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2011 - Year of the Crazy

2012-01-01T00:03:00.002+08:00

I'm spending my new years at home this time. I have my tall boy and the internet. That will do. Sit back and relax, and sink myself with loads of Running Man (giving a shot at korean variety shows). I'm not partying like my fellow peers, but instead, I'm spending some time with le mom. And my beer.

Ushering in 2012!

It has been a crazy year. And I do mean it, there's a whole lot of crazy for the past 12 months. There were many firsts, definitely, but hopefully not the last. I tried different things. Some crazy, spontaneous things. I'm 19. My last year as a wild and rebellious teenager! Ahhh, youth. They say, you're only young once. Enjoy the time being. Go out there; run free, be stupid and restless!

But only within reason, of course.

2011. Not just the year of firsts and craziness, but it also goes about relationships. Friendships were formed, developed and deteriorated. Some perhaps, are permanently erased. One thing I've learned about this year that is about to end in a matter of minutes, is that some people are not worthy of me. As selfish as it sounds, but nonetheless true. Some are just not worthy of my time, care, and compassion. If I find you repulsive, arrogant, or just plain annoying, I bid you goodbye.

Sometimes we just need the strength and courage (some god damn balls!) to voice out our true feelings.

2012 is upon us. A new year; the year of change.

On a deeper level, I think 2011 opened my eyes to an uglier world. A world of pathetic and incompetent ugly. I speak this on a personal peer-to-peer level, and also on the national level. The General Election is just months away. As for me, I have yet to be eligible to vote, but to those who are and want a change for our beloved homeland (and yes, Malaysia is in a dire need to change), please vote righteously.

This year has been a whirlwind. A whirlwind of agony, challenge, and self-discovery. Personally, I think I have grown. Throughout the many months of turmoil, I have grown in terms of personal development. I reached my emotional peak at one point; the hurt, sadness and tears as well as a climax of happiness and ecstasy.

I have discovered emotions in the many points of my life, but not as much as I did this year.

I am closer to discovering myself.

There were things I wish I'd mended, words I wish I'd said. Nevertheless, things turned out the way as it should be. This is life. We regret some decisions, we wish we could turn back time and make amends, but life doesn't work that way.

Accepting the fact, and moving on, merci beacoup.

2012 is going to be quite a year. It's not going to be easy, but I can sense great things ahead. We can, if only we try. And we have to try hard.

So long farewell 2011, you were amazing. The emotional turmoil I've been through cannot beat the simple happiness of true friends, loved ones, and family.

New Year's Resolution: Start my financial planning, learn not to give a fuck with some, and more self-discovery!

Wishing everyone a Happy New Year and helloooooooo 2012!

The new and improved me

The Given Name

2011-12-16T15:57:00.000+08:00

I'm glad my parents gave me an English name, and registered it at birth. Although we are not Christians, but it is common these days for the Chinese to adopt one such name. Some are Christians, and some are not. Some given names are Biblical, and others are just, culturally-influenced, I would say. Some names date back to years ago and carries a certain meaning. Our given names, namesake or not, is something we should carry to our very graves.

Hi, my name is Angelyn Ho Wai Lee.

I bear the surname 'Ho' from my father, and 'Wai' is a common name for almost all the females in the family.. 'Lee', pronounced as Lei in Cantonese put together with my sister's last name 'Mee', pronounced as Mei bears Mei Lei, which means pretty or beautiful. Simple and sweet, nothing complicated.

I never did learn to read or write Chinese, or speak Mandarin for that matter of fact. I can speak Cantonese, which is my mother tongue, so I guess that's good enough. I don't think my inability to be more Chinese-educated (speaking, reading and writing) makes me any less Chinese.

So don't come telling me I'm not Chinese enough because I can't speak Mandarin. To hell with your shallowness!

Anyways, back to my name. I like my name the way it is. I prefer my Chinese name as it is because it's simple and easy to pronounce. Malaysians can really screw names up by pronouncing it all wrong. What to do, language contamination, bahasa baku influence, aiya Engrand also so-so..

My name is Angelyn Ho Wai Lee, and I shall be addressed as such.

I was at the Kementerian Dalam Negeri building this morning, wanted to renew my passport. So the usual procedure; fill in forms, thumbprint scan, pay the fee, and wait to collect the renewed document. And when it was my turn to collect, the lady at the counter called out my Chinese name, only that. HO WAI LEE. It's no big deal, but it felt different.

Woman, my name is stated there, documents and such: Angelyn Ho Wai Lee. Y u no comprendo?!

Maybe there are some cases, some people adopt English names, fancy schmancy ones like Lebron, or Apple (the latter makes me eat my own vomit. Why would anyone name themselves Apple?! Geez). But if it's in my legal documents as Angelyn Ho Wai Lee, why don't you call me that? My Angelyn mean as much as my Chinese name, if not more. It's my name, my given name, and you shall call me that.

Axing out my English name is like taking an identity from me. Ho Wai Lee could be a completely different person. Plus, I'm in a government building, you're a government officer, and these are all official documents. The name I wrote in them little boxes and it says there, sebagaimana yang tertera dalam kad pengenalan, is my actual name.

That's my name and woman, you're going to call it as it is stated!

Unless it's Ho Wai Lee Angelyn, then fine, you can address me by my Chinese name first.

Seriously, something that is just right in front of you, and you can't seem to follow. No wonder Malaysia is still so backwards. No wonder our nation is not developing with a slow, inefficient and corrupt government service. Why are we feeding a bloated 1.4 million civil servants when they can't even follow simple instructions?

Sweet fucking lord, just do something worthwhile for the country, boleh tak?

Gosh, don't get me started on the incompetent workers of the government. I feel like shipping you people to Guantanamo Bay. Oh wait, we do have our own, Pulau Jerejak!

Too Sick, Too Tired

2011-12-08T14:27:00.014+08:00

In contrary to the mentioned above, I'm actually quite well. I feel good today. A friend of mine, I quip, daresay I'm in a state of high delirium. Pfffttttt... It just happens to be a good day! I went for my interview, new clothes, awesome high heels, striding with confidence and a tad bit of smug.

Yes, I do enjoy occasional self-praise, but these are the rare days whereby I'm walking about, smiling and feeling happy about myself.

It's been a while.

The reason as to the title of this post is that some things that are prolonged, can be very exhaustive. Too sick and tired to think and reason things out. Just wanna get on with the basics in life, focus on my goals, and not put too much effort in those that are not worthy of my time, concern and empathy.

I have better things to do in life than to help, adjust or be there to those who are not worthy of me. I can do so much more than to care for you.

It may sound a bit selfish of me to say it. One man for himself, eh? But, a done deal is a done deal. No point in contemplating the past, and repairing what can't be repaired. If you're in need of fixing so much, try another handyman, cause that ain't gona be me! Even if you want me back, I can only be that handyman I used to be, this much. No extra effort, yo.

Too sick, too tired.

In some ways, I was actually being literal when I meant too sick, too tired. Sometime last week, my right eye suffered from an infection. I went to the doctor and he proved me right. The inflammation was almost grotesque. I was in hiding throughout the first day, only walking to a clinic near my neighbourhood to check my eye out. I skipped work. For once, in a long time, my daily agenda for the past week was work and back. No lingering around, hanging out with random peeps. I couldn't face society, that's how bad it was!

One day after my first visit the clinic, the inflammation had gone worse! What up, doc?! Isn't it an understanding that after medication, and a number of hours later, the swell would gradually decrease? Why is it going the opposite direction? I'm no medical genius, but I was appalled to think that the swelling could get any worse. It cannot be. People judge. I'm image-conscious. I can't keep on hiding my face at home 24/7 right? Hence, second visit to the doctor, grilled him kau2, and he gave me some eye ointment to apply on, on top of previous pills and antibiotics (both sessions costed me RM73 in total!).

I'm not a pill-swallower. I simply find it extremely difficult to take oral antibiotics. It's been this way since I was young. I do discipline myself, by breaking the pill into half. It helps a bit, not much. Every time I swallow a pill (the huge ones), it's almost bulimic-like because I can feel the pill stuck in my throat, and in the verge of vomiting.

Those were hard times for five days. Dear antibiotics, why must you be completed?!

I'm better now, feeling good. Antibiotics completed. Eye back to normal. Everything is fine now. :)

But are they?

Too sick, too tired. The very notion denotes a state of weariness, like I'm done, please don't bug me and get the fuck out. It will kill you if you care about what others think of you, or to pound on something/someone but not getting what you want.

Getting what I want, doing things my way, is it really that important? Why do the people around us affect so much of our lives? GAH MINDFUCKED. Too much Social Psychology goin' on from the previous semester.

When we put all our heart out there, doing what we think generates the best outcome. Happiness for everyone. But sometimes, our effort is put to waste. Not that we need a reason to do something, but make it worthwhile. If there's no worth, it seems pretty pointless. Which boils down to the ultimate question, why do we need a reason, or worth to do something? Why can't we just do it cause we want to?

Very true, my friend.

We don't really need a reason to do something. I want to do it, cause I want to, and nobody is stopping me! But then there comes a point where it becomes too pointless. Too sick, too tired to go on.

That might sound a bit pessimistic, but then again, it sucks the life of you, and the pointlessness makes no bloody sense anymore, and the only thing rational to do is to put a stop to all the nonsense, and move on.

And move on we shall.

I don't give up easily. I really don't. I do things with passion, with all my heart and soul can give. I offer you the raw and intense stuff, why can't you do the same? At least, a wee bit of it in return. I don't expect much, I really don't. But, is it really that hard to ask? To return that small favour?

The heart and soul which I wear on my sleeve all this while, I'm taking it back. As self-absorbed as it sounds, I don't want to put my all for something not worthwhile. Best kept for the better things in life. Those that will generate maximum amount of happiness and pleasure.

Utilitarianism for the win!

Too sick, too tired, and moving on to greener pastures.
Life is too short. And I want mine to be worthwhile.

I want it to be a legacy.

Big dreams for a petite one, eh?

With Love, From Me To You

2011-10-03T22:52:00.008+08:00

Thanks so much for the video surprise(s) before, and this is for all of you! Edited by none other than Mabes herself.

F.y.i. I was holding up my tears towards the last part of the video, in fear of being too much of a sentimental sap. I have a lot of memories, and hopefully, the will still be expanding for the many years to come. It's hard to forget ya'll.

So that's my personal message to all of you. I enjoyed the dedication from the videos before this, so I hope you all like this as well.

Ipoh girls ftw!

FIRST & SECOND SURPRISE, respectively :)

The Surprise I Did Not See Coming (and Another One!)

2011-10-03T22:48:00.002+08:00

I really did not see it coming. I thought it was just one of Mabel's many video projects! Very well planned Mabes. Totally was not expecting such a dedication! When I played the video, these short footage of my friends, I can't help but to go aww all the way. Such a nice and simple thought. I miss you girls, Mabes, Eva, Sook Yee, Jane, Yean Kit, Kelly, Deborah and Jia Moon.

Little did I know, there is another video! Sneaky Mabel! LOL!

I so did not see them coming at all, either. I was shocked and in awe when the first one came about, then the second one was uploaded! I would say I'm more touched at the first one due to the surprise (never, ever, ever would've guessed the dedication), and the second one I'm more flattered. HEE. But much love girls, much love.

The mastermind behind all these has got to be Mabes, and of course with lovely inserts by the girls. We were all gathered at the Ngoi residence last Monday to give Eva a surprise. And at the same time, we did this video thingy. But as for now, let's talk about Eva's first!

EVA'S SURPRISE

I got messages from a few of them regarding a certain surprise we were to do for le Eva. As I was back in town, it would be a good meet up, some said. That rainy Monday night, eight 19 year-old girls gathered outside of the Racing Circle Residences, where le soon-to-be-surprised-girl lives. We were in two parked cars, opposite each other, awaiting for something to happen.

The mastermind behind the surprise was Jane. And the drama queen she is, a story was spun to get le Eva out of her house. At about 2000 hours we were camped out, Jane, Mabel, Sook Yee, Kelly, Jia Moon, Deborah and myself. The mission began with Jane making a call; a rather distress one to Eva to get her out for le surprise.

Eva, who was showering at that time, rushed out to the 'distressed' Jane only to be surprised by the bunch. It was raining, and she came out, dressed in simple home clothes with an umbrella in hand, and we ran towards the celebrated one, 'ambushing' with hugs and presents and thrills of joy of having all your girlfriends surprise you like that. Oh Eva, your facial expression was priceless.

I mean, such a thoughtful act. One can't help but to grab a Kleenex and sob in aww's, ooh's and ahh's.

When we were all settled and Eva finally grasping the fact that this was all planned out, and also because both her parents were aware of it and played along with us, she was in awe, and still was till the end of the night. Good game plan, people.

We spent our time kss-ing, after like god knows how long since we last met. Well at least for me, because all of them are doing their Form Six, and I'm 200km away in KBU. So nice to see em Ipoh homies, and even though we don't see each other that often, it's nice to catch up with the girls. Besides that, some of them were busy dolling up because Mabes was doing some sort of project, where she's going to interview all of us, individually.

Project it seems, sneaky Mabel.. Haha

She did interview all of us, including myself. At first thought, I reckon it was some sort of time capsule, or some fancy video thingy that she wants to do. It is Mabel after all, and the creative side of her never stops at the bare necessities.

This was the winning NIE video entitled Stereotyping. Really good direction, definitely doesn't seem like a high-school student's work. :)

Obviously I was looking forward to see what she had compiled from the interview footage. She even texted and asked for permission to post it on Youtube! Little did I know...

First Surprise

When I first saw it, I was having a kleenex moment! I did not anticipate it at all, I really thought it was some fancy schmancy thing that Mabel does.. Still very much surprised while viewing it throughout the 5:49 minute video, I was in tears and in awe. The thought never crossed my mind with such dedication. <3 you girls.

Such a nicely-put video, with soft background music. Simple, and nice. Their answers, from Sook Yee's inability to mouth the word 'boobs' at that time, to the juxtaposition of Deb's and Kelly's answer as to what animal I'd resemble; Tiger and Chipmunk.

As you go on, you'd notice, or rather I feel that it's more of a funny one than a touching video because of the little quirks I see that really makes me miss and love my friends more. And the answers and reactions, nothing beats that.

That is until the inception of the second video being uploaded. Omg, more surprises?! :DDD

Second Surprise

Hahaha, at risk of sounding like I'm flattering myself, but Sook Yee can't seem to get away with the whole Angelyn's boobs topic. It is like a recurring topic; my boobs! LOL.

I love it when Jane said, "She's a pure Convent girl!"

To be honest, I don't know how that relates to me being myself, but the way she said it, spells Jane all over. :D

Why I like the second video (I loved the first one too), but this one I was laughing throughout because I can see the girls' personalities all over the video. It's so nice to meet up with all of you, that's already sufficient, but with these dedication is more than enough. Of course, I loved it. I loved them both. I miss ya'll so much, I demand for a Slut LM right now. Now now now.

Very nice thought. Such a lovely dedication and to see all of ya'll. People! We are now immortalized through Youtube thanks to Mabel's cekap video thingys. ;)

This is better than any gift or surprise. Virtual and everlasting. I will remember this for a very long time as how I will remember all of you, each and every one individual.

<3 girls <3

p/s: After editing this, check out the other video;

by me, shot by Mabes <3

The Night I Dreamt I Was High

2011-08-26T10:39:00.001+08:00

People, this is not a bogus story. This shit is for real. I'm not sure whether to deduce it as a supernatural phenomenon or a fiction of my imagination, but what happened was definitely an actual incident, and a real scary one at that.

It was in the early hours of Monday morning (22nd August 2011). I was getting ready to retire to bed as I have my final exam paper for the semester that very morning at 0930hours. It was at 0100hours when I stopped my Whatsapp and Facebook chats, and lay my phone at rest for the night, and for myself to get some sleep as well.

Usually, I would stare at the ceiling before eventually closing my eyes and falling asleep. And so that was what I did. I stared at the ceiling, watching the fan spinning round and round and round.. Until about 0105hours I fell asleep. At least, that's what I thought.

In this dream-like state of mind, I was stuck between a realm of consciousness and unconsciousness. My eyes were open, I was still staring at the fan, still spinning. My vision was clear, but it was rather delayed. I could see, but the sound and the aura of it all, was just off. As though it wasn't synchronized. Was I dreaming? Did I fall asleep already? But I'm still awake, I could see and feel things, but just at a very odd pace. I could picture it as a state of limbo. I wasn't here or there, but somewhat in the middle of things. In a world long forgotten. I was in a fictitious place I've never dreamt of visiting.

Realizing my state of limbo, I tried moving around, just to sense things. I could touch things, though the senses were off, but I couldn't really control my body. I tried getting out of bed, but I couldn't. I had to struggle to move about, even just for an inch or two. I reached for my phone at the side of my bed. I could touch it, but again it felt somewhat weird. Not long after, my palm started losing its grip. The phone just slid off and fell on the comforter. I couldn't hold it for long, it just kept slipping of my grip. My senses was off, my vision wasn't synchronized with its surroundings, I couldn't move about nor hold things for long. What is this I'm feeling? At one point, it felt so supernatural, I thought my soul left my body.

Thankfully, my struggle between consciousness and unconsciousness was temporary. It lasted for about 15 minutes or so. I 'woke up' and immediately the feeling and atmosphere of things was different. I could see things properly, touch things and move about! I had a short surge of glee moment compared to that creepy state of limbo. I reached for my phone at looked at the time; 0120. I got out of bed (yes, I can!) and lingered around the room, in the dark. Yes, that's a bit of an odd behaviour, but hey, compared to what I experienced for that past 15 minutes, this is nothing! I went to my working desk and switched off my laptop which was on stand-by. I proceeded to my bed, contemplating whether to sleep or not.

I was lying upside down, with my head at the usual feet position and vice versa. I didn't want to go back to limbo, but I need sleep! I've got a paper tomorrow, and zombie Angelyn is not cool Angelyn. Hmm.. So I texted the boy, and then he called and we yacked away on the phone. He said there's a scientific explanation behind all these phenomenon deemed supernatural and whatnot. I can actually google this shit. I was still in disbelief, but maybe that could be true. After a long conversation, and an awesome one at that, I fell asleep, and a normal slumber. Nothing unusual, nothing freaky. Thankfully.

The Shittiest Day of the Year (Dung Awards)

2011-08-25T18:56:00.001+08:00

It's a shitty day if you;

1. Lost your wallet

2. Have no money, no ATM cards, no ID, no condo access card, NOTHING. Well, cause the wallet is gone!

3. Have two assignments due tomorrow (mind you, they are not just ANY assignments, one of it is a full-fledged advertising campaign of radio scripts, tv commercial scripts, tv storyboard to draw/design, print ads to design... Just kill me right now?)

4. Didn't have any solid food for 26 hours

5. Puked in the middle of the night

6. Did not have any sleep

7. Have people rubbing it in your face that you lost your wallet, "Oooo, you donated money to people?!" ,,|,,

Do I still need to go on? I think seven reasons is shitty enough to convey how miserable and depressing my day was. It happened some two weeks ago; 11th August 2011. And boy, it wasn't cool. Not cool at all. And even though this is not (or shouldn't be) considered shitty; walking in on two schoolgirls making out at the washroom in McD, NOT COOL! *traumatized*

All these emotions have relatively simmered down, but the feeling of not carrying any solid, physical cards, or identity, saddens me. Yes, I do have my temporary IC, which is in the form of a paper, but still. I'm struggling really hard to not use my miserable leftover money (harta bendaku hanya tinggal kurang daripada RM50, siapa yang nak ambil atau curi, usahlah..) It's been two weeks. I made an IC replacement. Went to the police station three times. Walked around aimlessly in Taman Tun..

At that point, I really hated myself. Why am I so careless? Why didn't I just stay put in Starbucks and not go anywhere? Why didn't I think properly of the consequences of doing this and that? ZOMG. Nevertheless, what has happened, already did. Even if my wallet were to magically appear, it wouldn't mean much to me. The bitch/slut/mo fo probably took the cash away. Some miserable 30 or 40 ringgit. Goodness. Bukannya LV or Gucci, you want to take the money, okay fine, take it, but at least just give my IC, and other important things back lah. Wang tak penting, bagi jer IC balik. Sigh.

But really, if only I could say wang tak penting. At that point in time, yes. But now, I'm really struggling with my finances.

My semester has officially ended on Monday. Six subjects, and honestly they were quite tough this time round. So much workload, terrible lecturer(s), and so much drama. Through out the year in college, and from my school days, I've never been that worn out. At times, I just feel like running away, or falling into that rabbit hole. Some remedy is better than none, no? Even if it's just an escapism from the whirlwind life which we all live in, no harm in partaking these lil forms of pleasure and release.

Right now, I'm seeking for fun and adventurous things to do in KL. I'm really interested in this shooting range (can release my anger and rage kau2!), paintball, lasertag, and gluttony trips like no other! And that is after I receive my salary from Roy Morgan. And not forgetting, massive shopping spree! Wallet-replacement, shoes, heels, clothes, flea markets and bazaars here I come!

Even though the incident that took place was pretty shitty, but there were some interesting events that followed. If it weren't for it, I wouldn't have a new IC with a much better picture. And wouldn't have met some interesting people. I wouldn't have pushed my boundaries to do certain things to achieve what I really want to achieve. So, in a way, it's not exactly that shitty.. Although I prefer if I hadn't, so much money to fork out. Hu hu..

Till then! Since I'm free from college for now, let's hope for more blog updates. :)

The Rough Patch (and gettin' over it)

2011-07-14T01:40:00.000+08:00

I have been going through a rough patch. It's been ongoing for almost a month. I would say that this is the worst whirlwind by far this year but I'm slowly getting by. Due to many many reasons, I have just given up on certain things, shutting down certain emotions. Sometimes, things just can't go the way you want it to be, can they?

It's been over a month since I last blogged. Believe me, so much has happened. So much to express that goes beyond words. I broke down many times the past few weeks which makes me seek comfort in those I believe who would be able to help. Some extended a hand, some didn't. It drives me crazy, when you really need a listening ear, and no one is there. Not asking for much, just some companionship. Reasons of all sorts were given, some valid, some were just not that well-crafted, but heck.

