Moving house XD

HAHAHA I am so stupid!

I wrote in my new online journal, published it, and it took me more than an hour to realize that I actually need to tell people that I even have a new online journal!

Sometimes, not studying for a few months makes you extremely dull in the head.

Anyway, yeahh I finally gave in to my own greedy desires.

I have a new site!

chooeee.com

I'm moving from the single-room apartment that is peeled-garlic.blogspot.com to a full-fledged bungalow that is my own hosted site! Okay so not quite full-fledged, it's not completely done yet, still quite very underdeveloped, but I am too busy with (fretting about) getting ready for college to do anything about it right now. But it'll get done in due time!

Actually it was done (or as "done" as it is now) since more than a week ago, but I dunno why I was so hesitant about redirecting people there.

OH AND, sooner or later I'm going to password-protect the posts (or at least some of them) I imported from Peeled-Garlic.blogspot.com. Just to let you know, the password to those posts will be "peeledgarlic".

I didn't list my site in the search engines or anything, but I figure someone from college would eventually find out about it anyway, since we're always sharing laptops, and there are certain things I'd prefer them to not read.

This blogspot site will always be here though, but it would do nothing more than just exist. No updates here henceforth.

Okay so hurry along now!

foot. switch.

Why is it that when you're lying in bed at night, and you're having these (relatively) profound thoughts swimming in your head, and you figure those would be cool things to write and blog about, but when you finally sit down and try to write them out, everything just leaves you?

They abandon you so that all you can do when that "create post" page is open is rave about the wonders of (insert favourite thing) and bitch about one thing or another.


This being one of those times, I'll just go on to say that for the past week I've been counting down the days to ----- SWITCHFOOT concert!

Gah I've never been more excited!

Given the nature of their songs (inspirational lyrics, beautiful music, not-too-loud sort of rock), I think it's the perfect chance to recharge and re-discover yourself. Even better is the fact that it'll be held in Hall 4 at the KL Convention Centre, which means it's small and perhaps it'd feel more personal.

I love Switchfoot. I forgot how amazing they can be.

Their music is one of the most inspirational, not a la Joey McIntyre "Stay The Same" kind of way (which is cheesy when you listen to it at the wrong time of the day), but more of the U2 "Beautiful Day" way.

Their songs aren't as distracting (and not as bashing loud), which made them my most played during those horrid long hours of study during PMR.



And you know what else is exciting? Chinese New Year!

The most most most most exciting time of the year!

You go to any mall right now and the there'd be all the red decorations up and all that dong-dong-chiang songs would be playing.

They'd have all these modernized versions of that "mei tiao da jie xiao xiang" or that "he xin nian, zhu xin nian" song playing. The other day I was at 1U, if I remember correctly, and they played this weird song that was really an English song and a Chinese song merged together.

They forget, of course, that most times, the original remains the best.


Obviously I haven't got a whole lot of things in my life to particularly excited over right now.


Er right I'll go off now, to have a bit of doughnut.

YOU WILL NEVER BELONG TO ME!

Hoo. Got news got news!

Switchfoot is playing here next month!

Switchfoot Live In Malaysia
Date: Saturday, February 2, 2008
Venue: Kuala Lumpur Convention Centre - Hall 4
Doors open: 6.30pm
Opening act: Love Me Butch
Ticket prices: RM120 (pre-sale), RM 140 (at door)
* All ticket prices exclude RM3 processing fee
Website: www.onearmed.net

KL Convention Centre hall is a very weird venue for a concert indeed (not a large capacity, I presume), but nevermind, I'm not complaining.

Can you see? I'm already excited.

Now I just gotta find someone who likes them enough to pay to watch them.



Anyway. This is going to sound so typical-girly, but I think Grey's Anatomy is The Best Show Evarrr.

I mean, sometimes I forget, then I watch an episode on TV and I'm once again reminded how awesome the show is.

Drama, tears, Life Lessons. Every single episode.

And occasionally during the show, I'd have the urge to become a doctor, just so I could have med interns as cool as Christina and Izzie and George. Not Meredith though, she's annoying as heck. Her relationship with McDreamy is annoying as heck.

But oh how I like George.

