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Entries for December, 2005

December 1, 2005

A Rundown

A Rundown Posted at 11:15 PM

Bavaria. Tel Aviv. The Hague. Glencoe. Nova Scotia. Damascus. Copenhagen. The Dolomites. Prague.

And the ultimate favourite:

Hagia Sophia

I love beautiful names of places. Beautiful with a just. Just not like you.

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I'm. Taking. Starbucks.

Just give me one more month then I won't be a bother more.

Work for therapy. Money not so important. Hit dojo at night. Retail therapy on weekends.

I need a break.

That really too much to ask?

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AC046 A001

-was the first to walk into the examination hall.
-was the first to take her seat.
-was the first to step out of hall each time.

- is signing off with a big...fat.....BANG tomorrow. 10......something a.m.

Hurrah...

go nuts

December 4, 2005

pilferers...

pilferers... Posted at 09:17 AM

This is the exact ruddy reason why I didn't want my brother and sister coming home. Yet. Whatever. They start overthrowing whoever's bigger in the household like the normans as if we're obliged to be mega-nice to them just because they've been away for long. Not even THAT long, mind.

*sees sister with big soup bowl*
"what are you eating?.."
"..uh coco puffs.."
"coco puffs, we have coco puffs..?"
*goes around to look*
"my arse, those are my honey grahams what are you doing?!"
"yeah didn't know it was yours..."
"oh what then, MUM AND DAD EAT CEREAL?!"
"...fine, last one.."
*shouts from kitchen*
"YEAH LAST ONE YOU FINISHED THE LAST HALF OF THE BOX."

.....then they steal my big carton of milk before i've even opened it. finish my leftovers despite knowing i intended to get back to them whenever i wish to since their mine. knock on the room door ONCE then open and walk right in. hog ESPN. half of the things that i've been killing myself looking around for had been with them the entire blarmy time. make LOUD BANSHEE-ISH noises when i'm on the phone.

see i don't bloody care much the kind of things they take, but i have a SERIOUS thing against people taking things without permission. serious. when i'm out of the house and leave my room door open as a display of trust doesn't mean you're free to stomp right in and take whatever you want. for the past three weeks, my milk and cereal, chocolates, drinks and whatnots have been WELL INTACT. taking MY things sin permiso is clearly like invading my privacy. asking mum and getting a yes doesn't mean you're entirely immuned from any invisible ticks or nits i put on my stuff to get you, because so long as you take MY things without MY...FIRST HAND PERMISSION, i will come and get you.

go nuts

December 5, 2005

You know I love you to bits now...

You know I love you to bits now... Posted at 06:23 PM

Dear whomever it may concern,
YOU SUCK! Aw pooh, 'that hurt you? Well shave my poodle, I DON'T CARE, 'cos as far as I'm concerned, you're the biggest asswipe I have wasted my LIFE on in the history of my millishort existence. You know what you are? (well beside being an asswiping tick) You're a low, self-absorbed scumbag behind a handsome Hermes scarf, that's what you are. God, you're unbelievable. No good, lying, first class jerkass. To think I thought you had that kind of a special genuinity I soooo wanted, you bitch. You've so done it now, and guess what? YOU MAKE ME SICK. If I hadn't met you, and KNOWN you, you would've been a bigger, skimpier 'slut' to me, but UNFORTUNATELY FOR ME, you HAD to put me in a situation where I was obliged to be your bloody 'acquaintance' and got to see the prettier, more polished side of you. Some things will never change, that your uglier self can never make your rosie red cheeks blush for too long. To your advantage, I think It would've been better If I never had known you as the nice person. It would've been better If I'd kept that stereo-typed impression of the natural crowned wanker that everybody says you are. Then there wouldn't have been a second where I would reconsider that you can be a nice person. Because you're not.

Usted no lo podría hacer disponible cuando yo le quise tan mal. ...well now I can tell you the harsher difference between the two of us, is that you're the bigger jerk I can never learn to be.

go nuts

December 7, 2005

i like your shirt

i like your shirt Posted at 01:10 PM

I've just realise the one 'jo' I'd DIE for if he died first.....

would be my camera.