It's been a really crazy couple of weeks. I would say despite all the commotion, being extremely broke and pouring Niagara Falls now and then, there were some pretty good times. Not to mention road trips and trying new things! How I crave for yerh!

There was another session of studio photoshoot. Cristena shot me as a crazy and mentally unsound bitch. And I have to say, I really like some of the shots! The one before is one example. Here's another one, will upload some (not all, some are too explicit :P) on Facebook.

It's not all books and revisions for our course. At least, we have an outlet for escapism and creative flow. Despite what some may think of Mass Communication as a piece of cake, and all we do is to shoot photos all round, baby doll, you are so wrong. Photography alone is not a walk in the park, owning a DSLR doesn't make you a photographer. Certain skills are required, and the creativity needed to produce our work. Plus, Mass Comm is beyond Photography. We study about mass media, some business & marketing and a tad bit on design as well as software development. Hence, it is not that easy as it sounds.

It's Week 10 of college already. And as more semester comes, the subjects obviously gets tougher. And even so, I have yet to counter my procrastination and laziness. Assignments are piled up, and the calender is filled with submission dates and reminders for quizzes, tests, replacement classes yada yada. For over four semesters thus far, I never seem to learn my lesson. Such bad habits; delays and hesitation.

But then again, despite my last minute work due to this procrastination business, I have to say, sometimes, I can be a rockstar. And this is why I never learn, but before you go on, I'm going to be a bit braggy. Bear with me, or you can always opt to exit the Britangelot page.

Anyhow, back to procrastination! My tendency to do assignments last minute, study last minute, do anything academic-related last minute, is a well-known fact among my collegemates. Case in point, my latest advertising project. Although it's only 5% out of the total rubrics, I spent so much time researching, editing, squeezing brainjuices for it. I sacrificed sleep, and most of my time spent in Ipoh that weekend. However, I managed to complete a proposal, edited the radio and television commercial scripts (so proud of myself muahahha) in less than 24 hours. A big fraction of my time was spent on unnecessary Googling and research (not entirely useless though, some are good and fun facts). And only the final 24 hours, I actually pulled up my socks to finish them. Did them through the whole Sunday, midnight, and only getting two hours of sleep. Waking up the next morning to catch my morning train, and finally completing it at 7.30am Monday 4th July 2011. And all this while multi-tasking; trying not to annoy my seat-neighbour, finish the document, and watching My Sister's Keeper at the same time. And the outcome of the assignment was quite well, so yay us!

I would say compared to the previous one, I'm slightly more free now. There are many more assignments to go, and right now, my priority is to finish them. And also look for side-income. What's fast money? *nudge nudge*

It's 1.04am, and I'm hungry. My no rice-eating diet didn't work out, although I tried to cut down on rice intake. Do we Asians really have to eat rice every single day?! I have grown bigger, not taller, bigger, ever since last year. Even though I don't like that fact (come on, who likes to be fat?), but I'm gym-ing more often now, I can feel some muscles. HAHAHHA. Who am I kidding? Cards on the table, yes I've gained weight. Fuck you for pointing it out, I can't see for myself issit?!

Don't mind me, I've been really easily-aggravated these days. Like I said before, reasons aplenty. To deal with such, I'm currently stuffing myself with Subway sandwiches. It's a fad for now in Angelyn's world. :)

Random recollections from the past few weeks:

Attended KBU Rave 2. Sucks ass. The Revolving Realm was a much better event. Us ftw!

Got meself a new phone! Sony Ericsson Xperia X8! My android phone - now I'm on the go and at all hot spots. Dream come true. However, this only happened because my mini Neonode phone emo-ed. One day, it wiped out all my contacts, message and call logs. FML.
Attended a book-reading back in Ipoh. A few writers were invited, namely Muhammad Haji Salleh, famed for his poem Si Tenggang's Homecoming (found in English Literature for Secondary Schools). A very nice man in person. He read some poems and spoke on the power of languages that breaks barriers. I coined this lovely phrase from him,

"We must write with the language of our hearts".

Beautiful.

And of course, the one my sister and I anticipated; Patrick Teoh! Yesh, the famous broadcaster, the Voice of Malaysia, the blogger of Niamah, he was there to read from his recently-published work Teohlogy. Great, fun guy. Would love to meet him again. Admire his writings.

Ipoh people ftw!

& NIAMAH TO MOOD-SPOILERS!

Peace.

It's June already?!

2011-06-03T13:14:00.000+08:00

As I type, I'm currently multi-tasking; listening to my lecturer and blogging. I'm bored, and since KBU doesn't allow access to Facebook, Twitter, Youtube and probably some other pornography sites (not that I will put to use), I shall just blog.

I'm having my Web Design & Development lecture, and I do not relate to that. Hu hu.. It's freaking June already, and this is the 4th week. Zomg, time just went by, just like that!

The past month of May, was as hectic as before, even though we'd just begun. This time we have six subjects; Principles of Advertising, Consumer Behaviour, English for Reading & Writing, Moral Education, Multimedia Technology, and Web Design & Development. I do not like the last two ones.. I mean, my lecturer is cool, but doing all this programming, IT, coding shit, it's not cool! Being a total noob at this computer software world is such a bitch. How do you IT geeks do it?! *nudges a certain geeky RJC boy*

I feel like bitching to so many people, about so many things. If only there was a pill that would solve my problems, or help me de-stress. I mean, they made Viagra right? LOL. Think of it, a pill that makes you forget about the world. Forget about your depression, that pathetic job/college workload, family issues, financial problems, annoying people you have to deal with now and then! Let's call it the..... FUCKITOL!

When life just blows, fuckitol! (I have one exactly the same :P)

Maybe some of you came about 'Fuckitol' online, or by some Youtube video.. The power of the internet eh. And speaking of an over-the-top-awesome pill, have you seen the movie Limitless? Starring Bradley Cooper, this thriller is about a pill that enables full access to one's brain upon consumption, as opposed to the normal 20% used. It's an awesome movie, to actually see how does one go about with life when you use 100% of your brain's function. Amazing.

Yes, the past month may be a crazy one, but some were crazy fun! Like that time where we went to this gig The Beatles Unplugged by Project Flip on a saturday. It's at Rootz, Lot 10, in the heart of Kuala-la-la Lumpur, and even though it was a crazy night out, it was worth it.

The interior of Rootz is of Baroque style, with inspirations from Russian museums and such. Really pretty place. Small, but cool. It was a last minute thing, come on Beatles songs playing, we gots to go! So we rushed our way to Lot 10, but tickets were all sold out! But somehow, someone managed to get us in, a recurring inside joke *nudge nudge wink wink*, so we got in slightly later. This gig was basically local acts covering Beatles songs all the proceeds will be donated to the Japanese Relief Fund.

Our homegrown singer-songwriter Reza Salleh was one of the headliners that night. He covered 'Norwegian Wood' and 'All My Lovin'. He's a real talented singer, he's gonna be big someday. I wants to catch more of Reza Salleh!

The other acts that night were not bad. Mama Sons played 'I Saw Her Standing There'. Bittersweet was just okay. They were suppose to be real popular and big, but through their performance that night, they were so-so. There were some other performers, but I don't remember who and they weren't that great. Reza Salleh ftw!

I'm going home for the weekend tomorrow. Just a couple of days, as there would be no holiday break till the end of August. And I miss me Ipoh homies! Now I need to get done with my Web Design & Development class tomorrow. Zomg, 5 hours straight. DIE LOR. D:

And speaking of classes, I wanna kick my advertising lecturer's nuts. I just feel like causing him some pain. I have no respect for that son of a bitch anymore. I feel like ranting more, but that wouldn't change things. As much as I want to love his advertising class (and I actually do love the nature of advertising and learning it), but I just can't stand looking at him in the eyes. I do not know what he's trying to achieve, or whether he'll be biased towards me. But I swear to god, if he ever does treat me differently just cause he doesn't like me, I swear to god, this man will not lead a peaceful life. I never had so much hate towards one person. Okay, I don't hate hate him, I just have so much anger inside of me. This is by far the strongest negative-emotion I have towards someone. I hope I won't be seeing him after this semester, I cannot stand him.

I don't hate him really, it's just a really strong feeling I'm experiencing. Is it wrong in wanting to disassociate myself with that one person, even though my reasons can be ridiculous or childish or whatever. Simply said, I don't wanna see his face anymore. Period.

The Small Things in Life

2011-05-24T20:46:00.000+08:00

The small things in life. How do you look at them?

Recently, I had an epiphany of certain things in life that I had to review. Some were painful thoughts that linger at the back of my head, and some were just small recollections that reminded me of things that once mattered to me.

You know, they say that the more you ponder about something, even though the chances of it happening isn't that much in reality, but because of our immense thoughts, they might come true one day? So in that case, how does one stop from thinking too much of the unnecessary, small details? Or, how do you even define and classify these trivial matters? And yet again, how are you sure that these aren't the trivial matters that would make some sort of footprint in our lives? How do you know for sure about the little things in life?

Every single day, events take place. I was in Starbucks today. While I was scanning through the menu, thinking of what to order, I glanced at something that brought memories to me. It reminded me of someone, I smiled, because despite what happened, the bond was so strong till I can't seem to forget. Yes, some may be bad memories, but these memories formed the path of life. My life.

I know of some people that take small things as, well, small things in life. I have to say, if every small detail bothered us, I would have a hell of a life. In a bad way. But it's in my nature. My bloodstream. Flowing through every inch of my body.

But then again, some small things really cheers a person up. For instance, random shoutouts. When someone writes on my Facebook Wall, exclaiming my name and that they miss me, I feel touched by it. How lovely it is to receive morning wake up calls, or random late night text messages. To know that someone is thinking of you, out there, somewhere.

I treasure things. My possession matters to me, not because of the price, or the aesthetic value, but the sentimental value it carries. Even though some relationships, platonic or romantic, may have pushed the daisies, but these small recollections reminded me of the past. That I was once thought of, I meant a certain thing to them. Bygones should be bygones, but it's good to know that I was in the mind of someone, just like how they were to me, even till now. The small things in life. How do you take them?

Small things mean a lot. They may not mean much to you, or you, or you you you, but they do to me. Don't take things for granted. Treasure what you have now. Don't ponder too much about the past. Or the future. Enjoy the present; what we have now. If you are contented with life as it is, don't question things.

Life can actually be good. Let's savour ze moment!

April So Far

2011-04-23T21:23:00.003+08:00

April has been crazy thus far. Assignments and projects. My finals are still ongoing, but I only have three papers left next week, and at a very 'friendly' schedule. Just yesterday, all assignments, projects, presentations and quizzes ended officially. Now everybody... PUT YOUR HANDS UP IN THE AIR AND WAVE IT LIKE YOU JUST DON'T CARE!

But before that, the past month was zomg crazy. At one point I ran around in heels, my laptop died on me, got fucked by an ATM machine, and was walking around barefooted in the rain. That isn't the cream of the crop yet. Like I said, April has been a really crazy month. Although it hasn't ended yet, but that will be another story, at another post.

My exam schedule this time round is rather relaxed. We had only done two papers so far; Mass Media & Society and Media Management on last Monday and Thursday. These couple of weeks had been insane. Lots of rushing, running around, and ranting. I now call it, the 3 R's. No, make it 3 R's and one C, cause believe me, with the things that happened, ALOT of cursing was involved.

Let me bring you to the earlier events that happened. For instance, the bloody ATM machine. The fucked up ATM. I was having a not-so-lovely day, that one Sunday. I called the Christina up, and decided to hang and have dinner. And so we hung, chilled, girl-talked etc. Got hyped up at one point, but only to be disappointed, all escalated emotions brought down. Down, down, down... It's like someone HAD to throw a wet blanket on my dreams. And it gets worse. I was running low on cash, so I had to go to the ATM. I couldn't withdraw from the CIMB one cause it was after 10.30pm and no withdrawals are allowed, so I proceeded with the RHB one, which was next to it. I will skip the dreadful details, but in conclusion, the freaking ATM didn't give me my money. I made a transaction, but there was no cash. I was there hoping for that opening thingy to give me my money, but it didn't. Just imagine, how fucked up is that. And and, the money was deducted from my account when I checked the balance inquiry right after. WTF MAN. I was just completely and utterly low in spirits, I couldn't stay on anymore. So that was my night.

Nevertheless, on a brighter note, I did get my money back. Filled up some forms and stuff, and a few days later, my money is back. Like it hasn't been touched! :)

So that was my ATM machine blues. Now moving on to probably one of the most fucked up situations of April. Or rather, the year so far! While rushing to complete my marketing assignment (it's a 12 page-long essay mind you), my laptop died on me that night before my deadline the next day. Like holycrapwtf! Some anti-virus thing starts scanning and apparently laptop is infected with 38 viruses. What's worse is that although I can still turn it on, but I can't do anything. I can't open Mozilla, my Microsoft Word documents, or any files for that matter of fact. Which means, I can't do shit at all lah. GRR. So in the end, I copied the necessary to my pendrive, and went over to Kepong and crash Christina's place later that night. Then, I managed to complete the other questions, but we stayed up, and boy, I couldn't really remember much, but it was one crazy night. I called the boy and muttered nonsense, giggled alot.. The usual Angelyn's syndrome when hyped up, albeit an adrenaline rush, panic, or depression. Lol.

That was the night. I went to bed, getting only about four hours of sleep. I woke up the next morning, feeling so lethargic, and completely blur and just too lazy to get up. I had to hand in the assignment and do a presentation for Media Management. And we were late to college. But thank god I received a call in the morning, oh-so-lovely :), and rushed our way. Upon reaching Centrepoint (where she parked her car), I brisk-walked to college. I must seem like a mad woman, hair messed up, perspiring like never before, and muttering occasional profanities that escaped my sailor mouth that morning (lol). Little did I know, the pendrive that I slipped into my pocket dropped out. And I didn't know about this till I arrive in class. I threw everything out of my bag, panicked, and ran out of class, out of the college compound to look for it. I didn't go further cause it'll be too tiresome. Went back to class, be done with my presentation (which I did not prepare whatsoever, just blurted out from the top of my head) and rushed out to look for it again. I traced my steps, went all the way until I saw it lying by the pavement near the drain. Oh thank god I found you! There was probably an instant spark on my face at that moment. *grins*

In the end, I managed to pass up what I needed on time. Peanuts (my marketing lecturer's pseudonym) assignment, essays etc. I just finished my final project for photography yesterday. My photoshoot was so last minute, last Wednesday and Thursday, but all was cool. I had fun shooting Melia. This project is all about commercial photography, so I chose this body mist fragrance called Amber Romance. My themes were Sweet & Natural and Seductive & Glamorous.

We had to manipulate the pictures; and only having less than a day to edit and do all the Photoshop magic, I came up with mehh work.

I conjured this up while having lunch at Pizza Milano. At one point, I smashed my keyboard because I was so stressed up! But as usual, I managed to get it done, so, yayy me!

Finally, I'm done with all projects whatsoever yesterday! Journalism assignment and presentation, the photography editing and manipulating all done in less than 12 hours. I didn't get sufficient sleep that night, dozed off for two hours, got up and finished the necessary for about three hours, then went to bed. It was so warm, as I was trying to sleep, I can feel my senses somewhat intensified. I wondered whether was I asleep, having a nightmare, or was I awake, trying to shut my eyes. I don't know how to put them in words, but it's as though I'm in this realm between consciousness and slumber. I never felt anything like it. Anyhow, I did get some sleep, but not enough.

Yesterday was a really long day. The day was full of 3 R's. My feet hurt like a bitch cause I was wearing heels the whole day, over 15 hours. At one point, I was walking barefooted in the rain, on the tar road. We were rushing to get back to college from One Utama, so we went outside to catch a cab. An umbrella couldn't cover the both of us, so I was slightly wet. And I didn't feel like walking in my heels, so off they go! Got back to college, still walking around like some primal being. People are looking like, "what's wrong with this girl?" And to them I give the -.- look. Ke ke.

I feel the weight on my shoulders lessen, so now, back to studying. Three more papers to go; Journalism, Marketing, and Public Relations. Darn, I don't like the last one. It's so not my forte. I fucked the quiz yesterday. Bollocks.. Now, that's the end for today. It's a Saturday night and I'm here hibernating in my 'cave', with lectures notes and sticky post-its all over. Six more days to go, and I'm done for this semester! FUCK YEAAAA!

Alleged Anwar Sex Video Teaser is on Youtube!

2011-04-04T19:57:00.001+08:00

I'm sure by now many would have heard of the alleged sex video starring a high-profile Opposition politician and a foreign prostitute. It was first shown by the trio Datuk 'T' to a few selected journalists two weeks ago at the Carcosa Seri Negara. The topic has been going on and debated by MPs, media professionals, and also members of the public.

Datuk 'T' wanted the members of media to watch the footage before sending a copy to the supposed performer and his wife. Both were asked to step down from politics if the politician involved has been identified by the media.

Not long after, Anwar Ibrahim came out to the media, denying that he's the man in the video, and calling it a 'scurrilous attack' and a political move by UMNO to bring down the controversial former Deputy Prime Minister.

DAP hotshot Karpal Singh has called for the screening of the sex video in Parliament. He said Anwar and other MPs should watch it to identify the male actor involved.

Watch the teaser. It's just a short footage of the original 22-minute video. From what I see, there were two males and one female in the clip. I believe the female to be a foreign prostitute. And I'm guessing from China.

Now now, let's just examine the footage. The 'Anwar' in the video has mantits (LOL).Why is there another man doing there, lingering around? And why are they walking around in bathrobes, walking up and down? The words at the bottom of the video is Thai (???), and it's audio-less. Tak syiokk la macam nie!

I don't know about you, but seriously? Even though it is confirmed by the authorities that the video is genuine and not doctored, I still find it somewhat faux. But then again, how much do I know about sex scandals involving alleged politicians right?

Sigh, this will definitely go on and on, filling up our national dailies. Come on, give me some hot news! This is not saucy enough for porno material! :P

Awesome Capacity Overload Overload

2011-04-04T00:17:00.002+08:00

If there would be an awesome quota in life, I think I've reached it. At least, for the month of March. And the best of it all, back-to-back awesomeness that went on for days. March was epic, very epic indeed.

Batu Caves was mentioned way back when as one of our awesome things to do, instead of being lifeless all the time. And finally, on a beautiful Friday, we decided to defy all odds and go to Batu Caves!

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16 flights of steps, 17 steps per flight, 272 STEPS ALTOGETHER! And boy, were they steep! But ha! In your face, doubters who went, "You really climb all the way up? Like seriously??"

Of course la macha. We're there, it's Batu Caves, the steps, Batu Caves, Batu Caves and Batu Caves. It's a bit ridiculous to not climb up, no?

It was an experience alright, as it's one of the most popular Hindu shrines out of India. Monkeys are a familiar sight around the area. And pigeons too. Like, loads of flocking pigeons. And monkeys. Monkeys, monkeys, monkeys.

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They are not all that scary-looking. In fact, they are pretty smart creatures. Smart enough to maneuver a bag of Mentos sweets and eating them. We were observing from a reasonable distance, in awe. Maybe not smart smart, but rather, cheeky smart, 'em monkeys.

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We came across that when we were getting down, and it's definitely a showstopper. It'll be so morally-impolite to make fun of a goddess statue with breasts, wings and what I believe to be cow udders, but but but! It's so intriguing.. One can't help but to stop and stare. Well, neither of us are Hindus, so if anyone would be kind enough to explain what it means, I would really really really appreciate it. :)

Climbing the steps, up and down, is no child's play. But it's not that tough also. I really salute those Hindu devotees that climb the steps on a regular basis as part of their routine during prayers and whatnot. Such strong will and devotion to God.

The caves, rock formations and nature in general are a sight you don't come across that much. It makes you think, years back, way back when, what were the activities? How was life then? The limestone forming is said to be over 400 million years old. That's prehistoric shiz there!

Has paying Batu Caves a visit ever crossed your mind? Stop thinking, and go already! At least, when someone asks, you can go, "Yeah I've been there, done that. It's all cooooool," :))))

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Speaking of nature, you know what else is awesome? Chilling out at a beach, sitting on some rocks, or on dry beach sand, with a can of beer. The sound of waves; so peaceful, so serene.

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We have plenty of pretty islands here in Peninsular Malaysia. Redang, Tioman, Langkawi, to name a few. But
the few beaches along the Straits of Malacca is equally as good. The waters may not be as clean, as blue, and the seawater smell can be quite nauseating at times, but hey, it's the beach. Think of the gushing waves, the coconut trees, and the sanddddd! Running around the beach, with jeans folded up 'kampung style', slowly sinking your feet into the wet sand at the foreshore, and letting the waves damp most of your lower body. <3

Tell me, how can you not like the beach?

I miss Penang very much. I miss Penang, road trips, and the girls back home. Those fun makan times, and the beach. If only I'd live near the beach. A beach house! Oh, I wanna go to Penang soon! Beach, food, shopping, need I say more?!

And speaking of more nature, you know what else is as awesome? Lying down on a field. Feeling the grass. Rolling around. You, and nature, as one.

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Think, the most beautiful plain field, full of lush green. Maybe a tree somewhere in the middle. Think think, Russell Peters Bollywood Movies!

LOL

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Violence in front of your eyes. Not everyday I get to see one. So when the day arrived when the boy and the black guy are to bash each other up, I GOTS TO SEE THIS. HAHAHA. Pro-boxing, Muay Thai, and Mix Martial Arts matches, all seem so foreign to me. There were blood, a she-male Muay Thai fighter, and loads of scary buff-ed up people. First time, ringside, fighters, violence violence and violence in the ring! Woooo!

P.S. I've always been ranting about procrastination and assignments and shiz. I've got a marketing case study, my final photography project; commercial photography (fml), and essays aplenty. I will do it soon. Soon soon soon. But as for now, I really don't wanna hear people gloating in front of my face. Not cool, not cooooooll.

P.P.S. My third photography project: Photo Manipulation! Got the Desperate Housewives and American Gothic inspiration. Me loves.

ME LIKE ME DO. GOODNIGHT. <3

My M&M's Crave

2011-03-24T04:19:00.000+08:00

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I have been crazy over M&M's lately. No, not just the ordinary milk chocolate brown-packeted M&M's, I'm craving for the peanut butter-fillings, which are ze bomb. Ze bomb amigos, ze bomb.

