last item in lesson 1. Yeeeeeeeeeeeappppp. One of them had this problem. Well, simply put, he wanted it ALL the time. One day she says she told him she's having her menstrual. He asked for the other erm, 'entrance'. She said noOoooOoo. So, guess what? He went elsewhere seekin' for self-gratification. But the real deal was that, having sexual intercourse during that time of the month can apparently 'cause infections and (insert disgusting stuff). The women's body excrete these unwanted wastes from the body to, well, remove them from the body. Nothing so-very-complicated about that. So, let nature be! Horny men. Can't be saved.

Lesson 3:
In case of a husband emergency, dump the man, save the children!

Never ever ever ever ever trust men. According to them, men are nincompoops, wantons, or in Rachel language: dungus! So this is what they told me. Do not trust men, as mentioned earlier. They told me to be sure of having my own personal savings and a separate, hidden bank account so that in any case, you still have yourself to rely on. Hmmm. Oh yeah. Children. Kick the husband, grab the children and fleeeeeeeeeeeee.

That's about what I can remember. *chuckles*

Oh yah. Some events I often see or hear on tele or movies, friends but have yet to witness, actually happened. An adolescent came to the pharmacy, circulating around for quite some time, frantically yet reluctantly looking for something and finally, asking for some pill to so-called 'regulate her menstrual cycle again'. Honestly to me, I really thought she came to only want some Primrose or such, but according to the experienced aunties, and I quote, "This one ah, suuuure pregnant." I didn't believe it. And both of them commented that I was still young, haven't seen the rest of the world, yadda yadda yadda. And one of the 2 added, "Betul la. You tak tau. Kita tengok saja ah, sudah boleh tau la. Ini sudah kena cucuk punya. Biasalah budak-budak sekarang. Kicik-kicik sudah cucuk cucuk. Depan belakang semua cucuk."

Hmmm. The highlight of the day. 3 African girls approached the vitamin counter. All 3 asked for some birth control pills or something similar to what the previous girl has requested; some pill for menstrual. So this auntie thought it would be fun playing along. She dragged them to condom counter and say, "You take this ah, no need to worry about pills la!" The girls were laughing away, flipping the condom front and back. The auntie then took the pink coloured one and said, "This one ah, you use very nice ohhh." It has 'Vibratine' written on it. I felt a bit uncomfortable (though curious) so I walked away. After entertaining them, the auntie came over and said, "Dia amik itu cili padi punya. Saya dalam hati kata gila apa ini orang. Itu ada customer kata itu manyak panas oh. Tarak best. Saya cepat cepat kasi tau dia la. Nanti mati saya kena oh." And she was laughing away.

Oh. They ended up buying the Vibratine.

Amusssssing.

rachel

2007-11-09T01:48:00.001+08:00

scrub scriptin'

2007-11-07T22:16:00.000+08:00

I was just seeking for some Scrubs vid on YouTube once I found out that people actually post them there. For the past week I have been looking for this one episode in Season 1 entitled "Bed, Banter and Beyond" 'cause I can't seem to download the full story. Well, today is the day I actually get to watch it. For some reason or rather, it was strangely....familiar. Certain parts made me weep when it's not even emotional or near emotional to begin with. I thought I'd share it.....HOWEVER, this morning I found out that the videos have been removed by the user.

They stand, looking at each other.
We hear Dr. Cox's voice before we see him, again, in the psychologist's office.

Dr. Cox: Relationships don't work the way they do on television and in the movies: Will they, won't they, and then they finally do and they're happy forever -- gimme a break. Nine out of ten of them end because they weren't right for each other to begin with, and half the ones that get married get divorced, anyway. And I'm telling you right now, through all this stuff, I have not become a cynic, I haven't. Yes, I do happen to believe that love is mainly about pushing chocolate-covered candies and, you know, in some cultures, a chicken. You can call me a sucker, I don't care, 'cause I do...believe in it. Bottom line...is the couples that are truly right for each other wade through the same crap as everybody else, but, the big difference is, they don't let it take 'em down.

He continues speaking as we watch Elliot and J.D., in the break room, silently facing each other.

Dr. Cox: [continuing] ....One of those two people will stand up and fight for that relationship every time, if it's right, and they're real lucky. One of them will say something.

After one last look, Elliot turns and walks out of the room.
Dejected, J.D. sits down.

Cut to: The Psychologist's Office
J.D. sits, facing the camera.

J.D.: Things that wouldn't'a bothered you a week ago in a friendship become so incredibly important when sex is involved. I just...I think it'd be easier if you weren't friends with your girlfriend.... At all.

Cut to: Elliot, taking her turn.

Elliot: I've always been so sure about everything in my life. I was--I was sure I that wanted to be a doctor, and I was sure that I was gonna be married by the time I was 25.... But, relationships.... I always heard that when they were right, they were easy. That--that, even when things got hard...that they were easy. I don't get that at all, you know. [she laughs] How is that possible?

Cut to: J.D.
J.D.: Am I in a relationship now?

Back to: Elliot
Elliot: ...No. Uh, I'm not in one now.

Back to: J.D.
J.D.: [thinks a moment] ......No.

