Le Jardin du Tout..

and we all fall down

2008-04-01T22:25:00.002+08:00

i wish i wasn't turning 21 yet.
i don't feel 21-ish at all. what's suppose to happen now? am i suppose to be wiser all of a sudden?
as a matter of fact, i feel and look exactly as i am when i was 17,19,20. even my tits seem to be the same size back then and now.
>.<

but thanks anyway to everyone for the parties and the gifts.

happy birthday me
=(

cracked.

2007-10-29T23:21:00.001+08:00

zomg, dumbledore's gay
and in the most cliché-filled-scenario ever, he was in love with nemesis-mortal-enemy grindelwald
this is so amusing. this probably made albusgaysmut fans worldwide squeal in joy.
albus/grindelwald is now canon. lol!!

*wonders if snape is next*

haha!!

finals on wednesday!!
gasp!

cracked.

2007-10-29T23:21:00.000+08:00

zomg, dumbledore's gay
this is so amusing
ooh.. hahaa!!

finals on wednesday!!
gasp!

2007-10-03T22:18:00.000+08:00

you know the world smiles with you, the sun rises with you, and everything is bright and cheery when a nice stranger returns the library book you left on the bus for you.

and you know everything will go pear shape when there's test and assignments due next week, and you've returned the book you desperately need to borrowed a book you don't need but reserved days earlier. doesn't help that the book desperately needed has a long waiting list.

sigh.

2007-09-20T00:24:00.000+08:00

i'm exhausted.
literally dead on my feet.
i can't even feel my back or my fingers and my head hurts.

uni is rather strange at night. it's all dark and evil-forest-aura-ie

i hope i didn't flunk maths test.

april, and then may.

2007-09-19T23:56:00.000+08:00

for mei who said " post a picture of us!"
we don't spend enough time together babes
i miss you lots!

sad

2007-08-27T23:34:00.000+08:00

jin said "update! read blogs!"
so i updated.
and lurk ard his blog later.

was gonna read this Other April's blog but because her writing is worse than me scribbling on the wall, i can't get the link right. and i can't get the picture of me with Other April.
therefore no picture of me and Other April who kicked my arse ten ways to sunday in debate.
sigh.

there is no chocolate ice cream in the freezer.
april is very sad.

edit: i updated jen's link too

end of june

2007-06-26T20:41:00.000+08:00

it's been a rather crazy month,
but i'm alright now =)
haven't blown anything up yet.

happy belated birthday to bel and mei!
i'm sorry i couldn't celebrate it with you (both)
but yes, there will be presents~
love you two lots.

for those who wondered if i survived or not:

here's what nilai looks like from the bus window..

and this is the view from outside my class
(mountains!! there are mountains..)

it was a rather misty morning.
it's like we're in genting or something but with more oil palm trees.

i'll be fine.
=)

lifeblood

2007-05-06T18:55:00.000+08:00

issalee, vive l’aristocracy :

There once was a boy I knew, beautiful and kind in every way, who came to such a crossroads.
He had no one but himself and another companion, always hidden in the shadows, and everything
he could ever hope for was dashed to the ground. The boy wasn’t sure of what to do, so he sat
down in the dirt and waited for a choice to come to him.

It never did.

gah.
class begins tomorrow.
getting up at 6 am.
i feel like i've just lost my bestfriend, myself, and everything i hold dear to the storm.
=(

no pic-ies. sigh.

2007-04-15T21:03:00.000+08:00

i still have no pictures to be posted
=(

but i did join a beer drinking competition last night
half pint of könig ludwig
heehee

happy birthday pri

2007-04-02T23:25:00.000+08:00

it is pri's bday today.

greatest bday this year.
possibly becos i celebrated it 4 times so far XD

big thank yous to EVERYONE.
you have all made me feel bloody loved and happy and all the good things.
muax!

1st of April and the fandom thing

2007-04-01T18:03:00.000+08:00

Easter break is coming!
and so are the mid-term papers for some of you.

so for April Fool's day, i bring you Fandom Studies from the Dodgy Work Ethic Examination Board (DWEEB)

Prove this without the use of lubricants.

according to esther,
my once upon a time wish is to be shagged before my 20th bday.
tho i don't rmb saying that... ~~wanna shag?~~

thank you to everyone who came on wednesday.
and thank you to everyone who came on friday.

thank you + hugs to the pple who came for both!
feeling rather loved at the moment~

seriously,
the party was excellent in an absolute sense.
=D

april is almost here but not quite yet.

2007-03-25T23:22:00.000+08:00

tada!
the obligatory birthday wish list.

things which i Want but not necessarily Need,
(in no particular order)

30GB (or more) ipod
nokia 5300 or tht spiffier new pretty thing
a newer, slimmer digi cam
shopping vouchers ( for fancy things and other things i haven't thought of yet) or gift certificate/card for borders or kinokuniya
a faster comp/laptop with extra large space for my junk
coach/prada/ferragamo/guess bag+purse
gucci shoes/ jimmy choos/ new shades~
another bear or floppy rabbit or a doll (-__-)
lifetime supply of ~~marks & spencer's~~ sweets ( percy! but will settle for rock candies
a car

i can never afford any/all of it.
sigh

laundry!

2007-03-15T14:30:00.000+08:00

"It’s more than your yamaha guitar.
It’s bigger than SushiKing and hipper than HelloKitty.
And it sure aint no oldman Kitaro, girly pop Kiroro, or girlyboy Rain (cuz he’s korean). "

gah.
anyone wanna go?
er, minus the weird dressing tho.

Orange.

2007-03-02T15:17:00.000+08:00

i will be revamping this whole blog.
er, soon.

enjoy the orange while you can.

ashes to ashes

2007-02-25T00:32:00.000+08:00

in·cin·er·ate [in-sin-uh-reyt]
–verb (used with object), -at·ed, -at·ing.
to burn or reduce to ashes; cremate.

i don't think i can watch anyone burn like that. again/anymore.
crumbling lanterns and blazing fire.
it's too surreal.

"we're tossing her into the ocean???!!!!"
mum actually gave me a half amused and half scandalized look.

so she got incinerated.

farewell.

2007-02-17T20:52:00.000+08:00

my grandmother passed away this afternoon.

I am stretched on your grave.

2007-02-16T23:27:00.000+08:00

guh.
my world has gone pear shaped.

found an old song/poem "I am stretched on your grave"
er.. was sung by sinead o'conner, dead can dance, kate rusby, and several others.

I am stretched on your grave
And will lie there forever
With your hands held in mine
I'd be sure we'd not sever
My apple tree my brightness
'Tis time we were together
For I smell of the earth
And am stained by the weather

When my family thinks
That I'm safe in my bed
From night until morning
I am stretched at your head
Calling out to the air
With tears both hot and wild
Oh I grieve for the girl
That I loved as a child

The priests and the friars
Behold me in dread
Because I still love you
My love and you're dead
I would still be your shelter
From rain and from storm
And with you in your cold grave
I cannot sleep warm

"kaboom" said the cake

2007-02-14T17:13:00.000+08:00

right.
so ends the long undeclared hiatus, yea?

i can't bake.

"kaboom" said the cake.

the cake exploded/imploded in the oven
chocolate oozing out from the cake and covered the oven with chocolate.
it was a miniature kitchen disaster.
the only thing spared from chocolate was the dog.

i have crumbs instead of cake.

crumbs anyone?

Doing battle.

2007-01-27T01:54:00.000+08:00

I am walking into a battlefield armed with nothing but a butterknife and a small torchlight.
This my friends, is very Bad.
I think maybe the batteries are dying,
and what am i going to do with a butterknife?
Where has Courage fled to?

It's a very good day to be hit by a truck.

the sandwich and the truck.

2007-01-26T01:48:00.000+08:00

owh, i'm torn.
like a sandwich without the ham and cheese.

results was a drama queen. i'm a bigger drama with my indecisiveness.
they should make a movie out of this. imma plot, lol!

Gah.
i'm just waiting for a truck to hit me.

it's a tragedy~

2007-01-18T19:46:00.000+08:00

OMG.

results are out tomorrow.

And there were.. what, bodies grinding up against us???

2006-12-01T15:43:00.000+08:00

warning: high graphic content.
went to maison yesterday.
bloody packed, hot, crowded, and stuffy.
felt like someone forgotten to invent windows and air con.

and mel!
fuuh. boobies extra large sizes available.
i swear it could've knocked me off the platform with one touch..
XD

god damn, we weren't drunk or anything.
we were just erm.. frugal/ kiam sap/ cheapskate, take your pick.
all the drinks you see here, that's the only thing we had while we were there.
woot~

this is us got driven out by the heat, the smoke, and the too many sweaty bodies grinding against everything and everyone.
(at this point, mel had became the star attraction. sort off. 0_o )

we were chilling by the sidewalk. curb. roadside.

" kk! marc jacobs look now!"
" mak jay-cob? siaper tuu?"
" orang indon kot?"

the " omg disgusted! skank walking past just as we were about to take a picture" look

met nisa there. yay! like where'd you hilang-ed to?

the car chilling with us.

the " eager to enter the club again despite the heat and everything" look
liang kinda looked constipated and i'm like.. sesat look.

i forgot what this was about...

the stop and stare as the slut walks by look
( i.e. disgusted! another skank again look)
apparently there's must've been more than one since we're looking at all the wrong way.

for every bloody picture.
><

due to our sensible (read: cheapskate) nature, we went all the way back to ss15 for drinks.
huzzah!

the fiddler on the roof who lost his tune.

