Top 12 Scariest Episodes

 I stole it from ONTD and the reason this is so is to basically point out that Bloody Mary is #1 on the list. 

I TOLD YOU SO. Fuck that episode makes me want to pee in fear all the time. As in I've attempted SEVERAL times to finish watching it but I never could get through it. 

I'm a wuss.

:/

Awkward. Very awkward.

I'm even more embarrassed that it's from Women's Weekly. Dude, I never bothered with W.W. cause it's a freaking boring magazine in the first place.

I miss literature.

Wait, let me rephrase that.

I miss being surrounded by literature.

Gone are the days when reading a book was considered doing my research. I miss reading sentences littered with metaphors. I yearn for those moments when one had to only tell me the title of a poem and not only would I be vibrating with glee when I realize that I could not only name the author, but also quote a line or two as well.

Now, to get my literature fix, I've resorted to abandoning my romance fiction to cater to more literary-defined materials.

I'm in the middle of Antony and Cleopatra by Colleen Mccullough and it's a struggle.

I may not have due dates and I may not have reports to write anymore, but I do have a part of my soul to save. And right now, I feel like it's slowly suffocating.

The one thing about literature that I've always reveled in is that indescribable feeling when I come across a flurry of words that make up a vibration of colours that portray a variety of emotions. I know that I'm not the best reflector when it comes to thoughts and emotions but I am also aware that, God Bless, I've been awarded the ability to grasp imagaries quickly. I miss that. I miss reading a sentence once, sometimes, twice, and having these images fly around in my mind continuously in revered understanding.

I miss challenging my vocabulary skills. Those moments where an unorthodox word or two would suddenly creep up and find their way to the tip of my fingers and spilling over onto my keyboard. I miss going, "WTF did I just write?" and reaching over to my trusted Oxford to check not only the meaning but the spelling as well. I miss experiencing the realization that, hey!, I was actually right all along.

Although I would not be able to recall where I'd first heard or seen the word.

I miss literature. I miss my soul. I miss having the creative freedom to express my emotions and thoughts carelessly.

And I miss realizing that although my spelling may be bad, at least my meaning gets across.

Because I'm getting sick and tired of analyzing every single part of speech and trying to find reasons why the rules are the way they are. 

Do you know what's annoying?

Lecturers who spend TOO MUCH time on information that's worth nothing and zero time on information that's, you know, crucial to what separates between you passing or failing.

DAMMIT! FOR AN ASSOCIATE PROFESSOR, YOU SURE SUCK AS HELL.

UGH.

And now, I can't find any notes for some stupid Difficulty Index that's supposed to measure essay tests. Like WTF man? You don't teach stats by not giving students examples to work on. Masters students are still STUDENTS dammit.

AND IT'S NOT FUNNY THAT YOU WILL NOT BE PROVIDING US WITH THE FORMULA DURING FINALS. LIKE WTF?! Even if I swollow, snort, suck and drink bottles of ginko biloba, I won't be able to memorize all this shit.

UGH.

kaostic and purajo , I've been meaning to reply to your comments and I will very soon! Lol...work and studies have been kicking my butt!

I just needed to get this off my chest.


The new Mariah album? I love it. Like I really love it.





This song is just p.e.r.f.e.c.t.i.o.n. So heartbreakingly beautiful.




And on a sidenote:

I got a picture with Nick. And I didn't reallllllllly feel like gushing about it cause some of my homegirls are Nick Girls too and I feel really bad that they didn't get their moment (yet!).

And since that boy is seriously the hardest to land your grubby hands on, I guess it's pretty cool..heh..(who am I kidding? The basis of the men/boys that I've chosen in my life was based on this mo' fo')

( My parking fee for this experience cost me $43 in parking fee, dammit! )
The backstory:

I was waiting at the lobby of the hotel with jaannonymous and Siti because my super-sensitive gossip ears overheard a lot of whispers of the Boys coming down to the lobby. And sure enough, soon, Q was down, scoping the lobby and eventually used the phone behind our couch to call, well, apparently, Mr Carter. I overheard his room number but to reveal it would have been wayyyyyy too much I reckon. LOL.

Soon enough, Nick walked out from the lifts and (as usual), people started rushing in. But he stopped to take pictures and sign autographs and that's when I decided to try my luck and swooped in to ask for a picture. I was given the Carter nod but before I could go near him, Q pushed him forward and his back was suddenly to me because another girl had begun talking to him again.