Watched this other one I downloaded today; episode 3 of Season 4; "My New Game". Had the same effect. This is from the last scene.

J.D.: Nice work.
Look, man, it was one second of doubt, okay? Since when do you care what anybody else thinks?

Turk: I don't. I care what you think. Since the day I met you, you've...treated me like I was the man, like I could accomplish everything. This is gonna sound lame, but --

Softball Player: I've got it!

Turk: -- your being like that's one of the reasons I've gotten to where I am.

J.D.: Wow. That's the nicest thing you've ever said to me.

J.D.'s Narration: In the end, every relationship needs maintenance.

Turk: Hey, Ted. Get out the sun, man.

Ted the Lawyer: [angry drunk] You owe me money!

J.D.'s Narration: ...Whether it's the smallest gesture...

HOSPITAL -- HALL

Dr. Cox: Hey, Doctor. Doctor!
Want to, uh, you wanna take a look at the guy in 302 and tell me whether or not you think he's really sick or just bonkers?

Molly: Are you actually asking my opinion?

Dr. Cox: Well, I'm gonna ignore it, but...yeah, knock yourself out.

J.D.'s Narration: ...or just picking up back where you left off.

TURK & J.D. & CARLA'S APARTMENT

Turk: I'm a little nervous about surgery tomorrow.

J.D.: Aw, you'll kick ass.

Carla: So are you guys gonna go out tonight?

Turk: No, we're gonna stay in.

Carla: Well, I'll be in the bedroom with all the straight people.

J.D.: Are your giblets warm?

Turk: Like a Christmas ham!

J.D.: Same!

J.D.'s Narration: The bottom line is that if you care about someone, it's pretty easy to make the sacrifice.

what would jesus do? i mean buy?

2007-11-07T01:41:00.000+08:00

Hmmm. This would be rather interesting.

From producer Morgan Spurlock (Super Size Me) and director Rob VanAlkemade, “What Would Jesus Buy?” examines the commercialization of Christmas in America while following Reverend Billy and the Church of Stop Shopping Gospel Choir on a cross-country mission to save Christmas from the Shopocalypse (the end of humankind from consumerism, over-consumption and the fires of eternal debt.) The film also delves into issues such as the role sweatshops play in America’s mass consumerism and Big-Box Culture. From the humble beginnings of preaching at his portable pulpit on New York City subways, to having a congregation of thousands - Bill Talen (aka Rev. Billy) has become the leader of not just a church, but a national movement. Rev. Billy’s epic journey takes us to chilling exorcisms at Wal-Mart headquarters, to retail interventions at the Mall of America, and all the way to the Promised Land on Christmas Day. The Stop Shopping mission reminds us that even though we may be “hypnotized and consumerized,” we still have a chance to save ourselves this Christmas.

this is for Praveena

2007-11-07T00:39:00.000+08:00



Woman. If you are reading this, I am so going to hold it against you if it doesn't happen.



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animator vs. animation

2007-11-05T23:32:00.000+08:00

Imagine if each and every one of the stickman we draw gets up and kicks our cursor's butt.

Mintri's Komen

2007-11-05T14:46:00.000+08:00

I stole this from a friend of a friend's blog.

The gre@t S@my Vellu @nnounced tod@y:
"S@y@ syukur @ngk@s@w@n kit@ tel@h meningg@l duni@ 10 h@ri, kini sel@m@t dikebumi"

S@my Vellu ditemur@m@h tent@ng progr@m @ngk@s@w@n neg@r@.

S@my: "...B@gi s@y@, ini semu@ @d@l@h s@tu pemb@zir@n @t@s duit r@ky@t.
Kit@ sep@tutny@ tid@k h@nt@r merek@ ke bul@n, t@pi h@nt@r merek@ pergi
m@t@h@ri. B@rul@h US@, Russi@, respect s@m@ kit@...."

Penemur@m@h: T@pi D@to' Seri, m@t@h@ri k@n p@n@s. M@c@m m@n@ m@u pergi
s@n@ ?

S@my: Cit! itu p@s@l l@ u t@r@ j@di mintri. S@y@ sud@ lebey 30 t@hun
j@di mintri, s@y@ musti @d@ j@l@n penyeles@i@n. Kit@ j@ng@n pergi si@ng,
m@ny@k p@n@s. kit@ pigi m@l@m, b@ru @d@ sujuuuuuk......

life for others

2007-11-03T14:53:00.000+08:00

A very dear friend of mine once threw something random for me to think about. Though it may not appeal to many, it did me. An idealistic view as to how we, walking brains should live our lives. I may not be able to deliver the aggression and urgency of what he said, but it went somewhere along the lines of these.

Physical. Mental. Spiritual. 3 things we are to keep in tip-top condition. In other words, we ought to be physically fit - to save lives, smart (or at least bother to learn) - to change the world and the third one pretty much explains itself.

"Come on, that's no profundity, that's mere common sense."

True. But hey, how many of us have actually went on being independent of the oblivious herd and fulfilling that sole duty to take care of ourselves? It's a distinct reminder for me 'cause at times I can be a real wreck. I can just laze in front of the comp and be a glutton all day long.

