The 12km Wesak Day procession.

Firstly, I would like to wish all Buddhists a belated Happy Wesak Day.  I’m not sure how the Wesak Day comes along (yes, that would probably mean I need to brush up on my general knowledge) but my parents read in TheStar's newspaper yesterday in the Metro section about a Wesak Day procession. Mom wanted to see it so badly, so we headed out right after we finished our vegetarian curry dinner.

One of the first few floats.

I’m not going to write that much in today’s post, not because I don’t want to but it’s because there is really nothing much and I am tired. It’s 2 freaking am in the morning, by the way.

And oh, this is probably one of the first time I brought Cammy, my Canon S90 for an outdoor night photoshoot. So, mind you, the pictures might not be that sharp and all. After all, I haven’t really learn how to use my camera.

I actually didn’t intend to take such a close shot of this float, but I forgotten to un-zoom my camera then. But I liked how the shot turns out. It’s still pretty sharp to me. The ISO is set to 800 in this picture.

Them.

The picture is not as clear as the rest, mainly because I used the low light function on my camera. The ISO was pushed to the 12800! At ISO 12800, it is not even that blur. I love Cammy.

Oh, holy water.

I wouldn’t mind being splashed by the holy water, I mean it’s supposed to bring good luck or to cleanse your soul or something like that. But the thing was I had Cammy in my hand all the time. I didn't want to get it wet, so yea. I kinda like had to avoid getting splashed. But thanked God, I had lens protector on Cammy.

More holy water.

And then, we decided to watch the whole procession from a different view. We went up a nearby bridge and watched it from there instead. I got pictures from a different angle but I liked the eye level angle better.

This was one of the grandest float there.

The devotees carried a huge banner throughout the procession.

A portion of the 30 000 devotess who participated.

After a while, I got bored. So did my sis. And we started cam-whoring there. Haha.

Happy Birthday, my dear.

He turned 9 yesterday. And yes, he is still annoying everyone. Not the best picture of you, I'm not sorry. Haha.

"Time, is going by, so much faster than I" - Never Gonna Be Alone, Nickelback

You'll know that you have failed miserably as a sister when you are capable of not remembering when your brother's birthday is on. It's not that I have completely forgotten it's my brother birthday, it just slipped my mind yesterday... until dad called mom and I overheard. I've lost track of time, along with the workloads and the tests.

 Taking a picture along with his cake.

I wouldn't say I completely forgotten, I do know his birthday was on 25th of May. It's just that the 26th of May overshadowed his birthday. Today, the 26th is the CFAB orientation dinner in which I'll be emcee-ing along with Reuben Pak. It's a pretty important dinner, considering how much preparation was put into this dinner. And I’ve been working on the emcee script with Reuben, somehow I’m just so afraid I’ll screw up.  The script is approximately 2 and the half page long only. What if it’s not enough, I just keep asking myself that. I think this is when being spontaneous helps a lot. I just hope I don’t sound too casual. It’s a formal event after all.

I just realized I keep seeing the word Happy Birthday in my pictures. Guess it is obvious that this is a birthday post after all. Duh. What am I crapping, man.

Sissy and my bro.

That is a picture of a fried chicken, yes I do know that. I’m a freaking health freak but my brother wanted to eat Kentucky Fried Chicken for his birthday. He wins, he is the birthday boy after all.

 

He obviously loved it.

Happy Birthday, boy!

In love …

.. with songs. I mean these days in college I actually do bring my earphones to listen to music. Haha, I don’t usually do that but I find solace in music especially with the state of my life now.

“You’re worried you’re falling for me?” I remembered the question.

Out of the blue, that question pops up in my phone. It’s what I call random-ness and cause I send that song over to you.

Yeap, this post is random. Oh, I might be on a unannounced hiatus this week.

Weird + Funny Encounters

Hmm, so which one should I begin on first? The weird ones or the funny (also sort of embarrassing) one? I think I shall start with weird ones. I wouldn’t really consider it as really freaky weird-ish, it is just not normal.

Weird Encounter 1

This one happened last Friday after we managed to persuade our Business Maths teacher to release us early so that we could ‘watch’ the Malaysian team in action in the Thomas Cup match. So, anyway most of my classmates went back leaving behind just a handful. I wanted to access the Internet which I can’t do from the East Block because Sun-U WLAN is only limited to the main building. =.= I know. They ought to do something about it. Like, seriously.

So, I lugged my laptop to the almost empty cafeteria and started surfing there. Out of a sudden, an overly excited girl with one of those green bag started talking to me. God, I don’t even remembered what she said now. She started taking out a clear glass bottle, which turns out to be perfume. Next thing I know she sprays it on her hand and then, smudge it on my hand. All this while I was using my laptop. Whaatt. Then, she starts promoting the perfume. Boy, was I lost that time.

