I have been blog hopping ever since 2 days ago. When i blog hop, i think alot too. It just gets my brain juice flowing...
Somehow, i can relate myself to other people's life through their everyday stories and then figure out things i fail to fathom alone...
Also everytime i finish reading, i get inspiration to blog blog and BLOG!! But, (there is always a but in everything nowadays, right?) sigh... But, whenever i sign into blogspot and arrive at the dashboard, i click the post button routinely and HALT. I find myself staring at the blank screen and the cursor goes blink-blink-blink along with my eye lids. I do this 99 out of 100 times i try to blog!
GAWR.......
Let me see, what have been bothering me lately....
Anyone came across the devastating accident that occur in North South highway which took away lives of 3 innocent individuals...?
www.nst.com.my/Saturday/National/20080126080752/Article/index_html
One of them is a girl age 21 years old, a first year medical student from UNSW, Down Under who was happily traveling to KL to meet up with the love of her life... While looking forward for a wonderful summer vacation, her life has to be taken away from her just like that...
*double sigh...*
Coincidentally she is Wen Bin's best friend's girl... He went to her funeral... Pay his last respect and what else is left but memories...?
A few of my friends are somehow related to her in one way or the other as well. Khai Meng, Yu wei and Kok thong are friends with her.
Tell me how CAN i not relate to her? Tell me. I dont know her personally, but i feel her lost deeply. Call me emotional or WEIRD. -_____-
I went through her blog page... She sounds like just like one of us... Doing the routine thingy: ranting about class, assignments, lecturers and homesick. Ever so excited to go back to home land and taste all sorts of Malaysian food she had been deprived of. Counting the days to meet her boyfriend she has not met for ages.
I couldn't help but imagine if that happened on me...
There would be so many things left unsaid, undone, underachieved...
What will happen to my family, my lovely bear and my dearest friends...?
I guess life has to go on for them...but how?
*blank*
Anyways, Rest In Peace Nian Ning... =)
Monday, January 28, 2008
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
Rahool-ed
I got my menstrual today which explains my hormonal imbalance that resulted in my punctured mood the whole afternoon.
I am less pissed now. Bet its my room aroma. It calms me down. Yes it does!
My current display name on msn reads:
"let me be the first to declare dat I DISLIKE RAHUL sampah tong despite the fact dat the whole world adores him!"
To hell with those who are willing to lick his shoes clean. I don't care.
Because to me, he looks like a gorilla. Yeap, that creature with two huge nostrils!!
He probably thinks he's extremely good looking.
*barf*
I don't deny the fact that he is very good in teaching. I personally had praised him. I enjoy-ED his class. I us-ED to like him (NOT ADORE).
But i never once think he is good looking. Maybe he is charming. M...a...y...b...e....
However today, his charm barely impressed and interest me, for the curse of P.E.R.I.O.D (pun intended) in every women that arrives each month with or without warning sign holds a greater role in carving that smile in a woman.
His words were a bunch of jargons.
His demonstrations weren't in any corner of my field of sight as they were obstructed by a pair of flexed knee!
I lost him halfway through.
Imaginations were the only guidance.
He appeared more and more like a gorilla as the seconds' arm of my clock tick-tocked. Started from distortion of his two wide canal in between his two gradually shrunken cheeks. Layers and layers of frowns creases across his forehead. Two flappy ears enlarged even more. Lastly, I swear i saw coarse hairs growing out of his flesh...
I found a picture of moi boy imitating a RAHUL. oops, i mean GORILLA.
:: i caught him red-jacketed before he embarked the swan boat ::
:: swan, sunset, lake and the both of us... (18/01/2008) ::
I am less pissed now. Bet its my room aroma. It calms me down. Yes it does!
My current display name on msn reads:
"let me be the first to declare dat I DISLIKE RAHUL sampah tong despite the fact dat the whole world adores him!"
To hell with those who are willing to lick his shoes clean. I don't care.
Because to me, he looks like a gorilla. Yeap, that creature with two huge nostrils!!
He probably thinks he's extremely good looking.
*barf*
I don't deny the fact that he is very good in teaching. I personally had praised him. I enjoy-ED his class. I us-ED to like him (NOT ADORE).
But i never once think he is good looking. Maybe he is charming. M...a...y...b...e....
However today, his charm barely impressed and interest me, for the curse of P.E.R.I.O.D (pun intended) in every women that arrives each month with or without warning sign holds a greater role in carving that smile in a woman.
His words were a bunch of jargons.
His demonstrations weren't in any corner of my field of sight as they were obstructed by a pair of flexed knee!
I lost him halfway through.
Imaginations were the only guidance.
He appeared more and more like a gorilla as the seconds' arm of my clock tick-tocked. Started from distortion of his two wide canal in between his two gradually shrunken cheeks. Layers and layers of frowns creases across his forehead. Two flappy ears enlarged even more. Lastly, I swear i saw coarse hairs growing out of his flesh...
