i spent the whole of last week confined in a moneyless pit. i forced myself to stay home unless someone offered to pay for my day out la...anyway, having no money, a LOT of time, and home beginning to feel slightly Alcatraz like, i signed up for a one week vip pass at True Fitness.

seeing as how i failed to make use of any of the free gym trial periods i signed up for in the past year (even Celebrity Fitness that's a 10minute walk from my place), i was apprehensive at 1st...but then what the heck right? it's free...i signed up on friday night and went for my 1st workout sesh on sat (after an awful lot of persuading and mental psyching up). the place is actually really nice. lots of equipment, lots of friendly helpful ppl, and lots of mirrors to remind yourself that this self inflicted torture is for the betterment of your jigglies.

after almost an hour & a half of testing out all their fun equiment, rin and i decided we've had nuff. i was feeling light headed and floaty and fit so i went to check my total body fat. guess what? i'm bordering on obesity!! i should suppose the machine's broken *self denial*...oh well...let's go put back all the calories we lost! dinnertime!!
~sidetrack abit, according to my BMI, for my height i can actually go up to 57kg before becoming overweight. what more becoming obese?? i'll have to be about 60-65kg before i can be considered obese...how can i be almost obese???

anyway, contrary to kurt belief, the elevators in gyms/fitness centres aren't for lazy members who are only members coz, well, everyone in the klang valley is, but are actually for those fanatics who stay in the gym the whole day, whose muscles have decided to go on strike due to unpaid OT and, if not for the elevator, will be rolling down the stairs to get home or hiding in the shower to spend the night. believe me! after only an hour & a half, rolling down the stairs was beginning to look awfully tempting.

conclusion of this inspiring tale of the spud's trip to the gym? i'm back to being a spud. my whole damn body is protesting..besides, aren't nicknames like 'pudding' and 'plumpkin' 'pumpkin' more endearing than say 'tight buns' or 'popeye'?

but then again, if working out can help u look like this in a polo shirt...

.....!!!

after a whole week of successfully not spending money, i went out yesterday for harry potter and in the process blew 50bucks...don't ask me how man...sigh...such talent is better left undiscovered...eedyot...

word of the day : to error is human, to forgive is divine

i'm so impressed with a certain mr annonymous who actually was able to tell the difference between haute couture and billboard couture. this fella has always had difficulties understanding what the problem was with matching a khaki colored shirt with khaki pants. and so when those profound words escaped from his lips, "it's like comparing Guess, a cheap but renowned brand, with Gucci", i was in awe...never knew he knew the difference...never knew he would consider Guess cheap....

u know, sleeping early is just a state of mind. in fact, time is relative. how do u define early when all around the world, time is different? if i'm supposed to sleep at say, 10 o'clock every night, and that's considered a healthy lifestlye, then shouldn't the whole world be expected to sleep at my 10 o'clock regardless of what time zone they're in? i think sleeping early is just something parents concocted to get their kids out of their hair for the rest of the night. sleep doesn't have to have a fixed time for everyone. u create your own sleeping hours according to your own lifestyle so as long as u get your 7-8 hours of sleep, you're good to go. unless someone can give me some scientific proof that the early night elements (the moon, the trees, the tide, the air...) has an effect on the quality of my sleep, i'll continue to sleep at 4 and wake at 2...yarr! tis the sweet life of a bummer.

word of the day : my left foot always be better than the right one

i've been wondering all weekend...what and when is a date? there are so many definitions and so many different points of view that it's mind blowing!

there's the mommy POV that always gets me into soo much trouble. she thinks a date is when 2 ppl go out. with or without knowledge of any romantic agendas, when 2 ppl of the preferred sex go out, it's considered a date. weird huh? but i guess at that time, that was how things were.

in the US, after the 3rd date u're officially a couple. but how do u know a date is a date? wouldn't it be scary to unknowingly be 'officially' dating someone? horror of horrors!! hehe! guess there's that BIG flaw in non-verbal agreements (which, btw, are not binding under common law. simply means, if a random guy were to say "i'll buy u the moon!" and doesn't follow through with it, u can't sue...just FYI...). there's always place for misunderstandings and miscommunication.

this one friend i asked said that a date is when both parties are aware of each other's feelings for each other and agree to go out on that basis.

i guess that's the malaysian way? what say u?

