me in KL

hey people! im typing this from a restaurant in KL sentral. which is so cool cos i saw the computers here earlier on. and i pulled my dad in. after we ordered the food, the kind lady told us that customers can use internet for free. great!! the flight was good save a few chinese guys who were talking throughtout the flight. girra!! dah lah i went to sleep late, around 1 am adden wake up at 6 am cos we had to go to church. i thought i could get some sleep in the plane. but no...they just had to babble about god knows what. ah...so far...so good. hope i can go online again later.

yesterday's concert was...erm....i'll write later, when i have more time. i kinda screwed up at parts. felt terrible. i thought the rest of the night would be a disaster. but i was wrong. wasnt that bad after all.

but at the end, some things happen all at once which really sucked. and im still mad.

whatever. gotta eat now. ciao!!

full dress? ok. FULL DRESS? oh no...

phew! tired limbs, hands, fingers, and mouth (from blowing, talking, laughing). my hands are sore. I'M TIRED!!

today we had the full dress rehearsal at kenyalang theatre. FULL DRESS!! i screamed in my head. full dress. here was what i had to do before going to this full dress rehearsal.

first, i took out my white shirt. and realised that it was pretty much crumpled to the point where u can barely make out the shape. so i ironed it. AND ironed it. AND! ironed it. but the wrinkles were still there!! i gave up and concluded that im hopeless at the fine art of ironing and assured myself that i did a job well done because at least the shirt took some form after my feeble attempt. haha. next, i took out my "119" pants. its so soft!! i love it. didnt have any trouble with my pants thank god, only the fact that i tend to step on it and trip over seemingly nothing cos the pants are a bit long. but i didnt trip and fall so that counts for something. still fretting over my wrinkled shirt, i took my bag and filled it with what i thought necessary. pencilbox, notebook, storybook, purse, phone. except my phone, i hardly used the rest. after walking aimlessly around the house looking for nothing in particular i realised that i forgot my bottle!! franticly searching and consantly tripping due to my pants i found my bottle on the living room table. dong!! how cud i forget to search there!! while filling up my bottle, i misplaced my phone and almost forgotten to bring it. it was next to tv, almost behind it. i have no idea how it ended up there. at least in the kitchen lah cos i was filling up my bottle..but next to the tv??!! girra. after that i realised that i forgot all about my black shoes. went hunting for my shoes again this time. thank goodness the socks were neatly folded in my cupboard and saved me a lot of trouble. next task, dust off my shoes!! i couldnt find my dad's shoe brush so i ended up using a feather duster instead. pathetic. shirt. check. pants. check. bag. check. items in bag. check. shoes. check. instrument. OH NO! i ran to the car, took out my instrument, washed the mouthpiece, buzzed, washed the mouthpiece again, discovered my reed terkupak at the side again, screamed and then CAREFULLY kept it. phew. so im pretty much ready. i remembered about my butterfly necklace and decided to wear it. why. dunnola. nice ba. haha. sweating by now. so fast. sat by the fan waiting for emily to come. and suprise, suprise, my dad reached home in time so i didnt have to trouble emily's dad. good!

haha. so thats how chaotic i was at home.

pratice itself was chaotic too. but i wasnt. waited for our turn onstage for sooooo long. when we actually started, we (saxophone) almost played the wrong piece. that xu vin larh!! she said "Finale" but we started off with "March". girra. we didnt play the first few bars but it was okay. hehe. klavier was weird. i missed a few runs and came in late for a few parts. malu~ i wasnt concentrating. but i didnt feel distracted either. its just..i dunno..stuff. halfway during klavier, my back (not backside larh) felt hot. like it was burning. like my back was blushing or something..which only happens when i get unwanted attention from people..but i didnt and i still went all blushy..which is ridiculous!! my ears almost turned red too but i shaked it off and i was ok after that. is that what u call hot flashes?? cos its scary!! owell, it IS that time of the month but thats another story..

after our five minutes of rehearsal fame, we went offstage and watched everyone else's performance. nice! the guitar ensemble, the quartet, the kids, ethnic, ballet, chinese choir, classical, jazz, teachers performance, finale..did i miss anything? well..i dun wanna leak out the performance to those who bought the tickets so if u wanna know..go and buy the tickets larh. just wanna tell u..support the orchestra!!! hahaa. tengah promote diri lah tok. we will be there to support and clap super loud and super long for everyone else what...(esp ballet!) all the performances are great so dont worry, your money wont go to waste. if u're in the orchestra..haiya, everything free one..ahhahaha. the intervals between performances were very kelam kabut though. shud be better tomoro.

anyway, me and carol were looking for (more like "at") our "fren"..almost terkantoi but berjaya selamatkan diri. hahahahahaha. and then i realised that "someone" was sitting behind me. a few rows back but no one in the middle so can say directly behind me. terkezut!! scary. then later that person hilangkan diri cos have to perform i think. later, carol's fren also hilangkan diri. and then some of my fren also suddenly hilangkan diri. like some kinda disease. hahaha. im too paranoid larh!!! hahaha.
alrite, thats all. long huh? sorry. busy crapping, didnt realise the length. tomoro's the concert!! next day im off to KL!! muahahhaha. livin la vida loca!! wahahha. ahaks.

