sentimentalism

i know. again?
but hazey tagged. so since i'm already here, might as well.

seven things to do before you die:
1. skydive
2. buy a grand piano
3. get locked in a shopping mall overnight
4. tell everyone i dislike precisely why i dislike them
5. watch a baby being born - not necessarily my own
6. write and produce and have my song sung in public
7. experience a near-death experience

seven things you can do
1. play the piano
2. play the guitar
3. sing
4. act
5. be bossy
6. emo
7. cry on cue

seven celebrity crushes
1. fred weasley
2. george weasley
3. sam witwicky
4. okay so this isn't exactly celebrity crushes
5. but i fall in love with fictional people

seven most repeated phrases/words
1. what
2. EHH
3. damn
4. hah
5. shaddap
6. shit
7. *laughs*

seven physical traits to look for in the opposite sex [physical ah?]
1. tall. about a head taller.
2. skinny
3. broad shoulders
4. nice hair
5. intense, sparkly eyes
6. mysterious smile
7. must not be prettier than i am =D

seven tags to go to
1. fern
2. ennie
3. stef
4. natty
5. pearly [if you've got the time]
6. yenping
7. whoever lah.

so much for being semangat and wanting to blog everyday.
i don't think that's possible anymore.
spm is too close and i am too unprepared.
so don't really expect frequent updates.
i don't update anything.
not even my flickr account.

dear Lord,
help me.

i'm only here because of a tag by fern.

Rules

1. Each blogger must repost these rules.
2. Each blogger have to rant 8 random facts/habits of themselves.
3. List 5 ppl to be tagged.
4. Drop by their blog and let them know that they've been "TAGGED!".

right.

8 Facts About Me

1. i love chunky peanut butter. i hate creamy peanut butter. it doesn't make sense, i know. but since when have i ever made sense? creamy peanut butter is just brown goo with the consistency of mucus.

2. i never had proper music lessons. i hated lessons back then. my parents had to carry the cane around just to get me to practice. actually, i'm glad i didn't take lessons. i would have hated it.

3. people in general annoy me. most of them are girls.

4. people have this general idea that i'm smart - but truthfully, i'm not. in fact, i'm actually really stupid. and i'm probably stupid because i'm lazy. hooray. now you know. so stop thinking that i'm in amiga.

5. i'm actually quiet. i know this is shocking, but i am. i keep most thoughts to myself. i'm noisy when i'm comfortable/hyper. you assume i'm noisy and loudmouthed, but that's just me being attention seeking and high =)

6. i often think i am more than what i really am. i am full of myself.

7. my idea of heaven is falling asleep in a completely dark, air-conditioned room on a huge bed with MOUNTAINS of pillows and a comforter as fat as anything.

8. i am not left brain-inclined. i can't calculate to save my life. if my calculator was alive, it'd be disappointed to have me as an owner. my world doesn't consist of numbers. it consists of silver swirls and pretty things and dark air-conditioned rooms with huge beds and pillows and fat comforters =)

there you go.

i tag:
you if you read this.

btw, much love and thanks to fern and ennie and weijun and willie and kevin and bea and stef who helped me not feel lonely on sunday night. you guys are a blast. we need to do this more often.

p/s: ennie is a metro.

oh no so it is true that non-voxers can't comment.
that's stupid.
vox people, you need to fix that.

oh well.
i didn't get chosen for ns.

which is um... okay. i guess.
i don't know lah. i suppose i wouldnt really mind going for ns, it sounds fun. but then maybe when i really get chosen, it'll be a different story altogether. then maybe i'll cry in my room for a whole day. like kit =)
okay la, not so drastic.

anyhows,
i have been semangated to study.
why?
because i've got a bloody brilliant uncle who lives in the US who loves his nieces and nephews to death who just made me a superb superb MAGNIFICENT spm deal. the contents of said deal will not be revealed, later you all come and haunt me for dinner and lunch and breakfast.

recently, i've been feeling kinda emo. but i don't think anyone really knows that. and i don't think they know why either.
it's funny, you know. i used to be so extreme and out there, and i think i've just sort of quietened down and realize that some things are best kept to and for myself.
even now, i'm sort of wondering if telling you this is telling you too much.

i'm disappointed. in what? alot. people, things, circumstances. myself. half an hour ago, my hormones induced me to open up the two boxes in which i keep all the sentimental stuff. box 1 is for the stuff i've let go of, box 2 is for the stuff that still affects me.

it is quite saddening to open up card after card, letter after letter, from people after people who wish and pray for the best in my life and express their hopes that one day i might become something more than what i was - and yet to just realize how far i've fallen from the prayers they've said for me. you know what it's like, seeing something growing and taking shape and having lots of expectations and good intentions because you think it's gonna be something worthwhile...