Right now, I feel like nom nom-ing on some, but it's the middle of the night, and something sweet at this hour is odd.. So I shall stay away from those two packets of slight heaven!

It's 4.04am right now as I type. I'm suppose to be tucked nicely in bed, dreaming of fluffy clouds and unicorns. Why am I not there? Some Mraz will keep me company.

P.S. I don't just crave for M&M's these days, but food in general. I have a craving to eat so much, and I get hungry often. This is preposterous! Why am I hungry all the time?! Even now!! So preposterous.. I'm running broke towards the end of the month. For the first time in months, I feel broke. Don't know what did I spend on, but I don't really wanna know, because it's done and spent with, and and and, I just want some dough, I don't care how!

P.P.S. My Sony Ericsson K550i, is completely fucked. And no, I won't be getting a new phone anytime soon. To those who haven't heard of the demise of my poor mobile, it got fucked because I got it wet. My fault or not, I don't really care. It's gone, to be forsaken, to the point whereby repair is not necessary.

And crazy is the forecast all week.

The Exhausting Week

2011-03-15T18:58:00.002+08:00

Photographers don't have it easy. I, to say the least, not even achieving amateur status, really salute the professional photographers. The responsibility of producing good photographs, alongside with the burden of the equipment, maintenance, recruiting of models, sets, lighting, backdrop, props and costumes, etc., it's not easy. So I really take my hats off to them!

The whole of last week, I had to finish up my second project for my Photography unit; Studio Portraiture. The thing is, this time round, we had to get our own models, and shoot in the studio. The days of shooting syok sendiri pictures outdoors are now bygones.

This time, we have advanced. We are now entering the studio, with all the fancy gadgets to LIGHTS CAMERA POSE!

Setting up the set is a HASSLE. Thank god for Mr. Zul (photographer/technician), help from him makes things a lot easier. That is my model, Christina. She's awesome, and liberal, and great to photograph. If only I had better photographing skills, our photo-shooting would have been great. Nonetheless, it was not bad, we had fun and the after-party was good too! :D

For this subject, as I mentioned earlier, we had to get our models to shoot. We were given 5 themes; Outrageous, Dangerous, Sexy, Sweet and Conservative. I opted for Outrageous, Dangerous, and a tinge of Sexy because... Come on, my model is one hot thing. I cannot not do sexy. :P

Melia got me to do Sexy Seductress/Office Girl for her. I was willing, but due to my lack of self-confidence and whatnot, I was a bit uncomfortable at first. But as time progressed, the shoot was a fun one. Melia did well as a photographer, boosting her model's confidence, and Christina, who was an awesome Jay Manuel.

SS-ing before shooting

The shots itself, Office Lady in action!

Loads of fun shooting. I love the blackness. Lights and backdrop and all that. Words of encouragement from one photographer and model coach. Really really fun time. Despite the heavy makeup, which isn't my thing, but it sorta helped boost my confidence a little. Except for the part when it got smudgy and everything. Hahaha. A more professional touch to our work this time. Progress ftw!

The day after was my turn to shoot my beloved model. Due to time constraint, I had to rush things through, so the photos weren't at their prime. But it's still fab, cause I've got a fab model who's good to work with.

The Model Who Strives for Freedom of Speech

The Desperate Housewife

Gulliver's Girl

The 'Brownie'-eating Pothead

I have many other pictures, but some are pretty inappropriate to be uploaded on the internet. So these are the decent ones.. My lecturer liked the concept I had; particularly the freedom of speech one. This session was short, but it was fun to browse through the pictures, over 200 of them. Photoshop-editing was a pain in the ass, I have to say. But the end product turned out well. All the brouhaha with the studio-booking and having to deal with difficult people, my model and friend, Christina, really helped me sail through.

And of course with a few other boosters along the way! Can you imagine, I had M&M's seven days a week! <3 And speaking of M&M's, Peanuts a.k.a. my Marketing lecturer, is making fun at the class. He's got this recurring joke going on, and he cannot stop saying it, in our face! Omggggggg... I should get a picture of him one day. Or upload a video of him in class. Peanuts, as what he says, "I'm no ordinary lecturer".

Last week was pretty hectic, not enough sleep, and not enough hours in a day. Especially towards at night. I thought of taking a break and not going anywhere for two days; yesterday and today. Tomorrow will be a long day, what with a quiz for both Principles of Marketing and Media Management. It's already Mid-March. Has it really been that fast?

After a long week of projects and presentations, I decided to reward myself with more Dave's! It's a good bistro bar and grill. That was our second time, I wouldn't mind going there more often. Teehee. Maybe next month, when my allowance comes in for April. :P

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I should blog about how cool Dave's is.. They have a wall full of Beatles memorabilia. It defines us. It's a place where we could appreciate good food, good beer...... and The Beatles. :)

Enough of college talk, I met up with the fellow BratsPg at Sunway. Not many turned up, but it was still awesome. Cause we awesome yo! I haven't seen them for a year. We chose Sunday because it was exactly a year before that we met for the Brats Programme. Good times, good times.

Picture from Jan's blog. Claire and Ben weren't here, but we met up. :)

Now... I really should get back to studying for my Marketing quiz, before Peanuts gets furious with us. I don't wanna let him down. I don't really like Wednesdays already, cause there's classes the whole day! And Peanuts's class is at the later part of the day. Super yawn-fest!

Well well, my love-hate relationship with college is not that bad now. I began seeing the better of things, ever since the start of the year. Which is good for me f.y.i. The days are numbering, and the semester is coming to an end in a month's time. And I miss home terribly. Ipoh ipoh, food food food. And the girls back home. I will go to Ipoh one day! Soon! But for now, faretheewell kthxbai.

I feel happy, February, Weeeeeeeee

2011-02-26T16:09:00.001+08:00

February is ending in two days. Cliched, yes, but time went by in a matter of a few finger snaps. The last time I updated was during Chinese New Year, and I was back at home in Ipoh. Now, as I type, my mind is at last, in peace, with the way things are. At least, for most of the things that I usually rant/rave/bitch about. Once, in a really really long time, I felt the weight on my shoulders lessen.

There are some things, I realized, that I shouldn't give a fuck about. And you know why? Cause you ain't gettin' any attention from me. I've come to a point whereby I'll drop it, and make peace with what I have. Life is not all that bad, but there's that one or two thing(s) that really bugged the shit out of me for the past couple of months. And it's not getting anywhere. It's not getting ME anywhere! Hence, I've decided to tell myself, "you are not worthy of me, period"

The newly transformed me will forge new alliances! So far, 2011 has been good to me. I enjoyed a great deal of most of my time, compared to the old, pessimist a year ago. Okay, I have not fully changed or anything, I still do enjoy my quiet moments, contemplating surroundings etc. But, recently, with a wave of sweet awesomeness that surged my body, mind and soul, things are doing good. Things are well. Taking the high road, taking in life as it is, right now, at this very moment.

My February was great. For the very first time, I celebrated Valentine's Day! Okay, it's with a bunch of friends, and college and stuff, but still, I spent Valentine's Day! Valentine's and cupcakes.

What a day to begin, upon returning back to KL. I'm sure there are many out there who had awesomer Valentine's than mine, but I enjoyed my day, with great company and good conversation. What more can one ask? Lovely, lovely day.

I began reading Anchee Min's Empress Orchid. I had my eyes on it for years, wanting to purchase it from the MPH store. I never did give up, so when Bookxcess had them in store, I booked and got them immediately! And at a way lower price than the original!

Empress Orchid is a historical novel that depicts the life of a humble Manchu girl entering China's Imperial Palace as a concubine, and later on becoming one of China's Empress Dowager. I'm finishing it soon, and I feel happy. Cause I have the sequel to it; The Last Empress. Ke ke ke.

And speaking about books, I love it when I swipe my card and purchase new things. I bought them books the other day and paid with my card. Felt so good. It's a debit card, and the moolah is my pure blood, sweat and tears. I worked hard for it, so when I spend, it feels good. But of course I don't do it all the time. Pokai loh!

I climbed a tree for the first time! Well, I had some help, a boost up by a stronger human, but I was up, almost up, on a tree! Yay me!

Felt so Tarzan and Jane. But bonding with nature, trees, parks and stuff, it's all good people.. It's all good. And what's best about chilling with nature? Some good music, like, Here Comes The Sun.

Little darling, the smiles returning to the faces
Little darling, it seems like years since it's been here
Here comes the sun, here comes the sun
and I say it's all right

Trying new things! The joy of trying new things is awesome! Even though it was something so different, but the feeling of accomplishment and joy from trying new things is so good. I was at Sunway Pyramid the other day with a friend, and we had Middle Eastern cuisine. I am not a huge fan of it, but I don't hate it. These people eat in big portions! Thank god for sharing is caring. The bill came to a total of..... let's just say it was a good, different, PRICEY meal. And I was made fun of for spending so much on a meal. Recurring jokes! I had a great time, good conversation, a wholesome meal, impeccable service, heck, why not eh?

I don't know why, but I feel good today. Like, better than other days. Maybe it was from yesterday, I don't know. I just feel happy. Maybe I'm about to finish my book? Or maybe it's just.. things are alright, and that's why I'm happy. Anyhow... To more happy days ahead! :D :D :D

January was Yesterday

2011-02-04T19:24:00.001+08:00

January was yesterday (I started posting on Feb 1st!) . 31 days, and those days had been a whirlwind. An awesome whirlwind, that is. ;)

Technically whirlwinds are rough. It's a destructive force of nature. As for me, it's the beginning of a new year, and having to have to sort things out, I tend to stress myself up. So it was pretty tough for me. A new year, a new beginning for some. Having to deal with these, yeah it was tough. But I sailed through!

As to why it was an awesome whirlwind.... Well, I would thank The Arts. So far in January, two Sundays back-to-back, I went and appreciated The Arts. I went to watch Someone Who'll Watch Over Me, and it was brilliant. Thank god I didn't skip that one out. And the next Sunday, I went to the KLPac Open Day.

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I heard about this before, and since I'm in KL, I shouldn't miss the opportunity and be a KLPac Virgin.

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KLPac Open Day 2011 was nice. It's free arts for all. What more is there to ask? Basically there were live performances, workshops, anything performing arts. You get the flow.. Plenty of people, arty farty people. We went for the KLPac's Got Talent show, and there were amazing performances from the participants. There was a solo personality-impersonator, a pianist, dancers, yada yada. So much talent under one roof! Getting there was a hassle though, by public transportation. We were wondering like lost souls. Haha. But walking burns calories. Huff huff!

I seem to be so interested in immersing myself with arts-related things. Which is good, it enhances the brain and let creative juices flow. Besides going out more than usual, so many interesting encounters happened! And because of my 'outings', and some really typical teenage attitude, I hereby pronounce that I'm no longer a goody-two-shoe. HA! Since when I ever was?? *cackles*

Before I forget, GONG XI FA CAI to all that are celebrating! I haven't got the time to complete my actual January post, so I'll just update what I can. As I type, we're getting ready to go to my grandma's for dinner. The usual second-day CNY routine.

Anyhoo, January oh January. You've been amazing. I tweeted a couple of times how I wish February is as awesome as you. I really do. For once, I was actually slightly dampen cause I had to leave KL for two weeks. So many could've happened in 14 days. I miss going out with awesome people, chillin', and talking about life in general.

Can't wait to go back to lifelessness and inside jokes. That actually sounded more fun for real. Heeeees. 10 more days peebles! And college, I'll be backkkkkkkkk!

Someone Who'll Watch Over Me

2011-01-19T00:06:00.006+08:00

On a fine Tuesday afternoon, I was reading the papers as usual, and when I came across the review of Someone Who'll Watch Over Me in The Star (Jan 11, 2011), I knew I have to watch it. Even if it means defying all social stigma, I was willing to go and watch it, ALONE! Yes, my desires were that strong, cause I really really wanted to go.

Why were my desires so strong?

After reading the awesome review, I told myself, "hey, this could be worth money.. I should give it a try!". And from that enthusiasm grew a strong desire and need to go for Frank McGuinness's Someone Who'll Watch Over Me. When was the last time I went to a play? Or a musical? Or anything performing arts-related? A really, really long time ago. School productions are needless to say, not part of the count. I think my last actual theatre production was... Avenue Q, Singapore, late 2008. Boy, that was a long time ago!

Anyhow, this play was directed by Joe Hasham, the theatre stalwart. This Actors Studio production is directed and produced by the husband-wife duo; Hasham and Dato' Faridah Merican respectively. They are the godparents of Malaysian theatre. And it is well-known that Joe Hasham's plays are deep and thought-provoking. And I love deep and thought-provoking.

I couldn't help it but to feel instant mundaneness in my life at almost every second. I do wanna enjoy life, get out more often. Living the fast lane... but, hmm, I don't know how to put them in delicate words, so I shan't mention it. Hence, when an opportunity as such slides in, how can I say no? Like, it seems like an interesting play (read the review), and I love the theatre! I cannot skip this opportunity for some good ol' appreciation of The Arts. I simply cannot.

Finding the right people to go.

Just like before asking someone out for a date, you would scout for similar interests, and chemistry connections. That way, you would most likely not risk a potential disaster date, am I not correct?! Well same applies to my theory of asking-someone-to-accompany-me-to-the-play. I do not want to simply select someone to go with me. I do not want the potential someone to be disappointed, if he/she is not into theatres and such. And I certainly do not want to set an expectation bar for a newbie, and have it lowered if the play is a flop or something. So many risks!

I may be fussy, but I believe that whatever I do, wherever is it I go, I need to be with someone I can 'connect' with. Even if it's just friends, best buds etc. Not necessarily only romantic pursuits. Of course, I'd love to meet new people, enhance my social circle, but when it comes to serious things (yes, I consider play productions to be serious matters), I have certain circumstances.

But, I'm not saying that I'm choosy with selecting friends and all. I'm flexible! You treat me nice, I'll treat you nice lah. Win-win situation.

But heck, it wasn't easy. Looking for someone to go with me. Some just plainly did not fucking respond. I don't fucking care anymore. Some bailed out. Some couldn't make it, but oh well. I let you off my radar if you respond, so thank you to those who did! *hint hint more sarcastic bitch-lashing to come* Okay, I mean that with a tinge of humour, I wanna be less bitter this year. Muahaha.

I went through lengths to get someone to go with me. It was just exhausting. But finally, finally! Someone is actually interested! I was so delighted at that moment. Like, yayyyyy! *runs around in circles*

How did it go?

The play was top-notch. I went with an awesome friend who had no experience with performing arts. But even so, both of us agreed that it was splendid in many levels. The acting was stellar, albeit only with only three cast members; an American, an Irishman, and an Englishman, and props that consist of a single lightbulb, bottles of water, thin and barely-there mattresses, the Quran and Bible, and... that's about it.

The witty remarks of Edward (Kingsley Judd), the Irish journalist, was at times, hard to comprehend because of his thick accent, but I love his humour and sarcasm. Michael (Charles Donnelly), the English university professor was really a sanctimonious prig, to his own claim. Adam (Gavin Yap), the American doctor was always exercising, keeping up with his routine. The three innocent men, of different nationalities and backgrounds, trying hard to keep each other sane. Although they threw cruel remarks at each other, but I really felt their need to remain human and go through their days. How would you feel one fine day, to be caught and held hostage, and never know when your time is? How does it feel to be stuck in a windowless cell, oblivious to the outside world? To have someone listening you, so you'd have to fake laughs in order to show the guards that you're okay? It's not easy. It mustn't be.

There were a lot of humour going on, Irish jokes like how they are the ones that invented foreplay, and that foreplay is alcohol. I love Judd's portrayal of Edward. From an audience's point of view, it's as though they've lost their sanity, stuck in their bubble for too long, with the reenactment of Virginia Wade's Wimbledon match, to singing Chitty Chitty Bang Bang whilst imagining to be in a flying car.

But some scenes really moved my heart away with full-blown emotions. One of it was watching Adam singing 'Amazing Grace', and the other two thanking him cause they really needed to hear those verses from the song. They 'wrote' letters, verbally, to their loved ones back home. Just an assurance that everything's alright. Their extraordinary performance was so immense, with Ella Fitzgerald's Someone To Watch Over Me playing at the end of every scene was hauntingly beautiful. I shed a few tears towards the ending. You can really feel what these men went through. It is after all based on a true story.

So overall, I enjoyed my Sunday thoroughly. Not only the play itself, but also the rest of the day in summary. I went through lengths, high and lows, to go to this. And I did. And it was worth every penny, every blood, sweat and tears involved. Now, I feel like going for all of the KLPac events. Feel like attending more theatre productions. Make full use of my student privileges. Ke ke ke.

People should really start appreciating The Arts, and also understanding what's theatre. Do not be surprised, some may still question as to what a 'play' is. The trend of The Arts is growing among the young Malaysians, and I hope the people are more open to performing arts. Watching these actors perform on stage with their full might, I gotta take my hat off to them. Just plain stellar.

Ratings?
9/10. I would come back to Actors Studio for more. It's better to spend my moolah on substantial talent and solid performances, rather than on clothes or accessories, no matter how pretty or a steal they may be.

Some say I'm an old lady at heart. "Kids our age go for movies, not to the theatre!" Well I'm defying all social norms! If it pleases me, I shall head to the theatre and watch a play. Do not diss my preference on what's fun to me. I am not amused with the usual teenage routines. HAHAHHAHA. That was just a Queen Victoria reference. I do the usual teen things too, of course. :)

PS. Need I re-emphasize on how much I loved the play? Well, I just want to. I LOVE IT.

PPS. Oh yeah, I saw both Joe Hasham and Faridah Merican that day. And and and... Harith Iskandar and Mano Maniam! Veterans all these! *fangirl mode*

The Pop Card is Expiring!

2011-01-15T01:07:00.001+08:00

I have been shopping around pretty frequently these days. Lingering around One Utama, stocking up my essentials here in KL. I think within the past few days, I spent hundreds already. Holy! Money money, and I realized it's almost a year since I last worked with my previous employer at Ritz Garden. Time really flies eh?

I was purchasing some stationery at Popular Bookstore, and when I made my payment, I realized that my Popular Card was about to expire! And back then I was thinking, 2 years is going to be a long time.. I applied my Student Card in March 2009, and now, after 2 years, a renewal is needed.

As I fill in the requirement form, probably for another Student card, which will last me another 2 years, time flies like the speed of light, doesn't it? Back then, I was just a high-school teenager, getting a discount card for my stationery purposes (we frequent to Popular in Ipoh Parade very often then). Now that I'm entering my second year of college, going to turn 19 this year, everything goes by so fast. I have to keep up!

I haven't blogged about the new year, resolutions and stuff like that. Even though I just turned 18 not long ago, entering 2011 seems like a huge thing for me. Things are getting serious. College workload piling. People age, and grow out of the old and into the new.

I guess, people are moving on, aren't they? Maybe I should too. And meanwhile, I need to get my Pop Card renewed. More walking around, running errands!

Semester Three of DMC 01

2011-01-11T01:14:00.000+08:00

As 2011 dawned upon us, college is here and semester three has started. I can feel the workload piling up. More projects, textbooks, research.... BOLLOCKS.

We entered our second week today, met our new lecturer last Saturday, our Miss Jane replacement, 'Miss Manimegalai'. Her name itself is quite a handful. I want Miss Jane back, to teach Journalism and PR. Wa wa wa. The new lecturer treats us like secondary school children, and I'm not a fan of her method of teaching. I want the old, close-knit class back. I want the way Miss Jane handled the notoriety that is us. Wa wa wa.

The bunch from happier, merrier times with Miss Jane

Now that they have divided us, we bade goodbye to Alaa, Ayu, Jonathan, Cody, Faith, Uma, Anna and Yasnim, and we, the first batch students, sail solo from now on.

But then again, it's not all that bad with our new lecturer, she knows her stuff (that's the most important part right?), so all I have to do is to absorb as much as possible. Yeah, maybe I won't be having that much fun learning like how I did with Miss Jane's lessons, but I can learn to learn from Miss Mani too. Just a different approach. Think Angy, think. Think of a way to fully benefit from ze new lecturer. I must.

Not trying to brag, but I've been scoring pretty well for the past two semesters. My CGPA is under 'good standing', I got a 4 pointer for my second semester. In fact, I put my academic transcript in my file so that I can view it every single time I hold my file. Some may say that I'm showing off, but it's my right, and I want to feel good about it. I want to feel good about myself, what I am capable of achieving. I want to feel good about scoring good grades, straight A's, something I've not had since.... 2007.

I was never the brightest bulb in class back in secondary school. I mean, I never was the studious type. I fail in memorizing facts. I don't believe that education is suppose to work like that. We need something holistic, and wholesome. I cannot read and read my notes all over in order to score my exams. What's the point in cramming when all the information sucked is just gonna ooze out minutes after you've regurgitated during the exam. WHAT IS THE POINT, YOU TELL ME?

But then again, I don't think I'm stupid, or dumb, or not capable of being the brightest bulb. Just that, back in school, I dealt with things I did not like. Things I don't have the passion for. When I do something, whatever it is, I require a burning passion. A need to do it. When I sat for all the Science crap for SPM, I knew where I was heading way back even. So when I began Mass Communication in college, it's like I've found a calling. I have true desires to learn, to be knowledgeable, to want to be the brightest bulb and succeed with flying colours. I can never say that back in school, but now, I am acing with superb spectrum!

I think the most important thing of all is to do what you like. And I LOVE what I'm doing. I will not regret entering this path. I want to be a media literate being, and understand the public and what we need in order move as a responsible and progressive society. I want to serve the public as a journalist/media professional/ writer/etc. and I will make the most out of my 2.5 years in college. I have a vision, like many others, so, after I've completed my diploma, I will pursue my degree in Journalism or any related field. But that'll be at least in the year 2013, or 2014. Long way to go..

Now that we are focusing more on the media-related units, I have to pull me socks real high up, and maintain my pretteh spectrum. Hehe. Yes, I will keep that piece of transcript in my file to see every single college day. I want to feel proud of myself. Not a sin. *grins*

Anyhoo, Melia aka Princess's birthday was last Saturday, 8 Jan 2011. HAPPY BIRTHDAY PUTERI AMELIA! Hahahahaha. Had a blast, swim swim swim.