Then I can have witty, sarcastic conversations, and I'd have a gazillion chances at clever comebacks, which all make life so much more interesting.



This post is so filler-ish.


Actually no la, I just wanted to highlight the fact that Switchfoot tickets are selling out fast, 'cause the venue isn't Stadium Merdeka or anything huge like that, and it says so on the site that the tickets are selling fast.


Task accomplished, now I shall leave. Bye.



(In case you wondered, the post title is very random one. Nothing to do with anything.)

Post not worth reading (really!)

So I just received the most valuable Christmas present ever.

From someone I got to know 1.5 weeks ago.

Everyone exuded so much warmth, if it was winter here, you wouldn't need heaters. It was weirdly unsettling initially.

Christmas this year is going to be totally wonderful, can't you just tell?

* * * * *

My mom is asking me to go for National Service next year. Sighh I'd rather bum around at home.

Okay no. I'd rather look for a job, earn a little money, and..... buy something.

Or I could bum around at home.

Whatever la, I'm in no mood to do anything lately.

Essays not written, cancelled one college off my To-Apply list because I was too lazy to finish 2 essays required in the pre-application due December 15 [too late now anyway (me mom would slaughter me if she found out)], worried as heck over the impending disaster that is my SAM results, and I have a crazy hankering for doughnuts.

I have a good mind to drive off to Sunway Pyramid just to get them. I don't know the way to Pavilion, by the way.

I'm in the mood for, uh, nothing, except go out with friends, and eat doughnuts.

And I love-hate my blog, I think. Right now I love it less.

Simply put - I am in a Complaining Mood.

I think it comes right before That Time Of The Month.


Thankyou and goodbye.


(Having a blog makes people complain more, of course. Did you realize?)

Baaaaaaaannngs.

Can you believe it!

Have you ever seen someone with a horrible fringe / bangs, and you think to yourself, what was she thinking?

I got a hair cut today, and now I look absolutely positively lala!

That *&$# hairstylist gave me a fringe. He gave me a @#$% lala fringe!

Add to that the fact that I straightened me hair half a year ago, and what you have is one of those Japanese doll wannabe.

It'll take a YEAR before the stupid bangs grow out!

My sister's hairstylist. She's a regular there, but it was my first time. And last time, mark my words! I told him not too short.

CL says it's "cute". Everyone knows what that means. =(

I have a horrible looking friiiiiiiiiiinge!

I feel so self-conscious la.

* * * * *

This evening was really, really wonderful.

Horrible bangs aside, I'm feeling very, very contented!

To sum things up, is a quote I copied from someone from some message board -

"I love the fact that I've got my whole life ahead of me and it's gonna be freaking awesome!"

All filler, No killer

Keep in mind, I sometimes exaggerate a little when I blog.

(I'm talking about my last post, and all the posts before that.)

* * * * *

Watch this vid! Funny as heck!



I imagine Asian American parents are more uptight about B's than Asian-Asian parents.

My parents are okay with B's, but I think that's 'cause they don't expect a lot from us, LOL.

* * * * *

Eek, I got the score report from CollegeBoard today. I realize 670 is a very bad score to get.

Definitely lower than the 25th percentile of almost all Very Selective Schools.

So what do I do now? Take the test again in January and opt for rush reporting (and pay exxxtra cash)?
(Very enticing option)

Cross my fingers and hope I do so unbelievably-magically well on my SAM finals that admission officers cut me some slack?

Apply to "second tier" schools? (Okay so there's no such thing as second tier schools, college education is really what you make out of it.)

It is insane that this Chinese guy got 780 for Maths Level 2, and complain in his blog that he is "disappointed, could've done better".

It makes me feel incompetent.

You think it's worth it, taking the subject tests again?

* * * * *

I think I need to change the blog layout and stuff, y'know, revamp it a little.

Sorry, this is a filler kind of post.

I'm uploading photos onto Photobucket, and I can hardly do two things at the same time.

One more week till My Chemical Romance's concert, and since the entire family (of four) is going, the entire family will have to miss my cousin's engagement ceremony!

My cousin's half Malay, I would've really liked to see how it goes, the gifts-exchange and all. Woulda been pretty cool.

I wonder what my aunts and uncles and cousins would think about my mom going to a rock concert.