I found a picture of moi boy imitating a RAHUL. oops, i mean GORILLA.
:: i caught him red-jacketed before he embarked the swan boat ::
:: swan, sunset, lake and the both of us... (18/01/2008) ::
Wednesday, November 07, 2007
2 years already?!
"Welcome back owner! It has been eons of seconds..."
it is pretty late...
ever since Karkala posting ended, I stopped living healthy (eat and sleep wise)
tonight is another one of those late nights...
as i was flipping through albums searching for an appropriate Malay song i can sing in Lagenda (an event huge enough to come up next to Utsav) , anywayz i stubbled upon a video...
A video that stores endless memories...
A video that is capable to make my tears come rolling
A video only 4 minutes, but enough to transport me back to those moments.
A moment long lost in the labyrinth of new events...
My chest used to swell tight with hope and dream to sing!
Sing other than in the bathroom cubicle. Stand on a bright spot-lit stage. Soar along with cheers and shouts from the audience. But it never came until...
Until one summer in 2005...
I never perform a song before in my entire life be it birthday functions or wedding dinner. Neither have i took part in any singing competitions. But i knew that deep within me, the vocal system was earnest to let loose, to let the whole world know what my vocal cord can achieve.
Yet i do not know what makes me gave my name to sing in such a huge event compared to my standard. I am even amaze now with my confidence then.
Now, comes the part which inflict the emotions in me tonight...
Along with a positive changes within me, the video is also embedded with my first ever love that finally withered, my first ever friendship with a Chinese that bitterly fades off... (yeah yeah, i was an anene, i used to be swarmed by Indians, i talk, i act like them. It was a great time... well, thats another story of one of my glorious years. BTW I AM NOT RACIST DEI! )
The tension tug war of the rope snapped. It gave in to the tautness of two opposite views upon our life, decisions and principles. I guess it was nobody's wish. I still sit back sometimes and reflect upon our friendship. How it used to be, how many silly lil fights we got into, how we crawled outta a war field, how one night at Mc D can set to rays of new beginning (i cant help it but be proud to have such story that can be told to my children next time, cheesy yet real). And how for others, an abrupt turn took place again leading us into adventure that brings our distance further away...
However, we are both settled, happy and probably near contended with how our lives had brought us through the thick mist of uncertainty. I just hope that one day we can sit under a durian tree and shoot dramatic speeches at each other again, then laugh our bare gums off into the horizon. Hehe, I still love you...
Plus she always tell me that she never believe in eternity goodbyes.
"Love is blind"
Oh yeah, I am referring to the girlfriend and boyfriend love. Not the family, friends, pets, gadgets, food kinda love!
Now that I am standing within the radius of love-dovey boundaries, do i still look at the phrase the same way as i used to 2 years back?
I guess not. For i believe strongly and CAN SHOUT CONFIDENTALLY that there is someone meant for us! If he hasn't arrived, WAIT! FUCKING WAIT till he comes and blind you with his shining armor! Be it his armor is used to hide his fugly appearance or to protect him from his pussy-fying attitude. JUST WAIT!
OMIGOSH! It does happen. You don't just love someone without the first impression especially look. Then slowly, attitude, similarities, interests and desires will set in to burn the flickering fire of love ALIVE. And lets be truthful, u cant be so blind to accept someone outta your league ok!? So love ain't blind. WTF WTF WTF!
However much i detested people telling me that the right man will find you when the right time comes, I used to NOT bother about the assurance everyone seems to have with my love life and my prince charming when it is MY love life and prince charming to start with. And i alwayz alwayz alwayz put a deaf ear to the Ya-da ya-da ya-da.
Apparently and miraculously, they are right afterall. Thhfff~
So i would like to thank this particular someone who allowed me to think out of the box achieving another milestone in life. Let's call him ermm... Mushie? He ended the curse that held me from the noun, verb and proverb of relationship. It was short but nevertheless sweet. That is to fall in love and go dating while holding hands.
Nah, i'm not talking about jimmy bear. =P (Bibit dun be jealous k? Ling still sayang u~~~)
In a nutshell, tonight's entry is utterly and purely random. Good night.
Dr. Sexy Tan
(3am)
it is pretty late...
ever since Karkala posting ended, I stopped living healthy (eat and sleep wise)
tonight is another one of those late nights...
as i was flipping through albums searching for an appropriate Malay song i can sing in Lagenda (an event huge enough to come up next to Utsav) , anywayz i stubbled upon a video...
A video that stores endless memories...
A video that is capable to make my tears come rolling
A video only 4 minutes, but enough to transport me back to those moments.
A moment long lost in the labyrinth of new events...
My chest used to swell tight with hope and dream to sing!