So why the sudden yadda yadda yadda right? It's cause of him....

Terry Fox. Athlete. Humanitarian. Activist. A rare and extreme activist I'd say in fact. His amazing spirit lead on transforming his worst nightmare into a dream-come-true for many. Imagine running 5373 miles for 143 days in the course of raising money for the unfortunate, only to realise that while the cancer on your knee has been removed with severe amputation, your lungs decided to be retaliatory and started developing cancer. On the day he returned to be with his father in heaven, almost the entire Canadian nation attended the funeral and paid tribute to him. There were the press and even celebrities. I wonder if those people who went is now apart or even near being apart of what he had believed in...

How many people out there who could, would sacrifice themselves for others? Face to be faced, there is a selfish monster in each and everyone of us. And most of us bother not to abort it and instead sow it with greed and covetousness. And it's....depressing, really.

The number of those who are able and unable actually fairs quite about the same. And the choice made is always not in favour of the needy. I had an epiphany one night, a few weeks back, about my view and manner of dealing with individuals who come begging for money. It had dawned on me that if they are in dire need of cash for survival, and I have more than enough to keep me surviving for the day, I don't see why not. I used to regard them with disdain (especially those with perfect limbs, hearing and speech) and stubbornly held on to the reasonings of 'what if's and 'why's.

But after that day, I thought to myself, if it's really of bad intention that they come to me for money, aren't they only answerable to only God. In the mean time, regardless of what their best interest may be, I will just.....provide help, in anyway I can. 'Cause hey, if Jesus Christ can die on the cross for unworthy beings like us, what else is there left to say? (",)

*Try to get a hold of The Terry Fox Story or Terry DVD if possible. It's an amazing movie that you wouldn't regret seeing. I cried throughout the entire thing! Literally. The Terry Fox Run is held in 50 countries on a yearly basis all around the world, with the same mission; cancer research. Click here if you wish to know more. For those from Malaysia, this is the run for this year, 4th of November. Click here.

2007-11-02T02:00:00.001+08:00

reaping what i have sown

2007-11-02T00:22:00.000+08:00

PUBLIC APOLOGY

I would wish to convey my regrets and sincere apologies in regards to the multiple postings of YouTube materials. To say that it was not my means to possibly provoke, malign, enrage, aggravate or irritate anybody by repetitively doing so. Again, I am deeply apologetic for my insensitivity and offensive manner in which the postings have been done.

As being the recent recipient of destructive comments for the past few days only have I realised the insidiousness of short-term invariability in the posting of blogs. I have neglected the significant role of being a filler in the life of some and failed to attend to the needs of those who suffer from intense boredom. It is my heartfelt hope that the lesson I learnt from this will remain in that small part of my hippocampus and shall not be repeated.

Truthfully God's,

Rachel

celebrities and the public

2007-11-01T17:07:00.000+08:00

While the wise and the religious say "Hide your nakedness!", a contemporary pop Australian singer cum actress appears to not fully agree with the admonition . Instead, she states that, "If you are going to take your clothes off for something, it better be for a good cause." I am speechless as my jaw fell ground level when I came across this alluring-suggestive-yet-for-a-good-cause ad.

Ladies and gentlemen.....*cue drum roll*

Yup yup. It's a public service announcement of how going vegetarian can actually erm,...."spice up your life". While going vegetarian has been proven to do you good, I thought to myself, is this the best way to steal 5 minutes of viewers' attention (or in this case, feasibly extended to half an hour or so) to so much hint the advantages of being a vegetarian? As powerful a marketing idea may be, is it powerful enough till it castigates a person of his or her minimal health conscience and direct their sorry asses to Google all about feasting on the greens or.......will it incite them to Google and feast on Sophie Monk instead?

Don't adverts have any moral obligations or restrictions anymore? Especially when it involves a non-profit organisation which fights and stands on the grounding and principles of "animals are not ours to eat, wear, experiment on, or use for entertainment." Are humans then a substitute channel for all that? I mean, I stand on the fence in regards to nudity to a certain extent. 'Self-seeking' due to incurred curiosity is one thing, but when it's a public communication to ALL people, this goes way beyond the lines of just scantily cladding. Come on, it's even more than just partial nudity. There are juveniles, adolescents and even toddlers seeing this. Really. What might the psychological impact be? I think invoking something, especially things contradicting the initial intention isn't exactly encouraging......or safe for that matter.

This is the part where the word freedom is violated. As liberal the term may be, there still are traces of social ethnicity, common beliefs and what not. Freedom isn't exactly careless liberty.

SITTING ON SANTA'S LAP? SOOO YESTERDAY!

Here is another predicament about celebrities in which the public has to face. The confession booth suddenly becomes a burlesque dancer's nest for self-gratification. This is actually part of an album booklet. Yes. A music album. A pop music album. Pop. You know, the genre popular among most youths, broadcast through various media forms. Music album. The kind of thing anyone of any age would acquire from any music stores, ESPECIALLY juveniles. Place yourself in the position of a perky teenage young girl holding on to this compilation disc booklet (assuming you adore her relentlessly, in spite of) participating in your idol's new fad: priests and scant french outfits. What bla bla bla bla bla.

