Ghoul~

Ghoul~

I am gifted!

Very different from those other lovely girls!

Cuz I come in 1 in a million package!

I am:
LOUD!
IMPATIENCE!
CRAZY AS A CHIMPANZEE!
POTENTIALLY HAZARDOUS to GOOD FRIENDS!

Things that fucked me up today!

#JAM! JAM! JAM! to make it worse! i had to pay 3 frigging bucks and end up stoning in a stoopid unbelievably annoying JAM!

#IM SLeepy... and im bored at the same time!

#Those blog-city bastards whom have got their hands administrating that blog page deleted my blog page! I LOST ALL MY BLOGS WITHOUT EARLY NOTIFICATION!!!!!!! FUCK! IVE GOT ALL THOSE MEMORABLE ENTRIES!!!!!! But i guess... I AM FORCED TO believe everything happens for a reason... Eraser... Memoirs of Gullible Sulin...

#time tells lie~ (i wanna whack dat fella who is playing with the clock's arms!) WHY SO FAST!?????? NEXT WEEK I GOTTA fly back to india, walk up 4 flights of stairs up to my not so homely room, drag myself up to classes every morning... and sleep throughout lectures~~ T.T I can imagine myself looking remorse. slouching... smile abiding the gravity... eye bags dark enuf to turn into a bloodshoot tempe, all my bubliness drain out from me... spirit being sucked out from each pores of my skin...

SOULESS~ I AM A Walking GHOUL~

Last but never the least... I am broken once again... A fort that was once invincible... has collapsed... (temporarily under construction again???)

-Everthing happens for a reason-

"Everything happens for a reason..."

This past 6months of growing..., the above statement has earn much of my faith for me to believe in it more and more ...

-An entry of personal opinion-

It might seemed like it was a minute ago when I last thought and questioned the ever popular question:
"where are THE kinda guys that I had always been wondering all my life?". Strictly referring to chinese guys.My 20 years of socializing, I DARE SAY all chinese guys ive met are either weighed towards the lala/ah beng type or the apek/with or without specs' nerds.... *Quadruplet sighsss....*
Let me ask u just this one question, how many chinese guys have u came across who enjoyed R&B?
Frankly speaking, it seems like forever to even DETECT ONE, let alone meeting ONE.. Almost given up thinking that those kinda guys actually exsisted. Wiped out long long time ago even before ice-aged creatures made it to the earth. Extinct for good. Oh, wait a minute... *furrows* was human even discovered in that chapter of history?

Anwyaz, thats besides the point... Let me make this clear before I sound more and more silly. I might be a lil tao kei for all I know... Like how dailou aka dao yao has always call me. A girl who hasnt seen much of the world yet assumption made that Ive seen almost enough. Hoho! Prolly the wrong-est idea Ive ever gotten.

Coz a couple of eye feasts during the break, hanging out with dailou's friend miraculously changed my opinion and had me completely taken aback! Those guys are really capable, impressive, good sense of dressing, dance like a what i considered normal and not savage man-eating chanting tribe performing ritual dance... gosh, u guys should check out how some people hit the dance floor with the rugby team-the blacks cheer dance. "kambate kambate wua tu wa" *faint...* Obviously fun to hang out with (though all the hangouts are in clubs), frigging smart-asses- graduated from aerospace, meagtronics engineering with honours..but a NO-NO NERD! One or two- charming... Simply putting it, my type. Aint guy craze right now... Just stating my victorious treasure hunting. Dont own them and will never do, but at least I found them. Lets see... if i didnt meet dy, will i ever come across these people to prove my hypothesis wrong? No. I will never know this other side of the world. Posh, charming, oh yeah-DAMN! i missed out the most important thing ever... their looks!

So, well, another experience gained. Haha, wonders of life... A chapter I will never forget...

For now Im cool and good being the way I am.

*Ne-Yo: So sick...spinning...* 6.48 am

I LOVE MALAYSIA!

not because of its culture...
not because these fucking malaysians are full of kemesraan..
not because of many many clubs built around the town area!

BUt because... MALAYSIA has dj GOLDFISH! WTFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF~

Keranamu.. Malaysia....

be my valentine...

be my valentine...?

tonight... i celebrate my love for you....
it seems like a natural thing to do..
tonight... no one's gonna find us...
we'll leave the world behind us..

Come to think of it, what matters most is the fact that not being able to meet THE right guy, having feelings for THE guy who seems to have the same feelings-reciprocal or mutual electricity exchanges.... (watever you name it) To find a guy who is up to your expectations and likes you at the same time. All these, I speak for the single lingham surounding me inclusive myself...

An entry dedicated for the 20th Valentines day in which I am pretty proud to say I am single! Sometimes, I do feel pathetic (dat i have to admit) but after goin thru watever dat i wish not to be repeated... I am thankful dat I am outta it~

It aint about having someone, or a boyfriend, or a person to love you. Because... it is never the same... You feel guilty if you know you can never like the other person just the way he likes you. And to make things worst, you know secretly that you can never ever accept him in your life no matter how hard you tried... Forcing yourself into loving him or make believe that sparks will eventually happen if you concentrate strong enough...? The ultimate answer is NO! It is a huge mistake you are making... yes... A mess that will screw urs and my life upside-down and inside-out!

Sigh... I do adore a few couples who has made it through thick and thin... Against the tide and managed to stand strong... Barely a micrometres away from the declaration of "Independence", yet effort made and things got sorted out... One walking example-my dear dear pseudo couz... (hope he doesnt kill me for this...) A guy Ive known for 5 months (in which quite alot ive seen *frowns*), full of L-A-M-E jokes (yet i laff... ngam kee gua..) alot yet not too much ive learnt from him and i belif he did LEARN a few things too! DAMN U! A guy whom managed to preserved a still loving relationship with his pretty, cute, down-to-earth, hot girlfriend for almost 6 years! I really do salute the both of u.