of white shirts, parties and tun jugah

phew, its been a tiring day. my dad left for KL quite early this morning and i slept quite late. naturally, i couldnt wake up. and i couldnt see him to the airport. (contrary to popular belief, i DO NOT live at the airport. so diyana, stop telling people that. michelle lives closer to the airport than i do. go pick on her. teehee) sniff. my dad is fine though. he's staying in some "small hotel" and he just found out that my bro works at starbucks part time. heheh. woke up this morning with a super heavy head and the damn stove ran out of gas so i couldnt cook something up for breakfast. i had to settle with lemang instead. sadness~

hey feli, i took your advice and remembered "something called paragraphs". you must be proud

we had sectional in school 'as usual'. *snort* as if we are so great. hah. i keep kicking myself for not playing up to standard. i was watching my sister's christmas play practice and i just wished i could join something like that one day. it isnt quite as strict as the orchestra and you dont get kicked in the ass for not playing properly and you always get some feeling of belonging when u join them. like you are part of the family. its nice. not saying that the orchestra isnt fun in its own cynical way. haha. now thats going A BIT too far. whatever.

sectional went on as usual. playing and talking taking up the two hours of meagre practice we had. haha. my mum picked me up and off we went to tun jugah to fetch the OSIM foot massager. yeah. we seem go there quite often, come to think of it. once i went there, i bought a jean skirt that i eventually wore for hari raya visiting. then after a few visits, we went there again and i bought michelle's prezzie. (oops, terkantoi) and today i bought a RM119 U2 black pants that i intend to wear for this upcoming IMH concert. we went around looking for a white shirt to go with it but i couldnt find one that suited me. it was either too frilly, too shiny, too tight, too casual for the concert and most of the time too expensive for such plain white cloth. i loved the shirts at east india though. really cool!!! but the price tags can make my hair turn white. duh~ anyone stupid enough to want nice clothes at a REASONABLE price would go to tun jugah where just about EVERYTHING is branded and costs more than RM45. urgh, me and my stupidity.

after going into EVERY SINGLE SHOP in tun jugah and the first floor of sarawak plaza, i was hungry, tired and sleepy.

we took lunch and much needed rest at home. and i finally figured out how to use "Hello". after much trial and error, i managed to upload pics and YAY!! i can post pics. if u're gonna call anything kuno, it would be me. sigh.

while i was at practice at IMH, which was good by the way, my mum and sis went to ngiu kee saberkas and found me the same shirt i tried on at ngiu kee sarawak plaza. u better not buy that shirt too!! i didnt buy it at sarawak plaza cause there wasnt any size. only size "S" for goodness sakes. my mum said there were more at saberkas so i think im gonna go there soon and buy my shirt. still looking out for a beanie or fisherman hat for me to use on my bad hair days. thinking of getting that in KL. going next sunday i think.

whoa this is gettin boring. here are some pics from michelle's bday party.


this is dark, i know. but they're wet and playing the water game. and yes, i think that is kher lee going back to get more water to attack the guys. *grins*



amanda, me with one of michelle's many lil sistas and grace!! the offical members of the Old People Society. we're dry and happy. minus the stink of the unseen shoes beneath us.



hmm..im not in this pic. they were playing games without me!! haha...i must have either been on the couch or consuming jelly. anyway, u can see brenda, one of the twins (sorry but im not sure which), and gertrude. michelle is on the right with her back turned. and demie is on the left. wearing amanda's shirt which is now wet and spotty. the rest of the kids are michelle's sisters and cousins i think.



finally, the group pic. u may try to enlarge this to get a better look at our faces. just look at mine lah. haha. first couch from left. demie, grace, me (kena squeeze!), amanda and michelle's cousin. squeezed on the chair is michelle and brenda (she's so pink). in between the couch and armchair is felicity su. gertrude is sitting on the floor in front of brenda. u can see the twins. the guys? go figure. i dont know one of them, the one between timothy and jason. the rest, i guess only. ok, ronald is behind fel, and behind him is timothy, the unknown guy, jason, samuel, graham, dylan, marcellus. if i get the names wrong, sorry. haha. so yeah, thats it. psst! try looking out for who is wet and who is dry. hahahaha.

sumthing from frenster

* what do you do when you can't sleep?
well, i play one of my cds. anything that suits my mood. usually sarah maclachlan cos its sleepy music. if that doesnt work, i just think and wonder bout what happen during the day. if im not feeling sleepy by now, i take any text book and read it. now why didnt i do that earlier?? haha..

*what do you fear?
waking up when im old and wrinkly, miserable and full of regrets and looking forward to the day i die. never being able to live life and find love.

