July 26, 2006

whats your favorite movie?

i'll start
  1. LOTR
  2. Pulp Fiction
  3. Shaun of the Dead
  4. G I Jane
  5. Trainspotting
  6. Braveheart
  7. The Prophecy
  8. The Godfathers
  9. Fightclub
  10. We Were Soldiers
  11. Snatch
  12. Catch Me If You Can
  13. Taming of The Shrew
  14. Crimson Tide
  15. Beauty and The Beast (disney)
  16. When Harry Met Sally
  17. The Last Samurai
  18. Reservoir Dogs
  19. Wizard of Oz
  20. Narnia
  21. X-Men
  22. True Romance
  23. American History X
  24. The Italian Job (Micheal Caine, 1969)
  25. The Italian Job (Mark Wahlberg, 2003)
  26. Constantine
  27. Charlie and The Chocolate Factory (Johnny Depp)
  28. Se7en
  29. Red Dragon
  30. Twelve Monkeys
  31. School of Rock
revised: 23rd August to add in the fantabulous Shaun of the Dead

small bags vs big bags

im off for a team training in the deep jungle of ..hulu selangor.
feels weird to wear jeans and trainers to work.
not to mention lugging a huge backpack.
we are shooting off to the camping ground from the office so everyones just chillin and laughing right now. wearing jeans.

my male colleagues are making me self concious.
while i have my trusty elephant sized backpack, the guys are bringing nothing bigger than a lunch box.
i feel so overpacked.
nevertheless, there are 3 more girls along for this trip and i bet my body butter their bags are as huge as mine.

still i wonder, how is it possible for guys to survive on the little amount of clothing items on trips.
i see this happen all the time. and i would feel that ive ridiculously overpack every single time.
must be some male ritual, where they pass on the secret on how to survive a 3D/2N camping excursion with nothing more than a toothbrush, a tshirt, one jeans, one boxers and a pen knife.

but as for me, i rather be overpacked than be caught alive wearing recycled tshirt.
o vanity, thy name is me.

off to have some fun, hopefully.

July 21, 2006

complete and utter anihilation

ive been a big emotional mess these last couple of weeks.
a pain in the ass for the people around and near me.
half of the time im indifferent to the point of rudeness and the other half im having a fit and foaming at the mouth making innocent people around me miserable. there's also a considerable amount of time i was such a sappy, slobbering, crying fool for no actual reason.
so i figure im either A) pregnant or B) going insane.
since there have no reports immaculate conceptions since 1 B.C, im gonna swing with A.
knowing this, naturally, i have some questions;

1. would a crazy person realize they're going crazy?

2. how often is the process of going crazy a gradual, stage by stage course as opposed to the sudden 'bam! now ure crazy' option?

3. if i write a will now, would it be considered licit since im writing one now cause i know if i write it later it would be nullified on the grounds of unsound mind.

4. on the same basis of number 3, if i leave a standing order of how im to be cared or treated once im wholly crazy, would it be legally acceptable? for instance, (once im totally a nutcase) if i demand that i be given a peanut butter bath everyday, it is to be complied as opposed to ignoring my demand to walk naked down bintang walk with a procession of giraffes in front of me.

5. is euthanasia legal now?

6. how to know im not crazy now?

since insanity doesnt really run in my family, there is still hope im just bringing neuroticsm to a whole other level. but i doubt it. how else would you explain the mood swings. and the voices in my head asking me to whack my brother with a spatula.
does anyone know how to donate brains?


AAAaaaAaaaRRGGGggghhhHHHhhhhgurgleHHhhh. blimp.

July 18, 2006

on random stuff

suffering from a mondo writer's block.
funny considering im not even a writer.

i am cured from the bothersome post WC trauma.
yay!
just that now im hooked on coffee every morning.
hello tummy ulcers.

rearranged my bedroom furnitures.
its suprisingly more spacious now.
it is still barbie's closet size, but more spacious.
another yay!

been eating non stop lately.
went out with shiren last saturday and spend most of the day eating or thinking of places to eat.

on sunday realized that i put books in higher priority than any other material posessions.

while doing monthly budget (Shoppaholic Recovery Steps #4) found out i've been eating auntie anne's soft pretzel at least once every week since early june.
its would always be cinnamon sugar pretzel with strawberry dutch ice (RM9.00)
shocking since i dont even consider pretzels to be my favorite food.
(top of that list includes takoyaki balls, apple crumbles, fajitas and marmite chicken)

ran out of movies to download.

been stalked over the phone by a freak named alpha (that cant be his real name)
weirdo.

looking forward to the weekends.
is it only tuesday?
groan.