When she finally stopped talking, I politely said no. I’m surprised that I didn’t just ran away. Haha. She gives me the creeps, you should have seen her smile. And the best thing is that the perfume is awfully strong and stinks like cheap perfume. Eww. Could have been dog’s pee according to Reuben.

Weird Encounter 2

This encounter isn’t as weird and as long as the first one but it caught me by surprise. I was on my way to McDonalds after the scholarship ceremony in Sunway University College. While I was on my way there, a salesgirl suddenly came into my way and asked me, “You must be in college, right?”

I didn’t even know she was talking to me until I saw her smile directed at me. Man. She looked so happy for idon’tknowwhy reason. I was like, “Huh?” and she said, “Oh, you’re working already?”. Me; “No.”  And I walked as fast as I could to McDonalds. God.

Either there is something wrong with me or the salesgirls these days are getting way too creepy and they obviously do not have any sense in being polite. Though I wouldn’t mind if it was cute sales guy instead. Yes, I’m shallow, got a problem with that?

Weird Encounter 3

Okay, so now I’m in McDonalds already (it’s on the same day, place at the second encounter) and there was this other guy in the queue in front of me. So, he ordered and stood at the side waiting for his order after he finished placing his order. It’s my turn next, so I ordered what I wanted after he did. I waited patiently for him to get his food, assuming that after his order it would be mine. 5 mins later, he got his order and left. The waiter placed a tray in front of me along with fries on it.

Naturally, I assumed that the tray was my order. And since the waiter was taking eons with my burgers, I thought I’ll might as well munch on the fries first. So, I happily took one, and another, feeding it to my brother this time. I was this close to taking another when the waiter finally came and placed a McFlurry (which I didn’t order ) on the tray…… and in that split second, realization hits me. That tray is not my order! OMZG.

And I’ve been eating from it. And the guy behind him stepped in front to claim the tray. And he was standing behind me all the time, watching me munch on his French Fries. And he took the tray. And I apologized and apologized again. Thanked God, the cute guy smiled and said it was okay. Aww, at least he wasn’t a mean person. He was friendly and nice. And my oh my, I was so embarrassed that time. Lesson learnt; don’t ever assume. It makes an ASS out of U and ME. But in the case, it’s just me. Not the guy.

Holler back at you.

I honestly didn’t realize just how long I haven’t been blogging  until today when I had lunch with Crystie, Arthur and Cheok today at SS3. Cheok, the ‘beruk’ was the one who mentioned that my last post was ‘Beauty in Breakdown.’

“Damn, I haven’t been blogging.” I thought to myself.

So, lunch was apparently the best Chee Cheong Fun in Petaling Jaya or one that Arthur do know of. Well, I tried it and it was good but not fantastic. No pictures though, I didn’t bring my camera. (Don’t worry, I do have delicious food pictures. Coming soon.)

Anyways, I’ve been pretty busy these days. I mean I have Accounting classes everyday with basically no time to revise my chapters because I’m in college from 8 am till 6 pm. I have to wake up at 6 am every freaking morning, man. And then, I have Council activities to handle. We’re like in the midst of organizing the Amazing G(reen) Race. I think it’s going to be one hell of an event, the first one organized under the Special Task Department.

Besides that, I’ve got this emcee script to write on and I have absolutely no idea where and how to write it. And my other emcee, Reuben Pak still have the guts to play a prank on me. Says he is going to quit being an emcee because he is simply too busy. And that Danny was going to replace him. Of course I believed him. I mean why shouldn’t I? But turns out it was a prank. Blueks. This is why I find it hard to trust them. Haha.

Hmm, what else should I blog? Oh, remember that period of time when I kept posting “Screw you” everywhere? Like it was on my MSN, Twitter and my Facebook. Well, Ian wrote a poem after being inspired by my constant screwing of people. [My sincerest apologies, I was going through a tough period of time.]

 

Screw You by Chew Jern Ian

Screw you,

Oh screw you dear,

For all the nights I dream,

For all the days I live,

For you.

Screw you,

Oh screw you sweetheart,

For all the hell you give,

For all the shit I feel,

For you.

Oh screw you,

Screw you screw you.

Love love love love you.

 

 

And there you have it. So, I’ll be blogging quite soon. This is my promise.

Beauty In Breakdown?

God, I feel like shit. I tweeted that, it is on my Facebook. And I could probably like say that a million times cause it is pretty much true.