Yes his my 'jo' cos I love him like I love Sean Biggerstaff. I love him more than I love banana milk, and boy do I love banana milk. I even love him more than the most expensive and shiniest phone there is in the shops. You can chainsaw my Guess bag right in front of me if you said it's the only way to save my camera the wmost I'd do is well up. Yeah there are like fifty thousand scratches on its gorgeous chrome but so what. It's 2 years old, punk, that means I use it often and that it has been in tough places. Means I've been in tough places. It may not be the most pricey or the fanciest of camcorders but it's at least smaller and lighter than most Sony Handycams, display more durable than touch-screen LCDs, a lithium battery cuter than most others (though it only lasts for 2 hours tops and a better one would cost me half a grand....ptsk). But most importantly it's mine. With an ONLY.

It's sick. Probably just the common cold BUT STILL. My baby's display monitor can be turned to the front if I want to do a self-taken or next-to-somebody picture. But last night when I was checking it out, turned the screen to the front and it went -BLANK-. It's fine when in normal position. My god it's POORLY. So i skipped dinner because I was upset. YES I WAS UPSET. This morning, still mildly distraught, I showed dad, said it was only a tiiiiiiiiiiiiny measly glitch with the connection and that we'll get it fixed. But what if we have to send it back to the factory?!?!?!? Poor baby I'm never letting you out of my sight now.

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Yesterday I went basking and dipping with a couple of friends at Sunway Tambun. It was hot, weather AND the fun. The one thing I like about the place is the wilderness. Lush! And they've never been once that I went there and not see some critter or another. I kissed three water frogs the last time and I saw a baby monitor lizzard sorta reptile carrying a dead frog in its mouth. lol....and it just occurred to me, again, how terrified I can be of being on fast moving objects. Yeap, I'm scared of rollercoasters that do upside-down corkscrews and obviously anything harder. The last big one I went on was this gigantomungous helicopter thingy at Flamingo Island that spins at top speed 5 storeys up......well either I really DID go on it or my dad was just imagining things and insisted I DID ride with him seeing I'm the only one in the family who would join him in one of his sudden crazy hypes to go on the most hardcore ride there is in an area. Throw me on the most killing water slides or pro go-karting or the tallest log flume but nothing on wheels that do loops and stuff.

Trust me to go on space shots or any of the sort I'll tell I'd be a waste of theme park entrance fees. LOL

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Am Just about done with Christmas presents -shopping and think I've overspent. Not in a sense I bought expensive things but I bought for too many people including the past birthday-ees I've been in debt with. Lol. Not including postage fees yet and it's already like half of my raya money. But heck, I enjoy spending for people and It's only once a year and it should be well worth it you lucky bunch I call friends! Haha.

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I think Korn's Twisted Transistor is one kickass videoclip! It's one of those videoclips you'd watch over and over again like Outkast's Hey Ya!. 4 times only today. Wicked stuff plus Alex Baker who plays the director's kinda cute. And Snoop's cool's just SOMETHING. lol.

"Man, this song ain't about no booty. It's about TRANSISTORS......ya dig?"

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...didn't take too many pictures cos it was too hot and my BABY would've melted...

BABY TIGERS!

yup, that's my hand that I touched it and they said it's venomous.

go nuts

December 8, 2005

please and thank yous with a cedilla

please and thank yous with a cedilla Posted at 10:40 PM

Today I, apparently, though probably was my own loss, was in all the mood to see people, but in none whatsoever to meet them by the crowdsize. Nobody's fault, really. So naturally I donned to dress and definitelly not to impress in my simple 'we love waffles' tee and jeans for the pictures. Was hoping to arrive ultra-earlier than the others, grab my caramel mocha and go strolling for the sake of my want to walk alone-no-questions-asked before my 'pre-event' talk with a friend. Just so happened ultra-early was an overstatement cos there were Ber, Geet, Losch, Bal, and Siti in Coffee Bean already, and joining them with her caramel mocha was this here miss sunshine-not. Heh, but boy am I in no mood to tend to "It's not my fault you're like that."s or "You were the one being the prick."s or any of the similar sort now, cos apparently I already have at least three giant handfuls of mess to handle already than to cater to your being bothered with my fairly shitty attitude only today.

I think there was good effort in trying to make me feel slightly better at least, today. I think the couple of things I'm having to go through now are proving to myself, how much of a vulnerable and weak tenderness I am, but that's okay. Because that would only give me more reasons to learn to be more stronger and wiser than I probably never was. Yeah living seventeen sucks major and magnified.