2006-11-26T17:40:00.000+08:00

FREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEDOM

huzzah!
it's over ^_^
gone, done with, no more!!

yet, i'm still undecided on what i should study next..
bloody hell.

anyway, a levels pics!

this is my class with our maths lecturer and the program director(?)

food was crappy as usual..
and we were squished in one small table at dark corner

toto with no hair there....

the america's next top model pose gone slightly wonky...

a toast a toast!!
" to a levels!"
"to the A, and the B and the C, the D..."
"NNO no!!! just A and B"
"owh kkk"
"to mr SAM!!!!"
" to ms Jas and the trigo, vectors, and integration by parts!!"
" O_o"

Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaamseng!

" quick!! grab the ash tray!!!!!"

the girl on the paper boat

2006-10-07T22:13:00.000+08:00

i once knew this girl who would answer to the oddest names such as pri, pori, pei-pei, babes, darling, and so on. she wasn't jaded because being jaded comes with experience, and she wasn't world weary since she wasn't old enough for it. she was simply partially jaded and just a little world weary.

this girl had a little paper boat that looks as if it could not withstand even the smallest wave. not very reliable, but a paper boat is still a boat.

as she was sailing by one day, she saw a hull-less boat with a beam building owner, a fine looking fiber glass boat, and a girl sitting out with a glass of oddly-named concoction.

" god damn," she thought. "i should've stayed in bed today.this is just too weird."

and then tadah! a Storm came. not just any storm but The Storm. scared witless, she didn't know what to do. there was a hole in her paper boat and the shore is so very far away.

the hull-less boat screamed "hey, kapal selam!".
but not even her knowledge on the physics of fluids can help because her kapal selam is really just a paper boat with a hole.

the girl with the odd concoction once told her "i leave my fate to the stars, the dead cat, and the limbless man"

"that was just your crazy dream like my chicken eating carps!!!"

so she held on to her paper boat, closed her eyes and simply hoped for the best-as-not-so-best can be.

pri hates thursday.

2006-09-21T19:56:00.000+08:00

omg. mei was right.
i overdid the nerding.

lack of sleep combined with my mom grumbling made me go batshit wonky.
so of all things for me to choose to express this wonkyness,

i had to go and ~~crash~~ bump this batty sweatpants wearing aunty's beaten up old junk of a proton.

perhaps chemistry is the lesser evil after all..

ps.
still waiting for the shit to hit the fan.
huzzah
>_<

the stars, the dead cat, and the limbless man

2006-09-18T23:50:00.000+08:00

i think my brain has left me.
either that or strange buzz from maths has finally taken control of my head.

hd un-crashed, got fixed, came back totally blank on one side (i managed to save everything down to the very last analysis on the mating ritual of crabs)
and got itself infected with a virus again.

><

atleast the silly bugger is just running round in circles without actually wiping out anything.

if i can actually map out my brain on a 3-d model, a large chunk of it would be a bundle of mess soaked in unidentified slimy feeling sludge like solution, the rest would the not-mess and minimum requirement to keep functioning.

tomorrow: d-day. maths is out for blood.

but like what tomoko said
"i leave my fate to the stars, the dead cat, and the limbless man "

HD DIED ZOMG!

2006-09-08T12:28:00.000+08:00

ZOMG
my hd died on me.
><
relying on the generosity of my brother now to come online...
*bangs head on wall*

there goes all my pics and links...
T.T

i should be revising..

bat guano.very meh.

2006-09-05T22:47:00.000+08:00

i take back everything i said about vectors.
vectors like rubbish compared to the DUN DUN DUN, the lesser evil..
feels like i'm standing in the middle of a war zone right now.
meh.

pri is having computer withdrawal symptom.
and sleep withdrawal symptom

><
i think i might have overestimated my capability on working like a duracell bunny.
it's driving mye batshit with the many many classes and overcramming.

stupidstupidstupidstupid duracell rabbit.
exams have come to kill pri. with sticks.
it's like a revenge of cosmic level and that is just so crazy batshit.

pitchforks and pri-os

2006-09-04T01:47:00.000+08:00

pri has never EVER ~~hated~~ despise vectors as much she does today,now, tomorrow.
it's like..numbers from hell with little pitchforks and faux fire.

sigh.
nerding like there's no tmr.
><

where did my zzzzs go??
pri is so very baffled by evil pitchfork wielding numbers.

the great owh-ness.

2006-08-22T21:18:00.000+08:00

WHOA-NESS

total twilight zone, pple!!

since mei posted everything on xanga.. so i can tell you all everything's there.
on HER xanga.

since when did you get a xanga???!!!!

atleast i don't look aneroxic here.
stupid cupcakes.

to chee -mei.
the aunty in yellow with the rather squarish face was scowling at us you when you were in a snapping frenzy.
bloody creepy.
you left that out.

the not-cuppy cake

2006-08-20T21:41:00.000+08:00

i baked cupcakes.

that sounded wrong on so many levels.
it's like a disaster waiting to happen.

taste a little odd.
looks a little odd too.

pics at jme's blog ere

pri is feeling rather

taggies.

2006-08-16T21:01:00.000+08:00

i think i need a tagboard.

shoutbox

something like that.

did anyone see this?
http://uncyclopedia.org/wiki/Malaysia

ohk. just scroll down to transportation in msia.
or just stop anywhere you want.

Public Transportation
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! As for the bus here is some quote by Malaysian's:

walau eh, so long wan the bus maybe thay all try short it la - Ah Po

the bus always late wan, like turtise onli. Hayo la - Ah pek

petrol price increase, bus fair also increase but bus decrease le, goverment play play ar..dun play play ar... - Unknown

bus siau siau wan la, come like dun wan to come - mr. kanasai

pri:pft..no wonder why jin and me got lost and ended up at klcc...stoopid bus.

Highways and Lowways (and their friggin' tolls all the way)
Mr. Samy (who is supposed to be in Lunas but nowhere to be seen there, strange) is the one contributing to all the tolls around the tapioca-shaped country. All he need to do is just saying "We need tolls. Lots of them." and SWISH, tolls popped up like toadstools (not mushrooms, because they were all kidnapped to some game with some lunatic plumber in it) after the bloody monsoon rain.

Jam Industry
One of Malaysia's famous side-product is the traffic-flavored jam. Thanks to the local government who molded roads in strange various ways, it is deemed common to find the production of this uniquely-flavored jam at any part of this monkey half-island, and normally between the twin peak hours of morning and evening (which is determined by the position and angle of the Twin Peak Towers on the surface of Earth against the Moon and the Sun and the whole universe whaddaheck). Unfortunately the government wasn't genius enough to think of the idea of exporting this kind of jam, because the only market they'd thought of is the local market.

Pri: owh look at the weird obsession uncyclopedia has for oscar wilde.

Quotes on Malaysia
“Durians are nasty. One gave me a bloody sore throat and I couldn't spew quotes for a week!”
~ Oscar Wilde on Durians, famed Malaysian man-hitting fruits

“Malaysia has only two ministries, the highly acclaimed Ministry of Money & the creative Ministry of Copying.”
~ Oscar Wilde on Malaysia

“We are all in the gutter, but the Malays are looking at the stars and everyone else has nothing to declare but their utter love for this privilege.”
~ Oscar Wilde on Malaysia's famously equitable affirmative action

but really, this site is like..a huge pudding of junk that taste as horrid as....
eh it's just junk. but funny junk.
read only if desperate or bored. not desperately bored tho..

a rather pointless meme of all memes

2006-08-10T21:29:00.000+08:00

The Potion Maker
aprilium is an opaque, swirling puce liquid pulled from the muscles of an alligator.
mabelium is a translucent, dusty green powder distilled from the blood of a hawk.
Mixing aprilium with mabelium causes a violent chemical reaction, producing a translucent amber potion which gives the user the power of instantaneous healing.
Yet another fun meme brought to you by rfreebern

owh.
any poor sod foolish enough to eat anything made by me will be needing that.
heck i don't even eat my own concoction..it's probably more poisonous than weed killer and mosquito repellent put together.

but if i used pri instead i would have gotten this:

primium is a cloudy, porous orange solid distilled from the root of a monkshood.

i can be made into absinthe then.
oh joy. . pri is la Fée Verte .

----------------------------
--previously on msn--

- prÎ - says:
meibium is a cloudy, soft olive solid pulled from the pollen of a burning bush.
hyon xhimium is a cloudy, frangible gold solid drawn from the flower of a monkshood.
Mixing meibium with hyon xhimium causes a violent chemical reaction, producing a milky lavender potion which gives the user protection from twisted plans.

~Princess mei~ says:
aiyo.
we should save this
ahahhaah

pri: potion maker. consultation hours 9.17pm to 9.18pm
~Princess mei~ says:
eh
why your consultation hours so short
ahahhaha
tak sempat ppl ask one question also

- prÎ - says:
cos in excruciating pain
will most likely end up snapping at potential customers and murdering them with my rapier sharp wit.
mwahaha.