*do you remember your dreams?
haha. yeah. some of them. especially the freaky ones. i got some of my dreams written down anyway. those really sweet ones~

*have you ever been in accidents?
yeap. lots. not lately though. but looking at my klutzy status now, im gonna have one soon.

*are you thinking of someone?
yea.

*who?
hehe.

*candy or chocolate?
chocolate!!!!!!!!!!!! love em!!!!

*flowers or teddy bears?
teddy bears. i wrote that in my frenster profile!! haha. flowers are nice but i prefer them out in their natural habitat...not in some huge fridge thingee ready to be wrapped up in plastic packages.

*do you look in the mirror?
who doesnt?

*what do you worry about?
my family. band. school. friends. so much stuff!!! i just have to let go every once in a while to prevent insanity.

*do you cry from nightmares?
erm..nola. i just get really freaked out. i havent cried from dreams yet. sad dreams, yes. but scary ones..no. depends on your definition of nightmares. if dreamin bout losing all your buku rujukan and not being able to get any more before PMR counts as nightmare...then i have cried. haha.

*dolls or beanie babies?
beanie babies are the bomb!!! ahahaha.

*are you missing someone?
hmm?

*who?
hehehehe.

*do you believe in supernatural things?
is god supernatural? then yes.

*what do you hate?
fakeness. fooling ppl with superficiality. me being naive.

*what do you want to say now?
what is wrong with me?? haha.

*finally, do you want a million dollars or love?
love. with a million dollars. no, seriously, love.

my adventures part 2 finale

hahaha..i needed a whole new entry for day five of my adventures. so this is bits and pieces of what happened.

we had sectional. this time valerie couldnt come. but haziqah (late though) and diyana came. so we had sectional and ran out of breath playing klavier. phew!! its hard!! laura and elizabeth came in to visit us in the music room. their cousin was getting married. and laura said that her-cousin's-husband's-brother (was it husband of wife? was it brother or cuzzie?) was cute. hahaha...she said that he was quite old. then later she said that he's from penang and he's 14 but looks like 18. haha. the sectional was supposed to finish at 11. but we went out to get sumthing to eat at summer around 10.15. hahahaha. naughty! i told the pak cik that we were going to eat and that we would need to get the key from him again later. then we set off. the gate to st. jude was closed so we all climbed it. hahhaha. diyana climbed the wrong way and hurt herself a little "down there". hahahahahah. haziqah and diyana ordered laksa. dee put a lot of belacan in hers which made it super yummy but super spicy. berair hidung!! hahahaha. and we discovered that the jagung thing we were eating was contaminted by ants. hahah. haziqah was also busy pinching me cos i found out her little secret by accident. their accident not mine. they didnt know and didnt believe that i understand bahasa sarawak so they were chatting bout "somthing" right in front of me. silly~ after that, we went back and my mum brought me to some vegetarian restaurant. i didnt like everything i took so i felt a little sick. ew~ my mum also met a colleague of hers and they started talking until i was almost late for the practice at kenyalang. so i went there. outside was super bright. inside was super dark. so u can imagine, i had a hard time getting my eyes used to the little light in there. i almost walked into a wall. hahah. the practice was very loso. we hardly played and we couldnt wait to get back. on stage, i was listening to grace and amanda. their topic for discussions are very interesting!! hahaha. they talked about demie's skirt and BFs and amazing race and them being kuai. hahahahaha. crazzee!! again, i hadnt really had a rest at home. i took a short nap and bath and i was off to michelle's bday party. that was cool. they had a water balloon fight which turned into a water pail fight which turned into a water and mud balloon fight which turned into a water and mud shirt fight. me, grace and amanda didnt want to get wet so we melancarkan the "old people society" which doesnt get wet, watches movies, sits near smelly shoes and eat and eat and eat. hahahahaha. we watched them get wet and called them "the cantonese drama". there was a real drama what!! a bit of soap drama, lots of violent scenes involving water, a bit of stripping courtesy of the form 2 guys and happy endings. i think. heheheh. grace wanted to tanggal someone's pants, imitated mr. igor, told me bout amanda hiawing emily's brother, putting shiny stuff at strategic places and about the weird english of some chemistry teacher. amanda pulak was hiawing ppl, asking about kuih lapis, made shoes a border, she fell off her chair and she kept on eating!! hahahahahha. crazzee ppl. had lots of fun talking!! hahaha. we did nearly get wet a few times but thank goodness nothing happened. hahahhahahaha. fun~

today, i rest again. good!!! supposed to go out to watch a movie but i was tired. forgot to call michelle bout it. but i found out i didnt have to cos it was cancelled anyway...she was sick. so...thats briefly what happened the past few days. phew. thats a lot. and i didnt even put in much detail!!! oh well. going chatting some more now. cheers!!

my adventures part 1

ts been a while since i jammed on my guitar. kinda miss that. haha. having a headache right now, so im kinda cranky.