I do hope to see more couples of that sort... Maybe, the surface looks undisturbed while there are whirwinds beneath it....but as long as both know that those will subside... the key to sucesful relationship is almost within the reach... Wat philosophy fuck am i preaching now, man! damn it!

mite be the alcohol... LOLZ! its 5 am... better hit the sack... good night... *yawnsssss*

::Fear U, Fear U not::

::Fear U, Fear U not::

The biggest fear ISN'T the word fear itself... Right...
Why so? coz fear itself, if not filled with sentiments does not weigh any meaning.

Tssk tsskk tsskk... Gosh, i think im still in the "Fearless" mood. Kinda like everything about the show.. from the idea to the un-chronology approach of the director... Frankly, I have never been this impressed upon a kung-fu show before watching this piece. So, i say-Watch it!

Err... the only slack part is a few spur momenta, I was reminded of medical terms and india... (especially when dat fella gave his rival a palm combo punch on his chest-POW! and.. and.. scapula came protruding out.) "winging of the scapula" wtf!

Anywayz, fear? Fear within ourselves... We created it and we inadvertently nurture it... That is why, overcoming fear somehow linked us into modifying our principle- how we look at life... and what we expect in life...
I fear my enemy with much hatred to win over dat fella. I fear my friends with much dislike and like for the fear of losing them and yet the fear of letting them overtaking me can appear at the same times... Sigh... And so far, I have feared myself for not being able to perform up to my own blardy high expectations!

Apart from that, come along a comical fear- I fear (my worst nightmare) that one day I will trip on a shit in india and fall head down on another piece of cow dung! To make things worse, the half soft and harden fertiliser might just get clogged in my nostrils, accidentaly inhale a huge air and down it goes into my throat.. *double faint*

Whatever it is, once a fear is overcame, another will tag along. Doesnt leave you in peace eh?
And so... a rest back in home-sweet-home, feeling close to my old self since i am reminded of my achievements formally and informally really gave me a huge opportunity to regain my freaking low self esteem which stuck me 2 and a half months back! To have soulmates to boost up your spirits... to remind me constantly (max service i can get is onli for 30 days... T.T) is the bestest thing i can ever asked for... Eventhough india is hot and lively, the vibe isnt strong enough to influence my descending bubbliness and ascending gloominess...

I kept losing myself along the way... It was good enough I held on fine for the first block. Guess i needed an injection of morale. Alot of esteem-threatening ocassions have taken place... Who wuld have thought I was defeated by someone so unimportant and somehting so insignificance.

LET ME TELL U, "I WILL NOT BE DEFEATED! I AM GOING TO CARVE ANOTHER FEW MORE VICTORIOUS MOMENTS in my short term future!!"

From there i discovered one thing that i never pondered on... sorrow is quite similar to a make-belief game. Thinking that ur luck turn bad.. and bad things will keep happening..When I am in it, I am continusly being absorbed into the ugly side of world. Simply said, how a white sheet of paper is dirtied... whether or not it is disturbed, it will turn yellowish over the years...

Oklar, am tired of writting... I am sleepy... yet i cant make myself sleep...

Quote of the month: every second spent on sleeping is a sin!

Dr.Sexy Tan (7.oo am)

Refreshment~

REFRESHMENT~

5 Months....
5 Months....
603 days....
Countless Hours....

IN MANIPAL....

Now that I am back... In my lovely Negaraku.. despite the wheather which somewhat is worse then India (surprisingly... hrmm)

Clubbing in a total different style... Mambo night... *silent scream-faint* Thought it was a mistake... But turned out not to be DAT bad after all... Moreover there is alwayz opportunity to cuci mata by looking at Dailou's friend! weeheee~ ^-^

Tiring schedule.... Arghh... So far I managed dim sum at paramount, mamak at murni, steamboat for dinner, lunch in mamak again! SHOP SHOP SHOPAHOLIC! EARRINGS are getting way cheaper then I cud ever thought! And they are nice too..

Balik-balik dah kena saman! Sial punya si Mata Mata! Took my poor Rm50! Its A 500 ruppeess!!! I can buy alot of things! URGh! somemore can ask me kenape aku punya bahasa petah sangat. Belah la...

And now, i am sleepy... *yawnss*

Oh yeah?! Definition of Sulin?

OH YEAH?! DEFINITION of SULIN?

Ten Top Trivia Tips about Su-lin!

1. To check whether su-lin is safe to eat, drop her in a bowl of water; rotten su-lin will sink, and fresh su-lin will float!
2. The Asteroid Belt between Mars and Jupiter is made entirely of su-lin!
3. According to the story, Pinocchio was made of su-lin!
4. Women shoplift four times more frequently than su-lin!
5. Native Americans never actually ate su-lin; killing such a timid prey was thought to indicate laziness!
6. If you break su-lin, you will get seven years of bad luck.
7. Olive oil was used for washing su-lin in the ancient Mediterranean world.
8. Su-lin is actually a fruit, not a vegetable.
9. If you keep a goldfish in a dark room, it will eventually turn into su-lin.
10. Birds do not sleep in su-lin, though they may rest in her from time to time.

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I Love the 6th statement. why dun they make it 70 years? Pretty cool... Im a fruit? Musambi? Thus Su-Lin is Pinochio. KAKA~