- prÎ - says:
see ar..
client: i need a potion tht will help me succeed in seducing the ladies
pri: pfft.
you need a potion to get rid of yr B.O.
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had way too much fun with it until it's not so funny anymore...
but this could be another one of my twisted plans yes?

toasting.

2006-08-07T19:51:00.000+08:00

to my mutual friend toaster.

WE.ARE.SO.TOASTED.

p.

100% alcoholic free and procrastinated since 200X, where x is any real number.

2006-07-31T17:13:00.000+08:00

this is pri's supposedly monthly update but the one where pri kinda forgotten all abt it tho it wasn't really on purpose, honestly pri just got distracted alo..owh!chocolates...mmmmm!!
>.<
fuuuh!! i can actually feel the cobwebs around ere..
meh.
my uber long title won't fit in the title box-ie. imagine that..

-----------------

"what are you doing??"
"........."
"oy what are you doing??!! PRI CHEAH!!"

"pft. obviously you have just blinded me. goddammit STOP CAPS-PING ME"

=__="

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"pri?"
"priii???"
"....oii !"

"what?"

"what lar you doing?"

"erm...hw. stats. kayz bye! =* "

"....."
"minesweeper."

"......."
"no lar!"
--------------------

" owh. i've been minesweeper sober for the whole week!"

" i'm sorry mabel's in class rite now"

"0.o"
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" no mei!! you can't eat me..i'm not edible!!
i taste weird-ish and i'm all pointy and.. and i might puncture yr lungs..or something.. aaaahhh kay kay i'm going to class.."

"you're going the opposite direction pri..."
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"eh girl. you skipped class today??"

".... omg no lar!!! ended early. serious like chocolates."

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"april did you baked this?"

"XD"

"if i did, she wouldn't be eating those cookies rite now."
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rite-o
back to maths.
serious. i've been minesweeper sober since yesterday.

pri the procrastinated.

the overly gross out incident with mel in the pool

2006-06-26T19:17:00.000+08:00

ah yes, the overly gross out incident of mel in the pool.
we were in this pool at our hotel in pd when all of a sudden mel starts rubbing of her daki. IN THE GOD DAMN FREAKIN POOL.

owh you know daki, the one that even johnny depp would have. The layer of dead skin, dirt and all. The blackish eraser dirt look-a-like?

"mel are you rubbing your daki??"

*still scrubbing her daki"

"OMG MEL ARE YOU RUBBING YOUR DAKI???!!!"

"AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"

"MMMEEEELL!!!"

*everyone swimming away frantically from mel*

but that's not so bad...
right after the water polo game, mel had said

"i pissed in the pool!!"

0.o

" 3 times!!" <-- insert extremely pleased tone here

" GAAAAAAAAAHH!!!"

owh gawd. we were swimming in mel's piss.
heck, we're covered from head to toe in mel's piss.
hell, i know some of us must have drank mel's piss.

BLOODY HELL.
thats like bathing in essence of mel.
perhaps pissing in the pool to mel is like water play?
one of her kinks yes?

BUT I'M NOT SWIMMING WITH HER ANYMORE.
EVER.

gah.

commercial break: wallaney!

2006-06-14T22:23:00.000+08:00

There are many things in this world that bear a pleasant scent. For example; chocolate chip cookies fresh from the oven, chamomile tea...and the scent of rain.

Sometimes these scents bring back memories, like vanilla when you kiss, weddings always smell like roses, and aunt Mildred who died few years back always reminded you of strawberries because she was rather fond of her strawberry jam even if it tasted odd.

Some scents are..not quite pleasant really. The salty fishy smell of the ocean, the rather pungent smell of the morning market, the musky scent of your mothers 20 year old perfume.

And in between there is an entire kaleidoscope of scents, neither here nor there but just right.Theo is happily wallowing in one of his favourites, and the fact it's simply not possible if he's in bed doesn't even filter in his awareness. But one must take into account that Theo had been rather pissed drunk from the party the night before. In fact, when Theo began his exploration with this particular favourite, he was too asleep to be hit by the hangover from hell or even notice his bed partner had front bits like his.

But of course his bed partner does.

"Theo, you absolutely must remove your face from my underarm" says a voice that is sleep-rough and very sexy, but not nearly as sexy as the scent in which Theo is currently wallowing.

"uurgh...fucking hangover.....mmpphhmm"

"oh bloody hell" and the lovely scent was removed.

Theo had always been rather fascinated with the manly musky smell of sweat. It was sexy, girls find it sexy, and it made him feel all dominant and manly. So when that lovely scent was removed, Theo was prepared to throw the hissy fit from hell.
He scowled and shrieked:

" GAH!!!!!"

Eh, turban lar!

2006-06-14T19:18:00.000+08:00

i have a new stats lecturer today who's a punjab.
the old lecturer left for 'greener pastures' though no one, not even our maths lecturer knows for sure what the heck it means..
it could be either
a) she was getting married (we all thought she was already married with kids. major oops there)
b) she got a better offer somewhere else.
c) she's getting her Ph.D???
d) she must have been bloody pissed with us asking for more than 15 mins break

pori: EHHH!! turban lar!

nearly blurted that went i entered the class. hehe. i think he would have thrown the marker at me...

so we're stuck with a new stats lecturer who wears a not-quite-spiffy turban.
bloody hell, the turban was rather distracting..looks like a huge black croissant on his head...

mr jas: maybe i should talk about myself. all of you seems a little tense...something or other about the population and the sample.. *turbans moves accordingly like any turban would*

pori: whoa...turban..

everyone had this eh!turban look on their faces during the first part of the lecture..but it could have been the too-early-in-the-morning look or even the enter-left-ear-exit-right-ear look.

mr jas: bla! something about students staring at me apprehensively..
pori:*looks around* nopes. it's definitely the eh turban look sir.

mr jas ate all the numbers and he's spitting words at us. we never knew stats had so much words before...where'd all the bloody numbers go.

not that i actually have anything against turbans. they are spiffy in their little croisant-ish way.
it's just eh!turban.seriously.
how often do you actually see one?? everyday and everywhere(ohk, not really everywhere) you see black heads, white heads, gray heads, artificial blonds and red heads, bald heads, receding hairline heads, occasionally multi coloured dunkin donuts heads.
heck, you would stop and stare if a penguin was standing in front of your door.
or waddling towards you.
yes, waddling towards you with a (insert weapon of choice)

this is going to be a very long eh!turban sem.

omahyra. the epitome of BDSM

2006-05-28T22:11:00.000+08:00

so funneh.
i have a draft waiting to be posted.
only that i can't be too arsed to stick the pics and click the publish button.

maybelline called for a phone interview today.
does this means that i'm going to be part of the shortlisted participants for the dream team?
spiffy. tho i think i may have mucked it up

M: dream team's purpose is to empower young women..blahblah..thru make up.what do think make up really is all abt (or something like tht...)?
p: er..it's really like putting on another mask. by looking good, i think it boost yr self confidence and it's makes you feel good. (tho i think it's rubbish since you are who you are and what you make of yrself.)
M: you realize as part of the dream team you have a ....what do you hope to achieve thru this?
p: (thinks for a bit) i would be able to reach out the people and show them what being yrself is really abt and how you..blah ..confidence..blah.(includes some of the maybelline lines she mentioned earlier)

gawd damned. i'm pretty good at spewing random rubbish during random phone interview.
maybe if i were abit more fickle and more obsessed wif cosmetics, then my rubbish would be more convincing.
thank gawd i'm too arsed for it. i think.

my brother is dating midgety chinese girl.
poor midget..he's really emo-ly fucked up.
but maybe cos this is his sis here speaking.
and you do tend to bad mouth yr sibling. it's like a duty or obligation passed down from generation to generation.
he could be real nice to her i suppose since he's seeing her.
tho i do wish she would stop invading my time with the comp.
one can only listen to the same chinese songs for so many times and not want to knock her down with the speakers.

freaky.

omahyra is in x-men 3 as arclight.
sad..i haven't watched it yet.
but i think you all shud see her album by Ellen von Unwerth
fucking hot (her beau) and they're pretty much half naked most of the time.
she's one spiffy model really.
so on to the BDSM pics!

omahyra and boyd by ellen von unwerth

i think jin must be right.
we're abit off yea?
but you can only muck up so many things.
tho i may be mucking up slightly more than normal.
like damn.
one more paper to go.

wikipedia can bake.

2006-05-02T23:15:00.000+08:00

omg.
wikipedia has recipes.
this is really saying that wikipedia has EVERY rubbish and facts you have no need for unless you're dying or already dead from boredom, or for research purposes..
though i'm not sure why would anyone want to search for recipes at wikipedia..
that's the star kuali's job.

even if kuali's mushroom sauce tastes horrible..
but that could be my er..stove's fault for adding too much of that..weirdish thing.

ergh..back to wikipedia.
i found choux pastry recipe..it sounds nice and chocolatey..like eclairs!!
if only i can bake it without killing the kitchen/house/oven
>.<

pointy sticks of indefinite doom

2006-04-27T23:14:00.000+08:00

owh i'm just sad.
i refuse to update until jin bugs me for one..
anyway. i HAD an outline for this post.
unfortunately i forgot a third of my sodding outline.
that, and also because i'm just lazy.

so here's part one of my supposedly long update.