i've been really busy for a few days and today i finally take things easy. on sunday, supposed to go for hari raya visiting. but the whole day was badly planned. VERY badly planned. my parents totally ignored the fact that i had practice at IMH in the evening so they wanted to go to church then. i had to remind them the night before over and over again, when we were in kampung. (two dinners..one after another!! came back so late at night again...waaay past midnite) next morning, thanks to lack of sleep, i got sick...and we went to church late. after church, we were supposed to go visiting, after the first house, my mum's car nearly broke down so we decided to go back. normally, i would be really glum bout this, but i felt happy, almost thankful that we were heading home. mind u, i was sick. had to load on the med so that i wouldnt be so sick when i go for practice. that was day one.

day two - today we started our real visiting. went with my mum again. as usual, my dad would go with his friends and the visits are mostly done in the name of politics, social resposibility and business. so yeah..went with my mum and all her colleagues. i felt weird cos i was going with teachers. and visiting teachers. and talking bout teacher stuff. ah hell, what am i saying it wasnt that bad...just that its not the kind of thing i would like to do. after that, we (mum, sis and me...and dad if he was free) were supposed to stop at diyana's place. the shitty thing was, everybody was reluctant to go. and i felt like blowing up!!! its not like i wanted to visit my mum's friends...i just did it because it was the proper thing to do and it wouldnt hurt anyway. so why cant they come with me to my frens house?? its just ONE house not a dozen. sheesh!!

hold on, my sis is banging away the plates and bowls in the kitchen cos no one is helping her clear up. hell, she doenst help me ALL the time either so im leaving her alone.

back to the subject, we eventually went to diyana's house but my sis didnt want to go. whatever. i went there and found out that my dad knows diyana's dad. my dad knows a lot of ppl so i wasnt that suprised. anyway, the form 2 'kids' were there and stuff...talked with diyana's cute lil sis. played her guitar. she told me stuff. talked some more. ate. drank. went back. and i almost forgot that i was in a fowl mood earlier. friends always manage to brighten my day effortlessly.

day three - supposed to have sectional but never happened. wanted to rest. i did almost nothing. good!!

day four - had sectional. whoa. klavier konzert is hard!! and it has lotsa names too. crazy lah!! practised and practised but unfortunately diyana and haziqah couldnt come. supposed to visit haziqah's house but i couldnt. now, that pissed me off a bit. my mum almost didnt fetch me. she thought haziqah went for sectional and later bring me to her house. so my mum fetched me late. actually, we still had time to go visiting to her house but that didnt register with my mum and her hastiness. damn! so i was pretty gloomy bout that. we had lunch and then went straight to emily's house for the form 3 meeting. thank god for that. we had cheesecake, i played emily's guitar, talked bout telematch, talked bout band camp, watching spanish telenovelas, talking bout more band, look at the sky...it was nice and i felt better after that. then my mum brought me back and told me that we would be going back to kampung cos someone passed away. i wanted to faint. not cos of who passed ( i still dont know who it was ) but because i was so burnt out and i havent had a good rest at home since 7 am and it was like, 6 or 7 pm that time. i sat down for a while and then my mum told me that we were gonna go. slept in the car but didnt get the rest i wanted cos i was thinking too much bout so many things. reached the kampung, prayed, ate, drank, went to my uncle's place and visited my grandpa, talked with my two aunties and played with my lil cuzzie. i like being with close family members and when we were talking supper at the dinner table and talking and drinking and laughing...somewhere in between all that...i felt refreshed and managed to get myself from being so gloomy. still damn tired though

*to be continued*

thoughts

i have had a whole choice of things to do. read books, clear up my room, study, sleep, watch a movie, play guitar, write stuff, play saxophone or just laze around. but i chose to blog. why? I HAVE NO IDEA. ah, crap~

last night i slept at 2 am. i couldnt sleep. i tried and tried and ended up almost falling sick cos it was so late already. after i think a whole hour of tossing and turning, i decided to take some sorethroat and flu medicine. the flu medicine suceeded in making me fall asleep peacefully. woke up at 8.30 this morning (we wanted to have sectional in school but i cancelled it at the last minute cos i was worried that the jaga wasnt there. maklumlah...hari raya) my dad asked if i wanted to go out for breakfast. i said yes. my tummy hadnt woke up yet so i couldnt finish the bubur i ordered. i had a fright at the coffee shop cos i thought that *somebody* was there, i literally froze in my steps then i realised that it wasnt him. thank god, cos my hair was in a mess. hehe.

well...i feel very thoughtful this morning. meeting lotsa different types of people while visiting yesterday affected my mood today. you meet ppl who are rich but dont show it, ppl who arent rich but make it look like they are, and ppl who dont give a damn how much money they make. introverts, extroverts. naturally good looking ppl, artifically good looking ppl. smart ppl, not so smart ppl. funny, serious. nice, cold. sarcastic and straightforward, polite and respectful. stuck up, down-to-earth.