July 14, 2006

on life after the world cup

i keep waking up at 3am.
but now there's no more matches to watch so its a big, big bother.
most of the time i would just head to the kitchen and have a drink and warf down a snack, or two and go back to bed.
at this rate my sleep quotient would forever be messed up and yeah, i found another way to gain weight.
whoopteedoo.
in the morning i'd be groggy and grouchy and would guzzle coffee like a maniac until im slightly human around 10.
so im gaining weight, running out of cola and am probably with a hole in my stomach.

i hate the world cup.

July 11, 2006

on too much time on my hands.

one fine morning at a secret headquarters.
boss : whose fault is this?
everybody : not us. not us.
boss : surely it's somebody's fault.
lowly lackey : it's not ours. it is all the fault of that new girl. yes, she did it.
everyone : yes. yes. the new girl. she did it.
boss : the new girl. is it her fault?
lowly lackey : yes, O mighty one. she, who is not one of us is at fault. she did it. she did it.
boss : the new girl. is she the one who caused this catastrophe?
lowly lackey : oh yes. she, who downloads television shows incessantly. she is the one. she is at fault.
boss : summon the girl. let her face her crimes.
me : yo.
boss : insolence. do you know what you have done? have you any notion what you did?
me : no. what?
boss : insolence. you have managed to topple the whole network of this organization. you! you are responsible to the utter desistance of the entire network. you! what do you have to say to that?
me : no kiddin'.
boss : insolence. this is no laughing matter. this is a crime punisable by jam.
everyone : jam! jam! jam! jam! jam!
me : dudes.
boss : utter ruins awaits us, have you no sense of guilt? for it was you who made this wreckage that have caused others misery and strife. for its you that have made the whole network collapse and tumble with your downloads. for its you that caused the internal network's destruction and devastation.
everyone : you! you! you! jam! jam! jam!
me : yo chill y'all. i know this, no way i did all that with my minuscule 100 kbps downloadin'. which i do after hours. and what network shutdown? the internet is working fine y'all. the outlook is working fine ainnit?. which means the problem is with the hardware or a virus in the server. the only thing i could have done with my downloading is slow down the internet. that aint happenin'. and even is the net is slow, which it is not, you should really blame those homies downloading porn like shitzzle upstair. you crazy crackhead mofos. you aint trippin' me with all this accusations. this dame is diamond yo, i shine smart, i break none. word.

**boss - angry mufasa voice
lowly lackey - grima wormtongue
me - dave chappelle

July 07, 2006

on karma

i made a list, a la earl hickey, on bad things i have done unto people couple of months back.
i didn't get far, stopped around number 30 because i got scared
scared at how evil i actually am and how the hell am i gonna make up for the 29 things i've done.

do i believe in karma?
sure i do. good things happen to good people (and shiren happens to bad people. har har har. sorry. private joke)
when bad things happend to me, i know i deserved it somehow and would just braved it through.
but funnily enough, everytime something good happens, i dont really feel its happening cause i deserve it. more like its happening because i got lucky.

which would either tell you, a) good things dont often happen to me or b) im a ungrateful selfish bitch.

back to my list, yeah, it scared me shitless. i know i've done some things im not proud of but being confronted in writings (and numbered!) made it so much more, i dont know, eerie.

question: how bad it really is?
im not gonna post the list here (i like to live longer than 22). i'd maybe share a couple of the (lesser evil) misdeeds. like number 12, sheared off cousin's doll hair in 1990.

question: make things right?
i dunno. some of the things i did were pretty severe (am too gutless to own up) and some were done unto general population i.e total strangers (how the heck am i gonna find the dude i shortchanged 10 bucks in 2001?) im a pathetic coward, what can i say?

question: so now what?
be a better human.
start treating people better.
count my blessings now.
stop watching 'my name is earl'.
think more about things i'm doing and the consequences.
burn the damn list.
grow a bloody spine and start owning up.

karma, it makes you loopy.

on happier notes, meeting old friends this weekend, redoing the garden (shrub shopping! yay), a craft fair and the WORLD CUP to look forward to. sweet!
FORZA ITALIA!
(discreet cheer: allez france!)
wink wink.
have a good one people.