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i swear the dishwasher clothhanger sticks got something against me.
bloody pointy sticks of doom jabbed me on the head not once, not twice, but..
see i lost count.

and NO i'm not blind. i *didn't* walk into it or anything like that.
i was just er..washing the dishes and suddenly WHAM.
yes. those pointy sticks just came at me and jabbed me.

so now i have a permanent bump on my head...

they are definitely plotting something evil.
like..taking over my chocolates.

OMG. i need a break.
the pre-exam stress is killing me.
even if i'm technically not doing much. or anything.

the dim sum love affair

2006-04-12T23:06:00.000+08:00

disclaimer/ warning:
these are not the actual actual conversation...couldn't remember the actual accurate thing.
so i give you the almost accurate but more politically correct version.
pics can be found in my multiply site.
too arsed to post pics here...this took me more than 2 hours to finish...
*~~damned minesweeper..~~*

unspeakable cherry incident can be found at lyn's site.
picture rated NC-17. view at your own risk. you have been warned.
and just for the record, i like bananas. i do.

the girls and i had my rather belated bday dinner at ss2 today.
oh god...dim sum..for dinner.
since when is dim sum dinner???
no wonder i'm all twiggy..

and lyn...she can't take a bloody pic even if her life depended on it.
55 bad shots.. who on earth takes all 55 bad shots????
no really..no one screws every shot they take.
not even god can help.

-takes uzi and fires randomly-

p:you can't take pictures for nuts.
l:its called professional thank you. you better get your facts right
p: my facts are politically incorrect, you must disregard everything i say.
l: ......
p: fine, if those are professional then mine are godlike.

p:here, let me hold your spoon... you'll ..flay yourself or something..
l: noooooooo!!!
p: this feels so light saber spoonish...

l: ooh..those 3 cherries looks so... -laughs evilly..-
p: woman, get your head out of the gutter!
l: pretty. my head is pretty. with smileys. and shiny things...
p: like those oddly coloured care bears..
l: .....
p: but, yea.. it does look rather...
l: owh you get your head out of the gutter!!
p: my head is perfectly fine.
l: or so you'd like to think.
p: yes, i do think so.

l:-title says lyn's butt hurts-
p: ergh.. i don't wanna think of the 1000 reason why it hurts.
l: no one asked you to. and it hurts because i was sitting for so long, fyi.
p: fyi?? FYI?? what's that? In Your Face? no wait... Face In Your? ah hah, Face Your In!
p: owh, i made me laugh. god i'm funny
l: ....
p: you're not laughing.
l: ohk, i'll laugh now. HAHAHA. gods, you're funny
p: i know. and god knows. XD
l: -silence-
p: 0.o

lyn and i did unspeakable things to the cherry.
UNSPEAKABLE things.
things which, you can never touch a cherry anymore.
things which will leave you permanently scarred.

this uncle with his little boy stared for a bit and walked away v.v. quickly.
ben got up and ran away.
chel's mouth hit the floor.
jme..cringing in either fear, disgust or god knows kinky thoughts.
and mei..she looked like she was trying v.v. hard to not think of it..
jin would be having a field day if he ever sees it that.... that pink towel-ish cow.

l: let's try it with a mango now!!
p: no!! mangoes are sweet AND soft. mangoes are wrong!! i'm part of anti mango movement!!
l: hey..AMM
p: otherwise known as M
l: this is not even funny anymore..

p: yes, i'm hot, like this prawn dumpling! mmmm...prawn dumpling...
l: because i made food sexy
c: erk..it still sounds awfully wrong
l: not with the lyn made food sexy
p: if i had fat genes, i would be...fat right now..come here you sexy hot dumpling...mmmm...
m: are you dirty talking that piece of food???
p: erm..no? NO!! really... no. no

j: if i had worn that ribbon thing i would be so 80's.. like grease
b: that's the 70's !!
j: pfft, wouldn't know, i was still up on the banana tree!
people: 0.o
j: my father said that.
p: well, that depends. WHAT kind of banana are you talking about? -waggle eyebrow-
j: *choke cough splutter*
a: hehe, we did come from the banana
j: gah! i don't like bananas!!!
p: haha, i luurve bananas.
a: lol
j: * died *

salad for my A's

2006-03-31T16:49:00.000+08:00

i think my bday present this year is by far the weirdest that i've ever received...
(last year's was a box of tissue and a plane ticket back home..)

owh, and the most off-key bday song ever sung to me. lol
Not quite sure what to think..but i think it's strange in a good way.
p: *puts on blank look*

class: haaaappppyyy biiirrthdaay toooo youuu, haappyy biirthdaay to pooooriiii
p: *blank look*
it's not my birthday..
class: >.<
*dumps vege on pri*
p: ???????
l: hahahaa!! got 2 aubergines, a carrot and a chilli in there!!
p: *looks at leafy things and pokes the radish*
s: i shaved the carrot.
l: *pulls the carrot out*
eee...so skinny
p: *looks at leafy things*
are there any worms in there?
s: .......
t: don't worry pori. all can eat wan!!
p: uhhh.....thanks?
j: ei! remember to take home!!
l: haha! like auntie buying sayur.....
l: wait.. the banana!! THE BANANA!!
p: *stare blankly at the blacken sorry excuse of a banana..*

l: this is flaccid *points the radish downwards..*
l: this is.. ahaha!! *waves the radish and shags imaginary friend with big fat radish*
class: 0.o

the leafy leafy 'bouquet', the shaved carrot, 2 aubergines, and a chilli (buried under leafy things)

i'll eat my arse that's what...pfft...

the radish. bloody long and fatter than my twiggy arms.

how am i suppose to enjoy it? shag it? 0.o

vege: we hate you!!!!
p: the feeling is mutual babes.

veggies --> bane of pri's existence
i don't shove their skinny green sticks into my mouth, they don't make me puke my guts out.
so WHAT am i to do with this?

the rabbit's dead. (dog killed him)
the dogs are a big fan of meat ( oh hey, whaddaya know? i'm like the president of the fan club.)
the fishes eats their puny fish pallet.
the terrapin is also dead. (dog killed him too.)

wallace and gromit: the curse of the wererabbit was vege-ish.
vege-ish as in veggies in every sodding scene.
Big, mutated ones.
very very disturbing.

just like my present.
very very disturbing.

ooh..sexy

2006-03-30T23:06:00.000+08:00

new layout..
atleast it doesn't makes my eyes bleed painfully..
well..not yet anyway..
changed the whole thing from lime green to orange..

riiiight...
must focus..
trials next week...
*slapslap*

mental.

2006-03-27T20:35:00.000+08:00

you know your mother is mental when she:

1. thinks there is strawberry tea everytime you walk into the room
2. starts groping you and says " wahh..milkbag so big oredi."
3. allows your sibling to enter the college of own choice because of friends and you enter the college of her choice for financial reasons (my arse)
4. buys a cartier watch as her birthday present with your savings. birthday 7 months away.
5. talks to the fishes and treats the dog like a sodding 5 months old infant.
6. reverses hard into the neighbor's car and drives off quickly praying that no one saw that.
7. sets the oven on fire.
8. climbs into another man's car thinking it's her husband's...
9. adds ketchup into the lentil soup.
10. gropes your father in front of the whole family. owh my virgin eyes... >.<

stealing meme

2006-03-27T18:23:00.000+08:00

a meme is still an UPDATE. even if it is rubbish.
stolen from jin. oh god. >.<

One song from your early childhood
bruce springsteen's chicken lips and lizards hip..
my dad got me the cd during the dark ages when dinosaurs once roam the earth..
didn't understand the song back then and still don't now.

One song you are associating with your first big love
kiss me by six pence none the richer

One song which reminds you of one of your holidays
jem - wish i.
but i think it's more of marisa by dave's true story..

One song you like, but you have got problems confessing to
owh...none that i know of..
wait..
rubber duckie from sesame street!!! =)

One song which accompanied you while you where lovesick
one song??? i listened to a complete 2 hr playlist when i'm lovesick...
owh shids..tht sounds wrong.
lifehouse - storm.
tori amos - 1000 oceans

One song you listened to most often in your life
sakamoto maaya and steve conte
the garden of everything

One song which is your most favoured instrumental
bloody hell, this is by far the easiest question..
js bach
suite no. 1 in g major for cello - prelude, BWV 1007

One song which represents one of your most favoured bands
no favourites. i don't like every single song of fave my band.
guess it's just most played song or something..
trespassers william - love you more

One song in which you recognize yourself or through which you feel somehow understood
0.o
wow, i would need to write my own songs then..
sakamoto maaya & steve conte - the garden of everything
that's the closest i think.

One song which reminds you to a certain occasion (and the occasion)
oh gods.
sarah mclachlan - ice cream.
one of my happiest moment in life (so far)
i felt positively giddy =3

One song you like and which belongs to the Hip Hop / Rap genre
>.<
is alicia key's karma hip hopish enough?
heck...i don't even like it..
i just find it agreeable..
namie amuro - i love you

One song which is the best for you to relax
appalachia waltz (solo cello vers) - yo-yo ma
didn't it rain - earth girl arjuna
tragedies - loveless
don't ask... @.@

One song which symbolizes a great time in your life
if birthdays are a great time then it's happy birthday.
otherwise..
ave verum corpus..i love it when my choir sang it even if i'm crapping the lyrics... =)

One song which is your most favourite song at the moment
hurrah for simple questions!
i have 4 actually so lets pretend to not see the ONE song on the question..
wachet auf, ruft uns die stimme - sissel
bachianas brasileiras - hayley westenra
volcano- damien rice
the blower's daughter - damien rice

One song which you would dedicate to your best friend
ironic-alanis morisette (neutral territory)
but then again..we have very different taste..
oh well.