My mom going to a rock concert.

My mom going to a rock concert.

My mom going to a concert!

My mom has never been to a concert before, if you must know, and she thinks Linkin Park is hardcore and Way Too Noisy.

She told my bro (who is about to embark on his 2-year missionary trip) that she has to experience a live rock show before she dies.

Thumbs up to her!

12.05

It is now 12.05 a.m, and I am online.

I have closed my chemistry books, put away all my notes, and I am ready!

Yeashhhhh ready for Chemistry.

Last time I'll ever have to sit for a Chem paper, and boy do I feel good thinking about it.




Wish me luck turning that forecasted 'C' into an 'A'!


Out.

Impending Freedom!

I haven't got anything to say, other than that the guy in the airport photo in our English paper looks a lot like... Tommy Lee.

Staring riiiiiight back at us.



And that I cannot understand why exam venues have to be so darn cold.

I was having spasms during Physics. No kidding man, (stomach muscles?) was really twitching.
Had to sit on my hands every now and then. It was that cold.

I've resorted to wearing THREE layers of clothing, so you know why I look like a dumpling!







Three papers over.

Two more to go.


There's a much smaller stack of past-year papers to complete.




I can feel the excitement mounting!

Rush

So.

Last week of school next week!

I hadn't properly noticed, until Adeline SMS-ed me just now to remind me to go to school tomorrow 'cause it'd be our last lab session.

Last lab session!

Which would also be my last chance ever to carry out a lab experiment.




I guess I would miss science, but not enough to take it up again in university!




TOEFL this Saturday.

Don't even know the format.

How?




One year went by so fast, it feels like high school graduation happened just last month.

Whaddiswrong?

Okay, I finally visited my own blog, and I realized, the photos aren't showing!

Does anyone see the photo-thing of my messy desk at the top of the page?

Or the orange line-thing on the left of the site?

Or the line breaks between posts?

Or the photos in that "Looking Back" post?

'Cause I sure can't.

More.

More than failed physics papers,
more than the rushing of assignments,
more than presentations you screwed up because you 'umm'-ed too much,
more than dreading Parent-Teacher Day,
more than the iPod charger you threw away and realized only after the rubbish truck came by,
more than your pairs of good socks someone else threw away,
more than doing Statistics in maths.

More than fiiiine, more than bent on getting by, more than just o-kay.

"Your image in the dictionary, this life is more than ordinary."

Chili Peppers!


(Does this look like a Chili Peppers' fan site to you?)

Random update.

The coolest sh*t just happened.

I just received a pretty exciting email!

From a published author, no less.


The concert was fun, by the way. Managed to snap a photo with Jason Lo, unfortunately it's in Anggit's phone and I've problems bluetooth-ing (?) with her.

Because I was wearing the same shirt I wore for the Majlis Anugerah Cemerlang earlier that morning (ditched the skirt for jeans of course), I ended up being the most dressed up person there.
Everyone were dressed like they were going for the nightclub/goth party/bath. (Yes one guy took his shirt off. Yuck.)
My sister didn't help. ("I told you not to wear that! You look like you're going to work!")
Still, they closed the gig with The Anthem, my favourite GC song. So I left all happy.


Off to study now, Biology and Physics common tests tomorrow and the day after.

I'm excited over the littlest things right now. I'm in a pretty good mood!

Toodles, dah-ling! -bimbo hand-flip-

Insignificant tidbit.

Recieved a short letter from ChuanLing-in-NS.

She was asking me WHY LAH I told her NS was fun because apparently you had more difficulties than actual fun, and you have (quote CL) "yellow yellow black black food everyday".

She didn't have a bed the first night she arrived, and the Malays were staring at her "like she was an alien".

She also has an irrational fear of being murdered during NS.

No one else but CL, I tell you!

I'm starting to miss her already.


(Mark my words though, she'll be crying-and-hugging when the time comes to leave camp.)





























































































.

I wanna dog.

I was gushing on and on about how cheap they are selling the extended versions of the Lord Of The Rings movie sets (100+ for all 3, cheap laaaahh), so my mom said she's get them for me, for my birthday.

And I thought, yes, a nice present for once!

Now I changed my mind.

Lost interest in those.