... and then those hopes and aspirations just tumble into a messy heap, like silk curtains that weren't hung properly. and in that moment, you realize - your moment has just passed you by, girl.

passed me by.

i don't like it, but i think that's how it's gonna be from now on.
looking back and looking at all the opportunities that's passed me by. watching other people who have made their defining moments. and just thinking about how i've missed mine.

so how now?
trudge along, make the best out of what is left behind. perhaps try not to allow truths to become even more real. try not to live up to the saggy name i've made for myself. and perhaps hope that whatever good thing that's left of the good things i've missed, i don't forsake them.

i think i've got to thank her personally one day - she probably doesn't know what she's done, but i owe alot to her for not falling even lower than i already have. to the lady who taught me about humility yet knew how to bring the best out of me.

in the meanwhile,
i've got to go back to studying. that spm deal is too much to pass up.

p/s: josiah is a nice name.

every time i think of giving up this blogging business, i come back and look at my pretty vox page, and i get all inspired to write and be journalistical again.

Things I Find Funny

1. is it me, or is the number of annoying people increasing everyday?
- i know this totally sounds completely mean, shallow and bimbotic, but it just seems to me that i encounter more and more people who will annoy me on a personal basis. it's funny because everyday i pray to be more gracious, yet i hardly am around the people who you know, annoy me. oh grace growers. aha i geddit. they will be around til i grow some grace.

2. that people do and resort to odd things when they are intimidated
- this is particularly for a good friend of mine who is constantly antagonized by this other girl. i shall stop here because if i don't, there'll be a huge unnecessary controversy and basically, life is tough enough without having to hear people talk about you behind your back. i've also got to stop here because i've learned not to take other people's troubles to heart unnecessarily.

3. conversations with su-lyn
- [| OPA |]  { ..::*::.. L y n N i e ..::*::..} says:
i think moral is a waste of time.

anniesu says:
moral's act easy once u figured it out

[| OPA |]  { ..::*::.. L y n N i e ..::*::..} says:
but still stewpeed and useless. makes stdents less bermoral since they curse so much when studying it.

4. kevin's frustrated reactions
- he starts rambling about the thing he's frustrated about and talks too fast and it gets too much so he ends up holding his head in his hands and going "haiijyoooooohhh"

5. people stay, people leave, people change
- friends you thought would last forever probably never do, and the ones that stay on are the ones you never saw coming in the first place. people you thought had your back were probably the first ones to turn against you and the ones who are there to protect you were the people you never noticed.

6. what we don't like in other people are often the things we don't like about ourselves
- which also means that the more annoying people i see, the more faults i see in myself. i need to learn to be gracious. i need to learn to be gracious. i NEED to be gracious.

updates
1. i know spm's coming nearer. it's 96 days away. double digit already. time to really use this cerebral cortex of mine.
oh by the way, i've got an spm buddy. it's su-lyn. we pray/encourage each other about spm.
i actually have another spm buddy, adrian actually. we made a deal to study 3 hours daily and account for what we studied the day after. it lasted for 2 days.

2. and apparently, NS wasn't in God's great design for my life. because as far as i know, i'm not going. no ugly blue striped uniforms for me!

3. i NEED to be more gracious.

4. i'm seriously broke this month. what to do? everybody's birthday in august.
happy birthday to yaoyun, walter, su-lyn, barry, cherly and jan. not to mentions upcoming ones like jc's, teacher grace's, sara's and chewie's.

5. looking forward to the prospect of leaving smk usj 12. just not looking forward to the people whom i'll be leaving behind. [this is the part where i get attach-ish and sentimental]

oh no, i thought i forgot what i was supposed to write about. but luckily i remembered.

you know how God puts the people in our lives at specific moments for bloody good reasons?
some people are there to teach us lessons, some to remind us again how simple life should be, some to be grace growers, some to annoy the chickenshit out of us, and some to give us good good good memories.

i'd have to say, i'm gonna dedicate a few posts to some of the people who have made my senior year indeed a very memorable one.

i'm sad to say that i don't really have pictures of them yet, this is is a work in progress, so i'm hoping that by the time i'm done saying all i want to say about my honeys, i'll have some good shots of them.

today, the 7th of august 2007, i retired.

i guess it's only a very select few who get to retire twice in their life. well, thrice if you count dying. and today was my first retirement. was odd to hear someone older than i was wishing me ''selamat bersara''. ooohhm. okay.

honestly, i am glad to be rid of that prefect title. i guess i've always been more of a rule breaker than rule keeper and i felt very stifled not being able to break rules [small ones lah, like long nails, unpinned hair, eating in class etc] and every time i indulged in breaking those teeny weeny rules, i felt like a hypocrite. thank goodness i shall be able to get back to my natural self tomorrow.

yeah there were certain pluses in being a prefect like going to recess early, using any stairs i want, getting to go out of class without needing a pass and of course, wearing their super cool uniform. hah. i am a bimbo, i know. along the way, i've also met some really intriguing people who remind that goodness and uprightness is not dead in the world. it was through being a prefect that i learnt some lessons on leadership and in return, been inspired by said people. on another note, i make good friends with head prefects =) all except one.

but hooray for being no longer a prefect. no longer having to wake up early to go to school for roll call, and missing relief periods and other things. hooray because i can now spend more time in class, spend my recess with my lovelies and having to be so uptight about all the rules all the time.

ooh.

p/s: as for nickolai, lily and the rest of the new cabinet, i have faith in them. much more than i had in my own cabinet. HAH.

i know it's rude to brag and that i probably shouldn't rub it in everybody's faces...