One song where you have got the feeling that no one besides you likes it
must be julie london's cry me a river.
possibly half of the nonsense in my iPod.

One song you like because of its lyrics
most of my songs then..
the blower's daughter -damien rice
the garden of everything - sakamoto maaya & steve conte

....er...
does anyone wanna see my current playlist then?
since we're already so bloody bored? = )

randomness 5.607

2006-03-24T23:13:00.000+08:00

random beef part 5.607
warning: i found a nut in my printer the other day.
E --> depressed and insane
P --> neurotic/ basketcase

E: the world is my potato
P: without the brown sauce.
E: well, i could whip some up but i dunno...i was feeling like a good kfc meal but then i don't want to spend money if i can help it.

P: so make yr own kfc and label it ejc or something...
E: erk.
P: ejs... eu jin's shickens.
E: erk erk erk erk. i do make a good fried chicken but just too freaking lazy to try now. Hehe..and i don't have chicken..hmm..oh well.
P: you make a good fried chicken as in literally?
E: swt
P: hmm..makes sense doesn't it? you're a erm..cuddly fluffy cow in towel... in a nice way.
E: sigh, yes yes..fat cuddly fluffy cow in a towel. But given my finances, i don't think fat will apply for much longer. gonna have to starve myself somewhat for the next month or so.

P: maybe the only person getting fat is M.
E: er. she can't get fat not even if she tried
P: look at T, he lost all his er...baby fats.
E: erm, not really.
P: but she did
E: ya. she did, by what standards? a stick of celery?
P: >_< .... like from celery stick to a fatter bamboo shoot...

E: lols..i dun like bamboo shoots... although pandas ARE cute
P: so are you actually trying to tell me that deep inside, you see yourself as those cute furry things? like how jay used to run round in what ashton is wearing?
(sparkly heels and pink lace @.@ )

E: er..i don't know...i think my personality is reflective of that of an eville koala can be cute when stoned apparently...according to some people la. but the evilleness i put there myself
P: then it's a wombat.
E: wombats not that cute. koalas are cuter.
P: they're naturally evil. they're so freaky and wrong to the point that it's cute. (the wombats)
E: hee hee
mwahahhaaha
i dunno
P: like honeydew.

E: i prefer becoming something sleek rather than cute.
P: cow in towel is not sleek.
E: yes pri.
i know.
i didn't ask to be a cow in a towel.

P: you assumed. i didn't say you were.
E: beefy and soft like a towel
P: i just said you're nice in a hugable way like fluffy towels.
E: what does anyone draw from that?
P: erm...fluffy towels after washing?

E: swt...where does the beef come in?
P: ..........
the washing part.
E: what? wtf..you use beef for washing?
what sort of sick pervert are you?

P: ...........
(how many types of perverts are there? )
E: do you like slap a bloodied piece of flesh against your soiled panties hoping it becomes clean?
P: ......
owh eew.
well, do you?
E: nope. i make pasta sauce out of it. i have no respect for little dead moomoos
lols.

randomness post #3 ¼

2006-03-20T17:59:00.000+08:00

randomness post #3 ¼

b:hehe something really weird happened ytd. ok mayb not so weird for u butthen it was kinda wonky... its like i went to the bathroom ytd nite and then on my way back guess wat i heard?! hehe i think i heard my neighbour like 'making out' [yes realise the inverted commas so go use ur imagination]. total omg-ness i seriously didn't need to hear that.thank god for the music blasting in my room.... hehe but people ere are like so open. the other day there was like this couple frenching in my college driveway. yes the MAIN ROAD INTO college not some bushes.......saddening.....

p:0.o
that's not weird..or wonky..it's rather kinky XD
it's aussie ler girl.nobody's getting arrested fro making out so of cos they're bloody open.
unless yr feng shui very saddenning and u meet all the exhibitionist in the world instead.
if so then yar, pigs can fly and we are both closet exhibitionist(are we??? oh god..)
can u imagine if the world suddenly decides to make out/snog/shag behind bushes or watever it is tht yr brain comes out wif to protect its fragile innocent mind? *snort* we wud haf nothing to look at or erm..'comment' abt other than the weather(tht wud be bloody boring after a while..)oso, it wud be like a bloody horror movie.bushes shaking for no apparent reason left and right.eergh.

*bush: rustle rustle*

p: ooh look.snogging session!! i think.. can't really see tho. dam bushes blocking
b: heck,shaking bushes and flying clothes...definitely more than snogging dearie.
p: flying....clothes??

but if everyone were to openly snog the living daylights out of one another for the world to view..owh with no bushes or lamp post or anything at all.

p: oh god...so hot..*faints*
b: *big huge eyes* whoa.

b:i have to ask wat possessed u to disable ur bug alarm.... considering it was in ur choc i'm v surprised u didn't realised.... OMG pri's not protecting her prized possessions.... =p

p:
my choc was brown
the choc bits were brown
the bug/bugs was also BROWN

bug alarm abit sluggish when fed with choc or anything remotely sugar-ish
protect wat ler?by the time i realised choc bits were bug, i was already on the last piece..
wat was i to do?

option a) scream bloody murder and try to gag
option b) toss last bit of choc away while screaming bloody murder
option c) shrug and eat last choc bit and faux choc bits (the bugs)
option d) stare and thinks "oh god."den toss bug and choc away. CALMLY.

what did you think i did??

same shids, different day

2006-03-15T12:16:00.000+08:00

the return of toaster or the randomness strikes again~

exhibit #1
J: i hate you
P: what did i do??
J you got more A's!!! *points finger*
P: *stare*
P: .......
J: ......

exhibit #2
Mom:I'm registering yr bro for TBS.
P:WHAT??
Mom:Teee. Beeee. Asss.
P: you chucked me into INTI!!!
Mom:mmm....is there anymore strawberry tea?
Toaster:........demmik woman!! didn't you hear me???
P: that's me mom.

exhibit #3:
made it math lecture (late as usual) , had to sit far behind..sigh.
can't see the sodding board as well...

M: 0.o
you made it.
P: ya.
W: whoa. apple
P: .......

5 minutes later
P: *scribble scribble*
W: apple or strawberry
P: strawberry
W: owh.

15 minutes later

P: *batting M away from my notes*
L: Ehhhh!! I don't know how to do this ler....
*sniff pori*
P: hoi!!!!!you saje!!!!
L: *choke choke*
yalar, strawberry!!! *choke*
*dies*

1 hour later

W: i can't see the board. why isit like that ar?
*stares at my notes*
P:*stares at the board*
urm...teacher tembak
W: *stare*
hahaha!! no seriously.
P: urm...
i think because got 2 positive signs....kua...

*sigh...*

here's to chocolaty death

2006-03-12T20:48:00.000+08:00

for some odd reason i'm still alive here.
pri ate chocolates with bugs
blergh..
i thot" oh, hmm there's holes in my chocolates"
so continued eating until saw tiny chocolaty bits on wrapper
then,tried to eat the bits as well..( regret!!regret!!)
until bits moved, then pri thot "oh, my chocolaty bits are moving.."
upon closer inspection, chocolaty bits have legs
very blergh-ed .
still waiting to drop dead any moment..

sigh..mom thinks that i'm a strawberry tea,
i'm starting to think of a very strawberry-chocolaty death..

m: Mmmm...
pori: *stare*
m: is that the strawberry tea?
pori: mom, that's me.
m: no that's the tea. nice isn't it?
pori:mom, that's my body butter.
m: *stares at the very very empty table* i thot i smelled tea.you finished everything!!
pori: >_<

woot!! i have found lolita!! *dies of excitement..*

regarding Mr. Wilde

2006-03-10T01:47:00.000+08:00

the importance of being earnest is a play of mistaken identity, full of amusing paradoxes, irritating characters and the sophisticated wit of someone who’s been dead for nearly a century and oscar wilde was a homosexual who spent his days buggering men half his age
it kinda makes you wonder where he get the inspiration to write this story from..

mebe it was:
mr.wilde writing the play and suddenly
"aiyak. writer's block just came and bit me on the bum. *insert preferred profanity here*"
"i need sex now or i'll never finish this story"
then he picks a pretty boy or two from his harem, located at the basement of his ridiculously large mansion.
several hours later of hot passionate wild rugged sex in the purest form later, he said
"owh! i've found you, sweet inspiration"

no paradoxes or hypocrisy included.
probably wouldn't have survived mr wilde's carnal activities.
or the sight of his chest hair (that is if he had any) .

actually he's quite a pitiful man.
charged for committing acts of gross indecency.
so much for being a closet gay.
owh, and he was seeing a Lord Alfred Douglas who was 16 years younger
when the importance of being earnest was first opened
very 0_o

wonder if this Lord Douglas look anything like boyd holbrook.
mmmmm......

from the first trial of oscar wilde:

Prosecutor Charles Gill asked,
"What is 'the Love that dare not speak its name'?"
(referring to Two Loves by Lord Alfred Douglas)

Wilde's response drew a loud applause--and a few hisses:
"The love that dare not speak its name" in this century is such a great affection of an elder for a younger man as there was between David and Jonathan, such as Plato made the very basis of his philosophy, and such as you find in the sonnets of Michelangelo and Shakespeare. It is that deep, spiritual affection that is as pure as it is perfect. It dictates and pervades great works of art like those of Shakespeare and Michelangelo, and those two letters of mine, such as they are. It is in this century misunderstood, so much misunderstood that it may be described as the "Love that dare not speak its name," and on account of it I am placed where I am now. It is beautiful, it is fine, it is the noblest form of affection. There is nothing unnatural about it. It is intellectual, and it repeatedly exists between an elder and a younger man, when the elder man has intellect, and the younger man has all the joy, hope and glamour of life before him. That it should be so the world does not understand. The world mocks it and sometimes puts one in the pillory for it.

pri: a very amusing trial in a disturbing way.