interesting, innit? i love watching ppl. gives me something to think about. wondering how guys can be such perverts. wondering why some girls are such bitches. wondering how strong some ppl can be (not physically) as in, they are going thru a hard time but putting on a brave face and making it look like nothing is wrong. wondering how silly ppl can get when they lose ground and forget to keep things real. wondering how the ppl that you thought you knew and trust suddenly become strangers and ppl you hardly know are suddenly the ppl you spend time with. wondering how ppl tend to complain bout their life and yet do nothing about it. wondering how ppl can be so blind to everyone else and then make a big deal out of their own problems when in actual fact everyone else are actually going thru the same thing. wondering about the fact that there is a story behind every face, behind every gesture, behing every life. wondering about how things arent always what they seem to be. wondering about the fate of innocence and why cant it survive.

and it eventually boils down to on thing. yourself. you have all these different human nature and like it or not it is part of you. and when you start judging youself...i dont know about you...but i start to have this personality crisis. i start asking myself, "who am i?", "what am i doing?", "is this what i want to do?", "is this really what makes me ME?".and i have to always remember to stay true to myself and do what i think is right. and the terrible part is what is right sometimes doenst freaking matter cos "the correct thing to do" doesnt apply and you have to break the rules but always, always for a good reason. and here is when your parents advice start to make sense. and principles matter. you see the real world and running away from the harshness of it isnt gonna help. it sucks that you have to stand up and take the beating, trying to bear in mind that you WILL walk away, a better person though it wont make sense at that time. i believe in that. dont you?

if all fails, remember god. wwjd. what would jesus do?

just being thoughtful. cheers ppl. selamat hari raya. maaf zahir dan batin.

random

some things:
- feli, u remembered?? how nice. (sarcastic) eehhe.
- amanda's blogskin is the same as mine!!! she better change hers cos im not gonna change mine.
- stalking people again.
- the return of the testis!! testimonial lar, what were u thinking? (i just noe im gonna regret saying this)
- my goth name is "Nepthys Snow" cool eh? i tried the so-called new and improved gothic name generator but i all turned out we-ird. i cant even type in my name. what the crap. try it. http://www.eschew.net/gothname1/index.php
- cant decide if i shud get a tagboard or not

spice!

feeling very foul now. my little sister is being very difficult. a friend of hers is leaving for canada next year. all i did was suggest that she have a little farewell thing for her friend and she got all defensive and snapped at me. give present or something le. takkanlah you let your friend migrate somewhere without a proper goodbye?? hmph, whatever. my mum also casually took me out of my room. i was happily sitting in there, playing my guitar when she opened the door without a proper "excuse me" and cheerfully told me to leave it open cos she wanted the air to pass thru. she talks as if i live in a vacumn room. and the fact that the door was wide open irritated me even more. no privacy ler. i dont appreciate people who pop in my room every once and again when all i need is "me" time. and im not at home that often so being at home, especially in my room is a great relief...if u cant have privacy in your own room...where else?? ah..but i shouldnt complain i guess..cos not everybody can have the room to urself, rite?? anyway, i was supposed to clear up my brother's room (which i used as a study room to study for PMR since he's away in kl) cos my aunt is coming from..erm, somewhere..tonight at around midnite so she's staying over for the night...i think. my mum doenst wanna discuss bout the "tumpang" issue cos its an...um, sensitive..issue. yeah.

i wanted to go and clear up the room now but i changed my mind cos the stuff i have there has a certain "sentimental value". its hidden so unless u are as twisted as me, you wont find those stuff but she's my mum (and she's cleaning the windows now) so i must have inherited the twisted gene from her and that means she may just find those stuff. dont worry, those "stuff" isnt obscene or illegal, just whacked up and very very personal. hmm..

had band yesterday. was kinda boring. only me, diyana, haziqah, chrislyn and priscilla. played rubank and the marching pieces...damn boring man. tried to memorise it but we ended up getting distracted. we did practise though. and later took a looooong break. hihi. chrislyn is always fun to have around during sectionals. she's very...interesting. lolz. her famous word. instead of actually "laughing out loud" she SAYS "lolz". yes, with the "z". everybody laughs and she goes,"haha, lolz". crazy!!! wakakakakakkaka.

after band, we had our first *gasp* form 3 meeting. went well actually. discussed bout next year, posters, pamphlets, auditions, performances. we want to have this band mascot thingee. its a cow playing a clarinet. wahahhaha. why not a cat ya? i mean, we live in kuching what...see lah. next year is gonna be busy. so we're doing our planning now which is good. i share emily's upset over the fact that we're not having anymore practices. arent we gonna do formation next year?? so cant we start the planning now?? and continue practicing...so that band will not lag. if we stop the practice, the next one is gonna be a long way ahead and by then, we will return to square one and we have to start building up again. that sucks lah. we should have a refreshment course!! is that how u phrase it? to brush up the skills or something. yeah. gonna bring that up in our next meeting.