Here's to hoping for less procrastination, more reading, and a positive outlook for this semester. Heck, my resolution for the year lah. And in that case, workout more. Ah uhh!

AHWL

The Texting Policy

2011-01-07T21:59:00.001+08:00

My week had to be ruined. It was so perfectly fine yesterday (please refer to the UM post), and this morning and afternoon, but it just had to be ruined.

As usual, a day out in college, had a short class cause everything was just introduction, the basics. Quite nice to learn that my Photography lecturer, Mr. Idzuan, hates the Twilight series, and I love how much he hates it. Also, he tells us how his wife is a die-hard fan of Twilight. Poor Mr. Idzuan.

Photography is back! For another long semester! Yejngjafjefweojfaqzaskvnd! Let's expect a whole lot of workload, picture-taking, late nights and last minute photo printing. Bollocks...

Back to what I was saying, I was having quite a wonderful day today, the first half of today. Photography class was all right, I went walking around the whole of One Utama for two hours and realized that there's nothing much to shop but it's the only major shopping mall within our vicinity.. Saw two eyecandies *giggles*, so by the end of it all, upon reaching home, I was really tired, and dozed off a couple of times.. And within that time frame, I was not completely aware of my surroundings, or what was I doing. I was texting, but then I dozed off, so several messages were left unresponded.

During my unawareness, I replied to some of my texts, and some, I ignored. One message, which apparently was delivered very much earlier than when I received, I replied later than I should. Well, different people have different 'texting policies'. Some may be particular about the duration to reply and stuff. I admit, I do have that 'policy' too, but it doesn't bug me that much these days cause I know many people won't give shit about replying, or responding in any way. So why the fuss? Last time, I used to get so pissed while waiting for a text reply, that I will throw my phone away, just because I got sick and tired of waiting. Patience was running out. I still have that problem now, my 'policy', but it's not that bad compared to the years before.

When I finally realized the unresponded texts I have, I quickly texted back. Well some didn't receive it quite well. I'm sorry that there was such delay. Think about fucked up Digi, or maybe it was my fault, but it wasn't that late anyhow.. I apologized, but whether was I warmly forgiven, I'm not so sure.

Regarding my 'texting policy', I have been patient all this while. Yes, it still does suck when waiting for a long period of time for a text reply. One thing about texting, when you've sent it, it is not retrievable. And there comes the wait. IT SUCKS TO WAIT FOR A TEXT. I KNOW! BEEN THERE DONE THAT!

I've been down that road, and I know how much it sucks. The anxiety, and curiousity, thinking what the other person is up to. The policy doesn't just apply to texting, but to calls, and any other reachable medium. When you think receiving a text reply late is annoying, try imagining the many texts, calls, Facebook messages and etc. not responded. At all. For months. At all.

Need I say more?

06January2011

2011-01-07T01:00:00.000+08:00

FIRST POST OF THE YEAR!

I've never been to University of Malaya (UM) before. When a friend of mine from Ipoh came down for work purposes at this PC & Book Fair at UM, I thought, hey, why not I pay a visit.

Usually, my ventures around KL, I'll go alone. At very rare times where I'll go with a group of friends. And especially when there are errands to run, I'll venture alone. As I mentioned, I've never been to UM. So, this fine afternoon, I gave it a try.

The whole day, it was drizzling. So it was rather cold, and a breeze to walk around. As I couldn't think of anyone to drag along to go to UM, I just went on with my initial plan: go to the place, hang around, visit my friend, then go back. Alone.

I took the LRT from Kelana Jaya to Universiti, and took a bus to the campus. At that time I've no idea how big the campus is, or at what stop should I alight. I got down, in the middle of nowhere. Not at the place where the fair was held (Dewan Tunku Chancellor), but instead, I got down at some hostel-looking place. Smart move, Angelyn.

I was wondering around that part of UM, don't see any hall in sight. I walked towards a building, hopefully to ask someone for directions (ultimate noobness). It looks deserted, and then I saw this young Malay guy walking from a distant. He was dressed rather smartly; tie, clean shirt and slacks. Seems like a decent young bloke. Seems like someone nice, who will help me with my directions.

I approached this guy, only to find out that the DTC is really far from where I stopped, and walking is quite a distance. So, he offered to drive me there. None of those rape/homicidal thoughts occured to me at that moment. I just wanted to get to my destination and be done with it. I didn't come all the way, and just give up.. I'm usually vigilant (teehee), and he seems like a fairly decent bloke, in no ways harmful to me. Ke ke ke. The ride lasted for about less than 10 minutes, so nothing bad happened. In fact, it was quite nice that I stumbled upon this good Samaritan. A good-looking one, that is. ;)

I know I'm dragging with this blog post. It's something small, but that made my day, among my usually mundane days here in college. So for what happened today, I was somewhat in cloud nine. No big deal, but I just wanna brag about something! Heheheheh. Bear with me, okay?

Anyhoo! This guy! He was probably one of the best-looking pure Malay guy I've seen in KL. Usually, the good-looking ones are either mixed or... some sort. But this decent guy, probably in his early 20's, he's in Medical school (like ohmyfuckinghotokay *hyperventilates*), that's why he's dressed ties and slacks and such. I thought he was a really young lecturer, but no, he's a student at UM. Our conversation didn't last long, as it was a short ride. We exchanged information such as name, hometown, education etc. The usual. A nice bloke, nice enough to hitch me a ride.

So that's it, my unprecedented experience. This was my first time where a complete stranger helped me out in this nature. In a friendly, non-sexual manner of course.. Teehee. I visited the fair, met my friend who was working there, and went wondering around the place. I bought Love Letters of Great Men for half price. Yay!

It may be a little lonely to travel alone, but it's not entirely that bad. At the end of the day, it gives me this contentment that I've done something on my own, and I don't need to depend on someone. Sometimes in life, you won't always have that companion with you throughout time right? You just have to sail alone.. And in most occasions, I do.

That's the end to what I believe will be the high point of my week. May seem like nothing to some, but hey, I ain't a socialgoer, so do pardon me at what I call 'small sparks of happiness'. The small awesome things in life that puts a smile in your face. I'm grateful for that, even if it's only for that few hours.

The Nightmare

2010-12-14T17:26:00.003+08:00

What's your worst nightmare?

Or rather, the worst nightmare anyone can possibly imagine?

We all have nightmares. As a child, and now, as a teenager, I sometimes have nightmares. Random dreams that provoke fear and horror. The dreams I dream, as I could remember, are usually vague and makes no sense. They are really really random. As for nightmares, they are random too. Just another random dream that causes a strong negative emotional impact. And my nightmares usually make no sense as well.

Until one Sunday night, where I went to bed at my usual time, and fell asleep to a really terrible dream.

As I've mentioned before, my dreams are usually random so they are insignificant to me. They are probably pieces of recollected memories mixed with my out-of-the-world imagination and some dream sugar-and-spice-and-sometimes-not-so-nice. And on that night, I fell into my deep sleep, into one of my worst nightmares I could ever imagine.

Hold on a second, back to the questions I asked before.. What is one's worst nightmare? A nightmare I remember was when I was much younger, probably seven or eight years old, and that was the only one I remembered. I was stuck in a box, at a night market, and there was a hideous green claw with red fingernails approaching me, trying to grab me. I was awaken after that. It may not be that scary, but that is one of them. Ever since then, I hardly have nightmares. Just odd, random dreams that dropped by. Like I said, recollected memories mixed with my out-of-the-world imagination and some dream sugar-and-spice-and-sometimes-not-so-nice.

Nightmares may occur within our dreamworld, but it also can be a lingering thought we wish that would never come true. It can haunt us alright, in our dreams. As long as it remains there, and not join us in the reality. Whatever horrible thoughts that we have in our heads, we would never want them to be real. So they remain in this realm that collects all our random thoughts; good and bad. But what if, these horrible thoughts become real? These terrible nightmares that we dream of, that we fear so much, slowly eking out into the real world. Holyfuckno!

They say one's worst nightmare is death. My worst nightmare is close to death; a death of a person's soul, turned so cold till I feel the shudder, even until now. I know that in one part of their lives, people grow out of their old shell and move on to a new one. Friends move on, don't they? And they meet new people and forget about old friends. And they adopt an entirely different persona. It's like you don't even know them. At least, that's the nightmare for most of us, but we have to take it in no matter what. Friends change, and they move on. But did you have to move on to be such a terrible person?

That nightmare of mine, I've experienced something similar. Yes, the worst nightmare could be death, but what I dreamed that night, was a death on its own. Whatever my mind was playing with me, well, it was not cool. Seeing someone I once knew quite well, turned into this monster, this cold, cold monster. The image was shattered, it died while she was 'transforming'. Even though I was silent for most parts of my nightmare, I was terrified at how horrible a person she became. As cigarette smoke escapes her foul-mouth, with one hand flickering the ash away and another clenching on a bottle of beer, I just watched and listened. I had to take it in; this whole other person, so different, from the friend I once knew.

I was really dampen during the dream, knowing that I can do nothing about it. I woke up in the wee hours of the morning, thanking the dream-maker upon realizing that it was a nightmare. It was a terrible terrible nightmare. But how far is it from reality? How do I know that this wasn't a sign that changes are about to occur? The dream I had, my worst nightmare, was like an epiphany, but with opposite effects. Ever since then, I couldn't take my mind of it, knowing that it could be true.

It hurts to think that a friend could change. I mean, I know they do, but sometimes changes are not necessarily for the greater good. We are drowning in a toxic world where evil takes charge and we're the victims. I cannot stand to imagine the nightmare, thinking about this cold-blooded, selfish, egoist my friend has turned to be. She had died and gone to a bad, bad world. I do not want it to be true. I hope it isn't.

*fingers crossed*

Alviss Kong Suicide

2010-12-11T12:56:00.003+08:00

If you haven't heard about this, then you have to read on.

A 22 year-old Malaysian committed suicide by jumping off a building in Cheras, Kuala Lumpur on a tragic Wednesday morning. It is reported that the deceased, Alviss Kong, ended his life after his girlfriend of four-months ended their relationship. This was his second romantic relationship.

I picked it up from Twitter and random blogs, as no official release from the English-medium has been reported. As seen above, this tragedy made big news for the Chinese media. I do not know the actual facts, but it seems that this young man was suffering from depression post-breakup. He posted a Facebook update on 8th Dec 2010 at 11.15pm about a 45-minutes countdown. The countdown of him ending his life.

His last words were to his sister, Chelvin Kong, telling her to take care of the family. This was prior to the response from the 'countdown update'. From what I gather, no one saw the suicide coming.

Read these following posts I got from the blogosphere regarding this matter. As I do not read Chinese, I do not know how far these blog posts are credible, so, read at your own discretion.

http://lifeisreallybeautiful.com/malaysia/alviss-kongs-suicide-how-tragic/

http://www.onlineusanews.com/alviss-kong-22-year-old-malaysian-committed-suicide-6632.php

http://joshuaongys.com/2010/12/19-yrs-old-malaysian-alviss-kong-jumped-off-building-committing-suicide-after-leaving-facebook-message/

And also, Niki Cheong's take on this issue.

http://www.nikicheong.com/blog/suicide-is-not-an-option-it-gets-better.html

I agree with Niki Cheong's stand, that suicide is not an option. Everyone has been through depression. No one knows what went on Alviss's mind when he decided to jump of the building. It could be his depression over his recent breakup. Or it could be more.

I would like to give my stand that is nothing, or anything permits suicide. We live this life and only the person above has the right to take it back. Suicide is a sin. Life is a challenge. Happiness (in this case, his relationship) is only temporary. Nothing lasts forever. When your world falls apart, you don't just fall along with it. You pick up the pieces and work things out. Seek help from family and friends. Even the most random of strangers are sometimes willing to lend his/her ear and extend a hand. There is always a solution to things, and it is not suicide.

I want to be critical about this matter, but yet be morally-correct. Every single time I read a tweet or blog post about this poor chap, I can't help but to think what was going through his mind. I feel sorry for his ex-girlfriend to be frank. No matter whose fault it was, this girl must be in deep depression to have a frenzy of issue (partially) circulating her.

Imagine words like, the dude killed himself because of YOU. It would haunt me for life.

Anyhow, just a few words for all, suicide is wrong. Life sucks, get over and move on. Call Befrienders (03-79568144 or 03-79568145) or something. If you think your life is not worth living anymore, death isn't the key to perpetual happiness.

THINK BEFORE DOING ANYTHING.

THINK, THINK, THINK!

What up hols!

2010-11-29T18:31:00.003+08:00

And the holidays are here! What up!

Deck the halls with boughs of holly, fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la!

Holidays began for me a couple of days back, beginning Wednesday, the last day of my finals. My short semester ended so fast. 8 weeks flew by already? Sweet mother of god, Christmas is coming, and 2010 is ending, and there's a new year approaching! Holy!

Well, now that I'm back home in Ipoh, and blogging out of boredom, pfftttt... I complain once I'm back here, and I complain when I'm away from home. What do I want, really? *smacks forehead*

But in a nutshell, I'm pretty glad that my college semester is over, and I have my holidays cause I really really really, desperately, needed them. I have to say, my second semester was painful. Mentally painful. And I just needed a break from all that.

So much has happened. But no one to talk to. By someone, I meant having a platonic girlfriend to be physically there in front of me so that I can rant, yell, cry, and just express my feelings that I've been burying all this time. At least, through out that 8 weeks, some lent a hand, and made me feel slightly better than before. To know that there are still a few that cared.

Why was the semester mentally painful?

To be honest, ALOT of things. But mainly because I have to deal with real immature people. Do refer to my previous blog post on Facebook Pet Peeves where I expressed a fraction of my feelings. It felt awesome, to type it out and hit publish. At that time, there was an overwhelming satisfactory feeling, something I needed much from all the mental pain I'd been going through.

Having to deal with different people in life tests your ability in dealing with the rocky obstacles. Basically, there are gonna be suckers and losers that will make your life miserable. Work or/and play. And I thought immaturity ends in high school. I thought that when these people enter college, they would be slightly mature and professional when handling things. Boy, I was SO WRONG. Some people just gotta do things, the WRONG way. And it really ticks me off.

I try to be nice. I try to be patient. I try to remain tough. But I have to admit, these lil things that occurred through out the 8 weeks, have not been the easiest for me. I did not sail through the ocean well this time. In fact, there were many times when I felt like I'm done with the environment and want to jump ship. But I have to deal with things no matter the turbulence. Cause this is life. And when life hits rock bottom, it is always good to know that there friends by one's side. Cause all you need is a friend.

But it is not all that bad, is it?

Well, not completely. There are a couple of good times. Good laughter. Good conversations. Just last Friday I had a walk around town, shopped, and had a great time with Sui Ee and Ng Sook. Then, I actually let out everything and it felt awesome. Those two ears elevated my mood meter, and now that my semester is over, I get to take a break from all the drama. So, thank you lovelies. :)

I get by with a little help from my friends

Plus, I did plentiful of shopping that day. So glad with my shopping purchases. Shall return and conquer Bukit Bintang cum Christmas. Ke ke ke.

So, what awaits me?

I do not know. I just hope for, some good ol' girls time. Shop, gossip, whatever. I get by with a little help from my friends right? ;)

Till then my fellow audiences! I have much more to express, but I don't bother with the details. Too long and winding. College will only begin in January, so let's hope with the new 'season', better things would come along.

As for now, I only wish for a few things:

Colourful exam results

Girls time

A breath of fresh air

And a few others, but lazy to put them into words. FML.

HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA. Kthxbai.

Facebook Pet Peeves

2010-11-15T09:52:00.003+08:00

But the question here is more of, who does NOT have one.

Facebook has been around for quite some time, but it only peaked among the Malaysian circa in the much later years of the millennium. As of July 2010, Facebook has more than 500 million active users, and if it was to be a country, it would fall into the 3rd highest ranking in population, after China and India.

These days, everyone has a Facebook account. Your father, mother, brother, sister, uncle, aunty, grandfather, grandmother, neighbour, pet dog... Well...you get my point there. A local study shows that Malaysians spend an ample time on Facebook, and we are one of the highest in the region.

Well, I won't deny much. Even I spend a whole lot of my time 'facebooking'. And I'm sure there are plenty others who do so too. I'm not the lone soldier spending most of my time 'facebooking'. Well, most of the time I'll leave the social network site on, and I'll check around if there are any updates. The homepage, or rather the 'news feed' comes WAY in handy.

Ever since my usage in late 2008, I've seen more and more peers picking up on Facebook. Before that, the obsession used to be Friendster. HAHA, yeah you heard me right; Friendster. As many of us transitioned to Facebook, we brought some of our ol pet peeves along. Let me tell you what are these pet peeves that really annoy me to the ultimate, and at times, itch my very funny bone. Lol.

FACEBOOK BITCHING

Look here, I understand you're mad at something or someone. I'm sure all of us have done it. We bitch about others via Facebook statuses, whether directly or indirectly. I try my best to stay away from Facebook bitching, because whatever I post, will be up for all my Facebook friends to see. And when you have over a thousand of them, please, for god's sake, DON'T post things like:

I had enough with you, bitch. Just get on with your life and stop bugging mine! I hate you!

Or in broken english and bad grammar and simply terrible shortforms:

U psyco beeatchhh! Steal my bf, go flirt with my boyfie, go die la u! PLs dun disturb us niemore! I h8 u I h8 u!

Seriously, like seriously, please express them in your personal diary, or a private blog. Rant it in one place where it's only within yours and a some friends' knowledge. Not for your poor one thousand friends to view, every single hour, bitching through your Facebook account. Especially through statuses.

POSTING SUPER EMO/ PATHETIC/ SELF-PITY THINGS
A friend once tweeted, if you are so emo, just go kill yourself, not post it on Facebook. Alas, I couldn't agree more. But with all due respect, I'm not advocating suicide to any party. Suicide is a sin. But letting the whole world (your one thousand Facebook friends) know about your personal depression is a sin on its own. We do not wanna know about your pathetic breakup, a fling that lasts for several weeks only. Announcing a 'broken fling' on Facebook is rubbish, ONLY do it to your girlfriends/boyfriends/whatever friends you have over coffee, martini, etc. with a box of tissue and big puppy eyes. I don't really care. It's just a fling.

Not only applicable to flings, but to any breakup, or anything that seemingly ended your perpetual happiness and can never regain the heart to live again. ONCE AGAIN, do it with your bunch of personal friends, write it in a diary, and for god's sake, stay away from clicking SHARE. Personal issues are meant to be, well, PERSONAL. You do not share it with your one thousand friends. You do not.

Attention. Seriously? Do you really want that attention? Because of how connected Facebook is (well, it's a social networking tool after all), a single activity is shared with your one thousand friends on their news feed. And you are bound to gain some sort of attention, for instance,

Aww, cheer up.. You'll get another lucky guy/girl that truly deserves you...

*rolls eyes*

Don't worry. Life goes on. He/she is not worth it. Screw them!

*rolls eyes*

Don't think about it so much! He/she is a son of a bitch/ bitch/ asshole/ whatever!

*rolls eyes even more*

And what's worse, he/she laments, people comment, and people respond to those comments, for instance,

PATHETIC X I still cannot forget him/her. Why did this happen to me? What did I do to deserve this? I'm so sorry guys for neglecting you as friends. I will move on, one day. *hurts*

Pathetic commentator #1 I'm so sorry.. Never mind, you have us as friends. He/she doesn't deserve you. You should've known he/she is like that... He/she sucks......

Pathetic commentator #2 Yea I totally agree with Pathetic commentator #1.. I never liked he/she since Day One.. He/she is using you....

Pathetic commentator #3 Yea! I totally agree with you guys! Just move on, Pathetic X. You deserve better! You should let out all your feelings, bitch about him/her. Let it go. We will be there for you. Erase him/her out of your life!

Now, no wonder he/she left you. Pathetic X and friends obviously have no life.

There we have, is an epitome of Facebook bitching and gaining self-pity. And I thought that as we grow older, we will mature and be perfectly-capable-of-hardship young adults. Perhaps at times, we mentally break down due to stress and actual hardship. Just don't do it on Facebook yo.

LIKING ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING
This I don't really have a problem with, but some beings spend all their time on Facebook, liking everything in a friend's profile, be it statuses, comments, profile pictures, or anything that can be liked. Some people practise this, and to be frank, when someone overdoes this, it becomes a pet peeve for me. It's not that big of a deal, it just bugs me a lil.
UPDATED: Liking everything to the extent of not understanding what he/she means. For instance,

Today I slammed myself a dung pie on my face.

Pathetic X likes this.

My dear Pathetic X, you need serious help.

In conclusion, some people really need to gather brains first before doing anything on Facebook.

I am blogging this through my personal experiences and others too. Do I have a purpose with this? Well obviously. I have feelings to express, and I do them through words. SELF-EXPRESSION. These are my own inputs, my Facebook pet peeves, so before you start bitching about me because of my own freedom of expression, remember that this blog post is about pet peeves. Google it up before you publicly share your thoughts to your one thousand friends.

p/s: I do not have one thousand friends. I have 500 friends and am slowly screening them. I am simply referring to those who have so many 'friends', adding and accepting people they don't know.
UPDATED: Well, 'adding and accepting people they don't know' for me here are naive people letting complete strangers into their lives, especially when they are constantly using Facebook to parade their lives with plenty of personal photographs and are constantly updating their statuses with extensive details such as their whereabouts and doings.

Hey, but that's me.

pp/s: I have more Facebook pet peeves to share. Hmm.. By composing this post, I am in outrage to express my utter displease for annoying habits that people do on Facebook. Grrrrrrr.

Signing off with much delight.

Sick. FML

2010-11-02T22:39:00.000+08:00

*whiny Angelyn*

I'm down with a cough, sore throat, mild flu, and recovering from a terrible headache.. .

Currently to sick to do anything fruitful. E.g. College assignments, presentations and all.

I feel like pouting all the time,

Sleeping all the time, despite sleeping for more than half a day yesterday

Too lazy to figure out my Business Communication presentation. All I have in my mind is... IPOH. Maybe I should talk about that.

*sob sob sniff sniff*

Fall is here!

2010-09-22T17:12:00.001+08:00

Happy Mid-Autumn Festival to all! This years it falls on the 22nd of September, on Eva Diva's birthday! :)) A very happy birthday to you! I hope you enjoy yourself, and the gift which I will present to you soon, you musically-inclined person *nudge nudge*.