While spending 2 years in prison, Mr. W had wrote De Profundis.
spent years travelling Europe and finally died in Paris.
pity, meh.

"All trials are trials for one's life, just as all sentences are sentences of death, and three times I have been tried. The first time I left the box to be arrested, the second time to be led back to the house of detention, and the third time to pass into prison for two years. Society as we have constituted it, will have no place for me, has none to offer; but Nature, whose sweet rains fall on just and unjust alike, will have clefts in the rocks where I may hide, and secret valleys in whose silence I may weep undisturbed. She will hang with stars so that I may walk abroad in the darkness without stumbling, and send the wind over my footprints so that none may track me to my hurt: she will cleanse me in great waters, and with bitter herbs make me whole.”
[Oscar Wilde, De Profundis]

red, the crimson-i-live-to-annoy kind

2006-03-08T22:44:00.000+08:00

oh god.

not only that it is red.
it's those i'll-make-your-eye's-bleed type of red.

beggers can't be choosers (though, i'd like a pair of yellow socks) .
The Royal Arsed-itty:
have somehow managed to screwed a pretty black skin.
not entirely my fault though.
i was only trying to fix the blogheader tag, etc, etc
Might try that again later..mustn't let pretty (tho very arsed) skin go to waste.

and if you'd leave a comment, it actually sticks its' tiny little bum within the same page.
really felt like shoving my sharp pointy pencil ____________
extremely GRRR situation.

i swear, my internet explorer hates wednesday.
Taking billions of years to load a sodding page.
Had the nerve to go all white screen on me after that.
might as well had flashed "kicked the bucket. please try again later."

look what i've been messing with lately:

opening an icon journal soon.

can't write anymore...even if it's rubbish.
good luck with entertaining yourself jin.
my other invisible half insists that i stop writing now
to slap the comp, etc, etc, senseless.

Ha she laughs, but not really.

2006-02-28T22:01:00.000+08:00

Need to convince mom to get a sodding electric water heater.
A.S.A.P.

i don't really fancy getting my buttocks wet in a bloody cold morning...

but i don't fancy smelling like a grubby thing for the rest of the day either.

The solar panel water heater is ancient. So ancient that sometimes you doubt whether you actually have any water heater (solar panel or not) in the house.
At one time, i remember having hot water any time of the day.
but looking at the present situation, i sometimes wonder if all those were merely a figment of my random imagination which was probably brought on by the lack of luxury bathing in hot water that doesn't come from a kettle.

Owh and the sun is like a menopausal women. Wickedly insane and driving me batty. You can't tell whether there is hot water for your 3 o'clock bath. Probably would yell at the clouds for blocking it's glorious rays of absolute hotness from reaching my twat of a solar panel if possible.

I think i need to go bash my head on the nearest wall.
Ha.

Skeptics and true believers

2006-02-26T02:57:00.000+08:00

Haha..maybe it's just me being naive. Or possibly bloody optimistic.
Just like how i used to think that if i'd sit still quietly,
perhaps i could ask for a new bear. One with a spiffy pink bow.
Just like how i used to believe that if there was a pretty rainbow in the sky, it's going to be a great day
or like how any 5 year old would think that when they're all grown up, they would find a fairy tale ending like rapunzel.

Rainbow don't mean that my days are perfect. They're there because of light refraction.
And rapunzel was booted out of tower, with no pretty dresses to wear and a disastrous hairdo.
Heck, she had to wonder around, living like some dirt.
I think I'd prefer a warm cozy tower anytime.. (not the point here pori!)

No, I didn't get a bear with a spiffy pink bow.
I got a spiffy pink rabbit though...and it's still here.

So poke me or jab me and call me selfless idiot.
Yes darl *insert name*, it's my happiness we're talking about, as you put it.
But because it's mine, don't you think I should decide how i wanted it?
(like eggs...half boiled please. or my brain...they're half boiled too, i suppose)

Hm..the point is i can't be picking my "happiness" over yours.
*insert eye-rolling here*
You still following me or have I lost you?
Lolsies. Maybe you wouldn't mind. I mean,look at you.
You're perfectly happy now right? I'm glad. Really
Don't think that I don't know what you're trying to do here. You're spreading the HAPPY, like spreading raspberry jam on a bread. Isn't that why you're telling me to go for it? Hah. Told you.

It's an outright betrayal, I tell you.
You don't think so? *snort*
Of course, you don't think so. I gave you a Half Baked Version didn't i?
Well, that's what I'd like to think.

So.....what's biting you up the arse lately ?
=p

--------------------------------------------------------------

Would you believe me if I said I didn't need you,
'cause I wouldn't believe you if you said the same to me.
Near death, last breath, and barely hanging on.
Would you believe me if I said I didn't need you?

Skeptics And True Believers,
- The Academy Is... -

Homing Pigeons

2006-02-26T02:24:00.000+08:00

Homing Pigeons

Where do you take me, my love,
away from my parents
From my trees, from my little bed,
and from myboredom,
From my mirrors, from my moon,
from the closet of my life...
from my shyness?

-Mahmoud Darwish-

pfft...i wish i knew the full poem...

god save the pori

2006-02-20T23:25:00.000+08:00

AS.. god damn you!!

blegh...
i think i've studied enough to cause permanent brain damage to a 9 year old kiddy..
A sodding 9 year old, damn it!!

It's like up til here *points to several inches above my head*
and i'm still stuffing more.

my poor poor brain!
what have they done to you??!

pfft..

god help those fucked up kids...

yet another bout of randomness

2006-02-19T01:29:00.000+08:00

muahaha!!
i have finally fixed the comments thingy
(since i don't know what to call it, let's leave it as the comments thingy)

so leave a bloody comment all you stalkers..
why not leave more than one while you're at it??
then again, i could be talking to there wall here...
(let there be blog stalkers!!)

lolsies..
XD

case study of random useless chatter.

2006-02-17T23:09:00.000+08:00

happy b'day pri's blog!!
one year and i only have a total of 11 posts...
amazing.
>.<

torino winter olmpics: ice skating event
men in tights..
owh-ness

ice skating looks like ballet on ice minus the faux-gliding with toes..
another owh-ness

ahaha... Johnny Weir, american bloke in tights, men free skating event..
very yummy..
very...er..beautiful..yes.i think.. (his performance you dolts..though he is rather hot)
such enticing moves too XD
very vey edible.. ohoho...

ohk ohk done drooling..
anyway, i actually thot that he was a lady..that guy's bloody feminine.. 0.o
besides...it was a rather stunning performance..did anyone watch?
163 points yar?

ahh..i still no idea how to tweak the comments thingy..sigh..

how the bloody hell do you use radioblog??
and why does the music cuts off half way...

tori amos ish yummy today

-sleeps with butterflies-

Airplanes
Take you away again
Are you flying
Above where we live
Then I look up a glare in my eyes
Are you having regrets about last night
I'm not but I like rivers that rush in
So then I dove in
Is there trouble ahead
For you the acrobat
I won't push you unless you have a net

You say the word
You know I will find you
Or if you need some time
I don't mind I don't hold on
To the tail of your kite
I'm not like the girls that you've known
But I believe I'm worth coming home to
Kiss away night
This girl only sleeps with butterflies
With butterflies
So go on and fly then boy

Balloons
Look good from on the ground
I fear with pins and needles around
We may fall then stumble
Upon a carousel
It could take us anywhere

I'm not like the girls that you've known
But I believe I'm worth coming home to
Kiss away night
This girl only sleeps with butterflies
With butterflies

pri and the cardboard boxes

2006-02-17T00:23:00.000+08:00

Otherwise known as pri and the perfect day that went down the drain after 3pm..

pri was having her breakfast ( leave my blueberry danish alone!!! i have a bright pink pen and i WILL jab you in the eye with it!!) today at starbucks when this __ pple came over chucked a form at her and snapped her pic for their ambassador hunt..

( __: pri doesn't wants you to know...yet.)

pri went all "eep!! wait..i'm wearing my i-just-woke-up-leave-my-breakfast-alone!! look... aargh!! woman if you're gonna take a extremely bad shot of me then u can just @#$%@!!" but since pri's an arse, she just said ok ( the faster we do this the sooner i can get back to my danish.. mmm.. *insert weird thots here* ) cos no didn't work...sighs..

but then this table next to pri (occupied by a gaggle of girls flakier than snowflakes could ever hope to be) went all giggly, gossipy and dumb blonde on each other..(and if pri wasn't a girl she wouldn't have believed that girls could be capable of that ) just deciding which one of their gaggle/pack/flock should have their picture taken..and all of a sudden one them called her own friend ugly..well if she was ugly then i would look worse than my dog's chew toy and i'll have you know that the chew toy has definitely seen better days..