If I could choose my own present, it'd be permission to adopt a Shih Tzu.

I'm not asking her to pay for it, I'd fork out the money myself, all I need is her permission.

I have to convince her that I'd bathe it every other day (this she will not believe, thanks to my sister who never bathes her Puss), that I'd take it for walks, that I'd brush it and groom it.

And I WILL!

I'd give it a whole lotta TLC.


(Um, no this is not an impulse kind of thing!)


(It'd be better than having my stupid cat around.)

Of nothing in particular.

I'm swearing off fast food as of riiiiiight......... now.

You guys, if I have to go out with you, we'll have something healthier for once, okay?

Burgers. Chips. Pizzasthreedaysinarow. My gawd, I'm going to die of clogged arteries pretty soon.

Of the total number of main meals I've had past two weeks, how many were in an outlet where you start piling up on the calories from the very first bite?

"Eh, what to eat?"

"Dunno lah. Fast food lah."

Darn fast food, for being so cheap and convenient and so darn delicious.

* * * * *

I've not filled in my NS forms.

I've not opened that Bank Pertanian account.

I have no idea if I gotta go for medical check up. Either way, I've not done it yet.

Two weeks left.

(How? There's this nagging voice in my head telling me to ENJOOOOOY myself as much as possible, it's a bit like, "You better appreciate your luxuries now, two weeks later your only luxury would be curry rice everyday". Mmmm... curry!)

* * * * *

I'm completely, completely lost when it comes to my future.

It's so easy to say "A-Levels!" when people ask what I'll be doing next year, but um, ask me what subjects I'll be taking, and I wouldn't be able to answer you.

So, question is, go the safe route and do sciences, or take a risk and go for the humanities package, which would include law, economics, sociology and literature in english? Or should I just flip a coin.

Decisions desicions.

My bro's studying art, my mom says artists have to die before their works are properly recognized. She's not placing her chips on him earning millions of Ringgit and purchasing a mansion.

So what if I tell her I wouldn't mind driving a second hand Perodua Kancil for the rest of my life, because that's all I can afford?

I mean, as long as I love what I'm doing, right?

A little bit of this and that

Reader's challenge -

Decipher the Malay short hand below!



Ker Lei and I had a bit of trouble with it.

(Yeah the words in the brackets are Ker Lei's own addition.)

* * * * *

Anyway.

If you were able to decipher the message, you'd know that 5S6 would not manage to get their class shirts before graduation.

Sorry you guys.

We really tried.

* * * * *

Fighter One and Fighter Two both have crushes on LadyLike.

After a bit of (civilized) fighting, Fighter One managed to get LadyLike to go to the prom with him.

During school.

Fighter One is doing his homework, minding his own buisiness.

Fighter Two is a metre away, staring out the window at God-knows-what, also minding his own buisiness.

Tactless Guy comes along and says to Fighter Two (rather loudly), "Eh you know, if you weren't going on vacation then, Ladylike said she'd go to the prom with YOU."

Fighter Two looks at Tactless Guy, all wide-eyed, finger frantically jabbing at the air towards Fighter One, with that Shit-Not-Right-Now! expression.

Fighter One looks up from his book, stares at Tactless Guy and shows him the middle finger from both hands in that very ganas way.

Tactless Guy blinks a bit, and goes, "Oh. Sorry. Didn't see you there."

Then he walks off.

And the interesting thing is, they're all pretty good friends.

* * * * *

Pretending that I have been a very active blogger all this while, I'mma say that I won't be blogging for the entire week-long holidays.

I'm taking pretty extreme measures as a last resort to get myself to start studying.

(Only START studying you know, not CONTINUE studying harder.)

I'll be moving into Times Square!

With my family up till Tuesday, and on my own from then onwards.

No computer + Astro-less TV = Not having to deal with distractions!

I read an account of another classmate/blogger's experience of being alone in KL, and it was really unlucky she had to go through all that awful stuff.

But really, being alone on the streets of KL usually only spells two things - FREEDOM and FUN!

Back then Times Square was our makeshift home for an entire month during the renovation period. My parents would be out during the day, and I had to travel on my own all the way back to PJ for my tuition classes.

I'd always sneak out two hours early just so I could wander around KL for a bit by myself.