I rest my case.

a must-watch-movie : juno

2007-11-01T03:16:00.000+08:00

*grins* Yahha. Another movie to be added to my must-watch-list. One of those uncompromising reality movies which gives you a real slap in the face + 'causes you to shudder, for what reason - self-owned. The rebel against revealing 'the bump' after succumbing to one of the world's greatest pleasures yet worst nightmare. *piuuuuuuuuuuuu* Self-(insert noun) drops down to below ZE-RO.

JUNO stars Ellen Page as the title character, a whip-smart teen confronting an unplanned pregnancy by her classmate Bleeker (Michael Cera). With the help of her hot best friend Leah (Olivia Thirlby), Juno finds her unborn child a “perfect” set of parents: an affluent suburban couple, Mark and Vanessa (Jason Bateman and Jennifer Garner), longing to adopt. Luckily, Juno has the total support of her parents (JK Simmons and Allison Janney) as she faces some tough decisions, flirts with adulthood and ultimately figures out where she belongs.

magical places

2007-10-31T22:44:00.000+08:00

What would this young attractive woman have in common with the logo? They would have shouted quite an obvious answer in your head by now I presume. Yup yup yup. Candies! Dylan Lauren, heiress of one of the most successful designers brand, daughter of a renowned fashion icon, Ralph Lauren starts living the dream of being the female version of kids' most loved, Willy Wonka. Dylan's Candy Bar store would be one of the many magical places I would love to witness for myself. I've tried "googling" for images of the famous candy house situated in New York but bits and pieces of each part of the place is the most I can get.

It's a privilege to be born rich isn't it? Silver spoons and french maids. *distracted* Now, why would a million-dollar heiress want to establish her own line when she can just celebrate her life and perhaps help the economy run better by spending all that moolah buying that fur coat, sports car, TRAVELLING or better still, on those who actually needs it? The world is dying and here you are running a candy store, eating up multiple resources, causing pollution by the excessive usage of plastic for packaging, decoration and worst of all, for someone like me to get all excited about. *Ngyah*

*mind wonders off* (Chocolates.......) *snap* Oh oh. Don't be surprised if you see manikins siting at the display corner. Dylan's Candy Bar also market clothing line (noOoOoo.....it's not of Ralph Lauren's) of the same brand! Pillows of chocolate bars and sweets, plushy toys and baby tees which states corny lines with the words "sweet", "chocky", erm....bla bla bla.

Here are a few shots of yummy choc wonderland (I don't fancy sweets...so...yeah) ..........

This is somewhere further inside the shop

This is the section I would not bothered about

Chocolates on the loose! *gasp*

Dylan's have variety of ice-cream flavours, more than Baskin!

cocoon - b'jork

2007-10-31T13:39:00.000+08:00

Who would have known
That a boy like him
Would have entered me lightly
Restoring my blisses

Who would have known
That a boy like him
After sharing my core
Would stay going nowhere

Who would have known
A beauty this immense
Who would have known
A saintly trance
Who would have known
Miraculous breath
To inhale a beard
Loaded with courage

Who would have known
That a boy like him
Possessed of magical
Sensitivity
Who would approach a girl like me
Who caresses cradles his head
In her bosom

He slides inside
Half awake, half asleep
We faint back
Into sleephood
When I wake up
The second time
In his arms
Gorgeousness
He's still inside me

Who would have known
Who ahhh
Who would have known

A train of pearls
Cabin by cabin
Is shot precisely
Across an ocean

From a mouth
From a
From the mouth
Of a girl like me
To a boy
To a boy
To a boy

Whose Line is It Anyway (never seen on TV)

2007-10-28T01:47:00.000+08:00

whose line is it anyway (never seen on tv)

2007-10-27T12:38:00.000+08:00

whose line is it anyway (funny compilation)

2007-10-27T12:28:00.000+08:00

2007-10-27T12:10:00.000+08:00

regis on dave's (heart bypass! woohoo!)

2007-10-12T00:33:00.001+08:00

Oprah on Dave's (both of my fave people!)

2007-10-07T17:46:00.000+08:00

Aiswarya Rai on Dave's (pretty and sarcastic)

2007-10-07T00:58:00.000+08:00

Jack Hannah on Dave's (Lego version)

2007-10-07T00:54:00.001+08:00

Hillary Duff on Dave's (interrogated)

2007-10-07T00:42:00.000+08:00

Jackie Chan on Dave's (HAHAHAHAHAHHA)

2007-10-07T00:21:00.000+08:00

Jack Hannah on Dave's

2007-10-06T14:54:00.001+08:00

david letterman rocks my socks!

2007-10-05T12:38:00.000+08:00

2007-09-23T00:25:00.000+08:00

French art. Must....conquer it.

2007-09-20T01:49:00.001+08:00

grace kelly - mika

2007-09-20T01:46:00.000+08:00

I was wondering if the chorus of this song were real words. Well, the answer lays here to those who are curious like me.

Do I attract you?
Do I repulse you with my queasy smile?
Am I too dirty?
Am I too flirty?
Do I like what you like?