I can say that, there's no one else I know that is Eva. She's a kind of a girl.

Fun Fact: According to the Wikipedia page, did you know that in the year of 2018, the Mid-Autumn Festival will fall on the 24th of September?

And now for something completely different! The fall is here, and the TV series have resumed their seasons. I made a list of shows to download and stream. So yeah, I have downloading 'chores'. I don't want to wait for the national, or even cable television to premiere in Malaysia. I can't wait that long too know whether did Chuck Bass survive after he was shot at the end of Season 3. Or to know what awaits the women of Wisteria Lane after watching that super juicy, super hot trailer of Season 7. And to see what the Glee kids are up to for this year's Sectionals. Do I hear the Big Apple somewhere in the trailer? And I miss Barney Stinson so much!

Gossip Girl fans, two episodes of Season Four had been shown already! If you haven't watched them yet, what are you waiting for! Serena and Blair looking oh-so-fabulous in Paris, and Chuck! Omg, Chuck! Chuck Bass in..... poor clothes? Mmmmm!

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I watched the first episode of Season Six of How I Met Your Mother. Neil Patrick Harris back as Barney Stinson, that's the best part of it. There was one scene where Barney called dibs (a claim expressing priority over an object) on a girl at McLaren's that Ted is interested in, and the latter offered to buy Barney's dibs, with much reluctance, Barney gave in, but asked whether can he smell her first. Lol. Isn't that adorable? :)

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Glee has returned! As of this hour, the Americans have already watched it, and are sleeping with Glee in their heads. Blisterin' barnacles!

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Can you wait any longer??

September, please don't go away?

2010-09-21T19:38:00.002+08:00

The darnest thing ever! September is coming to an end, why does it have to?! Why does Green Day have to sing about waking up when September ends? September is such an awesome month and I don't want it to end! I want to stay home and not end my holiday! Qeojewotwegnwepgnwepngweiqnckdkasejekgnbo!

lollll

Anyhow, September. Do you know why September is such an amazing month? Besides the fact that it has some great birthdays, *coughs coughs* Did I not mention, I found a birthday buddy? Same date, on the same year: Alex. Such an awesome BRAT. :) Happy birthday in advance to you boy! :))))))))

At first, I was a lil pessimistic about the dull, wallflower status that is me, here in Ipoh. But as time went by, situations have improved and I'm a much happier child than before. I, finally!, met up with my friends. I don't know about some people, but school friends are the ones whose flames would hardly flicker and fade away. 'Hardly', though I wish it won't reach a 'never'. Somehow, seeing my bunch of friends, albeit many times already since my return, wouldn't really bore me. In an unexplainable way, I miss my friends. I miss the humour, those with a flair for the dramatic, even the blurry attitude, or just being a 'plain Jane', cause I know that they are all good kids. Being born and bred in this humble town, we can't run away that much from the 'goodie-two-shoes' status. It's nice to know that we all are still children at heart.

By children, I don't mean we have not developed mentally and physically. We have, and a vast development it has been, through the transition period as we leave school behind and graduate. It's just nice to know that despite these changes, some things remain the same.

At least, whenever I return home from KL, I come home, to see my friends, still the way they are. It's worth the return. The woes being away from home will be absent temporarily, with the sound of joy and laughter by each and every one of them. So distinct, so different. Thank you girls, for lending a shoulder throughout my emo mode. :)

And to a lighter note! It has been a great September, and I hope for a greater end to it as there are still nine more days to go. Even though most of my time was spent at home, it was good enough. I get to go for my first karaoke session! And honestly, it wasn't that bad. Just, doing it with the right crowd is what's important . So, another round please? :D

Thanks to the Raya break, most of my peebles had a holiday. It's good to see all of them back here. The meet-ups and sleepover, us girls need some serious KSS (keng sum si or to have a deep conversation). Although, I feel that it is not sufficient. Krityishaa has gone back to KL so soon, and girl, our girls talk ain't done yet! The Mun-Bonn-Lem-Angy outing was not successful because Bonnie wasn't back in town, and thus the Mun-Lem-Angy outing was it. We went for dim sum, cruised around Ipoh like no one's business, and ended up stoning in JJ, playing Spot A Friend from Big Apple Donuts because we just had nothing to do. (Dear Jun Lem and Pui Mun, we must do better next time. Lol.)

Even though the girls and I initiated a Penang trip, as sort of a continuation to last years 8 girls, 3 days, 2 nights, 1 island trip, that didn't happen. But I went with my family anyhow. Not really awesome, but I had some fun shopping and taking pictures. The 'full of expression' picture was actually taken from the Cheong Fatt Tze Mansion.

I tell you, it's such a beautiful place. This blue building just captures anyone's attention from far. I can assure you, that the history behind it is as good at this indigo blue building looks. Seriously, I think this mansion is one of the most beautiful places I've been to in Malaysia. And for only RM12 for the tour, it's worth every penny. You cannot visit Georgetown and not go to the Cheong Fatt Tze Mansion.

I guess I made no mistake by coming back home. Nothing beats home, don't you think so? Even though Ipoh may not be that lively or urban, we have our quaintness. That's what makes Ipoh unique. But then again, returning home this time round made me realize many things I was unaware of. As I browse through my journal recently, I picked up a few pieces of information that I thought meant nothing to me in the beginning, just some harmless fun, but it all patches up and make full sense now. When we are dealt with feelings, we are no one to stop them, or to change them. One's heart mustn't be closed, but to be open throughout to embrace the very basic nature of life; feelings.

Due to recent developments, I ask myself, "Is this real? What is happening? What is this that I feel inside?". Do I really have an explanation? No. I just know one thing, and only my heart knows what it means, and I am in cloud nine with that thought. Nonetheless, put the confusion aside, I know one thing for sure, that I really really miss you.

Eeyore.

Sluggish Syndrome

2010-09-02T17:45:00.000+08:00

It's been so long. Just too long. This sluggish syndrome has taken over the mind, body and soul of Angelyn Ho. The only thing I find myself doing after my return to Ipoh is, watch How I Met Your Mother, play Plants Vs. Zombies, and the usual daily routine. Sounds pretty mundane, ain't it? No, I haven't been out yet. Pretty much stuck at home. Can't go out, cause I got no car, no driver's license. Heck! I even gave up on trying to get one!

I've been back for more than a week. Haven't done much for the past 9 days. Got a haircut, and I look like a China Doll! No, I'm not gonna upload them here cause frankly I like my old-hair better. The long and lustrous locks of mine. Hee, flatter myself much. I kind of miss KL. Maybe it's because I can go out whenever I want to where I want. And I'd have friends who are free to do so! *pouts* But anyhow, it's good to be back. Momma's food, sister debacles, and also, I hope to see my friend friends soon because I'm close to getting a train ticket back to KL.

Anyhow! For something completely different! It's September and you and I both know what that means. *eyebrows up and down* Nothing beats the comfort of my own home, hence, I shall remain positive for the remaining 31 days I have left till my trip back to KL. Awaiting for the many fabulous plans ahead, and screw part-time jobs, I am just not in the mood to do so! Whoop!

22 more days!

It's going to be.... LEGEN!-

.....wait for it!

-DARY!

July

2010-08-01T03:25:00.002+08:00

Wow. I didn't realize that I haven't posted an update for over a month! Time just went by so quickly. Within just a snap of the fingers and 31-days have passed. Sometimes, I feel as though so much has happened within a month's time till the many details are now slightly hazy. But thank god, I have my journal to keep track of things. From my finances to the bits and pieces of my memoirs.

As we enter August, college semester is almost over. I have moved down here from home for almost three months. And I haven't been back home for more than a month. D: Oh how I miss Ipoh. Last night, after a certain 'problem' that surfaced on my side, I suddenly have an overwhelming feeling of missing my Ipoh friends. For over the many years, we have been through thick and thin. We have argued, fought, cried for all sorts of reasons. But of course, there were laughter and memories. Although we know that there were some not-so-good terms in the past, but we just dismiss these petty things and move on. After so many years in school, we have grown out of our 'secondary school shell' and henceforth move on to greener pastures. I thought that the start of college would be something new BUT not only have I experienced plenty of déjà vu, it is worse now with the presence of the XYs, something so different compared to our all-girls environment.

Okay! Moving on to something less somber, I shall update about the good stuff that went on in July. And so much stuff indeed! July is a pretty busy month. Assignments and projects piling up. Photography and Computer Graphics projects, presentations, and essay assignments. But then again, I went through half of it better than I expected. :)

THE APLENTY, ONGOING PHOTOGRAPHY PROJECTS

Photography. Not as easy as it seems. I am not a photography talent like Mabel, or possess the latest model of DSLR (but I'm glad to inherit one from my sis XD). However, photography is art, and art is subjective. We're already at our final project; Event Photography, and it is by far the hardest. Event Photography doesn't necessarily mean shooting at an actual event e.g. weddings, parties, social dinners etc. Basically, we have to think of ourselves as a photojournalist. Shoot to tell a story through an angle that one wants to convey. Interesting, no? So we gotta pick a theme and shoot to further enhance the individual style in photography.

That is our final project. Let me take you back to way back when we first started our first Photography project; Still-life Photography. As Wikipedia puts it, Still-life Photography is the depiction of inanimate subject matter, most typically a small grouping of objects. It was quite tough at first, being our first project and a photography one. Like I said before, it's not that easy. One doesn't just shoot and voila!, you have a beautiful picture! No it does not. I toiled my way around the condo, and even back home in Ipoh! I remembered the day of submission, the college kaki and I embarked on our very own Amazing Race.

Well for starters, all our projects are in Black & White. Gives it a lil' classic photographic edge. :)

Still Life,

Landscape,

Self-portrait,

EVENTS? *coughs* Yet to be done. *chuckles*

MY DECENT MOVIE POSTER AS A STUDENT WITH NO DESIGN BACKGROUND WHATSOEVER

I was seriously delighted and ecstatic when I saw my poster being printed out. I remembered, watching so anxiously as the printers (mind you, they are the really big ones, all rolled up and just, HUGE) slowly print it. I watched the cartridge move from one end to the other, so amazed with the works of it. You cannot imagine how glad I was when it was finally fully printed out. A sigh of relief. Think of it, I spent hours at night and the wee hours of the morning doing my movie poster a day before the submission (how can I ever stop procrastinating?) only to have some error with my Adobe Illustrator, hence I couldn't save my AI file. AT ALL. So, after many attempts, I had to save it in template format., hoping that it'll work. And boy was I wrong! Plenty happened after that, the next morning. I couldn't view it in college, at that printer shop. But thank god there's Jason (our only boy in class) laptop. Saved it in Adobe Reader and voila, it's viewable for the PC that the shop was using. Sigh of relief! You see why I was so delighted when my poster was actually printing? Hehehehehehheheh.

p/s: What genre do you think this movie belong to? :)

CHEER 2010

I have always wanted to go for the Cheer competition since I was in Form One, back in 2005. Cheerleading isn't exactly that active in Main Convent. At least for the Cheer competitions. The last debut was back in 2005, where Kynetics took the Best Dressed Award. That was a long time ago. I think we are forgotten souls now. Haha.

Well, I went for Cheer 2010 this year at Bukit Jalil on the July 11th (Sunday). Huge crowd, but according to Irena, this year's wasn't that full compared to last year and the year before. But anyhow, it's my first time and serious awesome for cheerleading-enthusiasts. I would recommend it to all my Ipoh mali girlfriends who are interested. Overflowing urban eye-candies. :3

Look at the crowd! Not full house, but just look at them!

Check out the blue hues; Cyrens from SMK Sri KL and Blitzers from SMK BUD (4).

Stompers, from SMK BUD(3), were probably one of the loudest and best supporters among the crowd. At first I thought it was an old-boys school, cause they were all boys (the front ones at least). These supporters are crazily awesome. Other than the normal banners, they had drums and vuvuzelas. Yeah, vuvuzelas. That annoying thing made famous during the World Cup 2010 that makes a loud and long horn sound. They look pretty cool in black. Black Parade. XD. Stompers took home the 4th place.

That's Santwon McCray, one of the American judges.

He does things like.... this.

Crazy stunts, seriously.

Calyx from SMJKCatholic. They have pink poms poms, which were really pretty. :)

D-Starz from SMK Sri Aman, Irena's secondary school. Check out those leopard print!

And Cyrens took home the Champion title!

They have amazing, super mini, super adorable flyers. And they look the same.

This is a really long post. Much more happened through out the month of July. Assignment crisis, boys, emotional outpour, more boys, creepy incidents etc. I have been typing this since the evening of 31st July and finally finishing now, approximate 3.25am 1st August. Now that one month has passed, let's hope August will be a better month. Where I control my spending wisely, finish the semester well with confidence in exams and whatnot, and to better forging of relationships among friends in college. It's kind of late to think about starting afresh, considering that it's almost three months down the road already. But then, it's better to mend it than never to think about it right?

Next blog post? Creepy men? Mother-daughter squabble? Or a dedication to a certain someone? Hmmm, I'll settle it once I'm done with my assignments and college commitments. BAHHHHHH. *faints on bed*

Of 'kuey teow' and 'leng luis'

2010-07-01T22:31:00.004+08:00

Ipoh. What comes into your mind when ‘Ipoh’ is mentioned? Do you think about the food; e.g. chicken kuey teow, taugeh (bean sprout) and etc. Some might think about the pretty Ipoh girls. *winks* I was enlightened about the fact even further when my Photography lecturer linked those three together; kuey teow noodles, taugeh and Ipoh girls.

First of all, you might think, what do they have in common? I mean, we are talking about food, then girls? Doesn’t really make sense right? Well let me start from the very beginning. What brought him to speak of this topic.

Our lecturer, Mr. Idzuan was briefing us on our next photography project; landscape photography. Basically landscape photography is a genre intended to show different spaces within the world, sometimes vast and unending, but other times microscopic. Photographs typically capture the presence of nature and are often free of man-made obstructions. Landscape photographers usually attempt to convey an appreciation of the world.kuey teow and taugeh. And about Ipoh’s leng luis. Then, he asked us this, Since the KL landscape is basically 'cityscape', we don’t really have much of a choice. So Mr. Idzuan advised us to visit the countryside, or go back to our hometowns (to those that are not from KL). He asked those who are not local where we were from. When I told him I’m from Ipoh, he mentioned of the limestone hills that are nice for landscape photography. He mentioned about Ipoh’s famous

“Why is Ipoh so famous for those two, kuey teow and taugeh?”

“Why?”

“Limestone water.”

Okay, that didn’t really come to me. He explained the fine texture of the kuey teow noodles, the ones only can be found in Ipoh because of the limestone water which they use to make it. Same goes to the taugeh, using limestone water to grow. That is why they are so ‘fat’ and, well, nice and crunchy to eat. Lol. And of course, the Ipoh girls that have been drinking the water since young, we will develop to have nicer and softer complexion. The best part of all is when he compared Ipoh girls to kuey teow and taugeh. “They have skin and nice and smooth as the kuey teow”, he said. I couldn’t remember what simile he used for the taugeh, cause all I can think of is crunchy and succulent… And that is so wrong…. Lol.

In every way, something or someone can remind me of Ipoh, my home sweet home; Old Town Chicken Hor Fun, my Malaysian Studies lecturer Mr. Mozahiri (Ipoh native too, Ipoh Mali!), and that Monday, when Mr. Idzuan did the comparison. Despite how vague and at times, odd, these friendly reminders are, all in all, it just boils down to the core of it all; the missing of one place we call home.

Ipoh Mali!

2010-06-26T15:53:00.003+08:00

   I really feel like embarking on a blogging hiatus, I really do. In fact, I am, only posting updates once in a fortnight. But yet, I have so much going on, so much to express to the small amount of readers of the ranting range. Ever since after leaving secondary school, I have lost touch to writing. Holyfuckingmoly! How is that possible? Happening to me? My strongest niche and I'm losing touch? *drops dead*

   Enough of the melodrama, there's so much to say. Having to be away from my family and hometown, I hardly have moments to express my self; the Angelyn inside of me. So most of the time, the internet is my refuge. Sounds pathetic, no? I won't deny it but it's largely true. I blogged many times, ranting, most of it, about the whole starting-all-over experience. I think I start to sound like a broken record

   So far, I went back to Ipoh thrice. According to my dad, it's pretty frequent. But you can't stop me, can you? Muahahahah! Even though it has only been three times, I shall vote for my preferred mode of transportation, that is by train. Travelling by train is like travelling old school... Nothing can beat the countryside scenery, and the feel of being in a train listening to the sound of the railway tracks. It's in a way, calming. Although the KL Sentral station isn't as pretty and majestic, the Ipoh one is. It bears close resemblance to the Kuala Lumpur counterpart (mind you, the KL station and Sentral isn't the same). The Moorish architecture is one of a kind, amongst the other amazing structures of Ipoh town, like the Ipoh High Court, Birch Memorial Clock Tower, St. Michael's Institution, the pre-war shophouses and etc. And they are all within the same area. What Ipoh needs now is some modern development but yet maintaining the heritage of the glory days, when Tin was King. But one thing's good, the Perak state has eyes for the Unesco Heritage site listing for the Kinta Valley.

Viewed from the Ipoh Railway Station, the City Hall and the lone Ipoh tree.

Anyhow, I went to the train station last week to shoot for my self-portrait assignment. I cannot help but love the building. Seriously. I should go take some photographs of the building, not myself. Well I had to because I have my assignment. So my sister and cousin went along with me to do this thing I refer to for this 'professional camwhoring'. And this is what we got...

Oh, taking pictures can be fun. But not when I'm the model. I guess I sorta succumbed to my sister's words: face problem. One career crossed out: modelling. In a way, true. I don't really like to camwhore. What's the point when most of it is gonna turn out bad? So I'd rather resort to fun, jumpy pictures. My signature style. XD

Going back to Ipoh, I'd take the opportunity to indulge myself with loads of Ipoh food. The other day while having lunch at Old Town in between classes, I ordered the Ipoh Chicken Hor Fun. I will order it whenever I'm at Old Town. In fact, till this day I have only tried something else once, when it comes to heavy meals of course. Other than that, it's always the kei si hor fun. I realised, at that time, the reason behind having only that and nothing else, is because, subconsciously, it's a way of reminiscing Ipoh. By having one of it's well-known street cuisine.

So, ever since I left Ipoh for college, whenever I am going to order at Old Town, I'll always get the Ipoh Chicken Hor Fun. Subconsciously missing home. In the most unnoticeable way possible.

Rainy Blues

2010-06-02T23:57:00.002+08:00

As a child, I enjoy playing in the rain, running in the rain, singin' in the rain...

The wet, drenched, feeling of being soaked thoroughly. The dripping of rainwater over the skin. It feels nice and fresh, as though I'm bonding with nature, through the element of water. It's great listening to the pitter patter of water, the breathing the fresh smell of rain (non-acidic), just enjoying the life it gives us.

   I remembered once back in Form One, my friends and I would run around the corridors and expose ourselves to rain when there is the chance. There's this specific area just outside my old One Melur class, a huge pipe that channels water downwards from the first floor, that pipe was used by us kids to drench ourselves in water whenever there is a heavy downpour. Imagine, pinafore-clad girls running to the 'waterfall' over and over again, getting all wet. I don't know whether it is an act of rebellion or just plain, naive fun. We were only 13.

   However, my relationship with rain and the joy of it changes throughout the years. I avoid contact with rain as much as possible. Now that most of the time, rain isn't as fresh as it used to be. Rainwater of dirty puddles that come in contact with my skin is the one I despise a lot. Contaminated water and whatnot. One thing about Malaysia, we have hot and humid weather. You dress to suit the heat but when it rains, it gets chilly and water starts pouring and you get all wet... Even when you seek for shelter, there's always a splash from a puddle of water that comes in contact. You have no idea how I hate that feeling. That is why I don't like going to the pasar malam after a rainy day, or walk on a wet field. I'm bound to get some droplets of water on my skin. I hate it I hate it I hate it.

   One fine day, that happens to be yesterday, I met with the ultimate 'rain struggle'. Like THE ULTIMATE. Let me start chronologically.. Around half past 3, I was waiting for the bus at the station platform to take me back home. Usually, the town bus is punctual. At that unfortunate day, there were some technical difficulties and so our ride was delayed. The gaze of my eyes went from observing the rapid change of the sky to the ticking of my watch and back again. I was getting apprehensive of my travel back home, afraid of how I would walk for over 500m, as the cumulonimbus cloud began forming.

   After about half an hour of waiting, impatiently, the bus was back at service but the sky started pouring heavily. Thunder was heard and lightning struck all over. I was stuck in the bus, thinking of what to do next. So I told myself to wait at the bus stop where I would stop. After many jolts and shrieks during my bus ride (I probably annoyed the other passengers, but WHATEVS), I arrived at the bus stop, hoping to get shelter. I was so wrong.

   From the moment I stepped out of the bus, I landed in a pool of water, possibly from bad drainage, and got my jeans and shoes wet. And within a few moments, my entire body was wet thoroughly. The shelter didn't work very well. Rain came from sideways and upwards (think Forrest Gump)!

"One day it started raining, and it didn't quit for four months. We been through every kind of rain there is. Little bitty stingin' rain... and big ol' fat rain. Rain that flew in sideways. And sometimes rain even seemed to come straight up from underneath. Shoot, it even rained at night.." - Forrest Gump, 1994

Since seeking shelter wouldn't help, I went all the way, running back to the condominium. Even with the aid of an umbrella, the rain took me away. My top was practically see-through, and my jeans were totally wet. And my shoes, mind you, they are heels. Sigh. The thunder and lightning scared the living daylights out of me. The wind was so strong it almost blew away my umbrella, and me. I was shivering like no one's business, and to make matters worse, the cars that passed by kept honking at me like I'm some nut. Well thanks for reminding me, eh? Of course my worst fear was the lightning. Prayed so hard that I would not be a victim of a lightning strike. I don't have nine lives y'know! Everytime a flash of lightning occurred, I'd scream. However, the entire scenario was pretty comical actually.

That was probably the last time I would ever go back by bus when it is raining. I'd rather spend a couple of ringgit more on a cab. Not only was it dangerous and stupid for me to go running during a stormy weather, it was incredibly embarrassing as well. Oh sigh, what a day it was. Let's hope this incident doesn't repeat... Let's just hope.