anyway, i suppose it all boils down to what u define a date to be. a date could merely be goin out, even as friends, to get to know someone better. it doesn't have to be more than that nor does either party need to know of any hidden feelings. or, a date could be a special outing at a fancy place to celebrate an occassion...a one time thing. couldn't it?

the reason i'm getting all...like this(!!!) is coz i like goin out with ppl one on one. i feel that u get to know someone better that way. and, not trying to be weird or anything but most of my good friends are guys which really keeps my mom worried all day (and night). she keeps lamenting that i'm dating like a few hundred guys at a go...but i'm not...it's gonna be a lonely christmas for me...but it's ok =) i'm happy that way. and my mom should know that too!! it's at times like these that i wish she reads my blog..harhar...

btw, here's something to totally gross u out. found this at a forums site my bro frequents. a woman dies after ants eat her eye.

word of the day :

*this is actually monday's post but i forgot to publish it...heh...=)

i...
feel like eating cake...banana choc cake...tiramisu...choc cheese...blueberry cheese...
hey, where does the phrase "...like hot cakes" come from? most of the cakes i eat are cold...and ppl snap up hot buns don't they?

i...
am wondering why old ppl talk to themselves. i was in the toilet just a moment ago and i could hear my granma muttering bout big ass rats the size of cats wandering my house' back lanes...hehe! i'm guessing, "better say it before i forget it even if there's no one here to hear it"

i...
am a mean but discreetly loving grandaughter...really wan!

i...
have a blocked runny nose that's on a sneezing frenzy... =(

i...
am sooo sleepy but slept the whole day

i...
got rooster's album and it's great!

i...
had an interesting thanksgiving dinner with my family last night. i think it was at oriental restaurant, this chinese restaurant in that jaya coldstorage building...i'm just really bad at names la k...anyway, the 1st thing my bro noticed in that private room was the karaoke machine (which would explain why the room was private..). we shrugged it off and ate till 9 when everyone went insane and sang till 11+...it's just weird doing karaoke with all my aunts and uncles...boy, u should've seen them (which is a friggin good thing the room was private)

word of the day : it's disgusting, but i love it!

for a dog lover, being allergic to dog fur is such a curse! i just fed my dog, spent some time playing with him and now i can't stop sneezing...so incredibly irritating...

anyway, was supposed to watch harry potter just now but we couldn't get tickets so wen yan and i decided to take a drive down to sedaya to visit his friend. she's soo cute!! kinda reminds me of...me...with the exception of an impeccably neat room...she's one of those rare sedaya-ites who speak english and is chinese...sigh...too bad she's leaving next yr..

after sedaya we went to island cafe, this new lepak cafe in ss2 next to horus (??) cyber cafe. my accomplishment of the day? i beat wen yan at othello!!! muahaha! i'm actually good at strategising *grin* omg!! i'm intelligent..! i never win these kinds of games and i've ever only played them with my bro and dad who are pretty damn good! i can win them at monopoly but when it comes to chess or scrabble or chinese chess or checkers, i'm terrible! i never win!! but i won today...hehe =)

call me a scatter brain coz i totally forgot that this week's my course selection week. tomorrow's my last day to sign up, thank goodness for last minute shock memory (last minute shock memory is a, sort of, backup memory that waits till the very last minute to remind u of something important. it's that nagging feeling u get at the back of your mind that makes u think u're forgetting something that is only to reveal itself just before it's too late or when it's already too late thus leaving u in a shocked panicky state for quite a few moments. happens on such occassions as birthdays, anniversaries, exams, meetings and course selection week). i thought my friends would be as unkiasu as i am but as it turns out, they're so kiasu!! they've all done their selections already!! looks like i gotta go alone then...*pout*

my bro sucks!! he ate all the Pods!!!!! i'm sooo pissed!! his friend (i'm asuming it's luqzan? not hinting or anything...but...sometimes, 2 boxes is better than 1...hee!) brought Snickers Pods back from aussieland and they're to die for!! everyday i'll pop 2 coz there really isn't much in the box and i was trying to stretch out the bliss period. i came back today and found an empty box in the bin...*double pout*

buy me pods!! i want pods!!!!
i want walkers choc chunk cookies too...my aunt brought over a box during the weekend, wanted my bro and i to indulge in some sinfully fattening foods. oh goodness...it's so rich! the cookies aren't crunchy, it's moist and it's got dark choc and milk choc chunks in it. not those crappy fake chipsmore-no-chips kind but actual choc chunks all over!! u get like 3 delectable chunks in every tantalising bite (my bites were small)!! and the chunks are still melty!!!! my gosh!!!! i'm seriously hyperventilating right now...

don't judge me! i'm a girl with many weaknesses and chocolates are one of them...i'm a...