I could be wholesome
I could be loathsome
I guess Im a little bit shy
Why dont you like me?
Why dont you like me without making me try?

I try to be like Grace Kelly
But all her looks were too sad
So I try a little Freddie
Ive gone identity mad!

I could be brown
I could be blue
I could be violet sky
I could be hurtful
I could be purple
I could be anything you like
Gotta be green
Gotta be mean
Gotta be everything more
Why dont you like me?
Why dont you like me?
Why dont you walk out the door!

How can I help it
How can I help it
How can I help what you think?
Hello my baby
Hello my baby
Putting my life on the brink
Why dont you like me

Why dont you like me
Why dont you like yourself?
Should I bend over?
Should I look older just to be put on the shelf?

I try to be like Grace Kelly
But all her looks were too sad
So I try a little Freddie
Ive gone identity mad!

I could be brown
I could be blue
I could be violet sky
I could be hurtful
I could be purple
I could be anything you like
Gotta be green
Gotta be mean
Gotta be everything more
Why dont you like me?
Why dont you like me?
Why dont you walk out the door!

Say what you want to satisfy yourself
But you only want what everybody else says you should want

I could be brown
I could be blue
I could be violet sky
I could be hurtful
I could be purple
I could be anything you like
Gotta be green
Gotta be mean
Gotta be everything more
Why dont you like me?
Why dont you like me?
Why dont you walk out the door!

This is Grace Kelly

what a wonderful world

2007-09-19T14:59:00.000+08:00

At times I feel in absolute awe of creation. I look around and I actually see things which will shape a smile on my face. Just yesterday, when I was in the mall, I see not just kids, but imaginative crazy little kids doing all sorts of things to get their parents attention. To my dismay, these parents not only ignore their children, but cloud their happiness with a stern face. Sometimes I wonder if I will ever become one of them. When life starts getting hold of you. Work starts to overwhelm you. Husband starts to become less of an adoration. Yadda yadda yadda, you know the gist.

But what amazes me is the kiutness of these little children! I personally love kids. Well, to be frank, at times, selectively. I saw this young boy walking into the shop with his mommy and when his mommy was busy browsing through the clothings, I suppose he got bored. He started imitating a lorry! Not just a lorry...a REVERSING lorry! He literally walked backwards, with the *tooot toooot toooot* sound. He bumped into his mom and he went shrieking. My gosh, it was REALLY the most adorable scene. I felt like hugging that chubby little cherub! The part which got me to pucker my eyebrows was when the mom scolded him and made him sit down on the provided couch. In my heart, I was burned with the word of a big B with an itch repetitively.

This morning, as I was standing in front of the sink with a blank mind, I looked out the window and there was this little kitten. It was staring deeply into something and I looked to that direction. The kitten was gazing at the little birdie on the wall! Both of them made eye contact! Then this other kitten came by, saw the first kitten's tail wiggly wiggly, he got excited! Started chasing chasing after the tail. Then the mother saw it. Then the mother starts wiggling her tail, playing with her child. Teeheee...

There were more...but unfortunately I have the memory of a goldfish. But anyway...this makes me go on to say that....Truly, best things in life are free...but also intangible....Cause hey, let's face it, clichely uttered, human greed can never be fed enough by tangible things.

feet.......feast? teehee...

2007-09-19T13:06:00.000+08:00

I spent half an hour obsessing over........my...new...shoes... *cue gasp* (Erm, it'll only work if you know me in person) Yup. This Rachel actually step foot into a shoe shop......and saw something she likes *insert high pitch shriek* .......IT was just sitting there...This pair of feet glove, oh so lady-like, so feminine! Well I can't help it alright! My Rachelli sense (in reference to Spidey sense. *roll eyes*) went all tingly wingly when I saw it. And there it was, this certain sense of fatal attraction occurring between me and THE thing. *sigh* Was too late to turn back even though I knew right there and then, sin was empowering me**.

You want to know what's the critical bit of this whole compulsion? I drove 55 miles from Mid Valley Megamall all the way to Sunway and then headed for One Utama to get it. All this in about...half an hour? Yeah! Half an hour. I didn't want to bum into those seasonally gluttonous dungus when they all rush out one shot and cause a massive traffic obstruction. I have no patience for that, nor can I wait to get my hands on those beee-uuu-teee-fuul shoes!

I presume, at this point, YOU would have developed a total 360 degree turn and cause a loud thump on the ground as a result of fainting. And you would get your little butt back up to continue with this rachel-irrationality. Or not...But hey, if there is one thing you need to but don't want to know about me would be that, I am the most indecisive being left on earth. Most of them just got swiped off the surface of the earth for some unforeseen peculiar reason. I can stay in one shop focused on one small section at the corner thinking whether I should get the green or the red of the same item. At the same time I'm indecisive, I'm also impulsive. I don't know how both can exist in one person, but yeah....I...live by the motto: "You see. You like. You conquer. If you can't decide, don't worry. Just take your time." I take the time thing very literally. Longest record; an hour an a half. Yup yup yup. So rejoice with me why don't you, when I have actually set my mind on target on what to purchase this time round!