Couple of things that made me feel okay-er today:

- I got a reality check from someone who taught me how to cope with a "bin dere dun dat" situation.
- There's nothing like a good epic film that screams.....power. And throw at me anything with Celtic flutes and strings it'd pass as a heck of a swinging pendulum in front of my eyes. And I soo loved the witch. Will be watching it again sometime later this week so screw the bigass parts I missed today.
- I read TLTWATW when I was 8...9? And could remember nothing accept that there was a griffin; an eagle with hooves, and it was cool seeing the only thing I remebered was real and there were in fact HUNDREDS of griffins in the film, lol.
- Peter looked like a young version of JAMIE OLIVER. Haha! But the adult Peter looked more like Barry Gibb from the Bee Gees.....
- Vern and I were walking around the >small< area and kept bumping into this trio and every single time evil thoughts came into our minds.....

- "Uh, rosy cheeks? Look closer, hun, lol." -"I felt like putting cream onto his face....."
- *sees Xmas tree* "I can do so much more to that..." *sees another* "I can do so......."
- Were at MPH and were browsing non-usual aisles this time and went through a book listing BABY NAMES. lol. For the record, my name is spelled Aimee en francais and it means beloved. Wicked neat.
- Bought "French Made Easy" book cos it was cheap and looked good.
- Felt like doing good so helped Vinne find double cream in supermarket and concluded Malaysians don't call it double cream. But if anything, double cream is actually just thickened whip cream in a tub so anything that looks remotely close, lol.
- Bought sweets for people just because I felt generous enough.
- If the whole of Ipoh is going to be so frigging scared of sit-down toilet bowls now yay for me cos I won't need to line up to go into stalls anymore and considering I HATE public bogs, lining up would be a torment. Scared of catching cooties, then don't 'sit' on it, barbies!

Siew Vern Lee gave me a hardass riddle that's supposed to have a logic solution too but obviously logic MUST have a different meaning to it. Tsk! I went something like, "..........no repeating it will only make me even more confused so go peek at her blog and read it there while I inflate my brains, make it look bigger so I canpretend to be smart enough for this, lol.

That's about it supongo que si. What shall I do tomorrow, tidy up like mad or finally drag myself to start practical driving lessons......fay I really feel like sleeping my knickers off tonight. Am dead beat and dried out and don't feel like the night wants to see me anymore. At least not awake, that is...

go nuts

December 11, 2005

tinsels and baubles

tinsels and baubles Posted at 09:07 PM

Why was the White Witch so beautifully intriguing? It's because she was never, EVER intimidating. She needed not be, because she already is SUPREMACY with a powerful definition. Just as how William Wallace was, and not many on-silver screen characters nor the prodigies playing them have it in them to be able to scream doh-MINE-ion so respectedly that the audience would not dare to even go *oooooh...*. Lol. I adooooore how she was ice-cold in a very, very motherly way. How she played with her expressions and grace so, oh so delicately it could make you want to do a low curtsy in front of the screen (especially when you're sitting right in the first row with nothing in front of ya blocking, ptsk). From the way she moved her icy-thin lips so very elegantly, to the tapping of her fingers on her skirt that yelled patience-no-more. Such a silencer. Tilda Swinton made petty lines sound BIG accentuated with the slightest impulsive movements.

"Our guest is hungry.."

"Do you know why you are here, fawn?...
You are here, because he turned you in......for sweeties."

"If it is a war Aslan wants, then a war he shall get."

"That boy,....shall die, on the stone table"

"...but tomorrow, we will claim Narnia, forever!"

I think it is in the Highlanders to be wicked-ass actors/actresses. I can think of Tilda Swinton, Dame Maggie Smith, Ewan McGreggor, and SEAN BIGGERSTAFF!!!!! Lol, I dunno how really good he is but damn he's HOT.

. I wouldn't know how to quote if I hadn't watch the film the second time only today. We missed the first showing- full house, and we almost didn't get in the second one but were lucky enough to get the A-seats despite however blimming PAINFUL my back was at the end of it,

. That film is DYNAMIC with the top-notch perfection almost effortlessly. From the Blitz, to the spectacular war scene. And boy do I LOVE Harry Gregson-Williams for the goooorgeous background music. Very new age-y and Druidic. I'll soooo download the whole soundtrack collection once they're out, which I've never done before for any other film. I might not be too smart at orchestra-ism but I know good music when I hear one,

. Plus don't you reckon Mr. Tumnus was just simply AH-DORABLE???