...no nuts please =)

word of the day : he's just a boy and i'm just a girl. can i make it anymore obvious?

u know, radio ads nowadays are getting more and more ingenious like some of the KFC ads in the previous months were pretty good...and then there are those that leave u wondering why in the world u weren't more convinced. i mean seriously, slogans like "vandalism sucks" and "piracy is not cool" just makes me wanna stop kicking road signs and spend more money making rich men richer. whatever happened to "say no to cigarettes"...sheesh...

hey, i really wonder what ppl are thinking when they send offensive sms forwards. funny ones can be excused but when it's not even remotely funny...
it's so annoying to be disturbed by a beeping phone while watching an intense movie only to find the whole point of the blady 3 page long msg was to say your head is the shape of a dustbin. what, are we suddenly 5 again?? know your audience! getting a girl who is really not in the mood for your childish definition of entertainment would introduce u to a fistful of glares and of course she/me would ignore all your calls indefinitely or just plain bar your number, which is nowhere near what a woman's wrath is capable of.

anyway, i've got an issue to pick with flamers. i really wonder what kinda thrills they get from attacking ppl, preying on the rich, the beautiful, and the famous. i've been reading some famous blogs recently and find these bloggers to be perfectly nice, not condescending nor spitefully controversial in the least but yet still get flamed by vindictive "internet ppl". what do u get out of it?? so u go around calling ppl spoilt brats who waste their lives in a spiral of decadence but will that change anything? are they suddenly gonna stop being an extravagant lump just coz u called them on it? so what if u actually succeed in pushing them out of the blogworld? how does that change anything??? the only thing u'll get out of it is one less blog to read and another hour to kill...i don't get it........

would u like my peas?

word of the day : it's not wasted, it's just not eaten

not everyone looks good bald but sometimes baldness just ain't an option. there are 3 types of baldness; the kind u're born with, the kind u choose as a fashion statement, and the kind u grow old into.

alopecia universalis is a condition that renders the individual hairless from birth. it is a hereditary condition that passes from generation to generation and is basically caused by a mutant gene. people who suffer from AU do not have a single hair on their bodies. though hair follicles can be found, there are only very few and these few do not contain hair shafts. an AU patient has no facial hair, no arm or leg hair, no armpit hair, no pubics...not a very pleasant abnormality to go through.






baldness may be a problem to some but others consider it a fashion option and some really do look so sexy bare.

















































male pattern baldness is the most common type of hair loss in men. it usually follows a typical pattern of receding hairline and hair thinning on the crown, and is caused by hormones and genetic predisposition. this kind of hair loss is actually hereditary as well and is caused by the X chromosome that carries this recessive 'flaw'. thus, pattern baldness is more common in men than in women. however, male pattern baldness may not be that bad a thing. as the saying goes, men appreciate with age and a receding hairline may even contribute to a man's worth.



































and some have their poor wives reminiscing the good old days.































word of the day : she laughs at my dreams but i dream about her laughter

i went to PD during the festive holidays with my family and close relatives. here's a link to my cousin's site where she can help me out with the talking la...i don't know why, but after i finally figured out how to work my cammie, a hidden passion's been unearthed. i may not be very good at phototaking but u have no idea how fun it is! if it's taking u too long to upload my page, it's about time u got broadband...

too damn many cars on the road...jam in seremban...

...take pics of the sky la...

reached the Tractors bungalow and found a pair of mushrooms *grin*

and a very excited brother...

the bungalow's exterior...

and its interior...

the revamped bedrooms were lovely!! but the extra bed i had to sleep on was awful...the sheets and the blanket irritated my nose so badly i couldn't sleep.

the beach...

cousins on the beach...

family on the beach...

fish on the beach...

sunsets on the beach...

beautiful skies...

beautiful waves...

and the beautiful people...