July 06, 2006

on plausible grounds to miss sleep

woohoo.
it actually worked.
france got through.
i really do have special powers.
who would have thunk.

the finals. wow.
tough call.
according to my football team philosophy 'if its not sweden, pick one with the most gunners innit'; i am very much cemented into supporting the France team.
but the italiennes are all oh-so-cute!!
*squee*

by the way, how hot is juergen klinsmann?
scorching. this is one sexy germish.
sigh.



July 05, 2006

on random stuff

picking team to root for
i was/am camp sweden but not being an idiot i know we wont win the WC. and im too big of a game fan to miss non sweden matches. so my principle of choosing teams is quite simple: i will root for whichever side that have more arsenal players.
so for tonight, lets see, portugal have erm, zero gunners in the team whereas france have KING HENRY. so, no brainer. just to back it up more, theres also viera and wiltord (ex gunners) and pires (ex gunners and not in the WC campaign)
..but of course officially im supporting portugal tonight *refer previous post*

pires
why isnt he?

surviving on coffee, junkfood and adrenaline
work, starbucks shift, football match, work, football match.
need to squeeze in some shut eyes soon. is it only wednesday?
yawn.must.get.some.sleep.soon.zzz.floor.

takoyaki
can u believe there's not one place in the greater KL area that sells takoyaki balls.
none.
nearest would be in damansara which might as well be in beijing.
and we call ourself civillized.
sneer.

Dhaun
is the name of my pet house plant purchased last month at IKEA. been thriving under my care (translate: its not dead yet). getting a house plant (and keeping it alive for more than 6 weeks) is on my '22 things to do at 22' list.

Superman Returns
is a good watch, yes? like, its totally worth the admission ticket? like, its totally unlike the sheer unadulterated disappoinment dud XMen 3 was? like, i should go watch it, now, now, now?
is it?

self discipline
no more buying books, tops (officewear or otherwise), casual footwear or bags for the month of july, y'hear?
i can do this.

on my football superpowers

apparently each and every WC team i support would lose.
well, lately it seems like that.
realizing this, i shall use my superpower of cheer and support accordingly now.
i shall obviously support the other team so that my discreetly favorite team would win.
ingenuous.

so, here's for tonight's meet.
PORTUGAL PORTUGAL PORTUGAL!!!
woot.

geddit?

July 04, 2006

on being an evil person

i hate chain e-mails.
i really do.
people send u emails or messages saying blah blah blah, if u send this to 15 different people then u'll get a gold hamburger but if you dont, well, your frog is a murdering shithead.
the latest one i got was about selawats and istighfars and here's the punchline, if i dont forward it my friends it means i've succumbed to the devil and doomed to hell hereafter.
seriously.
but what pisses me more is the number of friends who would actually forward the dang emails as per instruction.
i mean, dude, you will not get luckier in love nor would you receive a mangmillion dollars nor would the sky wont fall on you nor would your friendster's account would close nor would would you save a baby's life.
it just doesnt make sense.
the other time i would just be amazed by the sheer LOSER attributes some people have to actually come up with these things.
man, some people sure have nothing to do.

i know for a fact that some chains have been circulating for more than 2 years now. thats pretty amazing considering. ive received the same chain emails from total opposite of my network ends.
i guess gullible fools are born everyday.
and i noticed emails propagating bad omens like "should you fail to forward this to 67 million people you shall have green hair growing out of your ears and then you shall die" would have better chances of being circulated than chains offering good lucks, love or joy.
never underestimate the power of paranoia, i always say.
..
i never said that before actually but you get the idea.
sigh.
chain emails, they make the world come together.

but what do i care, im already destined for hell anyways.