I did kind of got lost once, but the Indian shopkeeper lady was more than helpful in showing me the directions.

My parents never found out about my little escapades (and thank goodness for that!), for if they had they wouldn't be agreeing to another week of myself being alone again.

Only it's such a pity that I'd be there to STUDY, 'cause it would've been so fun to wander around again.

You would not believe the amount of time I spend studying.

Nisbah STUDY TIME kepada RELAXATION TIME = 1 : 10

No kidding.

* * * * *

As seen on one of those coloured papers that everyone is being subjected to write at this time of the year -

"Learn to chill la. I dunno why you get so stressed over those unnesecary stuff, like homework and exams."


And during an MSN conversation with the same person -

"You studying?"

"Nope. You?"

"Me of course not la. Those are unnecasery stuff lah."


And he wasn't even trying to be funny. He was being serious.


Ahhhh if only!

* * * * *

For the knowledge of everyone....

Poverty
pov·er·ty (pŏv'ər-tē)
n.

1. The state of being poor; lack of the means of providing material needs or comforts.
2. Deficiency in amount; scantiness: “the poverty of feeling that reduced her soul” (Scott Turow).
3. Unproductiveness; infertility: the poverty of the soil.
4. Renunciation made by a member of a religious order of the right to own property.

This is from Answers.com. My copy of Oxford dictionary on my desk tells me the same thing.

Hahaha, so it IS pronunced POH-verty!

(Manwir is still wrong.)

* * * * *

Blogger Beta now has a labelling option!

The only gripe I ever had about blogger was that I never could sort posts into categories. Now I can!

And the spellcheck is much, MUCH easier to use.

(One reason why you find spelling errors all over my posts is because I am too lazy to bother looking up the correct spellings for words I can never spell.)

Ultimately, Blogger is still the best.

If you're using Xanga *cough* or Wordpress *cough*, come back to Blogger!

You won't find yourself regretting it.

* * * * *

I can't remember when was the last time I did not get a 'C' for my Chinese papers.

AHH that 'C' pretty much ruined my forecast result slip! I memang tak suka.

If I have not been able to get even an 'A' or a 'B' for my school exams for as long as I can remember, what makes me think I can get anything better than a 'C' in SPM?

Or better yet, at the rate I'm studying, what makes me think I can get an 'A' in any of my subjects?

* * * * *

9 days to graduation.

Then we'll be college-bound kids adults!

Till then, adios!

Randoms

A lightyear is the distance light can travel in a year. 'A lot', is an understatement.

If Planet X is 24 billion lightyears away, it means it takes light 24 billion years to travel from Planet X to Planet Earth.

So, what if the entire universe is only really 12 billion years old? Light from Planet X wouldn't have time to reach here then.

Simply put, we wouldn't be able to see Planet X, 'cause the light from there is only halfway on the journey here.

So it means that the longer we live, the older the universe is, the more time light has to travel, the more of the universe would be visble to us then?

And a photograph of another planet, which is, say, 2 million lightyears away, would really be showing how the planet looked like two million years ago, when cavemen rulezzz. If you wanted to see how it looked like right now, you'd have to wait another 2 million years.

Fascinating.

* * * * *

It's a bit late now, but here it is : Taylor Hicks won.

I've nothing to say. I mean, I'm still recuperating from the shock of Elliot's leave. Elliot really should have won.

It was two weeks ago, right? I was studying, then I had an hour long break to watch American Idol. And Elliot was voted out. And I was pretty distressed about it, to the extent that I couldn't study no more.

Yes I've never gotten so attached to a favourite Idol before. But there you go. It just shows how good Elliot is.

Soul Patrol? Bah. It's just a grey-haired man with annoying dance moves. I've nothing agaisnt his grey hair though.

But it's amazing, the reception they got when they returned to their home towns. They were treated like war heros or something. It's so much different from Malaysia, innit? In Malaysia, people'd ask, "Malaysian Idol finalist got who wor?"

My neightbour could be a finalist, and all I'd do is go and say 'congratulations'. No huge placards, no printed T-shirts of support, definitely no girlie screaming when I see him. But Taylor Hicks and Katherine McPhee and Elliot Yamin (Elliot!) got all of that. And so much more!