. Not to mention his beeeeyoootiful milkshake thick scottish accent when out of character. Oh yeah, I am SO VERY OVERWHELMINGLY obsessed with everything SCOTTISH!!!

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political science - veterinary - architecture - archeology - pilotry(?) - graphic arts for movies (in high consideration and recommendation) - general biology.....et cetera.

....what in the name of God's creed am I, or WILL I be good at??

for moaning out loud.....

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I don't grasp the Xmas season spiritually in nativity-3 wise men-sheperds in Bethlehem type of way, but I do feel very, inevitably nostalgic when it comes around every year. I start buying christmas cards and presents for people, kill myself with the urge to do a christmas tree-decorating demonstration for every shop whose windows are supposedly beautified with less than almost-perfect trees. Lol. I start hearing to 'Walking in a Winter Wonderland' just because it reminded me of the funny Woolworths' ads and how I LOVED sledging at High Hazel's dodging around snow-covered dog poos.

. Harrods' sale ads would have started since SEPTEMBER. Reminding me how my class envied my Christmas log so much because my snowman fondant turned out the prettiest. How I excused myself from getting messy making those winter bird-feeders since I couldn't touch lard. And how that once, big, older guys chased down my small friends and smaller I with ICE-BALLS not snow, and it hurt like fucking hell. Christmas crackers and concerts and snowmen and watching Home Alone one fifty thousand times and my little brother coming home from school with fairy cakes and giving me the one with my name written on with blue icing decorated with hundreds-and-thousands.

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I'll save my bons and biens till later though. Auf Wies!

go nuts

December 15, 2005

bite me.

bite me. Posted at 12:39 AM

reality sucks. I'M IN IT. and guess what...I MISS YOU FRIGGIN HEAPS so stop talking to me.

go nuts

December 17, 2005

You-knee-self!

You-knee-self! Posted at 03:34 PM

One word:

BURBERRY PRORSUM!

...okay two words, then...that means a whole lot. Lol. J'adore their Spring '06 collection! The berribon accent does it ever so nicely. Go check the line. GO! Heheh.

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It's amazing how two hours of my day today worked me by so darn FAST but I would've much liked it if the hours had worked itSELF just as quick too. Three thousand things done in two hours does NOT feel nice. I had to pay visits to five bloody stores to find my stubborn sister's stupid Pussycat Dolls album despite me offering a million times to burn a thinner for her. When she has one of her silly music crazes she DEMANDS for the original merchandise, just as how she went hysterical over Bellefire last year. I think PCD's just corny but hey, I listened to shit like M2M back at 14 too, so...lol.

Fast food's slowly doing me in...disgustingly. Not mentioning yet how the workers at fast food joints in Ipoh are 'typically' NOT GOOD all the same. They yell to each other in the kitchen, make stupid embarrassing jokes with each other behind the counters, and don't bother to repeat your orders. Yeah, hello, 1. nobody wants spit in their food, 2. you dweebs make me want to throw a spoon at you, and 3. i'm paying, be nice to me?! (lol, p. hilton style, baby!). And i'm sick of fast food but it's adjective does say something...

I don't like children. Okay.....more like I DON'T LIKE CHILDREN'S PARENTS who think their little offsprings are the cuhyouuuuuuuutest little munchkins in the entire world that even if they run around stepping on other people's feet, scream like a banshee into their ears, it's still forgivable since they're tiny. HELL NO. Your a parent, do you know what discipline mean? Look it up in the dictionary, I bet you'll find my name next to where it says (noun) because if other people don't see the need in this, WELL I DO. Teach your kids some manners. No it isnt adorable that your fat kid's pigging on cake at a party until there's none left for other guests. No, it is not okay that you're encouraging your kid to pee on trees at the roadside. NO, it isn't okay that they are running around, screaming their puny heads off at public places where people are trying to eat. IDIOTS. If they cry, stare at them, don't coo. If they're yelling abck at you, pinch them, apparently it hasn't been made illegal yet in this country and THANK GOD for that. If I have kids one day, I'll train them to be angels...

But heck, hectic or not today, running around forgetting what time it is, forgetting how many bags I have in my hands, forgetting to reply friends' text messages does have their advantages on me. Takes my mind off shit. And boy is my brain so clogged up with shit. Other people's shit too. <strong>(Eat crap, Amirul! You know I love you but I'd like to think, not by much, darl. ) </strong> I shopped for supplies. And other people's supplies. Lol.