me and emily went to the club after the meeting cause claire was there (and esther and laura) and we're going back with her. esther took forever to eat her mee. 1 hour!! gila. then crab came to take his lunch during his SPM "lunch break" and he sat with us. es and claire helped to order his food like, an hour before. i think he felt kinda self-conscious while eating because he was the only guy there and the only one eating. he eat so gelojoh again. haha.

so after the kinda awkward lunch, we went to claire's house. played uno and risk and uno again before i eventually took my bath. i forgot to bring my shampoo so i used hers. she warned me not to use "the green soap". its pet soap ar!! hahaha. that girl has so many diff shampoo. pantene, clairol, follow me also got!! i was kinda worried at first that the shampoo might do something to my highlights and kept checking if the water changed to blonde or something. silly me. after that, i went downstairs ended up running all the way to the kitchen cause her dog just jumped at me when i got down from the stairs and then chased her cat. spice, her dog kept jumping at me and im not used to it cause most dogs just bark at me then "smile" showing off stalactites commonly known as teeth. brrr. so i was wondering what could possibly make this dog like me?? must be her clairol shampoo. i shud use that more. haha. spice also scared me when i was sitting at the living room trying to watch tv. i took a drink then she (spice) walked in front of me, pounced and licked my face. ew. i tried to get over it by stuffing myself with the scrambled eggs laura made for me. the milk made me a little sick though. no offense laura!! milk always get me sick. we took a walk around her neighbourhood and she pointed out places of "interest" (ahem). then walked spice. that dog is totally hyper lar!! it was running everywhere and claire told me to hold the cahin really tight and not to let her on the road cos she loves to chase cars. (i was walking spice) i discovered that spice finds drains, especially the one with green stuff growing in it, absolutely fascinating. she was inspecting the drain the way an upper class near-bald man would inspect a work of art. with full interest and intensity, even the occasional cock of head to change the angle of viewing. wow. a cultured dog. when it came to nature's call, all that culture was left behind and spice revealed her true colours. we went down this small lorong overgrown with grass and spice was sniffing here and there and peeing to mark territory. finally, she circled around a spot with extra green grass and claire announced "she's gonna do it". and out went the bahan toksik and bahan buangan badan that we fondly call "shit". spice gave me a look that said "mind your own business". fine!! she brought me a-running again and i fell into this hole covered by grass which sent claire and emily laughing. haha, very funny (sarcastic). we didnt really do much after that. (only see her famed girl-of-the-nite pictures!) thank goodness though. i felt really sleepy already. i went home and fell asleep straight away. i even forgot to take dinner. (reminded by my mum this morning) it was fun. i should walk claire's dog more often. ahhahaha. cheers!

insecurities

wah...i really dont know what to say. how do i start this. this is the third time i tried writing something to post in me blog. my sis is watching drumline now. dream band eh? hehe..i went for band this morning. passed by the red crescent ppl at the car park this morning. rowena's and the rest just gaped at me. why? not cos i havent met them for DAYS. more cause i cut my hair. and highlighted it. i just walked away...i felt so insecure all of a sudden. but i heard them saying like, "sayang her hair..". whatever. i walked on and valerie jee was in front of me. she toleh to the back...to me. and walked on...then i think some light bulb must have went off in her head and she turned to stare at me. thank god im the "muka tembok" kind and she didnt say anything too. or else i cud have went red. the last time i went really red..as in furiously blushing was last year's IMH concert..when everyone teased me bout this imaginary guy..diyana made him up..she told some ppl that he got my email ad and...dunnolar..some boyfren, girlfren thing..the worst part is he has the same name as the tenor sax guy in greenroad..and i was really scared someone misunderstood and that guy find out. malu~ when feli found out..she said his name so LOUD..to ME..and A LOT of ppl were around and some were laughing at me. so yeah..i dunno what made diyana do that..i dont hold anything against her..but that was the time i really went red. hmm..mebbe u wouldnt get why its so embarassing..but nvm. i alwez get embarassed when ppl tease me bout guys. hehe..anyway..back to the subject..i walked on to the music room and EVERYONE was looking at me. i didnt imagine this. i wished i cud have melted into da ground. crap~

so enuff bout me hair. today we heard the quintet ensemble or sumthing. very nice~ first group was the junior woodwinds. quite interesting. heh. next was da senior woodsinds. that was good!!! xu vin's part was very nice..the tone...and they had this question-answer part. flutes would play..then clarinets answer...so cute!! the brass senior was even better. they played amazing grace. (grace must have been so proud!!) catherine started off with a trumpet solo...very nice..with feeling!! can cry one..hahaz. then the others came in...amanda(tuba), kher lee(trombone), ida(horn), hilda(trumpet). and it sounds great!! hehe..esp amanda. wakakka..that girl memang ngam with da tuba. the song went kinda jazzy at part and it was groovy..yeah!!! haha...a bit sesated at parts (the woodwind seniors were more polished)..but it had a good feel.
so later mr.reggie gave us the piece we were gonna play for IMH concert. boring actually. but i really want to play for this thing so i just have to accept it. i hope this isnt the only thing we're playing. last year we got to play more!! hhehehe..whatever lah.