FUNFAIRS!!!!
me and chewie went to the euro funfair today. i heard lotsa stories bout the scary ass rides they have there so i couldn't resist! i looove the thrill of being scared out of my spine *grin*

so, we reached there at about 10pm, took a walk round the fair to see what they had to offer. it's RM3 per entry, rides & games require tokens that are RM2 each. i already wasn't feeling too good coz i had coffee and coffee does weird things to me...u can imagine la. every single ride somehow seemed so scary! the 1st ride we set our eyes on was the 'shotgun' (the pic below). we were thinking, "wow! this looks like fun! let's save it for later."

and we moved on...
the 1st ride we sat on was the fun-nest looking one (the bottom pic).

talk about woohoo! it was considerably tame la but i got down feeling soooo dizzy, i had to sit down...meanwhile taking pics of this really scary looking ride called 'the challenger'


the blady claw is actually spinning while the arm swings like a pendulum. i thought i remembered my bro warning me bout this ride so i stayed clear of it...

was still feeling queasy so we played a game. it was a game of pure luck. u pay 2 tokens for 5 tickets or 3 tokens for 8 tickets. u peel open the ticket to reveal a number that is either a 'lucky' number that will win u a teddy bear or a random number that will win u nothing. the more lucky tickets u get, the bigger the bear u get. so i bought 5 tix & chewie bought 8. peeled open the 1st one, random number. peeled open the 2nd one, OMG!!! i got one!!! I GOT ONE!!! chewie was still peeling open his stack while another group started looking at me with envious eyes, asked me where i picked my tickets from...geez...from the basket la...so anyway, i thought i had to get a few more hits before i could win anything. we opened all our tix to reveal no other lucky numbers. felt slightly dejected while handing in my lucky numbered ticket to the stall guy...asked him what i could get with it and he said i was entitled to the small bears. but u know, those small bears weren't very small at all! and i had my eyes on the small bears anyway. i was soooo happy!!!

check out my bear!!! woohoo! and look how fresh we looked...after that we were all gung-hoed up for the scary rides...here we go...we did the shotgun and that was the end of everything...go back to the 1st pic and imagine it going in circles for about 2-3 minutes. I'M NOT KIDDING!! ok la, i didn't time it but it sure as heck felt like an eternity. to top off this nightmarish ride, chew had put some of his stuff in my bag like his hp and keys. well, it doesn't seem like much but i was carrying a tiny lil bag! while on the ride, i must've jostled the clasp undone and get this...while we were suspended upside down for a good 5 seconds, i suddenly felt an urge to check my clasp and at that very moment his hp came flying out of my bag. i caught my bag just in time to keep the other stuff inside...omg...there goes chew's hp.......after that, my stomach couldn't stop churning and the ride just didn't seem to wanna end. it was horrible!! i felt soooo bad....i'm sooo sorry!!! when we finally got down from the ride, we went around looking for his hp and found bits and pieces. couldn't even find his SIM card...sigh...
to ease my up-chuck reflexes, we went on the ferris wheel...

check out the i'm-gonna-hurl-in-a-second looks

check out the gorgeous view though...i could even see The Curve & Ikano from there but i was too stoned to take any more pics.
conclusion? it was a pretty good trip to the funfair...we had a LOT of fun but maybe...just maybe, it's a good thing to be a boring person *wink*

p/s: the ride my bro warned me about wasn't the challenger but was in fact, the shotgun. the challenger was actually quite fun, as according to him. curses on short term memory loss...

p/p/s: i went window shopping today and revisited my ken cole bag...omg...i want it so badly...saw another bag i like from nine west. pretty much the same price but it's bigger and probably more practical for the price. and then chew just HAD TO introduce me to braun buffel...my gosh!!! the bag i saw there is sooo gorgeous!!! gorgeous price tag too...no worries. i'm looking for work already...

word of the day : i buy to share coz i shared to buy

God creates a perfect beauty but man contributes a quirky twist.

i was standing at the edge of the sea watching its perfect waves tumble onto the sand. the sun was blazing, the wind was salty. i was alone standing knee deep in water and sea foam singing at the top of my just-woke-up lungs of how God is more than my very being.. and then i saw a cheap orange plastic comb floating atop the waters being carried along like a helpless child. i found beauty in the fusion of man and God.

there is nothing greater than finding a perfect God who creates perfection within imperfections.
there is nothing greater than knowing a perfect God who offers freedom within captivity.
there is nothing more perfect than having a perfect God perfect you