But then again, there is a vast difference between the standard of Malaysian Idol finalists, and American Idol finalists. And you wouldn't need me to tell you which is better.

* * * * *

I got a letter from the Star Publication today. I got selected for a BRATS camp afterall!

I didn't get the one that was carried out months ago, but I submitted my essay within the last hours of the deadline, so I wasn't surprised. I thought I wasn't selected at all.

This one is short. And it's during the end of July. "Exams leh?" I hear my mom ask.

Bah the exams.

* * * * *

I did very, very badly in my Biology paper. I'm not very very sad, or very very upset, just... a little surprised it could turn out this bad.

I mean, I could have absolutely not study AT ALL, and I couldn't do any worse than I've done now.

Yes it's that bad, what's worse is that I actually lost sleep, and two days' worth of idle-ness (I do enjoy being idle) studying for that paper. I studied every chapter, I made myself memorize the small details, and I put a lot more effort on Chapter 4's Pembiakan.

And at the end of it?
I couldn't even remember what the barisan pertahanan kedua was. There wasn't ANY pembiakan questions, either.

And I wrote a whole bunch of stuff about the ginjal for the glukosa essay question. Then Zhii Yee tells me it's got nothing to do with the ginjal, and everything to do with the hati.

I dunno, I don't dare check.

Oh it's times like these you want to start smacking yourself.

* * * * *

YES! 'Cry Wolf' is finally being shown in Malaysia!

I've been waiting for this movie since last year (well no wonder, it was out in the US last year)!

It's a bit sad, seeing the publicity it got, which is almost none at all, other than the small ad in the papers.

Cry Wolf official site

More about the movie, from IMBD!

Yes, I must watch it. Did you know, Jon Bon Jovi is in it? Uh-huh.

Another reason why I was waiting for it was because it has good soundtrack. Go download "Cry Wolf" by Adema. I actually first found out about the movie when I was downloading a bunch of Adema songs, and came accross this, which is by the way, the type of song you either love, or hate, but when you love it, you really really love it. And I love it, it's one of my favourites.

I stayed up till 4 a.m reading the Da Vinci Code last year, and I was excied when it was about to show, but now I plan on watching Cry Wolf first. So it had better be good.

Seeing that it isn't being much publicized at all, no one wants to take the risk of watching it. But I'll watch, and I'll tell you if it's good.

Or maybe, my head was just too buried into the books that I missed the action going around. Maybe the trailer was being shown all the while.

Now I'll just have to wait for 'Rise' to show on Malaysia's big screens.

* * * * *

It's been such a long time since I've typed anything on the keyboard, my fingers were a little dis-coordinated today.

All I've been doing at home is drawing lines accross pages with my superfluorescent orange highlighter. (It's so superfluorescent, people say it's very lala. But hey, it's orange.)

Ahh, the internet! It feels so "mo sheng" now. =(

* * * * *

Jubilation!

Two weeks of holidays!

14 days of idleness!

Hours and hours of lying on my bed! (I love my bed so much, you have no idea. When I say I like being idle, I really mean I like lying on my bed, doing nothing.)

Another bunch of hours of listening to music, without having to worry if you'd have time left for anything else (i.e studying)!

In a nutshell, 336 hours of uninterrupted 'self' time!

Happy holidays!

Is muh blog still workinggggggg?

This is a test post.

The Big Question: Is my blog still working?

*crosses fingers*

*post*

Quickie

Weeeeell.

So today didn't quite go as planned. Actually, it didn't go as planned at all.

One, sorry ZiHui, guess it was a pretty weird birthday, and I'm gonna say something pretty corny like, "Hey at least you had all your real friends by you through it all!"

Two, it's never too late to say once more, Happy Birthday!

Three, I said "real friends" in statement One, and CL knows why. Lalalalalala to the mumbler, and lahdeelahdeedah to the cari-excuse-er!
(See I am getting more cautious by the minute, I'm not even gonna hint at the Who's and the WhatHappened's.)

Four, Li-Ann said Miss Lina went over to 5S1, and made the 7 of them stand up, and started questioning them about the cake-bringing incident.
I must say, I honestly do respect them, 'specially Ivy. She wasn't the one who bought the cake, but she took the blame anyway.
And Chooiyen, Perpetrator? Busy trying to look busy during AddMaths because Pn.Hun was making rounds around the class and I didn't feel like working on the questions just yet.