next monday we have band till 10. then we discuss bout the band board, posters and stuff after that. then i think im going to claire's house and we gonna have fun!! yeah!! been a long time since i went to someone's house. last one was carol's house but that didnt end well. erm..hope this one is better. dunno if i wanna go to watch movie on wed. mebbe i go..but with other ppl. feel so awkward with those ppl..i dont think they mind if i dun go also. hahaha..

the testimonials on frenster is still an issue. i hope they get it over with. fast!! hazikah was not feeling well today. pity her. gertrude's "handle-less" tenor sax (thanks to one ganass junior) case caused her to carry it around in her arms. she has to bring it to IMH tomorow!! sadness. nyamuks are invading me now. thats all from me.

oooh...la la lah

(blogger wuz laggin yesterday so the this is supposed to be yesterday's entry)

wadda crap!!! my testi kena hilang juak!!! celaka!!! i knew i shudnt have shook my head and laugh at those whose testimonials went missing and went complaining bout it. i hate this jinxed up mouth of mine. when something bad happens to other ppl and i say something about it, the same bad thing hapens to me as well. that'll teach me to freakin shut up! alisya posted somthing that shud have helped but it doenst!!! damn...i hope the testimonials dont just dissapear into thin air like my last blog did. scared the daylight out of me! *sigh* nobody is online yet but thats good in a way cos it means that i can do my 'business' without hearing a "dingdong" or some weird sound and my taskbar will pop out with blinking orange lights. yer...my hair is really starting to bug me.its supposed to stick out at the ends but it keeps curling back in.and its tickling my neck so i got fed up and just tied it up.and now i have a little tuft of hair at the back of my head and loose strands of blonde-black hair covering my eyes. i wonder how im gonna survive band tomoro. got 2 posts again next year. wah!! president and secretary. yarabi!! this year section leader and quarter mistress. this year both posts have two words. im ketua darjah again. wakakakaka..funny coincidence. wonder what i'll get next year?? hmph..dont really care. im already fretting over what tuition class to go to. my mum seems to want me to go for every subject..then she stopped and said "tidak cukup hari right?". *rolls eyes* sometimes i wonder how she can be a teacher. ah..better not talk bout that. sensitive issue. shhh..hey, ever listen to 'last kiss' by pearl jam. its kinda old..but this song can make u cry!! its terribly sad. u got any rock listening frens,(is there such a word?) try asking them...i think pearl jam "sama geng" with nirvana. so ... yeah. anyone listen to metallica? or guns or roses? oh wait...was it guns AND roses? wadeva...i just wanna give it a spin. best ka? i listened to deep purple once and fell asleep. i still can sleep while listening to disagree but i like listening to the lyrics so that is what actually keeps me awake. wanna buy greenday-american idiot. wakakkaaka..ive been 'exposed' to greenday since i was a kid cos my bro was a punk during his secondary skool days. hehehe..i think larr. just a thought...why are ppl all crazy over everything punk nowadays? rasa cool ka? wakakkakakakaka...not worth it ler. suddenly punk is "in". what the hell? what happens to punk when its not "in" anymore? pupus ka? ... sadness. ahem..enuff bout me complaining. i went thru my old "seashell" notebook. i was looking for a page where i wrote "things i like to do". sweet~ my faves are:

- singing or dancing to dumb or old songs with my sisters
- christmas dinner!
- eating dinner..only me, my sisters and my brother
- playing my sax..only for nice songs
- sleeping at the backseat of a mercedes or limousine to KLIA
- dinner at Colmar
- night practices
- eating "lamb chop with black pepper sauce" with my brother at Joy corner
- going to the beach

i add some more in my book just now...continue here another time. owh yea...my testimonials are back!! whee!!!!

kegilaan

aarrggghhh!!! life is so fucked up now. i dont get out of my house for a day and i start losing my sanity. crazy! friendster is going berserk as usual...im reading people's profiles and their testimonials dont show up but i swear i saw a whole bunch of em last time. i have 30 testimonials but its supposed to be 32. wadeva~ america sedang bervoting now. but i dont really give a damn cos im not too fond of americans. would love to visit new york one day though. just dont wanna be crushed by any buildings (choy!). im trying to rebuild myself. for what, i dont know. i used to worry bout so many things and neglect my own self. now im trying to do whats best for me but its not really working out. im turning out to be a self-centered pighead. shit~ new fact bout me...grace said that "georgina has a very cute voice..makes her sound very young..altho she looks very mature" wakakakaka..thats funny, coming from grace. thats from a testi she wrote for me by the way. i also discovered that guys are fascinating, irritating but entertaining people to chat with. either that or its just been a loooong time since i had a chat with a guy. lolz...i wanna go out with my frens but they all seem to be happy doing their own 'thang'. the movie thing last monday wasnt exactly "da bomb" but it was kinda cool. nothing beats my own frens!! miss going out with rowie or emily or geraldine ... these people lar..the siaw wacky people that keeps me sane, grounded but always high. hehe...been asked to go out on wednesday..but i may not go cos i have a feeling its gonna be a scary movie. shark tale please!! scary movies get me paranoid and im already very paranoid as is. wahaha...i have this sudden urge to study. oh no!! its the hols man!! anyway, i put a tattoo on me ankle..fake lar..im to chicken to actually get a real one. *sigh* thats the all i can ramble out for now. hope u understand my crap...forgive the bad quality of this "literature". im out of practice. hehehe *blueks*

crazy hair...