Sing other than in the bathroom cubicle. Stand on a bright spot-lit stage. Soar along with cheers and shouts from the audience. But it never came until...
Until one summer in 2005...
I never perform a song before in my entire life be it birthday functions or wedding dinner. Neither have i took part in any singing competitions. But i knew that deep within me, the vocal system was earnest to let loose, to let the whole world know what my vocal cord can achieve.
Yet i do not know what makes me gave my name to sing in such a huge event compared to my standard. I am even amaze now with my confidence then.
Now, comes the part which inflict the emotions in me tonight...
Along with a positive changes within me, the video is also embedded with my first ever love that finally withered, my first ever friendship with a Chinese that bitterly fades off... (yeah yeah, i was an anene, i used to be swarmed by Indians, i talk, i act like them. It was a great time... well, thats another story of one of my glorious years. BTW I AM NOT RACIST DEI! )
The tension tug war of the rope snapped. It gave in to the tautness of two opposite views upon our life, decisions and principles. I guess it was nobody's wish. I still sit back sometimes and reflect upon our friendship. How it used to be, how many silly lil fights we got into, how we crawled outta a war field, how one night at Mc D can set to rays of new beginning (i cant help it but be proud to have such story that can be told to my children next time, cheesy yet real). And how for others, an abrupt turn took place again leading us into adventure that brings our distance further away...
However, we are both settled, happy and probably near contended with how our lives had brought us through the thick mist of uncertainty. I just hope that one day we can sit under a durian tree and shoot dramatic speeches at each other again, then laugh our bare gums off into the horizon. Hehe, I still love you...
Plus she always tell me that she never believe in eternity goodbyes.
"Love is blind"
Oh yeah, I am referring to the girlfriend and boyfriend love. Not the family, friends, pets, gadgets, food kinda love!
Now that I am standing within the radius of love-dovey boundaries, do i still look at the phrase the same way as i used to 2 years back?
I guess not. For i believe strongly and CAN SHOUT CONFIDENTALLY that there is someone meant for us! If he hasn't arrived, WAIT! FUCKING WAIT till he comes and blind you with his shining armor! Be it his armor is used to hide his fugly appearance or to protect him from his pussy-fying attitude. JUST WAIT!
OMIGOSH! It does happen. You don't just love someone without the first impression especially look. Then slowly, attitude, similarities, interests and desires will set in to burn the flickering fire of love ALIVE. And lets be truthful, u cant be so blind to accept someone outta your league ok!? So love ain't blind. WTF WTF WTF!
However much i detested people telling me that the right man will find you when the right time comes, I used to NOT bother about the assurance everyone seems to have with my love life and my prince charming when it is MY love life and prince charming to start with. And i alwayz alwayz alwayz put a deaf ear to the Ya-da ya-da ya-da.
Apparently and miraculously, they are right afterall. Thhfff~
So i would like to thank this particular someone who allowed me to think out of the box achieving another milestone in life. Let's call him ermm... Mushie? He ended the curse that held me from the noun, verb and proverb of relationship. It was short but nevertheless sweet. That is to fall in love and go dating while holding hands.
Nah, i'm not talking about jimmy bear. =P (Bibit dun be jealous k? Ling still sayang u~~~)
In a nutshell, tonight's entry is utterly and purely random. Good night.
Dr. Sexy Tan
(3am)
Wednesday, September 05, 2007
Summary
and so, i am finally back in Malaysia after being retained in Ghandhi land for the whole year.
At the first glimpse of my parents, realization hits me like a thunderstruck that they have actually aged so much. In just a year. The creases and lines on their face are more spreading looking more pronounced. sigh....
and so, i have recovered from the stomach infections which made me felt like i was struck with combo of gastritis+pregnancy(nausea la. wtf)+diarrhea+rectal prolapse for a week. Missed an alcohol drinking session.
and so, i made it through 2nd year. I can proudly say i am a 2/5 doctor now. Dr.sexy tan! Barely scraped through (i think) but proud that i am a playful medical student. Proud that i dont study my arse completely off like the majority.
and so, i met Ariel after 2 years of saying goodbye... That bratz!!! It was a real shocker when he turned up in the yum char session. Gosh i was exhilarated. *screams high pitch* Went out for our usual get together session just da 3 of us : porky, fishy and cowie. Man, it felt so darn good.
and so, i was apart from baby bear for almost a week already... Miss him sooo much.