I am tired, sleep-deprived, laden with far too many things; study and work, issues to handle, Mother’s Day, read something that broke my heart in a million pieces again, 86 accounting questions to do, dozens of pages to read from my Accounting study manual, caterer who sells lunch set at RM 3 per pack to find, riddles to write, room to clean up, body to be toned, things to explain, progress test to worry about, script to write, scholarship issues to sort out, transportation problems, insufficient amount of time in a day, songs to upload to my phone, on the verge of tearing up, eyes bags to worry about, emo-ness to overcome, worrying if I had made the right decision or not,  need to try to stop doubting myself, finding the strength to move on, looking for that piece of determination inside me, need to stop thinking so much about some stuff, stop reading things that breaks your heart again and again, have more control over my own bloody feelings and and …. (there are like a million other things I can list but hell, I have no time.)

 

I’m just going through some really tough time, so just bear me. Sorry.

Looking for: Knight in Shining Armor?

Sighs. Any takers?  These few days had been a rollercoaster of emotions. I could be feeling okay and the next, I’m emotional and upset and then, I’m close to crying. I really need to stop moping around, this is not doing any good to my soul. Oh, that explains why I haven’t been blogging as often as I usually do.

Anyway, sometimes I just can’t pull myself into pouring, baring it all on my blog. Despite the fact that I do so very much like to do that but I can’t. Because there are just some things that are not meant to be shared with everyone.

I did learnt my lesson after receiving a hate mail. Thank you very much, Bastard/Bitch.

*******

I ought to get over what I’m moping around.  And I’ll be okay. Don’t worry.

He is a freaking jerk and a freaking player. He is not even worth of my attention. So long, sucker.

Where are you, my knight in shinning armor?

I’m feeling much better now.And yes,

I’m still looking for that knight.

:D

 

Lou Shi Fun [Mouse Noodles] – I made these for lunch.

This morning I just wasn’t in the mood for breakfast. Water was a a good substitute, well until 11 am that is. I woke up around 8ish this morning, a very ungodly time indeed when everyone else is fast asleep till 12 pm. I couldn’t fall back to sleep, not today at least.

When I finally decided that I wanted to eat breakfast, I realized it was close to lunch time then. Brunch, it is! But mommy just started eating her breakfast. So, she suggested that I cook lunch. Of course, I’m up for it. Yes, that is despite the very fact that I am indeed a bad cook. 

Cooking proved to be a good therapy but somehow, midways I find myself staring blankly at the wok. I was obviously thinking while cooking. Thanked God Mom kept talking to me, subtly reminding me that I was cooking.

Can you imagine me juggling between cooking and taking photographs? Thanked God, I didn’t burn lunch. Plus I didn’t want to use the Auto mode on my camera, the pictures taken using that mode usually are over-exposed.

God, I love taking photographs of food.  They are so photogenic, but of course I had to adjust things a little.  Add some spring onions to bring out the color of the toppings. Add some black sauce to the noodles to make it look less bland. Yeah, you get my point.

It seems like my cooking is getting better. I’ve always been interested in cooking but (last time) all my mom would let me do was help her in the cooking preparations; like washing the vegetables and all. That just killed all my interest in cooking. Assisting is so not my thing, I’d rather be the one cooking.  Which explains why I do (sort of) enjoy cooking now. I still loathe the preparations part of cooking.

But still, I’m dabbling with cooking because as the saying goes; the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach. Haha. Though, I so wouldn’t mind if a guy can cook. Then, we could like experiment with crazy food ideas and make a mess in the kitchen. Ah, what a nice daydream.

Me? A model? Nah.

Check out today's TheStar newspaper, main section. Pg 37.

I'm even sure if what I did could consider me as a model. Well, technically it was sort of model-ish work, though it wasn't much like a fashion shoot. And yes, I do laugh at the advertisement every time I see it. HAHA. It was hilarious. I mean, we were asked to look at this bright light and be amused by it. I was like, okay.. look and be amused.

"Wow, that's one bright light."

I know it's a short post. It's just a filler anyway. I've got test later this afternoon.

Think twice?

I haven't got much to say now, I blame myself because I'm far too tired and I want to sleep. In fact, I actually have an exam tomorrow but I'm planning to study in the morning of the exam itself. Smart move, I know. Tomorrow shall be a fun day because I'm playing futsal with my yellow team mates. :D I'd say our chances of winning is about 50%, maybe more. Well, you'll hear about it on Monday perhaps. Cause I've got a Congress to attend on Saturday. Sunday is taken up already for exam preparation. So, yea.

Note: I don't think I'm giving love a second chance anymore. I mean I have given it so much time to prove its worth but still. And I'm done trying too, *insertsnamehere*. I give up. Goodbye. If you ever want me, you know what my number is and where to find me too. :D I'm glad it had to be this way :) So long sucker.

I have high fever, flu and cough.