Five, backing up what Li-Ann blogged. Yes ZiHui, we SO love you!

* * * * *

Here is why you should never believe in rumours too readily, and why they are mostly distorted versions of the truth.

The Rumour : Ah Girl ("who is that type of girl, I tell you!") smears mayonaisse over her face, and asks Ah Boy to lick it.

OMGWTFBBQ!!!!!!1111 was the reaction.

The Truth : Ah Boy has a pimple. Ah Girl suggests that Ah Boy put mayonaisse on it, because it really works (beauty tip!).

And so, we should also never spread rumours, just 'cause we've run out of things to say and cannot think of topics to chat about. Really, forever bear that in mind.

* * * * *

I obviously have nothing much to write about.

Short randoms

Here are a few proofs why you shouldn't believe everything you read:

- A 'tip' from a househole hints book stated that if you are obese, you should mix lime juice with a little bit of honey, and drink it every morning. If I were 13 and still ignorant and didn't know any better, I probably would have believed them. That's perhaps the most wrong way of dealing with obeseity!

And to drink it everyday, in the morning. Tsk tsk. Acid overdose, my friend.

How can they publish something like that.

- And, taken from this month's Seventeen magazine, "Dump... milk." Because it interfere's with your body's absorption of magnesium and causes lethargy, or something like that. At least, I think it was magnesium.

If my mom were here, she'd definitely, definitely give them the Mom-Look and go, "OS - TEO - PO - RO - SIS!", just like how she's always giving us that look, and tell us we would have osteoporosis if we skip milk.

"Nei lou cho wei bend double, ngoh tong nei gong!" ("Later you old will bend double, I tell you!")

Uh-huh. Then I re-read the article and realized, oh-sorry-ly, it was only during PMS periods. But then again, if I were to "dump milk" during PMS, and you add up all the days I'm dumping milk, I'd have dumped a whole lotta milk by the end of the year. My old back would still bend double.

Conclusion, yes, don't believe everything you read.

If you MUST believe something, believe the articles about how celebrities are never as perfect as they seem.

I mean, I'd still choose to blindly believe they aren't perfect, even if they really were. Darn the beautiful people.

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Okay, I'mma ask you guys for a favour.

If you happen to chance upon 'The Nightmare Before Christmas' DVD/VCD in any of those video shops, could you please-please-pretty-please-with-a-cherry-on-top buy the thing?

And you hand it to me.

And in turn, I would reimburse you whatever amount you paid for it, and maybe bring you go yam-cha.

I mean, it is absolutely my-sister/my-brother/Chooiyen-sendiri's favourite claymation of all time. Heck, even the songs are nice. Actually, the songs are what make it nice.

My sister and I have been going through every VCD/DVD rack we see, hoping to find the thing. Whether we've succeeded in finding it, obvious lah.

I have to say, I AM SO NOT KIDDING! I do sometimes say what I don't mean and mean what I don't say, but this time, I absolute mean it when I say, buy if you see it!

Applies to not only Chooiyen's friends, but also to everyone who happens to read this, and also happens to be, uh, a 'CHS-ian'.

A gazillion thanks in advance. =)

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I should SO be doing the class page instead of writing random stuff in my blog. But I dunno, I'm getting pretty sick of it, especially since I cannot seem to come up with a way of arranging the photos and writing the names and captions that complements the background.

Take last night, for example. I skipped doing math and that chinese homework, because I spent the entire evening/night playing around with the page design. But, I dunno, everytime I try to put on the names and captions this way, or that way, it just clashes with the background. I'm all out of good ideas.

Tired lah. But ooooooh yes, I must persevere! Hahh.

And to quote my friend, "Class page only lah. Who cares how bad it is anyway."

Uh-huh.

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There is a rat in our house. It has now taken to coming upstairs to further look for food.

So we've got to keep our room doors closed all the time, lest it move into our rooms. You know how rats are impossible to chase out if they've set their minds on not being chased out.

Urghhh. A rat. Upstairs. Bad.

Oh well.

Ciaozzzz mah homiezzzzzzz!