This might sound so contradictive to what I just said but UNICEF NATIONAL CAMP TOMORROOOOOW!! . I don't hate kids really, just the parents, yeah? So okay, unicef...my room is so friggin messy I don't know where it began and where it ended. Haha! The last time I had to pack for unicef camp apparently it turned out i didn't bring enough threads cos there were lots of activities so heck. I also need to bring at least 2 baju kurungs for the formal events which sucks cos they'll look like squashed tomatoes once I get there. It's gonna be a whack big time! I'll make sure of it? =)

Anywhoooo........carrying on packing. I'll be away and should that mean something to you? HELL YEAH! . Au revoir, mes amis!!!

go nuts

December 22, 2005

BUZZworthy, baby!

BUZZworthy, baby! Posted at 09:52 PM

OMlordhelpmeG, UNICEF-CRC camp 2005 rocked like a buzzing beehive!!!

I'm jittery all over with JOY.......

Anywho. It had been probably one of the best events of this whole godforsaken year. Accomodation and everything were satisfactory. The best, 'jealous-much?', thing about it was that it was FREE OF CHARGE. FOC, kapeesh?

So I was all excited to meet up with old UNICEF Perak-campers after fifty-thousand years of not staying up late at night doing shit, talking shit, and practically turning the entire place upsidedown but obviously to get started with the whole SpeakfortheChild duties again. Van ride down to Shah's Village Hotel, PJ was already a stock of fun with Siti and I, the only girls representing Perak, and the other LARVERLY guys altogether. 7 of us rode from Ipoh then only later, met up with Romeish and Yuthis in PJ at the place. And GUESS WHAT? We got closer as a family like we've never before. All 9 of us.

There were other states there as well. About 80 participants altogether plus the juniors from Childrens' Homes all around so in average, only about 30-40 of us seniors which was perfect cos we got to make friends with each other without missing out on anyone much. Apparently, as the winds had it, since some of us Perakians missed last year's december camp, the other states were all eager in meeting us this time around. So there were the likes of KL, NS, Melaka, Pahang, PP, and Sarawak participants there too.

We did the whole CRC(Convention for the Rights of the Child) presentations and games in connection, and everything in between. The whole politics of it was.....something, I thought, lol. But I enjoyed being all warm and fuzzy inside thinking about our next UNICEF project, the entire Perak family inside-out.

I think the best of all GREAT things with this camp, is obviously making loads of new friends. Got along with everyone. ~~My roomates were sucky though.~~ So OBVIOUSLY leaving frikkin REEKED. Especially with some of our friends are happily at h-ome across the South China Sea for cryin out loud. Ya know, the one thing I love most about Sarawakians is that they are soooooo well-CULTURED. So so cultured. I was stunned. There was that one night after CRC sessions at supper, some of us sat in a circle lead by 'Dato' Amirul and co. teaching traditional songs and stuff. The pretty thing about it too is that not only the natives have it in them to be so strongly attached to their heritage. Even the chinese are....well there. If anybody asked the teens here about Perak,.....they'll probably start talking about the FOOD and that's it. LOL. So anyway, think I'll just brief through the entire thing cos there's a hell lot more to go through. (Subconsciously I'll be swearing more than I do here so PARDON me, I'm all hyper through and through ever since I got to sit down and be good.....which was not recently. HAHA).

In fact, heck I'll just get on with the colours then, voila!!!

....eyeaaahhh our van drew lotsa stares.

Perak campers in the van minus Romeish and Yuthis.

Auntie Mumtaz......our darlingest 'mumsie'.

the WHOLE Perak family outside National Science Centre (tsk, 3rd time only this year, lol). (standing l-r) Me, Yuthis, Azuan, Kuharaaj, Hisham, Romeish, (below l-r) Syafiq, Jared, Siti. RECHARGE!!!

half of the Perakians and half of the Sarawakians....(standing left-right) Reena, Natallee, Siti, Azuan, Aimi, Sham, Amirul, Syafiq, Wan Azlan, (crouching left-right) Jared, Jesseca, Romeish.