You wouldn't believe how sick I was yesterday. I had fever with a sky high temperature of 39.5 Celsius which is equivalent to like 100 plus degrees Fahrenheit. And the best thing was I didn't even know I had high fever until my mum came into my room and saw me wearing sweater with my fan turned off. She guessed something was wrong and she was right. I downed like a total of 4 Panadol ActiFast and I did nothing but sleep all day. And yet, this morning I woke up at 4 am to find huge eye bags. Sighs. Being sick really really sucks. I have to eat selectively too; I can't take salty food neither can I take rice.

Anyway, today I was still feeling rather sick in the morning which is why I decided not to go to college. I hoped I didn't miss out much on Accounting class. Mom went out to buy a more potent medication for me and yes, I'm feeling much better now though I'm experiencing a slight giddiness. I want to get back to college as soon as possible. I wouldn't want to be missing anymore classes.

I think I'm falling ill.

Sighs. If there is one thing I hate, it'll have to be falling sick. I couldn't sleep well yesterday's night regardless of how tired I was after helping out at the Accounting Career and Education Fair. My body's temperature was like high, I could like feel the heat on my mattress. And I had body aches all over my body too but it may be caused by my workout session on Saturday. Or I could be having fever. I just feel like sleeping the whole day today but I doubt I can do that since my insomnia seems to be back. Sighs. Life sucks.

PS - I might or might not blog about ACEF. But one thing for sure, I'll post the pictures for all to see. :)

A walk in the park. {With Cammy}

I need to exercise more often. I'm thin but my body is in dire need of a toning. Plus, I need to get fit by next Friday because I'll be playing futsal again. But it's a competition this time, so it's no longer child's play. And I've already picked my team; Liang Bin's team! Haha. If you had read my previous post about my first Futsal Experience, then you'll know why I chose to be in Liang Bin's team.

Anyway, most people would bring their dogs for a walk in the park but I bring my camera instead. Well, I don't have a dog and I badly need to need to know how to use my camera's functions. I need someone to explain to me the shutter speed and aperture settings too.

I took this picture after it rained. I tried to take the same picture another day but it didn't turn out this nice.

I basically spent 30 minutes kneeling on the sand trying to get a nice shot of the pink flower above. Guess why? Because of all days I decided to take a walk with Cammy, I choose one day when it was windy. And most of the flowers were swaying from left to right. Which is why I gave up and took pictures of the sunset instead. I thought those pictures were pretty good. 

I like this because you could see the rays of sunshine here. It's not that obvious and I want to get a picture where the rays are obvious.

God, I love the hues of orange here.

The sun morphed into a star. Wait, it's already a star. Hehe.

I love this shot. Took it single handedly as my other hand is in front of the lens.

So. what do think of the pictures? I hope to be able to get better shots soon. Maybe I should bring Cammy to the jungle. I will, one day.

Guardian Angel - Part II

I have actually intended to blog a longer post than the previous one. But then, on that night I had to finish a proposal and by the time I was done it was far too late for me to start blogging and I really needed the rest for my 6 hours Accounting class. So, I'll continue from where I left.

I think most of us do know what the Guardian Angel game is about, right? Well, for those that aren't too sure how the game is played, basically you randomly pick a paper that contains a name and that person is your mortal. And you're obviously the person's guardian angel. Throughout the period of the game, your job as an guardian angel is of course to look after your mortal. Be it writing a note or bringing breakfast for your mortal, there is no limits to what you can do. That is basically the gist of the game.

I played the game with my classmates but we added a different twist to the game. The guardian angels would be of the opposite sex of the mortal. Meaning, I would have a guy as my angel and my mortal would also be a guy. At least, it is not so gay for a guy to give a guy something. Haha.

My boat is not sinking, Reuben Pak. And you're not my angel also.

I can't tell if this is really from my angel or not. It could have been Reuben again.

Girls, you'll agree with me right? That you'll prefer roses?

Oh, did I mention that I have a Malaysian Studies class today? In which like 83% of my classmates are not going, especially after the lecturer didn't come for the class last Friday and didn't even bother to inform us in advance. So, God knows why am I even going today. Well, actually I have to settle some things in college and since I'm already there I thought why not just attend the Malaysian Studies class. It's 3 freaking hours and I will be bored to death. Thanked God, Reuben is coming after all. Thanks man, I owe you one. And like you said, this is an emergency.

To my Guardian Angel,

 I'm not sure if my Guardian Angel is indeed reading this, but if you are I'd like to say thanks.

Sour, my favourite. How'd you know? I don't eat sweet things. Easy peasy.

A note! Haha, I wished I looked cute.

Sorry, for the awfully short post. Will post more about Guardian Angel if he does something. I have a 6 hours class tomorrow, that's why.