... but say hello to your rimup champions =D

best of all, we won our finals match. i remember when we played our first match against oracle and we were so scared because they had mean-looking tough chicks. hahah and now we're champions, yo. much love to the all the girls on the team.

btw, our team comprised of tiny little girls. i am the tallest in my team hah!

anyways, i'm darn lazy to go and post about how 5cyberlink won rimup and all that cos you will just say that i'm being arrogant and braggy and start saying mean little things about me to make you feel good so i shall just let you hear it from the people who will be talking about how 5cyberlink are rimup champions.

this post is for the future fathers who will have future daughters.
i think it's a foolproof guide.

anniesu on vox presents...

1. ensure that the dates only involve the father and daughter
    - seems obvious, isn't it? if you have another child, it will not work. if you leave your other child at home while going  on said dates, father and daughter will both develop guilty conscience. if you have more than one daughter, please be sure to spread your dates out evenly among them. if this caution is not taken, jealousy among the siblings will ensue.

2. suggest eating place that you know is foolproof with daughter
    - my father, is damn pandai.
    "where do you wanna go for lunch? mcdonald's? burger king? kenny rogers?"
    "uh...anywhere only lah."

3. do something that you and your daughter know your future wife will disapprove of
    eg: eating fast food when daughter is recovering from supersickness or keeping it a secret that you have allowed your daughter to skip tuition classes because of said father-daughter date

4. discuss relevant topics with daughter
    - please do not insert topics like taxation, bills, ongoing political downfall of nation, electronics. okay i change my mind. you can discuss those topics but only if your daughter brings them up first. but also do look out for signs that daughter secretly intends for a change of topic.

5. cleverly disguise your real intentions to bond with daughter
    - for example, "want to follow me go and buy a 2G pendrive?" or "we've run out of bread."

as for daughters,

1. never take advantage of your father-daughter dates
    - for instance, if your father suggests places to eat like mcd's or bk, take it as a hint that that is his budget set. DO NOT, when father suggests bk, insist on going to Friday. also, DO NOT think of your father as a budgetless credit card. when your dad says he wants to buy ONE 2G pendrive, do not hassle him to buy another one for you or drag him over to ipod counter and state the colour of your ipod of choice.

2. do not be cold/rude
    - daddy is being very nice to take you out on such everyday occasions. it would be very ungrateful of you to not speak to your father, not reply to your father's comments, or shoot back acid replies.

3. please remind father to take other siblings out for dates too
    - by doing this, you are indirectly encouraging more dates from your dad. it will also make you look like you are a good sister.

i think i should patent this.

p/s: my nose has gone on an all-out war.

   
  

hmm this is odd.
i know i've said about wanting to stop blogging since it takes up too much time to come up with good solid posts, and how i have an issue with said old blog and everything.

never mind. hooray to the people of vox who make blogging much easier and interesting. i foresee a massive amount switches to vox after people agree that vox is the best blog host website out there.

speaking of switches, i have betrayed digi, digi of the really nice advertisements, digi of the yellow man, digi of the so-called widest coverage, digi of the 016 - and have joined the maxis family. *inserts ranting noise* i personally am much attached to my digi number, don't really want to change.

in all honesty, here is the real reason why i don't want to join the maxis clan.

"whylah you don't want to get a maxis number? it's cheaper!"

disclaimer: it is only cheaper, because most of dear friends/people whom i must contact are maxis users.

and i shall answer "because digi advertisements...are...so...much...better than stupidmaxisadverts."

yes, i am mentally unfit.

so now, i am no longer a subscriber of digi of the really nice advertisments. instead, i have joined you boring maxis people. therefore, i am subject to become boring like the maxis adverts.

i know. what is it with me and adverts?
well, you can't run away from advertising you know. adverts make or break the name. things are nice/not nice because of adverts. example: ikea vs courts mammoth / nike vs bata / digi vs maxis. some may argue that adverts hold more style than substance. true. but you can't deny the power of an advertisements.

what is it with me and adverts?
i know why. adverts remind me to start breathing again when i watch episodes of grey's anatomy.

p/s: being sick sucks. being sick on weekends suck. not being sick on schooldays suck even more.

pp/s: i was one mark away from clinching RM500. shoot. me.