But, come on, all bets are off, baby, so I decided to try and ask again and Nick stopped talking to the girl and turned back. Ok, I'm aware that he's sort of a, well, difficult character sometimes, so when he turned around and took a few steps back to me, that totally took me off guard a little. Next thing I knew his arm was around me but there was no one to take the picture so I just stretched my arm as far as I could and well..there you go, odd angle and all...</div>

So yeah. Got to finally violate The Carter. =D


Day 2


I'm gonna cut to the chase. Being in the front row with the Unbreakable set list? Felt a LOT like Sunway all over again. But to be honest, the Sunway concert was much much much better in terms of well...a lot of things. It's hard to put my finger on it but, no matter what, this concert was awesome too. Hey, it's the Boys. They know how to put on a show!

1) Us girls got blessed with Lord Carter's Water. LOL! It was funny when the water came spraying down on us. Unfortunately, our concert experience was severely disrupted by the girls around us.

2) This girl behind us kept sticking her camera phone in between liza1131 's head and mine, knocking us non-stop. There was another girl who kept screaming, "OMGNICKILOVEYOUUUUU!!" and "FUCCCCCCCCKKKKKK!! ILOVEYOUNICKKKKKKKKK!!" throughout the whole concert. It's actually in my videos so..yeah...have a ball with that one peeps. The girl next to me kept on flailing her arms all over the place.

3) At one point, we saw one of the bodyguards taking a picture of the crowd, which we KNEW was going to go on Twitter. The girl next to me started blowing air kisses at it and just shaking her body all over the place. Sighs. I guess you had to be there to experience it. And YAY for white sleeves cause despite the sorta bad pixel-ation of the picture, I can totally point us girls out! Woot!

4) From our side of the stage, we could totally see Brian imitating Howie during Howie's solo set. IT.WAS.HILARIOUS. Sorry Howie! We couldn't pay attention cause Brian was totally hamming it up backstage.

A lot of things happened but those were the highlights! Videos will be up soon! =D

And to the girls, MUAHZ!! YOU GUYS ALWAYS MAKE THESE CONCERTS SUCH FUN!!!!!!! 


I wanna write more but zomg...am sleep deprived man....

Ah..the Backstreet Exploits 2009.

LOL...I know I should be writing about it and I WILL but I decided that I'm gonna compile them up into one whole post ;)

And yes, the Carter has veen violated.

I can sorta hang up my stalker shoes now =P

liza1131 ,jaannonymous, you WILL get your moment!!!! I demand that you do!

And trumpeterofdoom , it was nice to finally meet you!! See you at the concert!! 

What started out to be a day that began with bouts of food poisoning, it ended as one of the most memorable birthdays to date.

To my crazy girlfriends, you guys have NO IDEA how thankful I am to have you guys in my life. I love you girls like a fat kid loves cake (which, of course is true, quite literally, in my case).

To every single person who have helped me burst my Facebook wall with your birthday wishes, THANK YOU GUYS SO *BLEEP* MUCH! I could not stop myself from smiling the whole day through despite my constant trips to the ladies. You guys are special. Thank you.

To my students who caked me in flour and eggs, you guys are INSANE actors. I was duped through and through. Insane! Hehehe...I love you guys...thank you for capping the night off the way you guys did.

I feel blessed to be surrounded by such amazing people. Thank you to each and everyone of you.

*Seriously cannot stop gushing*

But despite all the joy, the one person I have to thank but will never be able to do so would be my late mom. For, without her guidance, her love, her affection and her example, I would not be the tolerable person that I am today. I miss you, mama. Especially today. I'll especially miss having her wish me happy birthday with a hug and a kiss early in the morning when I would wake up with my groggy face that any other person would rather slap or punch silly.

Thank you guys. Each and everyone of you. From the bottom of my heart. Thank you for making today really really special. And thank you for making the first birthday without her one that is slightly less painful than I thought it would be. If I could give each and everyone of you guys a hug, I would.

*Virtual hug* For my crazy girlfriends, I'm gonna hug-choke you guys so tight when I see you.

=)

I don't know about you but I find it funny how when you check a library's database, and you've jotted down the CALL number for the books, and you've made your way to the shelves, you almost always never find the books that you've jotted down but end up finding other books that are of use instead.


Odd. 

Dear World,

As of tomorrow morning, I will be returning back to my normal life. No more late night theater practice, no more monitoring of stage blocks and vocalization, no more exhaustion.

I can return back to you happy, contented and all theater-ed out.

For now. Until the Fasting Month is over. ;)



*sigh of relief*

One of the perks about being a lecturer and the Theatre Club advisor is that you get to request songs during performances.

And it makes you feel self-absorbingly giddy when they dedicate the song to you.