More College Rants

2010-05-24T12:29:00.001+08:00

   I miss home! Ipoh, home. And, I can't wait to go back this Thursday! Although I will only be back for the weekend, that's good enough. I shall pester my dad to drive me around town for the best delicacies. I never appreciated Ipoh as much as I should. Now that I'm away from home, every tiny aspect of that place (including my family and abode) is missed.

   Even though I'm not exactly living independently, but it does teach me a bit of life. At least, more of life. It would be nice to live in a dorm with friends, but think of the cost and everything, I can go bonkers. That is why I am so pissed at those rich kids with first class privileges. I see them everywhere, in college, Facebook pictures, etc. They live the ULTIMATE. Being away from home, total freedom is achieved. Sometimes I wanna break free and shout 'freedom' out loud! Like Mel Gibson in Braveheart. I know I shouldn't complain. But, GAH.

   College's been so so. It's only week 3, hence I can't evaluate much. The lessons are fine; I love Introduction to Mass Communication. It's by far the most enticing class. Having to learn what I love is a bonus. Although there are other subjects like Photography, Computer Graphics, Malaysian Studies..... This is only the first semester, so we do things at the basic. I for once, feel that I am good at something in a certain class. That definitely boosted my self-esteem. Back in secondary school, especially in a science class, I felt nothing close to being 'excellent' in class. I never excelled in the sciences or the maths. So for once, I get what it feels like to be above average at something, and it feels awesome!

   However, there was once, last week, a dance thing at our cafeteria. It was last tuesday where we had our Mass Comm class. We heard music blasting from the cafeteria, so we went and checked out the hype. Some students had opened a 'dance floor' and started rocking to Bon Jovi's "It's My Life". For a moment or two, I felt the 'cool' factor and wanted to join but was too much of a wallflower to do so.

   Anyhow, can't wait to be back in Ipoh. Meet up with several friends, for those that recalls my existence. Behold, Ipoh! I'll be back soon! :D

Starting All Over

2010-05-11T13:10:00.001+08:00

   Sorry peeps, I haven't posted in a very long time. I am taking this opportunity as I have plenty of time to do so now. About 40 minutes, although I know that is not sufficient for a blog post. In case you didn't know, I am in college already (super miss my friends in Ipoh kay), and currently waiting for my next class to begin. Sitting down here, alone, and intimidated by the 'whole new world' doesn't really help in climbing up the social ladder in college. In fact, I think I've got the wallflower status.

   One thing about starting afresh, turn over a new leaf in a completely different zone is very very difficult. I think the last time I experienced this was back on the first day of Standard One. Do you know how long was that? At least then, we were all still kids and had our parents and teachers to watch us. Now is just me, in a new place, all alone. Not doing so well, Angelyn! Sigh...

   I know this situation is cliched and all. But I don't like it. I know at one point we would have to leave our comfort zone and plunge ourselves in a completely different realm.... and all that kind of shiz..... This is so not me. I'm not a social bug. I don't approach people for conversations. And I'm not exactly the prettiest of pretty. So the getting to meet new people and make new friends is incredibly daunting. VERY VERY DAUNTING.

   Yeah, so I'm sitting around here, updating my blog. They probably blocked Facebook, so I couldn't log in. No one is tweeting much, only BBC News updates and Malaysian news. My laptop power is draining, so I need to do this quickly. Right now at this very moment, I hope there were a few friends with me in college, or rather me staying in Ipoh for Form 6. I wonder what the others are doing now..... I miss my family and my Ipoh homies. Anyhow I'm just a train-ride away from home. Not that far! Homesick like crazy....

   Sorry for this random rant. Feeling really emo now. I crave for Ipoh Chicken Rice, and New Hollywood's char kuey teow cause I'm so bloody hungry. I shall be back in Ipoh soon!

The Bits and Pieces

2010-04-27T17:57:00.001+08:00

   During the many attempts of my 'spring cleaning', I've tried to clear as many junk as possible. By 'junk', I'm referring to my secondary school stuffs. Yes, the stacks of reference books, test pad papers of equations and occasionally some doodlings, and many other bits and pieces of my school life. I keep many of my stuffs in boxes. And when they fill up those boxes, I start to pile things up on top and yeah, it's a mess.

   I mean, after so many years, I will bound to have to clear some junk from my space. It's good to do a lil' spring cleaning at times, even though it tires me a lot, and it takes a whole lot of my time, but when it's time, there's no more procrastination to the clearance. The reason to why I want to clear my things are;

1. I wanna find my Interact Conference cert, that has been lost for over a year! *updated: HAS BEEN FOUND! WHOOP!*
2. Clearly, it's not healthy to store so much junk, I mean five years of books and papers etc. Some has to go away eventually.
3. I wanna sell some of my books to Novelhut and get some cash, albeit a small amount of money.
4. I want some space for new things, for the next step of life, whatever that is.
5. Basically, I just wanna look for my lost cert. Lol

   I ransacked my things yesterday. Took everything out from my boxes and sorted things out. I have to admit, I was never really an organized person. Year by year, I stack more and more things on top of each other. Well yesterday I removed the result of my continuous habit for the past 5 years in order to clear some space. I sorted them into several categories in several boxes.

Books to be shipped off to Novelhut.

I sorted them into 4 boxes. Labelled them. Hoping to get a lil' organized from this session of spring cleaning. I found so many things. All my junk from high school. You know, going through someone's things can show a bit about the person. And it showed me a lil' about who I was back then in school.

For instance, I have loads of used test pad papers. I don't know why I kept them. Scribblings and mind maps, these are the things that were churned spontaneously, mostly during my free time in school. I found poems that I've written, song lyrics of the once-favourite band, and surprisingly, quite a lot of Add Maths worksheets. I mean, not just papers and papers of it, but workbooks and exercise books. We all know that maths-y things are not my forte, but at least I tried. And I tried really hard to boost my Add Maths grade, right till SPM. I tried not to disappoint, but to no avail. Like I said, it is not my forte.

Besides that, I found tonnes of sheets of paper, those of my work relating to Guides. You know what, more than sheets of paper. They are memories of my 'baby' back in school. Okay, I say that because it did matter alot to me back then. There were camp lists, gathering proposal paperwork, formal letters, gathering booklets, patrol tags, plan strategies etc. Back in those 7th Coy days right up to Rangers. I even found this book where I wrote down the many possible themes for the Rangers Gathering, which eventually ended up to be The Revolving Realm.

I guess there are some 'junk' that was meant for keeps. Yeah, I cleared quite alot of test pad papers. Sorted out into boxes, for instance 'guiding-related stuffs', 'miscellaneous keeps' and 'unsorted whatnots'. So yeah, I didn't exactly reach my target. But I found my cert, at long last! I managed to clear a bit of space. I mean, instead of stacked-up books, they are all in boxes now. Looks more organized. XD. I've decided to keep most of my reference books, just to remember that I tried the Sciences at least. Lol. I kept my important 'must-keeps' in a box. It has everything from class photos to the SPM timetable. I kept most of my English papers and essays that I've written through out my upper-secondary years. They may not be perfect, but all my creative input (mostly in writing) are a treasure to me.

So, I managed a little bit of clearing. Those papers that I no longer need will be recycled. A small contribution can go a long way. Hence, when there's an opportunity to go green, I say go for it. Mission not exactly accomplished. But at least I got a few things out of it; I found my cert after one year of looking for it and, I got a chance to revisit my things, that is my past. Maybe some are junk, but they are really all beautiful bits and pieces of one's life, carefully placed in boxes as recollections to be stored for life. :)

The Power of the Material Girl

2010-04-23T15:33:00.001+08:00

   I'm not a big fan of the Madgesty, but I think her music was very empowering and influential back in the 80's. Seeing how Sue Sylvester is such a big fan of Madonna in the latest Glee episode "The Power of Madonna", you would probably be amazed throughout the 45 minutes of this episode. Majority loved the episode, only with a few disliking it for various reasons e.g. lacking in the writing department etc. Personally, I love this episode! It was one of Glee's best to date! I actually like all the numbers, even with Finn singing in it! Even Madonna praised it, stating that it was "brilliant on every level".

   Okay, the bottom line is, Sue is a huge fan of Madonna. To her, Madonna is the greatest woman that walked on Earth, shoving away Angelina Jolie and Katherine The Great, to name a few. She had her Cheerios perform "Ray of Light" on stilts, which by the way was amazingly cool. Even though she criticized them for a sloppy job, in her terms, and told, somewhere in the English countryside in a stately manor home, Madonna is weeping! To her, Madonna is a legend. She has the strength and independence and Sue is determined to empower it to her Cheerios. She even made them emulate one of Madonna's iconic legacy ; dating younger men. At this episode, we also see Sue's softer side where she reveals her childhood past of bleaching her hair with napalm and ammonia to keep up with the latest Madonna hairstyles, and thus causing her to wear her hair short everyday. It was a "daily ongoing pain" for Sue. That few moments exposed a side of Sue that we only saw in an episode where she visits her handicapped sister. It was truly a one-of-a-kind to see that side of her, as she is usually an evil, tormenting, hair-joke generator.

   The numbers were amazing, and it was a great tribute to Madonna. "Express Yourself" by the girls was good. They look great with the hairdo and bustiers. They were so confident and really lived up to the meaning of the song. Even though they guys looked bored, and Puck look disgusted, they really did a great job with the Madonna number.

Rachel and Finn's mash-up of "Borderline" and "Open Your Heart" wasn't that great. Maybe because Finn's singing was heard in this duet! And what's with the book-pushing thing going on? Cause that was awkward...

Sue's "Vogue" was EPIC. I repeat, EPIC. When I first saw the video, my jaw dropped. Like a whole new different Sue. Sheer genius.

"Like A Virgin" was one of the highlights, after "Vogue". The songs co-relates with the situation well, 3 couples imagined 'doing the nasty'. A big part of this episode is losing the 'big V'. This steamy number was the first time we heard Santana sang (she's hot), and it was also the showcase of Rachel's terrible choice of lingerie. Seriously, is that a cape??

The Cheerios performance of "4 Minutes" with Kurt and Mercedes singing as the newest members certainly brought confusion to Mr Schue. Here, Kurt does a lower tone than his usual countertenor voice. The stunts were great, as usual. It was a nice take, but more of a retaliation from Kurt and Mercedes because Mr Schue won't give them a solo in Glee so they joined the Cheerios, courtesy of Sue Sylvester.

The impromptu performance of "What It Feels Like For A Girl" by the dudes was a nice touch to their feelings about the whole gender equality issue. The short number was then ruined by Puck's reluctance to sing the song. Artie realised that his objectifying sent Tina over the edge. Tina's lashing, my grunge feminism will cut you into half like a righteous blade of equality!, as she walks away with triumph. That was so hilarious, everytime I played that scene, I'll surely LOL.

The episode closes with "Like A Prayer", with Jesse included. <3 Kurt and Mercedes got their solo, maybe because we're sick and tired of listening to Finn's voice! They were joined with a gospel choir and it ended with a nice note. Nice performance. :)

Beneath all the Madonna hits, there were a few obvious themes in this Glee tribute; the female empowerment and equality. The writing was well-scripted as they explored the characters more deeply than before, and with great music interwoven to create the message. Although this was a Madonna tribute, the numbers played an important role to the characters. In "The Power of Madonna", we saw the low morale and misogynistic attitude from the XYs. Rachel was confused about saying 'no' to Jesse about sex and Tina was offended with Artie's objectifying about her image. Quinn puts it no better, the fact is that women still earn 70 cents to every dollar that a man does for doing the same job. Basically, these teenagers felt like they have no power. This led to Mr Schue exploring more about it and hence, the Madonna assignment, after being inspired by the Cheerio's "Ray of Light" on stilts (which was amazing). We had mixed reactions of Madonna in the choir room, GENIUS, ICON, HALL OF FAME-MILF, from Rachel, Kurt and obviously Puck respectively. More than 8 Madonna songs were featured in this episode, and they were done fantastically. Before this, usually not all the numbers were vocally amazing. But this time round, everything was awesome. Top-notch. Best 45 minutes spent in front of the computer, TV, whatever. Nothing explains more than Mr Schue's line, Culturally, Madonna's legacy transcends her music because by large the subtext of her songs are about being strong, independent, confident, no matter what's your sex. But more than anything, Madonna's musical message is about equality.

It was definitely a feel-good episode. Besides the message about feminism and all that, Ryan Murphy nailed it this time with great music and performances. Definitely much better than "Hell-O". What do you think?

p/s: Up till this hour, I have watched this episode for over, 5 times. XD

My 45 minutes in UTAR

2010-04-21T18:02:00.002+08:00

   Yesterday, I visited Universiti Tunku Abdul Rahman (UTAR) Kampar to check out its environment and campus lifestyle. Upon arriving at the entrance, the words that came to me were "peaceful" and "serene". The lake facing the facade of the campus provides a certain calamity, which is good in order to create a conducive environment for university-goers. Which is what I like, a conducive environment to study. The lake is separated into two; the west and east. If you go along the road to the campus, you would find signboards stating "NO FISHING NO SWIMMING NO BOATING". Ironically there were several youths and an old man doing the off limits, with their fishing rods. There was also a signboard dedicated for bird watching. I saw a variety of birds, some resting on perches, soaring in the air, just plain living their bird lives. Then, I thought to myself for a while, did the 3 youths from UTAR drowned at the lake? Cause if that is, that is just sick and creepy. It did have a sort of eerie vibe. The waters can be of many dangerous elements. Then I googled the unfortunate incident. Thankfully it didn't occur there, it was at some waterfall. The lives of 3 UTAR students were taken away by a strong current at the Batu Berangkai waterfalls, not at the lake.

   I was there to seek more about the foundation programme offered there, which would lead me to the degree studies there after one year. So basically, I'll graduate with a degree after 4 years. That's quick actually. I don't know why, but many want the faster route. Anything as long as they can graduate early.
   As I waited at the office area for someone to attend to me, I can't help but notice a boy who was speaking to what I assume, a counsellor, or a student administrator. This boy looks like your typical Average Joe (with a tinge of kiasu-ism). I can't help but to have heard their conversation. Apparently, he wanted to change majors from Public Relations to Accountancy. I guffawed. Maybe I shouldn't judge too quickly. Perhaps this boy already had a direction in the field but opt for PR and now wants to go back to Accounting. It was funny from the way he spoke to the madam, with a sense of naivety. I sensed she was a bit annoyed with him, and it was further provoked when he asked how he can graduate faster than the usual 3 years. The madam told in annoyance that the degree programme is fixed and standardized. The boy was lost in words. I guess even he knew that his question was pointless. Maybe he just had to ask.

   I wondered around the place. I have to say, the place is huge. Blocks of grey buildings with pavements connecting one another. Occasional greenery here and there. The whole place was all dull and grey. The hallways had nothing much, just grey. And the classrooms the same, four walls of nothing. Perhaps it's a new campus, so everything looks newly-built. Honestly, if you take out the people, you'd find it similar to empty showrooms. I guess the place sort of lacks of life. But what more can you ask? The place has it basic amenities and it is generally a pleasant environment to study. What more with the affordable tuition fee for a private education. It is kind of hard to resist. I see more and more students going there to pursue their tertiary education. Parents are more than willing, seeing that the cost of living in Kampar is not as costly as the other major cities e.g. KL, Penang etc. Well as for me, I wasn't in awe, but like I said before, it is generally pleasant. So, I can see many Ipoh kids leaving to UTAR, many of my peers are doing so. That means you guys will probably graduate when you're 22 years old. That's fast! Just make sure you don't get cold feet and jump from one major to another totally different one! HAHAHAHA

   So that's my take on UTAR Kampar, for the 45 minutes spent there. This is just an observation of mine, so loyal UTAR-ians, don't kill me just yet. What I have laid out here is a brief summary to the many other culminating comments and judgments in my head, even though some may be politically incorrect. Hey, at least what I have here is a clean input of mine. Thank god it's just 45 minutes, not more. ;)

Dear Gleeks

2010-04-15T16:07:00.002+08:00

Dear Gleeks,

I want to gather all the Gleeks and get your thoughts about this award-winning phenomenon. I want to know your favourite character, favourite song number, best episode, and the BEST QUOTE from Glee!

For those who have watched the latest Glee episode, Hell-O, what do you think about it? Was it worth the 4-months hiatus? Or did it meet your expectations when Jesse St. James appeared and went on to sing Lionel Richie's "Hello"? (Girls, did your heart melt, because mine did <3) What about the debut appearance of Idina Menzel as Shelby Corcoran, the coach of Vocal Adrenaline? What do you think of the steamingly-hot make out session between her and Mr. Schue?

The best thing about every Glee episode has to be the quotes. Doesn't Glee have the best quotes of all TV shows? Very well-written scripts.

"Coach Tanaka pulled a Jessica Simpson: he lost his fiancee, gained 40 pounds and stopped showering." - Finn

"I want a look that's so optimistic, it could cure cancer!" - Shelby Corcoran

Now this is an EPIC ONE-LINER,

"Did you know that dolphins are just gay sharks?" - Brittany.

Another masterpiece of Sue's remarks on Mr. Schue's hair,

"Oh I will bring it, William. You know what else I'm gonna bring? I'm gonna bring some Asian cookery to rub your head with. Cause right now you've got enough product in your hair to season a wok." - Sue

I want all your thoughts about Glee, from Sue's pointless vendetta to Principal Figgins Mumbai Air commercial for anti-embolism stockings (LOL!). Let it be anything as long as it is Glee-related!

Personally, I love Sue. She's the icing to the cake in Glee. Without her, things wouldn't be so exciting, would it? Just look at the Sue-Schue relationship. And the best, some of her epic quotes and one-liners. Jane Lynch should win the Emmy's for Best Supporting Actress.

So, thoughts, people? Just drop me comments here. Anything regarding Glee. :)

American Idol Top 9

2010-04-08T17:20:00.005+08:00

I wasn't that interested in this season's American Idol, to be honest. I watch it when I channel surf, when there's nothing interesting to watch. It's certainly not something I would fight for the television with my dad while he's watching the Red Devils play or something. That's what I'll do with Glee. XD. But, when I got to know that they are performing from the Lennon/McCartney songbook, I told myself, "I have to watch this,". Even though the contestants this year are not that great, unlike Adam Lambert from last year.

So I tuned in to Star World at 1pm today to watch the Top 9 perform. I only remember the contestants vaguely. Like I said, not really great.

From top left: Lee Dewyze, Casey James, Andrew Garcia, Tim Urban. From bottom left: Katie Stevens, Aaron Kelly, Michael Lynche, Crystal Bowersox and Siobhan Magnus.

John Lennon and Paul McCartney are probably one of the best music duos of all time. They wrote songs that made an impact. Remember the British Invasion? As a fan of The Beatles, which most of the songs are written by Lennon and McCartney, I gotta say that it's gonna be an interesting American Idol show. Two years back, American Idol 7, they performed Lennon/McCartney songs as well. I recalled Brooke White's version of "Let It Be", which was top-notch, as she sang and played the piano. A real heartfelt moment, it was indeed a believable performance. So it makes me wonder, how will the contestants deliver their performances this time round? To me, their past performances were mediocre, nothing spectacular. Some were unique, like Crystal Bowersox, and some have pure wicked vocals. All in all, they were just okay.

Since it's the Lennon/McCartney week, I'm going to evaluate those I can remember. I'm not going to bore you with lengthy descriptions. It's going to be brief and simple.

Aaron Kelly: Oh boy. This kiddo had to do "Long and Winding Road"? His performance was quite dull, very long and winding, as Ellen Degeneres said. Week to week, most of his performances were lacklustre. No doubt he's got some great vocals for a 16-year-old, but every week it's the same Aaron Kelly. Not impressed.

Katie Stevens: Okay, I'm not a big fan of hers, but I gotta admit, she's got some amazing, strong vocals. Great voice, but not unique. Not exactly recognizable. Her rendition of "Let It Be" was not good to me. Her voice was too over-powering. I prefer a more indie-personality to cover that song. Like Brooke White. :D

Crystal Bowersox: She's a talented performer. Very individualistic. And this time round, she performed "Come Together" alongside with a didgeridoo player! That was a unique touch. I think her performance was decent, not her best, but not bad, compared to the one that sang "Eleanor Rigby" and whatnot.

Tim Urban: He's cute lah! And he smiles all the time, even with the harshest comments from the judges. You have to give him credit for that. Vocal-wise, he's not good. His range is just average. Tim did "All My Lovin", reminds me of Jim Sturgess in Across The Universe. This week, after many terrible performances, he was actually not bad, with his guitar and a good song choice. It's a lil' corny, but hey, you gotta love that thing he had going on, with the Beatle-esque hair and how he played his guitar. Adorable!

Just look at his smile and you'll know that this one is quite the charmer.

There are two guys that were really good this week. One being Casey James and the other is Lee Dewyze.

Casey James: His "Jealous Guy" performance was beautiful. It was beautiful, and authentic. I dig his style, with the blond locks. Lol. I am not a fan of him before, but I am now. His performance was the best out of the bunch.

Lee Dewyze: I like this guy, he's kinda hot. And sings well too. Like a better version of Danny Gokey. He performed "Hey Jude", one of my favourite Beatles song. I like the second-half of his performance, where he got the audience to sing with him. I think that was really cool. Okay, maybe the grand entrance of the bagpipe player was kind of unnecessary, but I like the bagpipe touch to it. Maybe if the man-in-kilt would be playing at one corner from the beginning, that would be better. Not the grand entrance. Simon was not a fan of the 'entrance' and he said “I wouldn’t have done that [the bagpiper]. It was like he turned up on the wrong show.”

The Return of Glee!

2010-04-07T17:29:00.001+08:00

Was it worth the wait?

Like, can you even wait for another week? Glee is coming back after a 4-months break, and "Hell-O" is going to be a blast to the culminating episode, "Sectionals".

Glee will be introducing Idina Menzel as the coach of rival Glee club Vocal Adrenaline. New Directions are going to compete with Vocal Adrenaline, the 'evil empire of show choir world', as Mr Schue says it, at Regionals. And this brings to a debut appearance of Jesse St James (super cute!), the star of Vocal Adrenaline. We are gonna see some lip-locking between the Glee clubs, coach with coach and star with star!