*clears throat* So anyway, back to square one. Yes. I..have been obsessing over this wondrous, glorious item for the past hour. Spent about half an hour admiring it, and the other half snapping shots of it with this insensitive and lousy, yet (reluctantly said) useful (well.....gotta give it SOME credit) camera phone. Which brings me to my next point....I need a camera. But will discuss that later.

For now, just feast your eyes on these few piccies I tookie took took! Don't judge. You have no rights to. So says me. *rawr*

**Do not love the world or anything in the world. If anyone loves the world, the love of the Father is not in him. For everything in the world—the cravings of sinful man, the lust of his eyes and the boasting of what he has and does—comes not from the Father but from the world. The world and its desires pass away, but the man who does the will of God lives forever. (1 John 2:15-17)

wrote this a while back

2007-09-19T01:37:00.000+08:00

Guess what? Assignments are done for....

Yeah, I know...But hey, as unexcited as I may be, I still have a light sprinkle of gladness covering my head. But to think again...should I be? See...the thing is....exam's in weeks ahead! *Rawr* A Malaysian student's life...what are you gonna do? Our lives pretty much revolves around the typical stuff; errrm, let's see...studying...examinations....more studying and examinations! To really evaluate this...we keep striving for that assignment, for that one paper...do we actually learn anything much that it retains in our tiny little brain? *Ngyah*

As my good friend once said (actually, repetitively he says), "Rachel. You have mushrooms growing in your head." I know my problem has become severe when I was in MPH in Mid Valley this noon. This may sound a bit ridiculous but I drove all the way there to get Post-It flags. You know, the ones you stick to mark your pages cause you are so forgetful that even though your Business Law lecturer repeats herself so much on the cases, it still doesn't seem to be absorbed into your slowly- dying little neurons.

So anyway, I went there, with the intention to get small little tiny Post-Its. *Sudden realisation* My gosh. Will anyone be able to help me? I stayed in MPH for half an hour to think whether I should buy the small little flags (which was what I was looking for) but of the colours I absolutely do not fancy and is favoured among all Business Law students (RM 17.01)....OR should I get 4 seperate coloured flags but consist of colours I love (RM32.04). A normal, logical being would insist on the lower budget one right away. I, stood there for more than half an hour. I tried calling Chris (cause he usually makes decisions for me) but couldn't get through. Out of desperation, I called Shu Yi. I know! It sounds absurd! But what is an indecisive, picky little girl to do at such hour of desperation?? Aaaaa. But yeah, I got the 17 ringgit one in the end.

Oh. So so. Then I went to MPH in One Utama....and there it was.....a wrapping paper FILLED WITH BUTTONS!!! Where can you find such wrapping paper on a normal basis??? I love MPH!

.......freaky dicky

2007-09-13T00:50:00.000+08:00

top 10 things you don't wanna hear in a music store

2007-09-08T12:27:00.000+08:00

...story to be told soon...

2007-09-08T11:39:00.000+08:00

Will blog about this one day. When i run out of assignments and time is all I have on my plate. *sob* So so many things happened since July. Too many responsibilities and not forgetting my nature as an 'occasional bum'. I hate being a growing being. Why can't life just stop where you want it to!

....somedays...i feel like this....

2007-09-04T23:52:00.000+08:00

what have i discovered today?

2007-09-03T22:42:00.000+08:00

I like BUTTONS........I really really like BUTTONS...

AaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

*faints*

51 things about guys girls should know? hmmm...

2007-09-03T22:30:00.000+08:00

Sent by a dear friend out of the blue. One of those lists which makes you smile or even laugh when you hit a bullseye. You know...those which speaks of some obvious fact and some inapplicable.

1. Guys hate sluts.

2. "Hey, are you busy?" or "Are you doing something?" - Two phrases guys open with to stop from stammering on the phone.

3. Guys may be flirting around all day but before they go to sleep, they always think about the girl they truly care about.

4. Before they call, guys try to plan out a little about what they're gonna say so there aren't awkward pauses, but once he's on the phone he forgets it all and makes it up as he goes.

5. Guys go crazy over a girl's smile.

6. Guys will do anything just to get you to notice him.

7. Guys hate it when you talk about your ex-boyfriend or ex love-interest. Unless they're going for the let-her-complain-to-you-and-then-have-her-realize-how-wonderful-and-nice-you-are method.

8. A guy who likes you wants to be the only guy you talk to.

9. Boyfriends need to be reassured often that they're still loved.

10. Don't talk about your guy friends to your boyfriend.

11. Guys get jealous easily.

12. Guys are more emotional than they'd like people to think.

13. Giving a guy a hanging message like "You know what? ...uh...never mind…" would make him jump to a conclusion that is far from what you are thinking. And he'll assume he did something wrong and he'll obsess about it trying to figure it out.

14. Guys are good flatterers when courting but they usually stammer when they talk to a girl they really like.

15. Guys hate asking parents for money to buy girls presents. So they come up with ideas like saving their lunch money for a week. But it never works because guys are always hungry so they end up asking the parents for money anyway.