*snuzzles virtually*
At the first glimpse of my parents, realization hits me like a thunderstruck that they have actually aged so much. In just a year. The creases and lines on their face are more spreading looking more pronounced. sigh....
and so, i have recovered from the stomach infections which made me felt like i was struck with combo of gastritis+pregnancy(nausea la. wtf)+diarrhea+rectal prolapse for a week. Missed an alcohol drinking session.
and so, i made it through 2nd year. I can proudly say i am a 2/5 doctor now. Dr.sexy tan! Barely scraped through (i think) but proud that i am a playful medical student. Proud that i dont study my arse completely off like the majority.
and so, i met Ariel after 2 years of saying goodbye... That bratz!!! It was a real shocker when he turned up in the yum char session. Gosh i was exhilarated. *screams high pitch* Went out for our usual get together session just da 3 of us : porky, fishy and cowie. Man, it felt so darn good.
and so, i was apart from baby bear for almost a week already... Miss him sooo much.
*snuzzles virtually*
Friday, August 17, 2007
sense of déjà vu ...
I have finally ALMOST reached the end of the rollercoaster journey of medical second year's University examination.
*phewww~*
While studying, for pharmac paper to be precise, I decided to take a break with the phone camera after being dipped in a deja vu sensation. Thought it would be fun to capture the flash. =P
:: this is the exact scene of my déjà vu ... ::
Tuesday, July 31, 2007
Nico Robin sings
latest song in my Japanese music library.
By Yamaguchi Yuriko
Title : My Real Life
soothing song to accompany midnight oil burning...
ENJOY!~
By Yamaguchi Yuriko
Title : My Real Life
soothing song to accompany midnight oil burning...
ENJOY!~
Monday, July 30, 2007
Candy Story #2
me: why are you puckering up your face? ( while smooching him)
he says: (open eyes and unpursed lips)
to get the maximum sensation from one of the senses, you got to block the rest.
me: uh-huh~ (killer stare)
he says: it is true wert?
when u wanna eavesdrop, you close your eyes and concentrate.
when you wanna detect a waft of an unknown aroma in the air, you don't open your mouth wert? ( matter-of-fact look. *eye brows jumping*)
me: (higher magnitude of killer stare and head-smack *kerrrrpowww*) =P
in another occasion...
me: S-T-U-D-Yla! tommorow test!
he says: i am wert... (while fiddling my right ear)
me: and what are you doing? (pointing at his fingers)
thought you said you gotta block the rest of the senses when you wanna concentrate in one?
he says: (show tongue)
see, in this case, it is different. When you are dealing with brains neurons, the more combo of senses employed, the better you remember! That is why reading aloud when you are studying helps you remember better.
So in this case, i can (continue disturb-disturb-disturb ear)
me: ... (speechless)
p/s: things to do when study has reached its limit - BLOG! WTF~ I am moving so slow......
Sue still hates pharmacology
he says: (open eyes and unpursed lips)
to get the maximum sensation from one of the senses, you got to block the rest.
me: uh-huh~ (killer stare)
he says: it is true wert?
when u wanna eavesdrop, you close your eyes and concentrate.
when you wanna detect a waft of an unknown aroma in the air, you don't open your mouth wert? ( matter-of-fact look. *eye brows jumping*)
me: (higher magnitude of killer stare and head-smack *kerrrrpowww*) =P
in another occasion...
me: S-T-U-D-Yla! tommorow test!
he says: i am wert... (while fiddling my right ear)
me: and what are you doing? (pointing at his fingers)
thought you said you gotta block the rest of the senses when you wanna concentrate in one?
he says: (show tongue)
see, in this case, it is different. When you are dealing with brains neurons, the more combo of senses employed, the better you remember! That is why reading aloud when you are studying helps you remember better.
So in this case, i can (continue disturb-disturb-disturb ear)
me: ... (speechless)
p/s: things to do when study has reached its limit - BLOG! WTF~ I am moving so slow......
Sue still hates pharmacology
Sunday, July 29, 2007
Candy Story #1
i was still asleep when i heard my door squeaked.
it was definitely after 9 in the morning because bi had left for classes the last time i checked... (head still in between pillows)
with the best energy i could conjured upon my 100 mega-pounds heavy eyelids, i forced open two slits to minimize the filtration of light into my pupils...
i saw bii...
he smiled.
i reciprocated with my damn cresentic looking moon eyes.
you know like the McDonald's logo?
he kissed me. i kissed him too.
then i felt myself swimming back into dreamland... *literally*
woke up later and noticed i was alone.
Duh~ I felt strange of course. And i laughed to myself,
"It must have been a dream.A pleasant one. It is a Thursday anyways, his class wont be done till 12.30"
Anyhow, i sent him a message to confirm my confusion and heres the reply:
"Bii got class somemore ler, till 1230 today.. went back to kiss darling only"
i went WTF?
Next thing that came to my mind: it was 10 o'clock just now huh?
hehe... Priceless. Moment money can't buy...
Awww~ Schoo schweet.. and Bi, i heart you.
On the contrary, I HATE PHARMACOLOGY.
It is fucking 5 am. The Zahur musical has started echoing from a distant away...
*yawns*
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