D' Senget (with the cun hand movement) & Bawang Putih Biru!

Izit coincidence or wat? Life without one chee mui is definitely different---> boring......

Monday was Shuba sending off day. Klia brought back a memory tragic enough to doom me the rest of the day. And this another trip to Klia in three days also made me conjured enough future emo-ness for next friday.

"Can I handle the parting?"

"Will I cry like a forgotten running tap?"

"How will my family reaction be?"

"What do I do knowing I might not be seeing someone dear to my heart pretty soon?"

It is unavoidable, isn't it? Everywhere we go... throughout our life, we are destinied to meet, make friends and say goodbye. Keep the good ones and chuck the bad ones.

Eh... Merdeka day seems so rotund and mono... Like I give a damn. The so-called semangat kebangsaan seems so distant right now. B-U-L-L-S-H-I-T. Maybe it was never instilled in my blood. First thing in the itenary: Basking and diving into a bastradize dessert franchaise called Baskin Robins 31. I am becoming one ice-cream freak. Coz i had a mudpie look-a-like in Chillis> chris belanja for my belated burfday treat! Got a roxy purse from hima nd jwin hon. Thank u guys.

The senget which i dunno why it is called senget when it is supposed to be The bengkok (the curve) was the next place we hang out after bangsar. This new bar with the name Bawang Biru (blue garlic) isnt that bad.

Am sleepy lar....... Gd nitez lar. Malas leidi.

Twice bitten, 20 times tak serik! Time awareness Vs. Sisterhood.....

and so...

chee mui's goodbye gifts linked from one disaster to another. From a 'tai chau' dinner that we supposedly should be having yesterday eve, we hopped onto dimsum at 11pm. From there, we resorted to mamak-ing at PJ. But the best part was, none of the arrangements worked!

*cheers*

Why? Firstly, I shall thank everybody's co-operation, secondly which sadly is DA BOMB- ariel's mum gotta chained him up for the night. So.., tata to farewell of any sorts. He was soo tuned out to all of us and eventually I got pissed. Thus, I slept pretty early. The day before, I was phreaking high. Hat downs to 6 glasses of JD- 2 downed and 1 cup full, neat. And I was still spinning when I woke up 6 hrs later. Love the tipsy feeling man. DAmn cun~ Still, i didnt get wasted. When else will i be able to do so??? Anywayz, I couldn't sleep for long due to two unsettled parking compound from MPSJ. I told wifey to drive unless I wanna reach hell way earlier than i expected. Then both of us went to asia cafe (where we saw kailash and he called us the sad case ppl) Around 5pm, both of us went to MV trying hard to cook sumtin up for ariel's solid farewell gift. Proven that we were jinxed coz our hunting was fruitless and unsuccesful......... Managed wif a card (and i belif we didnt get to give it to the receiver.. COZ WE BLARDY OVERSLEPT!!!! It wuz 8.15 am when mel woke me up... the card is lying there now...)

BRAVO! his flight was at 9.15am. Well, as pig-headed as we both are, we darted out of the house, into the car and off we go to KLIA eventhough I was aware of the chances of not gonna to make it...... All sorts of thing were just coming and going in my head, memories popping up every seconds like fresh mushroom after rain, GUILT GUILT GUILT, disapointment..... We were resolute if not desperate to reach the airport just to get a last glance of him and a hug from him... Urm...,The driving stunts on the raod should i leave to u guy's imagination....

8.45am- Half journey to KLIA pass Dengkil:

I made wifey call ariel..........................................................
~Ariel has boarded the plane~
(fallling in a pitch black loophole... Stomache churned...)
.....We didnt even say goodbye.....
I didnt get to speak to him at all... not even a word since Tuesday..............
Of course i didnt burst up i tears, one reason is becoz i dun have a bucket to collect dem.. LOLZ. No, i was pretty emotional and yes... i felt myself tearing, roads were a blurry sight... And since i cant make any U-turn, i sniffled and start pounding on the accelerator bringing back the meter back to 160kmph. Reached there at 9:03am... wats the point, his family were on the way home by then...