So as bel put it..i entered a thingy...looking as plain as a red plastic pail. gah.

right and this is where the perfect day went down the drain.
put on your seat belts pple. safety helmets are on your right..

pri got caught in this mad thunderstorm... this tree fell and it caused a massive jam ( there were 2 cars trapped underneath) ...it was bad enough that it was raining bloody heavily like there's no tomorrow and all of a sudden pri thinks it start hailstorming cos there were thingies falling from the sky (heck where else would they fall from? your crack?? maybe you need to get laid by the potato of impending doom.. ) and hitting the car with lots of loud ' thunks'.

then pri thinks that god must have been dead bored or she must have done something really wrong (like kicking puppies though i did nothing of that sort..fuzzy things are friends ) cos her viper decided to die on her the very minute the wind brought much more rain than anyone could ever imagine ( pple from those 10 years drought inflicted lands would've danced for joy butt naked in the mud...ooh kinky..) so pri was left with 0.45 % visibility.
actually pri couldn't see nuts even if the nut were as tall as zhao, prancing about in a bloody-omfg-it's-so-neon-pink thong right in front of her (sorry zhao.).

so pri went to class drenched like some river creature...owh wait,not dramatic enough.. drenched as in who-dragged-in-the-drowned-cat drench. even paddington wasn't this soaked and heck, that bear frolic around under the rain, joyfully jumping into puddles, no?

and while she was walking to her bleeding car so she can go home and throw a hissy fit, this heap of refrigerator cardboard boxes nearly made a mush out of pri. (okay maybe not a mush but she'd still be squished....a highly undignified end to pri's life.. pfft )

neat day, no? it has almost more drama than desperate housewives..

thank god pri didn't throw a hissy fit.
hallelujah.

(edit: i think i've retyped this about 7 times now..bloody blogspot.. wtf?? )

say good bye

2006-02-13T23:31:00.000+08:00

i can't say good bye three times..that's just three times too many.
saying good bye three times is miserable..i feel miserable..
miserable when you know that there won't be anyone there to feed you coco pops in the morning, that there's no one to go yam cha and movies with, no one to dance with you or even have dinner with you.
it feels as if part of my world and part of my safety net got ripped away.
torn, snatched, gone with wind. sigh.
good byes are too final.
so i can't say good bye three times, but i can say all the best, i'll miss you. because i want to.
and you can't make me say good bye three times. so there.

pri thinks lifehouse is brilliant..

lifehouse- storm

how long have i been in this storm?
So overwhelmed by the oceans shapeless form.
The waters getting harder to tread
With these waves crashing over my head.

Chorus:if i could just see you everything would be alright.
If i could see you the darkness would turn to light
And i will walk on water, and you will catch me if i fall,
And i will get lost into your eyes
And everything will be alright, and everything will be alright.

I know you didn't bring me out here to drown,
So why am i ten feet under and upside down.
Barely surviving has become my purpose
'cause i'm so used to living underneath the surface.

Chorus
And i will walk on water and you will catch me if i fall
And i will get lost into your eyes
And everything will be alright
And everything will be alright.

potatoes and pori

2006-02-11T01:16:00.000+08:00

jem - wish i

Baby, you're sailing today
Baby, you're sailing away
Sugar, wish I could go too
But honey you know
I'm happy for you

Wish I, I wish I, I wish I
Wish I was going too

Baby, your ship has come in
Baby, adventures will begin
Sugar, don't you worry 'bout me
Coz honey you know
Want you to be happy

Wish I, I wish I, I wish I
Wish I was going too

But if you find that you don't like it
That the people there aren't inviting
Or that city life is too frightening
Won't you come home
But if you find that you don't like it
That the people there aren't inviting
Or that city life is too frightening
Won't you come home
Please come home

Wish I, I wish I, I wish I
Wish I was going too
Wish I, I wish I, I wish I
Wish I was going too

hmm yar..wish i was going as well.
i think i'll change my templates soon..
*shrugs*

procrastination in progress

2005-12-23T01:50:00.000+08:00

pri's top ten reasons for not updating.
or otherwise known as why you never ask pori strange questions for she would only give you stranger answers which for all we know, could be annoyingly disturbing to the younger audience and also people who do not come prepared with a pori dictionary

10. toaster burned a few wires
9. her muses died shortly after after that.
8. ______ _______ snatched whatever free time she had left.
7. busy being sesat while taking the train (and not necessarily arriving at the initially decided
destination...)
6. pri + typo = pori
pri + comatosed = pori
therefore, pori = pri + comatosed
5. the mad mad car was pms-ing at pori (formally known as pri)
4. workload was also pms-ing at pori ( 0.o )
3. typo's were running amok
2. DotA persuaded pri's classmates to kidnap pori (say what??)
1.the flying spaghetti monsterism.

The ever reigning queen of the yaoiland, lemonie lord of the nononots from the east side of gogoyaoi,
--pri--

The end.

mr. depp screams "ravish me"

2005-08-15T23:49:00.000+08:00

oh crap. semester break.girl on hols. pri on hols.pri brain dead.oh crap.

this is SO not what i planned for my holiday.goddammit i had GREAT plans!! see that?? great emphasis on GREAT plans. semester breaks should be all shopping with unlimited cash flow from the great bank of daddy's pocket, movies (johnny depp!! so hot..heck that guy has a blardy blinking sign that screams 'ravish me.NOW.'), the beach, chocolates, and all things holiday-ie!

but nooooo! of all things holiday-ish sacred, i rot and waste daylight..not that rotting is a bad idea but i rot even when it's not a holiday so rotting doesn't count as holiday-ish.oh ya..i'm ranting too.on the 1st day of my hols!!! this is ridiculous.

arg!! you're not suppose to be dead bored on your holiday!! but my plan looks shitty from where i'm sitting.hmm..
1.watch anime
2.watch anime??
3. .......oh gods....

there you have it.even the lemons can't save it.turned my brain into mush. dam the 127 pages of lemon.it's like a blardy mini novel..and dang it has a sequel...i SO do not want to spend my hols staring at the screen..see..even the comp doesn't want me there..stupid flickering screen.

sigh...even toaster has kinda fried all its circuit.see...toaster dead... *pokes toaster* moose rolled over and died 5 minutes ago...at the end of the hols i'll probably be like "huh?centri-what force?wait..do i know you???"

ohoho...must watch willy wonka...such a droolable show..chocolates,sweets, colourful sets, johnny depp, johnny depp and chocolate. i swear, that show definitely screams ' come eat me.or eat mr depp.'
mmm...it's a crime for hot guy and chocolate to be together!!heck..it's a crime for mr. depp to be that edible..

goddammit!! i demand that my holidays be exciting and thrilling!!! i want some action and i want them now!!
*pouts and waits for action to roll by*
so...where's mr. depp???and my action!!
*scowls*

i'm sorry you pple had to read this..this is a very bad post.bad bad post.silly pri.brain = mush. tata. 127 pages lemon screams.

the underwear incident

2005-08-06T20:40:00.000+08:00

warning: don't shoot the toaster.

3 years ago:
pri went into a renoma underwear shop to buy red *ehem* underwear for a friend's birthday
pri: i was forced!!
toaster: .....
so anyway, she went in screaming "omgomgomgomgomg..." and came out several minutes later still screaming "omgomgomgomgomg...". plus, she came out of the shop as red as the underwear she bought. not only that, she had bought the wrong size for her friend..
pri: aaack!! stop!stop!

after that, she swore never to enter a men's underwear shop ever again until she can finally stop screaming "omgomgomgomgomg ..." everytime she walks past one.

3 years later or yesterday:

pri got dragged into the shop (minus the kicking and screaming because she didn't even realize she was in the red zone) by her aunty who wanted to buy some undies for her god knows which boyfriend.
when she finally realize where on earth she is ( which is in the middle of the shop surrounded by rows after rows of hot sexy macho sweaty bodied with mind blowing muscles CK underwear models)

she screamed (not really..) " OMFG!!!!aaaaack!! my eyes!!!". guess what? she didn't scream because the models were hot sexy macho sweaty bodied with mind blowing muscles models...she screamed because she, so happened 'accidentally' looked at this certain area on most of the boxes which instantly caused this really bizarre reaction that somehow managed to lead to pri's brain melting into a puddle of goo.
and if anyone's wondering if her aunty said anything about this, no she was too busy stretching those undies and comparing one undies to the other while pri was comparing one box the the next and the next and....

anyway 15 minutes later, our 'lovable darling'..
toaster: are you sure? only bel would refer to her as that...
pri: shuddup

..finally stop screaming "omgomgomg.." like a blardy headless chicken. instead she was grinning the 'omglemon!' grin.

pri: abso-blardy-lutely not my fault.

uh huh..so only toaster
toaster: and god
...and god would know what exactly it is that went through her head at that moment. anyway, a sudden random thought hit our 'lovable darling' like a 20 ton chocolate brick with crap fillings and colourful crap sprinkles on the top. what is this sudden random thought you ask?