...darknesssss.......Amirul, Siti, Azuan, Me, (below l-r) Abg Dan, Jesseca. Dan's one our young facilitators and heck he's an inspiration.....debator taking law at UIA and stuff. After a tour inside the centre, Siti, Azuan, Jess, and I went to see the rabbit sanctuary and apparently it wasn't THAT easy to find, so when we actually found it, Jess and I practically POUNCED for the gate and chased for them long-eared fluffiness!!! . After that we went to the playground and boy were we.......I'll say no more, lol.

...Azuan(miss congo), jesseca(miss malaysia), Reena(miss virgin islands-american), sham....cant remember,haha.

Perak's Salvation Army Boys' Home project presentation. LOTS......of retaliation to every little miniscule thing presented here by...nevermind. Lol. I wished so much I could've gone up front and took their toll with me too be it that I had to make things up. Nobody thrashes our family for the fun of it?! I believe, the true mission in spreading the ideology of the CRC goes further than how much budget and paperwork can scream. People make mistakes in handling big projects all the time...especially that that was actually their FIRST time. So long as the actual spirit of speaking for the rights of children is there, it's still an achievement, no? Just because some didn't...or couldn't meet up to the standards and politics of what the ideology of CRC might mean to some, it doesn't mean they've learnt shit. It only means we might have a better idea of the methods to be used. Would anybody want to listen to a meagre 5 minute speech about CRC at 7.30 in the morning in school, impromptu and everything? No, because I believe to go all out in achieving something rather than carrying a task out for the sake of having 'at least' something done and to have my report in hand. Next year will DEFINITELY be a better year.

Oh yeah and the funniest thing about mine and Siti's presentation...was that suddenly, after that..."EVERYONE's" a debator or somekind of the other. LOL. Funny people.

States' presentations night- in conjunction with Children's Rights campaign.....this was the first one done by the facilitators. a STOCK of kicks, lmao. Jasmine: "You've been a veeery naughty little boy now!" Dan: "I'm the best! -See teacher, noisy, give him D, D!" Franz: "Somebody's going to get seriously hurt tonight...." AND KEYPOCHI !!!

Sarawak's sketch.....again, very cultured. Franklin and Gerald. Franklin: "Wah, tengkorak! cantek hor, tengkorak... -pakcik ni ada minum anlene, ga?" Azlan: "...salah kampung." Amirul: "...bapak belajar sampai habis tingkatan enam!..." Natallee: "Pakcik, anak pakcik ni kanak-kanak istimewa, ke?...." Gerald: "Anak ada minum tongkat ali, ka?........"

Negri Sembilan's sketch.......very brief and simple but concise. And a LOAD of kicks! . Firdaus was one helluva comedian and spontaneous at that too. Firdaus: "Kopi!....buat...buat! ....buat la yang..." Khoddish: "Abang mane ade susu..."

The others were good too, especially Pahang's and OF COURSE......ours, lol, but I couldn't record others plus ours because tape was running out......and that I was ACTING too, . As a pimp's wife...................lol.

APPARENTLY..........only at the end of the shows we realised Sham and Jesseca wore more or less the SAME COLOURS......haha, so we had a brief WEDDING CEREMONY there and then....SARAWAK STYLE! lol. Amirul was the Tok Kadi, Reena was the Mak Andam, 4 orang saksi was Azlan, Syafiq, Siti, and I. AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

Logan. Best debator in the whole of Asia, I think. Like, woah... And a very interesting person too. So laid back for a person with such a high profile. 2nd last day was Speaking Skills' program. I was in another group and my favourite part of it had to be the role play game and the debate. I loved my group of Syafiq and Alex and Suniel and some others who took the whole 'friendly' competition to another level. FUN! Very supportive too. I remember smashing Franz with his very same question, "Is the government DUMB enough to implement gun-training?..." and had my ZONE but he insisted I interrupted before he could finish.....o....kay!

.....A session of cultural 'studies'...singing and being oh-so-very intrigued...

pool frenzy on the 2nd last day. LOTS of showw-offs there, then. Haha!. (left-right.....i think).....Yuthis, Alex, Firdaus, Franklin, Haire, Suniel. The best thing about this part of the day was that people definitely started to open up more. Screw formalities and whatnots, everyone was everybody's friends.

Haire, Franklin, Firdaus, Syafiq, half of Adam, Yuthis.

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......WEIRD Gerald, asked him to sing his HELENA into the video.....and he went on a scary begging-im innocent mode.....lol. Funny boy!