Star World is going to show "Mattress" tonight. For those that are following the channel's episodes, continue with reader's discretion, hint: spoiler alert! You're gonna see some action when the truth behind Terri's pregnancy unveils. And a moving part in the end with the cast singing "Smile". I cried when I watched this episode. *kleenex moment*

And after this episode, "Sectionals" will be on your way and it is by far the best episode to date! I GOL (guffaw out loud) many times in this episode. I remembered watching it about a couple of days after Chemistry paper last year. It is a good episode, a well-deserving wait for 4 months, which will be coming to an end! So Gleeks, and peeps, don't forget to tune in to "Hell-O" April 13 US time. Just watch the video and you'll know that the wait is definitely worth it. :)

p/s: I just love Sue Sylvester. Don't you? Her everlasting conspiracy to bring down the Glee club, her obsession with winning, and her issues with Mr Schue's hair makes Glee GOL-worthy. If there would be Facebook statuses of Sue's quotes, I would like all of them.

“I am reasonably confident that you will be adding revenge to the long list of things that you’re no good at … right next to being married, running a high school glee club, and finding a hair style that doesn’t make you look like a lesbian.” — Sue

And that's how Sue sees it. :D

And for you Glee fans out there, here's a picture of how your Glee cast looked like in their yearbook picture. Enjoy! ;)

GOL!

I am Malaysian

2010-04-06T17:58:00.002+08:00

    For the past seventeen years, I have been a rightful citizen of this country. My identity card shows that I am a 'warganegara' (citizen) of Malaysia. I was born in this country, so did my parents and grandparents. They gained their rights, just like any other citizen in this country.

   My forefathers came from a place known as China, where the people there are, Chinese. They came from Guangzhou, China, many years ago to seek for a better life in Malaya. Many of them were brought by the British to work as labourers in tin mines, and some came with their own freewill, so that they can achieve something close to the American Dream, to escape poverty, and to start a new life in a foreign land. Initially, they came into the country by contract. Some returned to China after the contract ended, but some remained in Malaya. So those that did not return home stayed in the foreign land, and started to treat Malaya as their new home. They got married, have kids, got a job and got on with their new life here. Through out the years, a lot has happened to these people. Some got rich, some started secret societies, whilst some joined the local authority to get a firmer stand within the locals. Entering the Emergency Period in the late 40's, communists infiltrate Malaya and things got ugly. Even though independence was achieved in 1957, the May 13 incident lays a significant moment in time. The outbreak was due to racial tensions and it was always used as a reminder to all Malaysians of how racial unity is crucial in our society. It's much like telling children about ghost stories so that they wouldn't be naughty. As George Santayana once said, those who cannot learn from history are doomed to repeat it.

   We all want to live in this country, wanting peace and harmony, albeit being labeled as 'pendatang asing' once in a while. Politicians attempt to implement racial harmony, albeit not effective at times. Recently, in fact, a year has passed since our 6th Prime Minister declared the 1Malaysia concept, boasting People First, Performance Now. Do we really buy it? Who cares anyway. You talked the talk, but did you walk the walk? So yeah, you're tossing yee sang and visiting Batu Caves for Thaipusam, promoting that we're all in this together! We are OneMalaysia! *stands still with Negaraku playing*

   But what happens when a certain politician, in fact, the second most important man in this nation, claimed that he is Malay first and Malaysian second. Hold on a second, that's a bit contradictory with the 1Malaysia concept isn't it? So basically this man is putting his race, his ethnicity first, then only the fact that he is Malaysian. This is interesting. As the Deputy Prime Minister, Muhyiddin Yassin just made a statement so strong, I think one year of Najib's 1Malaysia bullshit just flushed down the toilet, just like that. DAP adviser Lim Kit Siang challenged him to acknowledge the fact that he is Malaysian first, and Malay second. And hence, Muhyiddin rebutted with the following iconic phrase, still fresh from last Wednesday. Deputy PM was afraid that if he would claim that he is Malaysian first, he would be shunned by the Malays. Hmm. So it's about winning the hearts of his fellow countrymen in that manner?

I am proud to say that I am Malaysian. I am Chinese by descent, but I am Malaysian because this is who I am. I have spent the years in this multiracial country, getting along with other races, as this is what Malaysia is about. We are a melting pot. I embrace my roots and am not ashamed of it. Perhaps there are others out there, the narrow-minded ones that will declare their race first. But then again, we are only civilians. That is why it is crucial to have a leader to show us the way. That is the purpose of a leader right? So Deputy PM, what is going through your mind when you say you don't want to shun the Malays by saying that you're Malaysian first and Malay second? If you don't do it, if you don't practise the ways to achieve the unity that is 1Malaysia, then who is? It is no wonder the mentality of most Malaysians are still stuck in the 20th century. It is people like YOU, they emulate. Well done! I can't wait for another year and many more years of going on and on about a concept that cease to exist. Hurray OneMalaysia!

Things to be upset with

2010-03-28T11:37:00.001+08:00

In uber-pessimistic tone,

1. I do not have a driving license. Haven't even started on getting one.

2. I stopped work two days ago. Hence, I no longer have a generating income.

3. I am absolutely clueless of The Next Step. How to get to my Next Step.

4. I am concerned about my position as a budding citizen for the next three months, and probably for the years to come.

5. I am getting on the chubby side. Sorry, chubbier side.

6. I have zero social life.

7. Apparently I don't suit black shoes, high heels and probably many other footwear that exists.

8. I am constantly reminded of how 'badly' I did in my SPM. And how incredibly useless my life is.

9. I am head over heels with this one person, or rather that sort of XY, but it ain't gonna happen.

10. I lost touch with life and need time to rearrange the bits and pieces that is left of me, before I ruin everything else I've got.

I guess staying at home, packing up, clearing some old junk and all would be good. It's time for a fresh start albeit it contradicts with my present life situation. I doubt that I'm going anywhere. I have to turn the wheel around cause getting stuck in this plight isn't healthy for my general wellbeing. I have got to pick up on my reading, sink back into those books before my sister starts a bonfire with the many books she has bought during the Big Bad Wolf Sale. I have to get a kickstart with journalism! So Angelyn Ho Wai Lee, email Ivy Soon a.s.a.p.! I have to do some exercise, get some fresh air, take a walk in Pologround, bond with the greeneries while they are still here....

All in all, like what I've said before, I need to rearrange the bits and pieces of my life.

Gee, do I sound like I'm forty, going through a mid-life crisis? Nah, this is just a phase of life, a gap of emotions and more emotions to be filled, before getting to The Next Step.

Maybe a calling from God? Impossible, as Boon reminded me. Haha.

A Bit of BRATs

2010-03-20T23:23:00.002+08:00

Photo courtesy of one of our senior BRAT, Jessica. The one published in The Star is similar. Awesome right? ;)

I will be blogging about BRATs soon, like an actual update. I'll do that later, cause I'm just preoccupied with work and thinking of THE NEXT STEP. GAH. D: Anyways, after coming back from the Penang BRATs workshop which commenced on March 13th till March 16th. If you guys read about it, or saw the picture in Sunday Star 14th March page 8 to be precise, then you would know about it.

My second appearance on print kay. God damn bangga. ;)

Anyhow, just a short one this time round. Missing BRATs like hell. Quote Kaelan's tweet: Happy one week anniversary BRATs :( RT @britangelot Missing BRATs. It was one week ago.. *reminiscing*

Reminiscing about what we did last week, at this time. I think we were sorted out into our respective groups: Awesome, Sing is King and urm, Yam, was it? Did our first stand-upper that day. Some were really hilarious. I realised one thing, I ain't camera-friendly. Lol.

Angelyn Ho, The Star, Malaysia.
If only, if only..

I posted an update in our BRATs Tumblr blog. Algorithm March is officially my alarm tone. It's bloody effective, forcing me to wake up at that very instant. Lol.

You guys have got to watch this, learn it and perform it like no one else's business. Because that's what we did. All 36 of us did the Algorithm March in our 20x30ft space. Needless to say, it was kinda odd at first having to learn about this 'march', pick up the chestnut, pump air into chestnut and be the chestnut. But after learning it, you'll soon to know that it's loads of fun to be doing it with other bright, roving, annoying teens.

Missing the awesome flossom 4 days 3 nights in Penang.
p.s. To all BRATs, happy one week anniversary!

Loves. :)

Over the moooooooooooon, but not exactly

2010-03-09T11:35:00.000+08:00

Due to recent developments, my peers and myself found out that the SPM 2009 results will be released on March 11th, which is two days from now, I think I might have descended down a lil', not exactly over the moon. I'm certainly back on earth. Back to reality and thinking of the possibilities of my results that is to be out in approximately 46 hours. I'm definitely feeling the fear, travelling in my bloodstream and hence, all over my body system. The wait is coming to an end. Oh shoot. *dies*

*revitalizes*

And now for something completely different, way before finding out about the 'recent development', things from the past week was pretty awesome flossom actually.

My last blog post was last Friday, February 26th. See, I have been working as a *ahems* Front Office Assistant in the Front Office Department in a hotel in Ipoh. So, doing this job requires me to work in shifts. So far, I've only been working for the morning and evening shift. Both has it pros and cons. I hate waking up in the morning, to be honest. Having to reach work even earlier than the usual time when I was still schooling, it's exhausting as I was just too sleepy and lazy to reach work before 7am. *grumbles* But then again, the timing is better. At least I get to go home and have dinner and sleep at my normal bedtime. As for the evening shift, which starts at 3pm, I'm loving it till now actually. hehe. Cause I get to be alone at home in the morning. Whole house to myself dei. I can just go full monty and not care. Hahahah! However, I'll go home late, past eleven, and I won't have some family time with my family, of course. So it's like I'm losing out cause I'm away when they are at home and they are away when I'm at home. Work-wise however differs slightly. Evening shift goes so slow, it's crawling whereas morning shift is slightly quicker but more busier towards the closing shift hour. So both balances lah. I'm fine with both, just that I prefer to work evening shift these days. XD. At least not as much people will be watching you, observing your performance etc. I get to relax a bit, but not too much till slack-sort.

Saturday was a bittersweet day. I went to school that day. Had sushi lunch with Joey Theen. Omg, I so love the scallops and the CNY promotion. I remember last year, a few of us went over to Sushi King few times in that same week to have that fantastic scallop. Hehe. Had a confabulating session with her. Nice, fun person to talk to. Miss those school days actually. I can't count how many times I went back to school ever since officially graduating from school. I guess I just miss those sweet times. :)
Some people may choose to leave these memories behind and not visit them. Well, I enjoyed my school life and it's nice to look back and remember the past I once did this and that. Oh... sweet fond memories.

Anyways, I tweeted: There are plenty of fish in the sea. So what if I'm looking for a Norwegian Salmon?
It may sound a lil weird at first. Like why a Norwegian Salmon? Hmm, well as you all know and I'm sure are very familiar to the coined phrase about the plenty fish in the sea. When I mentioned about this particular salmon, you see, not all Asians like salmon. So stereotypically saying, I can and have the choice to pick my type of fish. I don't have to go for the usual ones. My choice of the romantic interest can be as unconventional as it possibly can. Why do you wanna settle down for something normal? The average one. Well, personally, I know my kind of taste and I want to go out of the norm. Hence, the phrase. XD

But that's beside the point, the most exciting part is.................................

I AM GOING FOR THE BRATS PENANG WORKSHOP!!! WHOOP-DE-WHOOP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
When I read the email in my inbox, I was over the moon, in cloud nine, and jumping and dancing around like Tom Cruise in Risky Business. Heheheheh.

For those that watches The Nanny, I think Niles did mucho better than Tom Cruise here.

Super funny, like guffaw-out-loud!
But anyways, the BRATs workshop is a Young Journalist Programme by The Star. Ever since I submitted my application on the 20th February, I've been eager to get a reply from them. Hence, the checking of email every single day. So imagine the gaiety when I received an email from them stating I'm selected to go. Seriously, over the moon. It was like I sprang into the air, I reeled, whirled, swiveled, flounced, capered, gamboled, and spun. Not only were the laws of the land abandoned, but the law of gravity and the laws of motion as well. Over the moon. :)
So right now, I'm actually more pre-occupied, preparing for the workshop. At least, the burden of having to ponder over the results is slightly lifted. Oh bother! I quote a Facebook status updated by a friend : Imagine the sound of the printer printing ur spm cert playing in your mind all the time... scary...
Indeed. Mucho scary.

What's the word again...

2010-02-26T01:22:00.001+08:00

Do you ever get that feeling when you were asked or instructed to do something and although you didn't really want to, or is usually reluctant having to follow one's order, but you just nod your head and smile and follow suit?

It's like you can't control your mind, and you just do what you were told. Even at times when that little voice in your head yells at you to oppose, but you just go with the flow and nervously chuckle and just agree to whatever that was said.

It sucks big time having to totally not agree to the idea but there's nothing I can do about it. I innocently bopped my head up and down and do my lil laugh and just went with the entire idea.

Now I'm here thinking what on earth was I agreeing to in the first place. I can sense the lil voice is cursing at the top of my head. I'm feeling pretty stupid right now. GAH.

How annoying the human mind can be. Manipulate one other, I'm sure there's a term for this, maybe some fancy-schmancy psychology term.

It happens all the time! To anyone at all! Be it some sales person trying to sell something absolutely unnecessary, or your boss telling you to do this favour for him (with no wages), or lending some money to a friend although you now she is not likely to repay back and etc. You don't wanna do it, but you are just obliged to do so. They don't necessary plea. All they have to do is just say a few words and you're IN. Fall into a trap where you can't get out unless you perform the necessary task.

Hmm, I think they have a word for this. Maybe something known as gullible. Oh bother! I've inherited my mom's known trait. Mother..

I have to be more wary of things from now on. Valuable lesson learnt: Stop nodding your head Angelyn! Especially when you don't want to!

Someone please smack me. (don't get the wrong idea. Lol)

Them who must not be named

2010-02-24T16:38:00.001+08:00

I log in to my email everyday to check my inbox.

Everyday I scan through my messages to check for a reply from The Star.

I have been doing so since Sunday, and today is Wednesday.

Okay, should I be less concerned?

I need to schedule a lot of things.

When is anyone gonna let an information out which is not last minute?

When are they going to confirm the SPM result date? Cause I'm so not buying the tacky forwarded texts. I want god damn solid proof!

And what about that Malaysian 'summer camp'? Are they gonna notify further information anytime soon? Or do I have to wait till a week before the 'camp admission' and just pack my bags and go have fun!!! :D :D :D

So not.

When are they gonna notify the selected applicants for the workshop? I AM CHECKING MY INBOX EVERY SINGLE DAY! GAHHHHH!

Okay, back to sanity, it's not big deal, I'm just making a fuss out of nothing. I guess, having to wait for a confirmation, be it through email, or a phone call, or snail mail...... it's pretty annoying. Or maybe it's just the lack of the patient trait in me. Bahhhhh...

I'm currently awaiting for a reply for BRATs. In case you wonder, I'm sure about a few of you have heard about it, through The Star or the internet for that matter. Just to enlighten some of you folks, BRATs is a Young Journalist programme for Malaysian teens to experience their possibly first journalistic experience. So basically one needs to send either an essay of not more than a thousand words, or a photo essay or graphic work, or a video, all about oneself. So one sends in one's application, one's biodata and the choice of workshop which one wishes to attend. As for this year it's either in Penang, Kuching or Kuantan. Like which is the obvious choice? The beautiful island, the have-to-fly-there-in-order-to-get-there-city, or the place far east? The Penang workshop is from the 13-16 March. And I'm fretting if I were to go, what about my results? GAHHH!

I really wanna go and have my first journalistic experience! And I really think this is it. When life gives you lemons, make lemonade! This would ought to be a great opportunity for oneself. Besides the journalistic experience of course, the fun, the friends, the interesting places you get to visit. Oh I really wanna go....

Other than that, they really need to disclose the actual date of the release of SPM 2009 results. STPM results is out tomorrow. 0.0 Good luck people! We've got so many dates, 1st, 5th, 10th, 16th, 17th... the list goes on lah. After getting the results, there's scholarships to apply, and worse of all or best of all, the gap of emotions that has yet to be filled, post-results.

I dislike the anxiety I'm feeling now, how I used to feel, or how I'm going to feel it for the rest of my life. Having the uneasiness and the uncertainty of the future that lies ahead. The fear from the anticipation to all these is creating a dreadful feeling for me. At this very moment, I couldn't possibly be sane. The dendrites in my neurons have probably fused or something. That explains the sudden jolt or jerk that I have now and then. The unusual behaviour I tend to emit now and then which one of my co-workers got really creeped out from them. Haha.

I deserve a break We all deserve a break. I hope it rains Kit Kat. ;)

A slight flash the eyes have taken

2010-01-26T11:17:00.001+08:00

Entering the third week of my work, I am getting used to the long standing hours, demanding guests and not being 'the boss'. Haha. Much has happened these couple of weeks. I guess getting a job, not just any part-time job, y'know, waitress-ing and folding clothes and whatnot. I have taken something most of my peers wouldn't have. Even though some may not approve of this job, or getting a job at all, deemed as a waste of time and has nothing to do with my 'future career', I'm sorta glad I've taken it, and I ain't letting it go anytime soon unless any unforeseen circumstances surface or the government demands me to go for their version of 'boot camp'.

As clichéd as it sounds, but through this new experience, my eyes have been opened to more things in life like never before. I may sound like I'm exaggerating this fact, but it's true. I will only be working for a few months, so it's not exactly a permanent job. However, this experience illuminates the working world to my innocent eyes. It's intimidating but heck, it's reality. Yes, very, in fact, a completely different environment compared to school life. An entire different ecosystem! We have learnt in Literature to accept the reality despite how ugly and tough the true world out there can be because one day we are going to face the reality, no matter how long we continue to live in denial. This pair of innocent eyes had a slight flash of the future of a grown working woman in the rough, tough realm, possibly in about 6 or 7 years to come. It may seem like a long time, but the clock is ticking and the next thing I know, I'm already graduating with a degree, taking family snaps with the scroll and donning the graduation robe. The tough thing I have to figure out now is my pre-university path. I have cracked my head on what is gonna be of my hopefully sound future. I have seeked advise from peers and professionals. I just need a push to do it! So right after I get my SPM results *shudders* I will send in all the applications for various scholarships, domestic and international ones. Try my luck and wait for replies while I do my 'service for the nation', if I'm selected for the 2nd batch but since the official website is so low-graded, accessing for information is like finding a needle in a haystack!, so I guess I'll just wait for the good ol' snail mail to arrive at my doorstep, and see what I'm gonna do about yada-yada. So, in the mean time, I'll just go to my 8 hours a day, 6 days a week job.

Meanwhile, all I wanna do now when I return home from work is just SLEEP. Yes, day by day, I'm turning more and more into a lazy, slacking pig. Oink away people! ;)

Glee!

2010-01-22T21:29:00.000+08:00

I'm sure many of you have heard of Glee now ever since the premiere of the Golden Globe winning series on Star World. I watched it since the premiere in US which was last September, and continued watching even during SPM! Glee is one of the best comedy/musical series so far, and it gradually gets better till the end of Part One Season One. Astro showed the Pilot episode last wednesday. So peeps, keep watching every wednesday 9pm on Star World.

In the mean time, catch a teaser of Kurt's rendition of Single Ladies!

Speaking of Glee, anyone feeling gleeful today? ;)

The History of 2009

2010-01-07T21:55:00.002+08:00

At first I thought of penning down a penultimate post to the New Year. However, time doesn't permit, and so the many posts which are supposed to be posted did not make its way to the ranting range. So, 2009 is history. 2010 is the present. And the future lies ahead, waiting to be sowed with more life and drama. Hmmm, I think 2009 had its fair share of drama.

2009 was the year of many great things and also the not-so-good. It was the final year of secondary school for myself and my peers. Of course, the main subject of stress was SPM. Note, was SPM. Ha ha ha. It was also very depressing to leave our alma mater after the examination. Nevertheless, we managed to make that year the most memorable one.

I remember vaguely about the first few months of 2009. We were placed in new classrooms. The 5 Lily 09 was placed on the first floor of the Form Five block, and our immediate neighbours were 5 Orchid on the left (if viewed from the Upper Hall), and 5 Kekwa on the right.

This picture, courtesy of my sister (hehe), was taken from the Orphanage Hall during 7th Coy's Cooking Competition in the year of 2006. Somewhere on the first floor, far left, is my class! :)

I compiled the highlights for 2008. Well now let's compile it for 2009!

Let's talk about January 2009. I couldn't remember much about January. Maybe slightly. I remembered we did cleaning work for our Moral folio.

Oh yeah, there's the Pologround outing courtesy of Interact Club. Ha, oh that was fun.

And also since it's the first month of the year, we started out with momentous effort to keep up our Add Maths homework. Of course, that was only Progressions. Then, we began slacking and NOT DO OUR ADD MATHS HOMEWORK AT ALL. Hahahahahaha! This doesn't apply to all though. It was also the month to usher new members to clubs and societies and uniform units. The quantity and quality of active members for almost all societies have decreased. Many were loafers. But heck, how many kids actually care about the interest of co-curricular activities? ZILCH. Nevertheless, we had to proceed even though it's hard, given the fact that it's the SPM year. Ha, that was only the month of January. More to come.

WAIT! Another thing about January was the fact that we finally got the Rangers Gathering proposal signed and officiated! Yay us! The exco board had been doing research and stuff since October 2008. When the school started, we wasted no time and went straight to the BOSS (the Principal, of course) for approval of the gathering. And so we attempted to get her to sign the bloody thing. Oh, she can be a pain in the ass. After many sessions and arrangements, she finally penned her signature and it was officially approved! I remembered the gaiety of those that were there during the signatory. If I'm not mistaken there were myself, Eva, SY and Mabel. Like finally she signed that thing. Haha. It was a few days before the CNY break. Soon we began dividing jobs, collecting donations and yada yada. That was definitely a moment to remember. A start to four very busy months till 18th April 2009.

CNY was alright. Then came February. I was reading my blog posts on January 2009, I used to blog much more often before. And I had school! Now I'm just lazy I guess. Heh.

Nothing much interesting on the month of February. There was CNY, Thinking's Day and more gathering preparations.