toaster: she finally realize that her aunty is definitely not a sweet innocent virgin anymore if she actually knows what size to buy.
pri: reality came crashing down on me a like blardy tsunami....oh god..

yes, so they finally left the shop 30 minutes later with pri's brain melted into nothing but a plie of nasty goo..oh look! there goes all the facts she studied for her exam..
pri: omg...they're flying!! you can actually see their wings..
toaster: ...........

looks like 3 years is not enough for pri to er....
pri: *death glare which had just froze the eternal fires of damnation*
toaster: i wonder if another 5 years would help...

god damn penguins

2005-08-02T16:46:00.000+08:00

ah...hello people.
by the time you read this, i have probably died from the massive penguin suicide in the college library.
toaster: don't ask...long story.

oh dang...the management should really consider upgrading the computers here as well as the connection speed...god knows how many times i 'berkulat' waiting for this darn page to load..

ahaha! i scored a total of 321 in hitting the penguins!
oh wait...score got beaten by liang...damn...he's over reacting to it...oh my...he's gleefully poking the screen now....

anyway..pri is currently experiencing major lag, flickering screen, stiff keyboard, and shitty comp at the moment. we apologise for any damages caused especially to the poor penguins which my friend, mr liang is still insanely hitting with a club at the moment.

god save the penguins...

pri: aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!!! library comp barred the site!! evil..

macabre fairy tales...eek

2005-07-27T21:56:00.000+08:00

pri: so shocking..i found the translation for this children's song and well....it's quite disturbing..
toaster: in a violent way or a lemon-ie way...that sort of depends on how your brain works...for this sick little girl..it's quite obvious that she interpreted it in a lemon-ie way.
pri: aaack!! shh!!!!no one was suppose to know about that part!

mao: ......
flip flops : *bashes pri*
pri: gasp!! you're hitting me??
toaster: duh.
flip flops : no dearie..just giving you a more violent one.
pri: violent one....? aack!!! NO! i'm sorry but i'm not interested in you..not in THAT sort of way!
mao : *huge sweatdrop*
flip flops : har? don't get you dearie.. *scratches her head and wonders what the heck is pri trying to say*
toaster: *faints*
mao: aiyor..both of you are just plain sad..one says something and the other don't understand...and i'm stuck in the middle...sesat la you two!! look, just drop the topic and start new k?
flip flops: kk.
pri: k!
flip flops: i cut my hair! short!

*toaster at this point is still out cold.*

pri: oh dang...there is no emoticon vould possibly express how shocked i am right now.
mao: .... it's not that different from her previous hairstyle...
flip flops: *nod nod*
pri: *silent*
flip flops:?
mao: ?
flip flops: pri fainted?

*5 minutes later*

pri: oh wow..we've finally ran out of things to say.
flip flops: user disconnected
everyone: ..........

mao: so the movie...if you're okay with it...flip flops aked you to decide..
pri: me? decide?
mao:how are we going?
pri: absolutely okay!
mao: ........
pri:so what movie are we watching?
toaster: *smack* omg...weren't you paying attention??!!!???!
mao: ........ god save us.
pri disguised as a refrigerator: amen.
toaster: *bashes pri with a lab stool named dipole-dipole*

pri: uh huh..anyway..this is one macabre song...ugh..
toaster: and we apologise for not translating this properly...too lazy.. *glares at pri*

ALLOUETTE Traditional
Allouette, gentile allouette,
Allouette, je te plumerais
Je te plumerais la tete,
je te plumerais la tete, et la tete, et la tete
Allouette, allouette, oh-oh,
Allouette, gentile allouette,
Allouette, je te plumerais
Je te plumerais le nez,
je te plumerais le nez, et le nez, et le nez,
Allouette, allouette
Je te plumerais les yeux,
je te plumerais les yeux, et les yeux, et les yeux.
Allouette, allouette
Je te plumerais les mains,
je te plumerais les mains, et les mains, et les mains.
Allouette, allouette
Je te plumerais les jambes,
je te plumerais les jambes, et les jambes, et les jambes.
Allouette, allouette
Je te plumerais les pieds,
je te plumerais les pieds, et les pieds, et les pieds.
Allouette, allouette
Je te plumerais les bras,
je te plumerais les bras, et les bras, et les bras.
Allouette, allouette
Je te plumerais la bouche,
je te plumerais la bouche, et la bouche, et la bouche.
Allouette, allouette

lark, gentle lark
lark, i would pluck you
i would pluck your head, and your head, and your head,
......
le nez (your nose) ...
les youx (eyes)...
la bouche (mouth)...
les bras (arms)...
les mains (hands) ......
les jambes (legs)...
les pied (feet) ...

pri's listening to bach - concerto for 2 violins in D minor

toaster rampage! rawr!

2005-07-22T23:01:00.000+08:00

toaster: omedeto pri! blogspot lives!
pri: ehem ehem! opening speech!
toaster: i would like to thank...
pri: malaysia should start importing rock candies...
toaster: blogspot, moose (the muse) , the pple who made the skin..
pri: i don't see how can anyone possibly live without even having atleast one!
toaster: the pple who showed this useless tooshie (pri) how to work with all those html thingy..
pri: hehe! can you believe that i still have rock candies bel gave me from last year?
toaster: no copyright infringement is intended..
pri: what the world needs is more of these delicious yummies..
toaster: would you shuddup!!!
pri: ....... *stupid fat tooshie*
toaster: *grr!!!*

pri:exam is in 2 weeks time...and i'm procrastinating...not studying..
toaster: you're so dead..gone..dead
pri: duh.
toaster: ooh..i can practically tell what your results gonna be!!
pri: evil..
toaster:.... go study lar!

p.s.
toaster: no no..we're not abandoning the multiply blog.
pri: liar!!
toaster:*strangling pri* no!

p.p.s.
pri: omg!! the spell checker doesn't work!!! *faints*
toaster: *shakes pri* oi! don't be so dramatic lar!

the great love affair of cookie and refridgerator!!

2005-02-17T23:32:00.000+08:00

Went out for dinner with my relatives.Food was nice,ambience=nice,music=nice,people=?
our conversation the whole night was something like this though not exactly like this..
*names have been changed for several reasons and purposes...*

on the road
cookie:hi!! *wave*
pri:*waves back*
cookie:*stares and grins*
pri:*blink then smile*
cookie:*stares again*
pri:*slids to the other end of the car...*
refridgerator: so at work today, i had everyone oogling at my very pretty face
cookie: *giggle*
pri: .....
cheese:hey people oogles at me too!
pri:*starts to hum i'm a little teapot*
refridgerator:and all the chicks swoons everytime i snort
cookie:that's my baby *giggle*
pri: oh god...

dinner time
refridgerator:say ahh cookie!!*grins*
pri:.........
cheese:*oogles at the cheese and chicken*
*chinese song playing in the background*
pri:..........
cookie:look look! i can blink and snort at the same time
pri: !!!!!!!
cheese:*laughs madly*
refridgerator:aww...you're sooo cute!! *eats cookie*
*chinese song playing in the background*
pri:noooooo...................

on the way back
cookie:hiya pri!!!!!!
pri:*waves!!*
cookie:how are you????
pri:.........stuffed?.............
cookie:*giggles*
pri:(no..don't stare at me.....)
cookie:*stares*
pri:*stares back*
cookie: why are you looking at me like that?
pri:......you were looking at me so i had to look at you (i'm talking to a cookie??wtc...)
cookie: oh! *giggle*
pri:*turned into a lemon*

seriously i've never been this quiet...and because i didn't know what too answer,i smiled...and kept smiling for the next few hours...sigh
now excuse me while i go bounce off the wall or something...too much hyper-ness pent up onside..

Le Jardin du Tout..

and we all fall down

cracked.

cracked.

april, and then may.

sad

end of june

lifeblood

no pic-ies. sigh.

happy birthday pri

1st of April and the fandom thing

april is almost here but not quite yet.

laundry!

Orange.

ashes to ashes

farewell.

I am stretched on your grave.

"kaboom" said the cake

Doing battle.

the sandwich and the truck.

it's a tragedy~

And there were.. what, bodies grinding up against us???

the fiddler on the roof who lost his tune.

the girl on the paper boat

pri hates thursday.

the stars, the dead cat, and the limbless man

HD DIED ZOMG!

bat guano.very meh.

pitchforks and pri-os

the great owh-ness.

the not-cuppy cake

taggies.

a rather pointless meme of all memes

toasting.

100% alcoholic free and procrastinated since 200X, where x is any real number.

the overly gross out incident with mel in the pool

commercial break: wallaney!

Eh, turban lar!

omahyra. the epitome of BDSM

wikipedia can bake.

pointy sticks of indefinite doom

the dim sum love affair

salad for my A's

ooh..sexy

mental.

stealing meme

randomness 5.607

randomness post #3 ¼

same shids, different day

here's to chocolaty death

regarding Mr. Wilde

red, the crimson-i-live-to-annoy kind

Ha she laughs, but not really.

Skeptics and true believers

Homing Pigeons

god save the pori

yet another bout of randomness

case study of random useless chatter.

pri and the cardboard boxes

say good bye

potatoes and pori

procrastination in progress

mr. depp screams "ravish me"

the underwear incident

god damn penguins

macabre fairy tales...eek

toaster rampage! *rawr!*

the great love affair of cookie and refridgerator!!

toaster rampage! rawr!