.....cam whores!! lol. SOMEBODY went like "k, this is priceless here, snap while we're still posing!..." lol. Azlan, Haire, Adam.

....this picture was supposed to look sooooo nice and full but Thiru had his hands full. lol.

At lunch...Afiqah,....can't remember....Farah, and Amirul.

Closing ceremony..........

......darn it, dark again. KEYPOCHI SUNIEL!!!!!! lol. Suniel's nice. Real nice? Yeah.

STUPID somebody loves making people look like shit in photos........lol. here's mr. NATIONAL DEBATOR Firdaus. Very pleasant and has one heck of a sense of humour, yeap. Haha! And Siti and I agreed he could pass as the 6th member of Senario. LOL.

Franz (will always remember him whenever thinking about NS, lmao!), Siti, Suniel.

Altogether now! (almost) ....^stolen from Abg. Dan's site.

with Amirul. the DATO of the camp. haha! Very interesting guy. Very interesting indeed.......Not to mention having FOUR GIRLS tailing him around and stuff, lmao!

yeah, okay, feeling inevitably EMO on the last night at the balcony.....

Kthen, all in all, CRC camp was HEEEEEAPPPS of fun and infomatic and everything in between. Good feelings coming in a respective BUNCH. I love my Perak family, and I love the entire CRC extended family. It was sad knowing Romeish had to officially join KL's project work, like seriously. It was touching seeing how my team was willing to back me up when I was handling a torrent of 'old-age' up front be it that they had to make stuff up just to get me out of the mess, big up! It was touching too how some was offering to split cash to pay for my room bill WHICH WAS NOT MY DOING I SWEAR........god, I love you guys soooo much. I may have only talked less than 5 miserable words with some of you but hey, I DO take into notice the little things in happening. Group works and stuff. Small talks, as cheesy as they might have sounded....by the pool, dinner, whatever anywhere. I'm seeing you next year-end, no excuese!

Biggest lesson learnt in a nutshell...was that actions go waaaay further than how much of any impact words can make.There's a very broad line separating sincerity towards something you are really for, than the sincerity you put up for the sake of living up to expectations. I think the best way in really speaking AND doing FOR the children THROUGH the CRC is to really dig deep and ask ourselves, what's in it for us, and what's in it for them, full stop. Making a difference that might not be seen on typed out reports, shed technicalities and the whole complication of carrying out a big-ass project with 101 doubts. For crying out loud, what's so hard to understand about THE RIGHTS FOR THE CHILD? You know your heart's in it, no questions asked. Yeah we had to study a shitload of theoretical information on CRC but at the end of the day......we all know the one core of it all is simply, taking words to create big things. Big things that go beyond the size that can be seen, get? Self satisfaction for having something done, is not enough. Self-satisfaction for having something done SUCCESSFULLY, and successfully meaning, the children really do feel it, would be the IT result in itself. So once again, screw the overrated technicalities...

And oh yeah, just so happenED I actually ~~liked~~ fancied someone at camp and after everything's been said and done it's starting to sound sooooooo so so so funny. LOL. It's been fun while it lasted, honey. Yeah ask me who, you know you want to. Haha! BUT, lesson learnt......CARS ARE NOT IMPOSSOBLE TO GET OVER........even though only for a couple of days, heheh. :p

PORT DICKSON UPDATE LATER!!!!....

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December 23, 2005

BUZZworthy tbc!!!

BUZZworthy tbc!!! Posted at 10:45 AM

Came back last night. Still all shaken with the whole GIGANTOMUNGOUS egg-citement of my past five days. Lol. Will update on that GIGANTOMUNGOUS EGG-CITEMENT later because:

1. Going down to Port Dickson in an hour or two. (Goddamnit I'm SICK of packing).

2. I'm STUPID........because I left my fucking battery recharger-adapter thingamajig at the fucking hotel so I'm gonna have to drop by on the way to PD and go get it before I can upload BEEEEYOOOOUUUUTIFUL camp pictures for you to steal. Lol. (sorry for the unnecessary adult words. have been not-cussing for quite a while now it's all coming back to me, haha!).

But I'll bring this baby along anyway, just in case I get internet there so pictures and stuff will be up as pronto as possible. I'M WHACKED DEAD!. .

OMFG I miss you lot like how a girl misses her dead boyfriend! Lol. Seriously.

Auf Wies!!!

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