Archive for February, 2009

.my girls
February 21, 2009

What is equal to 3 pairs of boobies, 3 heads of insanity and lotsa funs?

My Girls

The girls and me at Palawan Beach!

We had so much fun spending our leisure time, “lepak-ing”, tucking in Julie’s melted cheese macaroni last Thursday and pretended we were the only ones stranded at the beach and not caring for anything or anyone around us. Well, except for an unsightly sight of a German mum who chose to strip down her pantie-less pants to the extreme just so she could get into her swimming attire without making a trip to the changing room and an ugly butt crack perking out from a tight trunk of a gay boy.

Nana and Julie, we should do this often minus all those repulsive sightings. 🙂


.mom hits 57
February 16, 2009

I pray for your better health and may you grow old gracefully! I love you Ibu!


Happy Birthday Mom!

She’s liking her new COACH OP ART JULIANNE and I like it too. Share?

.my bloody valentine
February 14, 2009

What is it that makes real couples in love, virtual couples who got blinded in love and the loners who thinks they’re in love just because the “other half” said “I love you” over the Internet, go goo-goo-gah-gah over Valentine’s day? Beats me. I’m not sure either.

My significance of Valentine’s day is the day to get freebies by admirers.  So V-day wasn’t much of celebrating Saint Valentine, but it’s the day to receive lots of gifts, from expensive fresh bouquet to cheap plastic heart-printed mug from people I care for, secret admirers and a “stalker”. Yes, a “stalker”.

9 years ago a girl came up to me and asked for my number, supposingly for her guy friend who sat across the table I sat with my girlfriends. Being a cheeky 17 year old girl then, I willingly passed down my number knowing that the guy across the table was good-looking. Those brown-tinted eyes, fair skin, pan-asian look and sweet smile sure made me ecstatic. It was love at first sight without noticing that it’s just an infatuation. That night, we talked. Our first date was catching Vertical Limits at Marina Square. It went smooth and gave all his attention towards me. We went for several dates after. He works hard doing part-time jobs while waiting for our “O” level results just so he can treat me to dates. It was only a few weeks later, a chat over the phone on one particular night that send shivers through my spine. Somehow, during the conversation, he accidentally blurted out that he had been eying me for the past 2 years. He knew my favorite colors, food, dressing, my exact address, my routines and other personal stuffs which I’m sure, no other people would know unless he or she is superly close to me. I got freaked out. I hung up and avoided his calls.

2 months had past and he still refuses to give up on meeting me up. Then came Valentine’s day, his girl friend called me up and pleaded me to meet him. I refused and she insisted that I did. It was only when he was under my block waiting for me endlessly that I decided to try and pucker up enough courage to confront him. I never did.

That evening, mom told me someone had left something for me at the steps of my apartment door. There it was, laid a nicely placed bouquet of blue roses and beside it, a big paper bag with a heart-shaped print revealed a Polo Ralph Lauren’s teddy bear. Tucked in between both gifts, a card that says:

I will always look upon you.

You know I will never leave you,

Because I love you.



I swear I never want to see blue roses again.  I’ve never like rejecting nor do I like being rejected. I never hear from him again. Since then, I take precautions on my surroundings whenever I step out of the house. Just in case…

February 13, 2009

I was clearing up some unwanted files on my pc and found this. I took this photo way back in 2003 for a Halloween event. Where? I  don’t recall. Just though this could be an appropriate photo of the day. The darkest day of my life. Haha.


Happy Friday the 13th everyone!

February 9, 2009

25 random facts of NMY

  1. I have a strong peeve on telemarketers and salesperson who doesn’t understand the word NO.
  2. And NO, I don’t believe your products are any more better than the ones I used and NO, I don’t believe there’s such thing as easy money.
  3. Most of the times, the most shabby and torn “baju butterfly” is the best sleeping outfit and the most comfy for my liking. *spread wings and flutters*
  4. My first CD album I bought was Second Coming from The Stone Roses in 1996, which automatically make “Driving South” one of my favorite songs.
  5. Speaking of music, my latest attachment is listening to White Rose Movement.
  6. Recently, I’ve been searching high and low for 80’s Malay tracks and fall in love all over again with my screen crush, Razis Ismail.
  7. I share the same birth date with John Lennon and Sharon Osbourne.
  8. 15 friends and I sang to all The Beatles’s classics while watching a musical, “Across The Universe” in Cathay Cinema.
  9. The first movie I watched in the cinema was Suzanna’s 1988, Santet and the first English movie was Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles in 1990.
  10. I was exposed to watching horror flicks such as the Exorcist at a very young age by my parents who thinks it could toughen up oneself and it works.
  11. I was nicknamed, the Mamasan. Why and when? Look for answer on 12.
  12. 2007, Loughborough, UK. Was labeled the Mamasan when most of my classmates from all over the country made my dorm room a place to hold gatherings from drinking to watching football matches on tv.
  13. Managed to survive while sleeping in a -3 degree celsius weather without the heater on in Paris.
  14. Enjoy sleeping without necessarily using the comforter regardless of the weather. I like it bare. 😛
  15. I still have my bantal busuk till today and still sleeps with it.
  16. I first had my hair coloured was when I was in Primary 6 with Wella’s 9% and tried to pass off as a mixed blood to strangers and at times, it does work.
  17. The only time when my nails are short is when it’s either chipped or was forced to clip it in school.
  18. I was a rebel in primary school and strangely a loner in “her own world” in secondary school.
  19. In primary school, I was told umpteenth times to roll down my knee-high socks (feeling macam nak be one of the girls from a Malay girl-band in the early 90’s, Feminin) and ended up with a ring of “doughnuts” on my ankles at the end of the day.
  20. A few sets of my bras was confiscated in secondary school and was replaced with a biege color lame old bra with no sense of fashion and support. It was against the school’s rules to wear colored bras or one with cute ornaments under the white uniform. Up till today, I still haven’t get those bras back.
  21. The length of each of my eyebrows are as short as Hitler’s moustache.
  22. With the power of rendering and a good pencil, my eyebrows can look extremely well balanced and natural.
  23. I don’t really like the sun, the heat and the sweats thus I exclude any activities involving direct contact with what I had mentioned earlier.
  24. Have a tattoo of a dove surrounded by red roses on my back. Not.
  25. I love sex! Who doesn’t?