It was weird how all these happens on one such sunny fine day... We just walked aimlessly after abandoning my car (mind me, i juz parked outside the departure hall and not even the car park. WAt da heck?! Did I look like I cared den?????!!!) From one end of the hall (balai pelepasan dalam negeri aka domestic flights), we walked to the other end (international flights) We noticed that we get one quarter of the view of platforms at both ends. Headed out of the air cond and we just hurried along the coridor trying to capture a view of Cathay Pacific if im not mistaken or misheard wat fish told me few days before.

Within that few crucial minutes before his flights, we were completely oblivious to anything else other then planes. Everytime a plane hover pass me (may it be MAS or Air Asia), soaring majestically high up into the welcoming clouds, I felt a huge stab in my heart... We know, we disappointed him... and we disappointed oursleves.
*sigh...*

At least we made it there... For goodness sake, we didnt even know which plane he was on... but the contentment and satisfaction jab should be sufficient for the temporary remorse that is predicted to haunt me for the rest of the week. After we thought we convinced ourselves, with few planes we saw departed and one of them should be his, we-the two patethic chee mui strolled back, arms around each other recollecting while... tearing... Damn it lar...

Got on the car and there it was playin Ryan Cabrera's 40 kind of sadness... Wat more...? I teared even more.. coz i rembered teasing fish as Malysian Ryan. hehehehe....
Thanks god it wasnt the aerosmith's song.... Phewww~ In short, the whole thing felt horrible...

Despite all the nuinsance launched by he most 2 irresponsible human... I was telling wifey...Frankly, It was as if I can still feel his presence... It was as though he is still around (look who am i kidding?) It feels like we can still holler him for yum char tonite.... YEah. REality CHECK and reality BITES! Face it! Hes off for good. Till summer bring us back together.... Au revoir.

We miss you as much as ur jun jun aka bear bear do, if not more. And we love u too! Yeah man. So much so, we are the chee muis and we are the closest to you.. and yet this is wat we gave him in return...

Yours....
Chee mui (15.15)

dedication to cheemui...

(one of the yum char session)

Emotional alert.. Emotional alert...

It is not new, neither it is a big deal... It so happened that, this is somewhat normal and infact and extremely common gesture dalam lumrah hidup sulin.

Im getting upset due to Ariel's flight on Saturday. I so knew that I am going to miss him soo soo soo soo much. *sigh..* He is one blardy cun fella lar. My dearest friend and of course my lovely chee mui... Dunoo why, he seems damn selamba but here i am allowing the pang of predicted desertion and loneliness after his soon-to-be departure.

No doubt he is iritating at some points, he is just helluva gem of a guy. Caring; funny and he is another person who would laugh as loud as me if not louder; calm, laid back (although really scary when he got pissed and merajuk. the end of our life because every monotonous replies magnify the message of "LEAVE ME ALONE AND DON'T U DARE DISTURB ME ANY FURTHER; a lil too lazy (but that is amidst the point); good looking or so has mummy, shan and mei hui claimed; sensitive nature; another heart-to-heart talkmate, PHD in crapology (actually all the members of the Shakespearian Farm owns a degree in that); last but not least-fish is simply wonderful....

Yeah... probably you are way pass over the moon reading the above message now. Just for once lar. No more after this coz dis entry is dedicated to ur for everything u have done for ur hot, sexy and cutie lil sis. Companion for pool to, ehem... the pretence chatting conver *grins* (thou i never wuz sucessful), to the fabulous and popular Q&C. LOLZ! Go figure!

We all know things might not be the same after that. Infact, it is obvious -things arent going to be the same the next time we see each other. Whatever it is, my greatest gain and gift that we met and now we are a small lil family. Sisterhood aka The Chee Muis!!!! *sob sob*

Ariel...,
remember how it was only the 3 of us who came out and hang about for yumchar and mamak? and how we were joined later but later on we found ourself back to only the 3 of us? wuz cool aint it? Oklar... i think ive mumbled enough. Till now, i still fail to create a good entry for my 19th years celebration on the 19th! DAMN .



Only Love,
Su-Lin (3.00am)

End of 19th burfday on the 19th~

My wonderful fair-tale like 19th birthday has just been smashed by horrible, terrible and vegetable NIGHTMARE! I aint just fretting but I am COMPLETELY FREAKED OUT!