oh my gosh!!!!!!!!!!!!! i cut my hair!!!!!!!!!!! i went to this place called "margaret's hair do" at tabuan jaya. its at the back of some shop house...you look for the sign, walk up this creepy and sempit flight of stairs and there you are. the place itself looks suprisingly pro. the place is painted in shades of blue and well-lit. the aircon is at a nice and cool temperature, thank goodness, cos i was sweating before that. i took some time choosing and explaining how i wanted my hair to be. (the owner, margaret turns out to be a fren of my mum and she was the one who "chopped" my hair so i just sanked in my seat and assured myself that i -actually, my hair- is in good hands.) so off she went a-chopping and a-cutting and a-layering. but the coolest part was when they started highlighting my hair. they picked parts of my hair and dyed em and wrapped (more like folded) the dyed hair in aluminuim foil. i felt like some marinated chicken ready to be popped in the oven. there was once where four ppl were all working on my hair. wow. the dye kinda stinks though. after the dye worked its magic, one of the girls washed my hair and then two of em blow dried it. then margaret trimmed my hair some more and gelled it to perfection and tadah!!! there you go. my new look. wakakakkaa...crazy man!! i wish the colour is redder though..oh,well. it cost RM42. kah-ching!!! terbang duit mak kamek.

its different from what i initially wanted but its better!!!! in a way...i mean, the hairstyle i had in mind might not have suited ... um, me. this is so cool!!!!! its short, a little choppy and layered but not too much. the ends stick out a little but thats cos it was gelled that way. not bad though. the highlights are kinda reddish at one side and blonde at one side. weird i know but thats how it looks like. ok, i had another look and its kinda dirty blonde...hell, i look like an ah lian. my lil sis said i looked like an ah beng!!!! even worse arr!!!!!!!!!!! if u minus the fact that the highlight looks "ah lianish", everything else rocks!! my sis and dad said i looked cute. my mum smiled and im speechless. wakakkakakakka...oh no, im dreading band now. im sure as hell gonna get some stares during band. i wonder what ms. tan will say. later she tarik balik my post ar!!! hahaha...choy!! touch wood!!!

a-hem. thats enuff of me gushing over my hair for now. haha...last night i went to my mum's colleague's house (cikgu prema). she was going to transfer to sabah so this is kinda like a farewell dinner. we had traditional indian food!!! i never really ate indian food like that. we used the banana leaf and instead of rice we had capati and tose. the pembuka selera was a small cake with a name longer that its size. i cant remember what its called...but its bite-size and u kinda dip it in brown sugar than take a bite. yum!! its salty and sweet. according to cikgu prema, indians believe that the first thing you eat should be something sweet. and if u like the food, u fold the banana leaf towards you. interesting~ i never eat capati with curry chicken so i was a bit clumsy at first. u have to kinda picit and tear a bit of capati and eat it with a bit of whatever u wanna take. kewl~ than later we had a chat and everything. me and my sis were with cikgu prema's youngest daughter, sruthi, 5 yrs old. her brothers are prasat, pri.4 and vishnu, 7 yrs. sruthi's name (i wonder if i got the spelling right) is a kinda of musical instrument. prasat means gift from god and visnu means god. menarik betul~ sruthi is really cute and she was showing me and my sis the traditional indian dance. i never seen it up close before so i was fascinated with it. she didnt dance much lah...just a few steps and she'll burst out in contagious giggles. haha, so cute!! prasat is the quiet, serious type so he didnt say much...he was stuck to the television, football freak!! vishnu is kinda good-looking for a kid and he thinks so too. that guy is one arrogant kid...hahaha. there's this one time where cikgu prema was saying, "my nephew is very handsome". then vishnu said something in tamil to his mum and she burst out laughing. she said, "vishnu said that his cousin is very handsome but if u compare him to his cousin, he (vishnu) is more handsome" ...after that, when his mum was talking about their neighbours, vishnu said something to his mum again. this time he said "if u compare lionel (his neighbour) to his cousin, his cousin is more good looking"...in other words, all in all, he is the "handsomest" hahahahahaha...perasan!! anyway, the night went well, farewells were said and we heard interesting stories and facts.

so here i am now, with nothing much to say. just wondering what my frens will say about my hair.*shudder* its nothing 'wow' but it different all right. hehe...