16. Girls are guys' weaknesses.

17. Guys are very open about themselves.

18. Its good to test a guy first before you trust him. But don't let him wait too long.

19. Your best friend, whom your boyfriend seeks help from about his problems with you may end up being admired by your boyfriend.

20. If a guy tells you about his problems, he just needs someone to listen to him. You don't need to give advice.

21. A usual act that proves that the guy likes you is when he teases you.

22. Guys love you more than you love them if they are serious in your relationships.

23. Guys will brag about anything.

24. Guys use words like hot or cute to describe girls, they rarely use beautiful. If a guy uses that, he likes you.

25. Guys think WAY too much. One small thing a girl does, even if she doesn't notice it can make the guy think about it for hours, trying to figure out what it meant.

26. Guys seek for advice from girls not other guys. Because most guys think alike, so if one guy's confused, then we're all confused.

27. Any guy could write out a rulebook or advice book for flirting, but no guy can write out a book about relationships.

28. Try to be as straightforward as possible.

29. A guy has to experience rejection, because if he's too-good-never-been-busted, never been in love and hurt, he won't be mature and grown up.

30. If the guy does something stupid in front of the girl, he will think about it for the next couple days or until the next time he spends time with the girl.

31. No matter how much guys talk about asses and boobs, personality is key.

32. Guys learn from experience not from the romance books that girls read and take as their basis of experience.

33. Guys worry about the thin line between being compassionate and being whipped.

34. If a guy looks unusually calm and laid back, he's probably faking it and is spazzing inside.

35. When a guy says he is going crazy about the girl, he really is. Guys rarely say that.

36. When a guy asks you to leave him alone, he's just actually saying, "Please come and listen to me.

37. Guys don't really have final decisions.

38. If a guy starts to talk seriously, listen to him. It doesn't happen that often, so when it does, you know something's up.

39. If your best guy friend seems to avoid you or is never around when you're with your boyfriend, he's probably jealous and likes you.

40. When a guy looks at you for longer than a second, he's definitely thinking something.

41. Guys like femininity not feebleness.

42. Guys don't like girls who punch harder than they do.

43. A guy has more problems than you can see with your naked eyes.

44. Don't be a snob. Guys can be intimidated and give up easily.

45. Everything in moderation. Put on makeup, wear perfume, just not too much.

46. Guys talk about girls more than girls talk about guys.

47. Guys hate rejection, but they hate being led on even more.

48. Guys really think that girls are strange and have unpredictable decisions and are MAD confusing but somehow are drawn even more to them.

49. A guy would give his left nut to be able to read a girl's mind for a day.

50. No guy can handle all his problems on his own. He's just too stubborn to admit it .

51. Not all guys are assholes. Just because ONE is a jackass doesn’t mean he represents ALL of us.

2007-09-02T19:49:00.000+08:00

walking down memory lane

2007-09-01T14:26:00.000+08:00

I don't know if you guys know of Roger Hargreaves's Little Misses and Mr. Men series. I loved and still am loving THEM! Recently, I can see them walking around...(No I am not imagining things!) Imprinted on Tees and the books are in MPH! If you there are by any chance a parent or going to be one, DO get your children the series! Look how I've turned out!

*giggle giggle*

AnyHOO...*ahem ahem*

Presenting.......

LITTLE MISS SUNSHINE

MR. HAPPY

LITTLE MISS NAUGHTY

MR. BUMP

LITTLE MISS CHATTERBOX

MR. MESSY

MR. STRONG

LITTLE MISS BOSSY

MR. NOISY

MR. PERI PERI

LITTLE MISS FUN

LITTLE MISS GIGGLES

see...this is what happens to some people when they don't listen...

2007-09-01T12:14:00.000+08:00

HELL explained by a Chemistry Student

2007-08-12T20:57:00.000+08:00

The following is an actual question given on a University of Washington chemistry mid term.
The answer by one student was so "profound" that the professor shared it with colleagues, via the Internet, which is, of course, why we now have the pleasure of enjoying it as well:
Bonus Question: Is Hell exothermic (gives off heat) or endothermic (absorbs heat)?

Most of the students wrote proofs of their beliefs using Boyle's Law (gas cools when it expands and heats when it is compressed) or some variant.

One student, however, wrote the following:

First, we need to know how the mass of Hell is changing in time. So we need to know the rate at which souls are moving into Hell and the rate at which they are leaving. I think that we can safely assume that once a soul gets to Hell, it will not leave. Therefore, no souls are leaving. As for how many souls are entering Hell, let's look at the different religions that exist in the world today.

Most of these religions state that if you are not a member of their religion, you will go to Hell. Since there is more than one of these religions and since people do not belong to more than one religion, we can project that all souls go to Hell. With birth and death rates as they are, we can expect the number of souls in Hell to increase exponentially. Now, we look at the rate of change of the volume in Hell because Boyle's Law states that in order for the temperature and pressure in Hell to stay the same, the volume of Hell has to expand proportionately as souls are added.

This gives two possibilities:
1. If Hell is expanding at a slower rate than the rate at which souls enter Hell, then the temperature and pressure in Hell will increase until all Hell breaks loose.

2. If Hell is expanding at a rate faster than the increase of souls in Hell, then the temperature and pressure will drop until Hell freezes over.