Well, yeah i lost my visa's receipt whereby I might have quite a dificulty collecting my India visa without the receipt. But this is not as 'keng' as dis sudden enlightement and recent discovery!!!!!!

OMGggg... i so wanna cry. I cant believe mummy ironed my flared crumpled skirt (supposedly the fashion) and leaving it look as smooth as silk.... I SOOOO WANNA CRY MY LUNGS OUT and throw tantrums!!!!! DAMN! my priceless possesion and how can she even thought of doing dat????????????? The exquisite touch is all the crumples and the folds.... NOW! its a pathetic teal looking cloth without any touch of liveliness. OMG!!!!!!! It looks so hideous that my great aunt wud disowned me if I wear it. I SWEAR!!!

I cannot belif mummy is shallow enuf to do so.... Mummy mummy... why lar why lar...? haiyo... I almost almost shouted at the sight of the veggie, helpless and hopeless piece of cloth... YES! i am angry! I am angry at myself not to remind and tell mummy wat to do!!!!!!! ARGHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!! I LOVE the SKIRT SOOO MUCH!!!!!!!!! second rank after my hair~ I REALLY feel like strangling my mum now! (yeah yeah.. so much so, a great daughter am i. wanting to choke mummy for a skirt! BUT STILLL!!!!!?????) There goes my lovely skirt. The first and the last time flowing alongside my legs during my burfday... *SIGH infinitely*

such huge regrets and disapointment!!!!!!

Over were those moments of happiness and bliss. Now i am filled wif fire and im buttered up wif layers of freaking anger!!!!!

I Love the way U MOVE

I LOVE MY HAIR!

I LOVE THE colour.

I LOVE the style.

I love the way it falls.

I love the way it frames my adorable face.

I LOVE the way it succesfully attracts attention.

I love the way...it gleams under the sun...

but most of all.. (moans) most of all...(moans) yeaaah~ yeeah~

CHORUS
I love the way IT moves. *dzeng dzeng dzeng dzeng*

Copyright: Sulin HairROckers. *SMUGNESS KAO KAO (cow? cow?) MOO~

Good hair day?

busy busy,
behaving like a bumblebee..

Enough of much comments, contradictory opinions and self questioning, I brought up enough courage to make a change to the hair colour I have been wearing for all my life. I dyed my hair-RED. Alrite, obviously not blazing red (who on earth would ever think about sulin in red? BAH!)

However, the predicted time was definitely way beyond the vocabulary of 'NEAR' because I blardy ended up stoning on the black jet black leather adjustable chair staring into the mirror.... Sadly at myself...(why arent there any cutie or hunks? yeah yeah. eyes rolling), the transformation procedure of my never messier hair... And to make things worse, I was actually pouring my concentration and feasting my sight with the reflection of the armpits of my hairdresser. *triple faint* My attempt on tracking down one single 'bulu ketiak' was unsuccesful though... LOLZ.

Good enough, 5 hours wasted on my hair was worth the while because I actually love the way it falls now. At least I am no longer another plain jane. Coz i look like one of the Weasley's family members now, only without the freckles. (potter's influence lar tu.. DAMN) So, after I go and shape my eyebrows tomorrow, I'll be all set and ready for sunway roadshow and my party!!!! hehehhe...

Only Love,
Spastikated wifey (3.05 am)

Fulamak~ Terrer Sial....

GOSH! I am god damn exhausted man! I feel like horse shyt combined with pig-sty mud and a lil' touch of sinking sand... I dunno what da heck I am saying but.... I so feel like blogging.... I miss bloggie eh! Add on to all those exotic combo... my face felt as if it has juz gotten out after dipping it in cooking oil for hours, creating a layer of plasticky transparent mask. Its shining and reflecting over-excess of lights. Prolly mel can she her own reflection if she tried hard enough to stare at me while standing and facing me!