*SQUEEEEEEEE*





On a serious note, the H1N1 situation in Malaysia is insane. We're wearing face masks on campus now. It's really really bad.

It only takes a minute for you to go back to that head space. A place where you fear and yet, recognize as what defines you.

One would think that as time passes, the issue of, or even the word "cancer" would have a less effect on me.

But truth be told, it doesn't. Because you can never really get over it, not entirely, not completely and not even remotely.

There is always that part of you that aches for your mother. The split second realization that she's not there anymore for you to hold or to hear. You can't lean on her for comfort and neither can you run to her for strength.

There is always that split second realization that she's not there anymore.

And it is a constant battle, a constant fight to push through it, to stand on your own two feet and just function. And it is during these times that you feel alone, like there is no one else out there who truly gets you. No one who actually understands.

And you watch a dance piece like this, an emotionally-charged representation of the pain, suffering, hurt, unflailing yet somewhat disenchanted hope and strength that cancer patients go through, and you realize that you're not the only one going through it.

Every cancer case in different. Not one is the same. But the emotional roller coaster that we go through, it's....real. There are no other adjectives to use except that it's real.

And that you'll miss the person every day.

Remember a small movie back in the 90s called Clueless?

Remember Dee, Mr Hall and the oh-so-gorgeous Josh?

Yeah..so it's a Clueless reunion in I Could Never Be Your Woman, which is actually freaking cool.

And the movie's not too bad actually..and I love Michelle Pfeiffer like an insane fangirl so anything she's in, I'm game. Just that the movie pretty much highlights every woman/girl's insecurity that is known under the sun.

So if you don't like talking about womanly flaws, maybe you shouldn't watch the movie..

But yeah..just a random post to poke your day.

Oh yeah..and that annoying little girl in Atonement is actually really adorable in this movie

Men who think that things are going to fall on their laps are just...annoying and frustrating. Especially when they refuse to acknowledge that they are going to have to suck up their ego and just accept that if you really want something, you're gonna have to be a man and just go fight for it.

Wimps are just...lame.

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I couldn't think of a title for this post actually :/

Anyways, although I know I haven't been around much anyways, I'll be taking some desperately needed time off from life for a week or so to hang out with my girlfriends in KL. A trip that came about SUDDENLY and without much planning, we haven't really spent much time with each other since we graduated 2 years ago so in all seriousness, we REALLY need this. There's a lot of each others' life drama that we need to catch up on...

And to just reconnect to the inner 21-year-olds within us that somehow got lost along the way while we embarked on this journey called the freaking working world..

So yeah..I'll be back...soon... =) For now, I'll try not to get my heart broken while I'm on holiday... *winks*

Cause, you know what? No one can actually not like Paul Rudd.

And that you can never have too much Paul Rudd.

<3<3<3

( Cause even everyone on ONTD loves him )

And to me, you'll always be Josh. *fangirl sigh*

m_i_a_s_m_a , here's the video I told ya about! I think you've watched it though but..hehe...



Sighs, I miss my Boys...


Just when I was beginning to doubt the existence of the new material that the Backstreet Boys seem to be working on in the studios courtesy of the MANY pictures via their Twitter (and Nickolas' of course) page,

WE GET 5 EFFING LEAKED SONGS.

Like; hello?!?! Can we get a WOOT! WOOT!??!

And the best part is? The songs are AWESOME. And I'm FLAILING over ALL of them, but especially She's A Dream...I mean, sure I can't entertain Mary Sue-fangirl thoughts about how Nick's singing about me (cause, it HAD to be him to sing lead on this VERY track) since "Shawty ain't got cable, she ain't even got a ray-dee-o," and apparently, this "shawty don't know" that he's "on the red carpet, almost every night," or the fact that he's "a celebrity," and I don't know which girl in this world doesn't know who the fracking (pun intended) Backstreet Boys are but God bless her soul for being so oblivious. The start of the song though? Reminds me of a chant with the Boys going, "Hoo...HAH...Hoo..HAH."

Oh boys.

And thank you to you-know-who-you-are for providing these goodies!! *HUGGLES!*

Dear Firah's Social Life,

You have been greatly missed. But now, you are finally back and she is ready to grab you by the throat and reclaim you.

I FUCKING MISSED MY LIFE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!




Love,

Me

Party Down.

When you miss Veronica Mars, and the movie is not getting the head start that it deserves, you have to turn to other means to get your VMars fix.


All I can say is that Party Down stars a LOT of pink bow ties, a LOT of f-words, a LOT of improv and a LOT of....the magic touch that comes from Rob Thomas. Heeee..
( Where all my Veronica Mars peoples at?!?! )