So which is it?

If we accept the postulate given to me by Teresa during my Freshman year that, "It will be a cold day in Hell before I sleep with you," and take into account the fact that I slept with her last night, then number two must be true, and thus I am sure that Hell is exothermic and has already frozen over. The corollary of this theory is that since Hell has frozen over, it follows that it is not accepting any more souls and is therefore, extinct......leaving only Heaven, thereby proving the existence of a divine being which explains why, last night, Teresa kept shouting "Oh my God."

The student got an A.

rihanna, the superstar

2007-08-09T21:42:00.001+08:00

This video may seem crude, but it speaks of celebrities of this time and age.

rainbow

2007-08-09T21:12:00.000+08:00

video i watch in times of despair

2007-08-05T19:37:00.000+08:00

A vid to sure slap a smile on your face, regardless

because i love subway

2007-07-28T23:47:00.001+08:00

abraham's heel

2007-07-16T23:06:00.000+08:00

2007-07-16T15:24:00.000+08:00

DON'T

Don't say you love me.
Your love is just so overrated...
"By the way, I love you in that skirt *winks*"
So vague and weak...
"Just know that I love going out with you. I just shouldn't. But do know that I do. I do love going out with you"
All that...........Vindicated
"Hey look. I love you k. No matter what I will always be here for you. You will always be my sayang"

Don't say you love me

Slips right out of a sweet talker
Words so easy for you to utter
Instead of wanting to do it because of me
You blame it on my insecurity

It's....digusting

Vas te faire encule
I deserve to be happy damn it.

2007-07-15T20:26:00.000+08:00

sO OVER.

First KL food searching experience

2007-07-13T00:58:00.000+08:00

Dungu : This bus?
Rubbish bin : NOOO! This one goes to Pasar Seni!
Dungu : Where are we going again?
Rubbish bin : M-e-d-a-n P-a-s-a-r.
Dungu : Errr....Are you sure it's this side or the one inside?
Rubbish bin : That lady at the info counter said here.
.................(55 minutes later)
Rubbish bin : WOOHOO! It's the 74 bus!
Rubbish bin : Bang. Ni, pergi Medan Pasar tak?
Abang bus : Hah? Medan Pasar? Ni Pasar Seni ader. Medan Pasar kat DALAM la.

Ngyeh.

Of buses and trains and also 500 miles of walk, brisk walking really. It was really tiring, considering I did not have any sleep yesterday. For some reason my tummy decided to be rebellious. I vomited twice. TWICE. And it was some black, with slight hints of greenish fluid. And no I did not have any cincau or what not. NO idea whodhawhathatootha.

So we were looking for this place (apparently quite famous for their spicy PAN MEE) frantically around town. It's called Kin Kin Restaurant. Yeh. Keen keen without a doubt. Our tummys were growling like a sick hound for food. Not only does it take about an hour to search for that so very remoted, secluded place, we had to wait for about an extra hour for the food to be served. Cause.....the place was PACKED. And I'm walking about continuous ins and outs of customers.

Mad.

Here are some pictures, contribution from another blogger.

And here is how you eat the noodle!

Before chili
After chili

If you are by any chance a fan of PAN MEE and spicy stuff. This is the place for you. According to them, this is the FIRST spicy PAN MEE stall there is. So I stickity the map for you to get there.

the machine is using us instead

2007-07-12T11:23:00.001+08:00

please please, see this

2007-07-09T13:12:00.000+08:00

Please sir....mam....clickity on this!

laugh

2007-07-08T21:09:00.000+08:00

must click on it

2007-07-08T20:55:00.000+08:00

Touching reminisce.

http://www.nike.com.my/mynameis/

dum...dum....dum dum...

2007-07-08T15:40:00.000+08:00

It is THE month to get yourself married! What are ya waiting for? Start proposing!

*Ngyah*

There are so many couples tying the knot this month, it's crazy. With marriage, comes more responsibilities. And...hassle. *sticks tongue out* At times I wonder, do we REALLY need to get hitched? It's a LIFETIME commitment. I mean, think about it, you are FOREVER (...well, we are throwing the slightest possibility of divorce, cheats and the equivalent out the window for a moment) his or hers. EVERYTHING that has been done by one all along, will now be done by both. It's as though you now developed a second brain to (*insert better if valid*) evaluate your decisions and what not.

Let's not forget the lethal verbal diarrhoeas and and...the disputes and condescension. *Blergh* To even think about it is horrifying.

And I haven't gotten to the part where 5 year old rascals or worse still......CRYING BABIES

(aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!! *runs 50 000 miles away*) starts coming into the picture. Oh gosh. Education insurance. Life insurance. School fees. Bus fees. School allowance. Piano lessons. Maid to take care of the child. Neighbour to be paid off to make sure maid actually takes care of the bugger. Shoes. Clothes. Milk. Health. Never ending worries. FREEDOM (theirs. that's when the battle REALLY starts).

*Ngyeh*

Life.

Anyway, been dragging too far out of the way. Wanted to actually post this picture below and stick the word "COOLIO!" as the caption. One of my acquaintance, Jason, has just been husband-ed.