Let's proceed to March instead! March was fun! I remembered,

Dissecting the poor amphibian

Sports Day with Marching and Cheerleading.

Proud me, holding the flag. ;)

I'm the cheerful package, far right.

And and and! Not forgetting..... JASON MRAZ LIVE IN KL! WOOOHOOOO!

Oh, that time was a blast! It was my first ever concert, and hell it was a really good one! He was so smooth with his wordplay and all. The fuss of rushing down to KL on a school day just to go to that concert was pretty damn worth it. Pre-concert, during concert and post-concert was awesome too. Spend a night at my aunt's place with sister and Mei Yann. Oh, that was real good entertainment. Long live Mraz!

And somewhere around March, the Photography and Journalism club issued its first newsletter with the name De Parchment. I've written several articles for De Parchment, nevertheless this brainchild of Eva was discontinued after two issues because of the lack of participation from writers and the juniors were not that keen on continuing the bi-monthly issue. Even so, they didn't have the creative juices flowing like we did.

And there was the Youth Leadership challenge by Sunway held in SMI.

Dawning to the month of APRIL, the month for the gathering. Like the gathering that we've worked our butt off for the past few months. As I counted down the days to the 18th, bugged my exco friends about the day as we were getting busier and busier day by day. Banners were painted, classrooms were cleaned, Rangers were out and about as we got closer to the gathering day.

I have to say that The Revolving Realm gathering was my main highlight for my entire secondary school life. It's like the thing y'know. Of course, it went successfully, despite the hiccups. Anyways, all I have to say is that this gathering meant alot to the exco. I've learnt many things throughout the process and during and after the gathering. I posted a really long blog post on the gathering; The Revolving Realm.

Not forgetting Interact's International Understanding Day, with the theme Give Peace A Chance. It wasn't that great. Maybe it was because the gathering was just 6 days away from I.U. Day. Well I gotta choose one which I prioritize most. And so did I.

Along came May, there's like mid-term exam. But still, Angelyn went playing, as usual.

Significant Project. Bring orphans out to have some fun!

And also at the end of the month was 02Kinta's Light in the Darkness gathering.

It was alright. At least we got the Overall Champion. Although it was only the size of a Thomas Cup. Last official gathering. Up to their standards I suppose.

And there was Coy Camp. Remember this rubble? Some of us would. The 'explosion' from the fire we built caused that. I was really petrified that time. Didn't know what to do with that. Surely some memory eh? Note to juniors: Use new zinc as base for the fire to avoid further complications like this one.

June June is here! Actually nothing much in the month of June. Other than the fact that I got selected for National Service (!!!). And the passing of Michael Jackson. Nothing much actually.

Same goes for July. Came and went just like that. I suppose the fact that SPM trials were drawing nearer at that time.

Although there was Law Olympiad held in Anderson. Which was really cool. We got a gist of Law. We witnessed a mock-trial. What's best was the fact that we were given tasks like a whodunnit etc. The tasks didn't really require the knowledge of law but rather the logic and reason of one's mind. Had a ball preparing for it with my fellow team mates Krity, Sel, Yoga and Rachel. Although we didn't win, but at least it's stated in my testimonial. ;)

A thing about these few months, alot has happened. The matters of heart, friendship yada yada. It sucks how I had issues in my mind through out the time, even till trials and eventually SPM. I'm glad that I've got things out of my head. Cleared some memory to store other more important data. Heh.

August! I was happy for several reasons. Heeee.

There was the lavish Interact Installation Day

Sister turned 21! Still hasn't been to a casino. Ha ha Amy!

September! *strangles meself*

Trials trials trials. OMG. I was really distracted that month. I should have set my mind on the exams. What the hell was wrong with me? Sigh.

Anyways, I turned 17 on the 24th September. Not exactly a big birthday bash, but it was my day.

October was more happening.

The hype of getting all gussed up for Graduation. It was so much fun. All of us were down right girly with the dresses and make up. It's really an amazing time where we had fun with friends and glam-ed up like no one's business. Definitely a memorable experience for us school-leavers.

Then there was Rangers Enrolment. Probably one of the most fun Enrolment ever. Thanks to the doodle idea that we came up with. Hehe.

We are a fun bunch. ;)

Of course, before we sank into our books, we had a lil farewell party organized by Yen Fong and gang. My first halloween party. Not bad either with the deco and everything. Their first successful activity. May it be as successful for other things as well......

Siren call! November's here!

As 18th of November drew closer, panic attacks and arson were high around that period of time. Some wonder why?

After a couple of gruelling weeks, pinafores were vandalised and books were donated to various book-buyers in order to mark the end of one's formal education. As for myself and most of the Science streamed students, we ended our SPM on the 8th December 2009 and bade farewell to our alma mater. As I recall, the final moments of sitting in the upper hall during Chemistry 3 was spent reminiscing the past five years in Main Convent. Oh what good times eh?

SPM done and over with! Right after we finished with SPM, the gal pals and myself hopped on a journey to the Pearl of Orient, also known as Penang on the 11th December 2009. Woohoooo!

We had fun at the beach....

Mixed and mingled with foreigners.....

and got a free bus ride!

It was all awesome flossom for that 3 days. The best way to part with friends. Definitely a memorable experience whereby 8 capable-in-taking-care-of-themselves-teenagers invade Penang island, Ipoh-style. There were drama, hooligan acts, and many Physics-related topics involved. But what's best about that trip was the absence of any adult. That definitely proved to the old folks that WE are so capable in taking care of ourselves. Phase One completed. XD. Next trip, Singapore in 2 years time? Lol

Just a week after that, I attended my cousin sister's wedding, from the traditional Chinese tea ceremony to the wedding dinner. It was quite uplifting as I came to a realization to understand the Chinese customs, something I was passive about the past years. Nevertheless, by attending the wedding, it sparked the hopeless romantic trait in me on how I wanted my dream wedding in the future and how I would want my husband-to-be to arrive at my room and unveil that veil and give a peck to his beautiful, glowing bride.

*slaps self*

Assisting the bride by glossy-fying her lips.

Bride's parents with the newlyweds

My Lambert-loving-fan girl-crazy cousin.

And just a day after, I hopped on a bus and went down south to S'pore S'pore! I love S'pore mucho mucho. My cousin sister claims I have a fetish for their public transportation, which is kinda true. Hee.

Spent Christmas there. Had turkey. *yums*

Took a few cheesy pictures.

Did silly acts.

Attended the Body Worlds exhibition. That is REAL by the way, through the plastination process.

Saw the fancy lights of Christmas in Singapore.

You know, I have the sudden urge to go and pursue my studies in S'pore. Heck, it ain't that easy. But anyways, I've been reviewing at least. Rather than waiting for the Form Six list to come out and just go to SMI or something. I don't know why. But I just have this strong intuition to go to S'pore, like instantly!

2009 was a wonderful year. It has its ups and downs. Relationships formed, broken, maintained, blossomed. A year of marvels and regrets. Though the positivity clouds the negativity. Some things that happened previously could be avoided in the first place but I believe things happened for a reason. It's just that we are unbeknownst to it. What is done is done. No use crying over spilled milk, or picking up broken glass. Live life to the fullest. Life is short. So, when life gives you lemons, make lemonade. Or as Eva says it, when life gives you shit, make fertiliser! Make the worse bits of your life and turn it into the best damn thing, no matter how deep the faecal level could be.

I've learned many things in the year of 2009. Drama made my year fulfilling albeit many painstaking events that took place. It opened my eyes a bit to a few things that I was oblivious to before. That year taught me many things. To manage a full event, to deal with difficult people, to solve problems of various levels of complications.

It was also a year to leave the school, very much like a nestling going to take flight. I will miss school. And the many shenanigans that took place through out. 2009 was an amazing year. I hope this is gonna be better. Be it I do form 6 here in Ipoh, or rush off to S'pore, cause I know great things will come to those who truly deserve it. Lol.

Do I have any new year resolution? Hmmm, I do. Still looking for my god damn purpose in life and other menial things. Hehe. I look forward to the many awesome flossom things ahead in the year of 2010. Cheerios!

The Puzzling Enigma Ahead

2009-12-19T11:49:00.000+08:00

Yesterday is history. Tomorrow is a mystery. Today is a gift - that is why we call it the present.

What is to happen tomorrow is definitely very hazy. I can't see the paths that has yet to be taken. Some advised not to look too far ahead. Let the future be a puzzling enigma, for myself to figure out every piece there is to complete this riddle of life.

As all Fifth Formers are experiencing right now, our school life is over and done with. My previous post talks about the summarized memories of secondary school life. Very much summarized. Having to read Sue Li's note in Facebook struck thoughts in my head. As many know, at least friends who understood me, Angelyn Ho is a complicated, deep-thinking Homosapien. I don't tend to look at things in a simple manner. Well, this is just a trait in me. A permanent one. I may say it's a vice, but then again, it could be one of my individualistic trait.

The blurry roads ahead will remain blurry as far as I'm concerned. It's not getting clear anytime soon. It'll take a few years. I really wanna blog longer and of better quality (as this is just a short one), but time doesn't yield to me. As I have many other events ahead, e.g. Yuk Choy gathering, cousin's wedding, Christmas in Singapore and another wedding, there'll be longer posts with overloaded photos.

Ha! Another puzzling thing, I am awaiting for a call from Starbucks after I handed in my second applicant's form. I can be very persistent, so god damn it!, give me the bloody job! Lol.

Oh yeah, I haven't updated on the Penang Trip; 8 girls. 3 days. 2 nights. 1 island. :)

I'll be away in Singapore from 21st to the 27th Dec 09. Cheerios for now!

Hybernating session.

As one chapter closes

2009-12-09T15:25:00.002+08:00

And it's time to pen a new one!

The chapter of formal education is finally over. After 5 years in SMC and 11 years of schooling, it has finally ended yesterday, at 3.30pm.

As SPM is gone and done with, I can't help but to think that time goes so quickly, and sometimes it's hard to believe that this part of your life has ended. Why I say so? Because yesterday during Chemistry Paper 3, I had a quick flashback of my secondary school life. Over a period of half an hour, I just stared at the blank space (although Anith was in my view), reviewing the life that I went through in Main Convent. All the moments where I was jumping around like some hooligan, or crying over a petty matter, or just plain chilling out with the girl friends, every moment just went by, in front of my very own eyes. The visuals formed were very real. It's like a movie trailer of Life at SMC or something. Amazing really, with all that has happened throughout these years. Be it good or bad. It's certainly quite a memory.

As cliched as it sounds, I feel so heavy-hearted to come into terms of ending school life. A few months ago, I just can't wait to vamoose from all the hullabaloo we call 'school', and enjoy hassle-free life. Well now that it's here, I don't wanna not go to school. I wanna wear my turquoise uniform and my dirty school shoes and sing lame, patriotic songs every morning. I wanna get to class and complain about the dirtiness. I wanna group up and ber-juice with my friends. I wanna go around the school looking for teachers. I wanna buy the fried chicken from the canteen. I wanna just hang outside the koperasi, going back to class late after recess, having my name jotted down in the yellow book by Pn Devi. All the insignificant matters that really made real significance now.

All the memories of school life, no matter how measly or unimportant it sounds, really did made a mark in this chapter. In fact, it's a crucial point of the synopsis of my life. They say that school life is probably one of the best times in life. Totally agree. So what for freedom, and getting up late every morning, and just do nothing but lazing around from 10 in the morning till 10 at night? Sooner or later, we'll have to make a choice. And yes, a very important decision that an adolescent has to make. The next step to tertiary education!

So where am I to go from here? Thanks to National Service that will be taking 3 months of my time. I think I'm very much inclined to taking Form 6. I'm absolutely cool with it. In fact, the inclined line is very much horizontal already. I suppose it's because I had already shut down all other options. I considered International Baccalaureate before. Refer to my rant about IB. It sucks to not know what I want. Right now, I don't have an aim in life yet. What is to become of me after this? Oh, what a bummer.

Anyways, I will definitely miss school a lot. After yesterday, I believe I won't be able to see most of my friends after this. Maybe during results day, but that's a long way to go. However, ever since the creation of social networking sites, and the internet as a whole, we can all communicate at any time and any place in any part of the world. :)

So a few last words to my beloved alma mater,

So long, farewell, I bid you say adieu. To the magnificent grand lady that stands tall, the mak cik's delicious ayam goreng, the skipping of classes for all sorts of reasons, and the memories recollected, sustained within the walls of Convent. All the good ol' days hanging out with friends and all there is to remember will be cherished. One chapter closes. It's time to pen a new one! One day, I'll look back and reminisce the young child at heart clad in a turquoise uniform, walking along the corridors of the second home we came to know and love, and now, leaving with a heavy heart but with a chapter full of bittersweet memoirs.

The Halloween Themed Farewell

2009-11-05T09:57:00.010+08:00

Guess what am I?

A sexy vampiress!

Okay, maybe not as hot as Bella.

or Jane the horny Devil

or Yean Kit the hot nurse that only treats guys,

but yeah, you get the point, I'm a bloodsucking vampire. *fangs*

And why are we dressed up in such way?

Because it's a Halloween themed Farewell party by the new batch of Rangers of 09/10

Let's just say it was awesome flossom. Pictures are all in Facebook. And it was certainly an event to spice things up before SPM. *shrugs*

Coincidentally, the farewell was on last Saturday, which was 31st october 2009, the actual Halloween Day!

Spooks up! Probably our first Halloween bash for most of us. :D

Featuring the other creatures of night of Halloween,

Eva the happy rockstar.

Soong Yi as a punk-lala chick and Christine donning a sleepwear look.

Jauhara as the Grim Reaper and Tara as a beach girl.

The rest of us, the hot nurse, the hot horny Devil, the mysterious figure, the angel of death, the vampiress, the black riding hood, the rockstar and the serial killer.

Yen Fong, the successor. She really did live up to what I said about making the farewell awesome flossom. :)

And check out Mabel's post on this event. Superb storyline created. :)

Hair, makeup, girly dresses and much more!

2009-10-19T15:03:00.002+08:00

Actually the list goes beyond that. There's more to hair, makeup, girly dresses, and they are, shoes, clutches, accessories, eyebrows, shaved legs, contacts and much much more. These are the list of things we girls were concerned about for our graduation which was held 10 days ago.

Main Convent Graduation 2009
Date: 9th October 2009
Theme: Floral
Venue: Tower Regency, Ipoh
Fee: RM22 (food)

We girls talked about it for months. It's like a dream prom for us fifth formers. I have to say, this graduation is more of a fun get-together. We were dressed in our finest garbs with our prettiest of jewels and heels that kill, literally.

This was how I look on that day. Hair done by my cousin sister. Which means it was totally free of charge. I'd rather not spend money to go to some cheesy salon to get my hair all done in a Kraft-y manner. (Get it, the cheese brand, Kraft?) So if anyone likes it, and wants to get something similar, come to me to make an appointment on hair and makeup with my couz. XD. I love my hair. :D
My makeup is done by myself, though I have to say they weren't very nice. But once again, free of charge. haha. My heels were from Vincci and the rest were borrowed from my mama's. Hee. So actually in total, I spent about RM180 plus. including RM22 for food. My dress and heels are of the same price.

Hmm, I actually like how I look on that day. In fact, all of us were dressed to the nines. Everyone looked gorgeous.

The pictures are all over in Facebook. On that Friday itself, people started uploading that night after our function. The Highlights column in my homepage were filled with pictures with various titles bearing the Graduation.

Ramithaa! Voluptuous! :D

SY so sweet-looking right? She so lui yan di.
Maybe you can sing, 'You Belong With Me' to someone. Haha.

Aiseh, Eva so not cheesepuff here. Another one, surprisingly lui yan! XD

BAM! Oh I love this picture! Lol

The food was alright. But for RM22, I expect better food! Anyways, all of us were so hungry, we just rushed to the buffet table like hungry hyenas attacking on its innocent. The choices were not bad. For a hotel like Tower Regency, it's okay lah. Although I wished that they gave us more time because the servings were definitely not enough.

Our class performance, gone wrong later on.

BR's Jai Ho/Thriller dance. They won the Best Performance. They had so much fun, it was like a crime!

Even Mrs. Authar joined in the dance! LOL

My decent friends. From Cheah Kee whom I spent five years in the same class with, Krity for four years and SY for these two years. Good ol' friends. :)

Here comes the not-so-decent friend. Hahha, joking. The Sel Sel.

The uber-gorgeous Sab, my old primary school pal.

Bon Bon. :)

Syok sendiri with fellow Rangers.

Hui Ling in traditional Korean wear. I love this picture. I think it's the lighting. ;)

Tara and I, the two short stuffs in class. Hehe

Don't these two look gorgeous, rather than their usual silliness? Lol. While Sue Li looks on.

Stuck between the husband and wifey. Lol

Sui Ee, my Form One friend and till now as well. Miss her expressive antics. Lol.
And, I recognise those shoes.

The very normal, decent group picture.

Ha! Don't be surprised! So so love this picture man.

Later on, we walked to some Juice station for yum cha. Imagine, 7 girls dressed in fancy dresses, walked about more or less 500 metres from Tower Regency just for yum cha. We walked with confidence, despite the ongoing wolf whistles, strutting our way on the rough tar road with our high heels. The pain was excruciating but it was alot of fun! XD

The prices are pretty reasonable. I had some dragonfruit mix, priced at RM8.90! But not bad though.

And and and, I won an acoustic guitar from the lucky draw win! Hehehe. Thanks to my lucky number, 005, I got that which prompted me to learn some guitar skills after SPM. Like what Eva said, it's a sign that I should get a head start to be musically inclined.

The souvenir, a box. It's going to be another decorative item for me. Lol.

Trying to be a Taylor Swift wannabe.

If you could see that I'm the one who understands you,
Been here all along, so why can't you see?
You belong with me, you belong with me.....

I love that song till today. It really says what many girls are thinking. But sadly, some guys are too much of a dung-head to get it. Lol.

My current profile picture for Facebook. :)

I enjoyed Graduation so much. It's like the only day where I had SPM off my mind. From the trying of dresses, shoe shopping to makeup testing, it was a ball of fun. That was the last function for all of us. Although we were all dressed to impress, what's most important is the time we spent with our friends and the memories there were to reminisce. It's a nice thing to do before we all disperse to different parts of the world after we actually graduate from secondary school, after 11 years of formal education.

What a milestone. Looking at these pictures will definitely be a beautiful walk down the memory lane in the distant future...

Rangers Enrolment

2009-10-15T12:41:00.006+08:00

Wow, it has been one year plus since I had this Unit Leader post. And believe me, this has made my secondary school life the best it can be.

Enrolment was close to two weeks ago, on the 3rd October 2009. We had a small number of rangers enrolling this year compared to our batch. But anyhow, I can't control the statistics of members in Rangers.

The day started out rather blue. It was raining since early in the morning and didn't stop till about 9 am. I guess someone ought to sing, It's a rainy day today.. I'm gonna dance till I see the sun again...! Haha, okay. The damp atmosphere made me sleepy but I had to stay on for about 5 hours or so.

Our schedule was messed up because of the rain. So we started with performances first, then only the actual enrolment.

Thank God for it wasn't sunny. In fact, the damp weather made it all breezy. At least we don't sweat that much this time round.

Pn Kong, our retired teacher advisor and also a much loved figure in the guiding society of Main Convent.

Raeshma all serious! Now that is a rare occasion....

SY can't stop gaily snapping pictures, I had to give her the stare.

Supposedly decent picture, but Yean Kit and Jane....

LOL

After all that, we were getting ready on how to handover our post we hold so dearly to.

Serious meeting. But I doubt we were discussing at that time about anything that deep. Hahaha.

But then again, it's the 14 of us. We couldn't hold the seriousness for long.

The creative artwork we churned out. Mabel's idea, of course. We were to draw our respective successors onto a piece of paper in a rather comical way for our handover. As seen above, the results are totally guffaw-out-loud.

The Best Guide award. Pretty isn't it? Artwork of Choong Hui Yean and Vivian Cheah.

One of the Best Ranger; Chee Cheah Kee. Cheah Kee, I'm thankful for your existence in Rangers and Coy and also as a nice friend of mine. :)
Look at those SS people behind us. Hahahahaha. LOL@ Eva's expression.

Incomplete tags.

Check out our lovely artworks. So cute right. ;)

Revealing the next exco board. By blindfolding all of them and sticking our respective artworks on the chosen ones. Oh how I wish last year's was that fun! Lol.

And finally, the new board of 4th Unit Rangers 2009/2010!

Mugshots. Angelyn likes so much. ;)

Ahli-ahli Renjer 2009 got many more actually). Jane can't be seen so she has to lift her arms up high to get some attention. Lol.

Outgoing Board with the Incoming Board.
The outgoing ones are in brackets.

Unit Leader: Chuah Yen Fong (Angelyn)
Unit Second: Uma (Eva)
Secretary: Joey Theen (Sook Yee)
Treasurer: Corrine Chong (Mabel)
KK: Evelyn Chin (Ju Ean)
Malathi (Tharshini)
Pan Jinq Yee (Sue Li)
Vivian Cheah (Raeshma)
PKK: Navitra (Pui Mun)
Vivien Wong (Mei Yen)
Sharen Ng (Yean Kit)
Prishalini (Jane)
Test Mistresses: Choong Hui Yean (Teng Kuan)
Tan Shin Wei (Adeline)

Gosh, we're old!

One year passed like a gush of wind. Chilly yet breezy. Much like the experience for most of us in Rangers. Particularly to the leaders. It was definitely a bittersweet experience. But more of the sweet ones.

In a whole, this wraps up my entire guiding life in Main Convent. From Form 1 till now, there's never a stop where I could take a break from it all. I just keep myself busy. It's all worth it I have to say. I can't imagine myself not being active in guiding. It's like asking a cow not to moo. There's certainly a lot of memories. This definitely added much colour and different hues to my now very patterned fabric of life. I learnt alot throughout this whole process. I will definitely miss it. Now it's time for the new exco board to shine and do their thing. Hopefully all that hassle of carefully selecting the new board for the past few months is worth while.

Meanwhile, I'm just awaiting for the farewell and more gatherings to come. Hehehe.

The 14 rocks and so does T.R.R. gathering!

Say YES to T.R.R.
Say YES to change.