YES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I JUST REACHED HOME AFTER A LONGGGGG DAY AT WORK..... Been a crazy weekend... *triple sigh*

-23:20:55 received a damn unexpected call... *chockiNG, suffocate, purple face* ahahhaha~ rufio.... my gosh... after so long... -

Anywayz, shereen came back at last! HURRAY! she made it to KLIA in one piece at sharp 7.12am on saturday. Sulin Kaur Sran stayed in her villa for 4days 3nights. lolz. been learning how to bake bread pudding! eh damn easy peasy weasy whowzie! Well, I have promised Liz that I will bake one on my burfday for the SHakespearian farm!! *tarataratartarataratrartatratara*
current msn nick:chef sulin soon-to-be Dr. Sexy Tan!! bread pudding lesson! yum yum~

Sulin is such an idiot. Yesterday, Sulin drove all the way back from Templers park (for the reader info, about 20km away) to her house at one corner of the ulu to actually collect her roadshow uniform. But ended up going all the way back to Templers park forgetting the whole suite. Only to realise it 3/4 of the journey. Can u tel me how dumb can she be most of the time. So, today morning, sulin rushed back to her house again to change there coz she can seem to come into term wif shereen's mum's pants. As it is Sulin's unthreaded eyebrows make her look like a hairy overgrown chimpanzee... wearing dat pants of shereen's mum will definitely transform her to a god noes aunt chimpanzee! WTF!!!!!

As usual, I was late again. dengz. reached there at 9.40 am when I wuz suposedly to be there 9.30 on the spot. But hey! I speed from kepong to puchong in 40min amidst the slow moving traffic man! coming back, i onli took 25minutes!!!! CHEERZZZZZ~~~~ wuz too tired to bother about mata-mata gelap. those dogs are sucha a pain in the ass anywayz.... blah~

summary of the first day: I'd rather DIE! ARGHHH!!!! I CANT STAND TESCO!!!! Mommy mommy, can i sit instead? WTH man?! I better dun try to understand and term with myself d' ability of 6more days endurement and torture in TESCO! will my life span expire den...? im sooo freaking tired... how am i gonna go clubbin on thurs dude? HOW LAR macha? how ler machi???? yena porenge? *smugness!!!! see my tamil is not bad*

ANOTHER SHOCKING enlightenment! MY GOD DAMN PARTY OF THE CENTURY ON MY BURFDAY MAY NOT BE AS SMOOTH AS IT SOUNDS! COZ I DUNO HOW DID I GOD DAMN MISSinterprete THE DATE OF WORKIN! I HAVE BLARDYYY WOrK ON 18th till 21st! FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ and arigato to myself due to the baka-ness dat im undergoing... I feel so shity.... Now the plan to go for P.D Salem revoltion party also gone... to top it all off! i cant enjoy my birthday!!!!! ARGHHHHHHHHHH!!! damn u lar sulin! damn u ! damn urself!!!!!!!!!!!!

Silly sulin,
23.51

joe69 again...?

Arghhh~ blogiee!

"Memandangkan tarikh perlepasan ku ke luar negara merangkak semakin dekat... rasanye.. aku perlu buat sesuatu... takanlah aku nak terbang tanpa sedikit sebanyak pesanan yang mampu aku tingalkan...

Orang pertama yang aku teringatkan... Johan... Memang aku pernah terfikirkan saat ini.. saat yang telah lame aku bencikan... bukanye ape.. cuma...*aku hanya mampu menelan perasan kesalku... mmg nampak sangat salah aku kerana memendamkan perasaan sebegitu...

Apa pun.. aku memberanikan diri... setiap huruf aku taipkan dengan berhati hati..supaya tidak tersilap kata... entah kenape... perasaan yang lame aku kuburkan mulai meluak luak... BABI sial...."

Nampaknye.. aku ade banyak perkara yang belum aku selesai... Nak gi mati ye!? Gila. Buat buat cerita pun tok sah sampai level nie kut. banyak kan ilham aku. Tu lar... mimpi siang banyak jadik merepek pun banyak... Bahlul! BANGANG. BEngong! sial!

now dat im leaving! i started informing most of my ns frens. great. of course first on the list are johan and abg helmy. Johan juz replied me... guess wat? AHAH! i felt very hollow in my stomache again... and the unusual constricted feeling in my heart started working its way tightening the bind. DAMN IT!

I think i noe now... it is dangerous to leave sumtin not resolved. so dangerous... like a time bomb. waiting to explode! I tot it wuz over.. damn... MULANIE! melu mela meli mele!

ding dong belle...
sulin in the well..
sulin hav to dwell..
who can tell?
lil silly mell....

cinta sejati,
sulin tan