Menari Aje!! Dadadudu

Remember Yi Hui kept telling us that Lady Gaga is Italian when we hang out back then? haha. This is her real name.


Saudara and saudari semua..inilah Stefani Joanne Angelina Germanotta, the Italian girl Yi Hui been obsessing with nowadays. haha. Where's the Gaga in her name, I dunno. Imagine me being an elctro pop singer one day...


Sir WeeWee!! Or Sir YiYi..Sir PinPin....ahahahahhaha

He told me one joke about her..How do you wake Lady Gaga up when she's sleeping?......Poke-her-face.

??????!!!! -.-"

I Want To Watch This Film

I like watching random movies sometimes. I remember years ago when I randomly watched Chicken Rice War, I loved it and still am right now.



This movie is called Sell Out. A Malaysian comedy and it won an award at last year's Venice Film Festival. Seriously, why do good Malaysian films often delayed it's screening. Normally we'll be the last ones to watch it after the whole world had done talking about it. Censorship board really that busy kah? Then why do movies about love affairs near photocopy machines and cholesterol-driven love stories released so soon leh. Are we Malaysians that naive to be fully influenced by movies kah? Don't we have brains? Sigh. And are we supposed to fall in love over a cup of fresh orange? Are they trying to tell us that? Sigh.

Btw, the director is new in the business. Hmm..How I wish I could be like that one day.

I Need a New BFF...Do I?

Imagine one day when people start posting up videos on Youtube or even produce their own TV shows about finding their new BFF, you know Armageddon is just around the corner.



The newest installment of pop culture tells us that best friends are no longer diamonds in the middle of the sea. You can just randomly pick up rocks from the streets, scrub them into shape and paint them with glossy, million-dollar paint to make it equivalent to jewels. Paris Hilton just ended a TV show called My New BFF where she go around casting girls or people who think they are girls to be her new BFF. Hey. What happened to Nicole Richie? She's not cool anymore after giving birth to Harlow?

Aimee and I once discussed that Paris is actually a smart skank playing the Bimbo blonde card to make millions. Maybe she just want to break into the TV industry, diversifying her influence in a new arena but what is she trying to tell all of us? Can we just find our best friends by having them compete with one another, put on fake masks and act like a drama queen? Even this one?



Don't be deceived by the looks. She looks like a girl but she is a boy. His/her name is Onch. Nah. She didn't win. Some girl named Brittany won.




Why am I so kay poh about people's business? Well, I just don't think it's the right thing to tell people. You cannot get a BFF from a TV show. Not even a celebrity. I thought you only name a person your BFF when he/she was there to cry with you when you are sad, jump around with you when you are ecstatic, comment nothing about matters you are trying to avoid or encourage you to face them when he/she thinks you need to. Someone who's constantly thinking whether they have done enough to be your friend. Someone who is OK with your weaknesses and pardon your habits..maybe sometimes confront you about your bad ones. That's what best friend is right? Am I right? Or is Paris right?

Have we come to the brink of civilisation where we are alright about buying happiness, finding love and friendship through the media and suing parents for the little things they have failed to do? Will my children in future just need to browse through the TV catalogue when they want to get married or fall in love?

I dunno...

Life is Sometimes Ironic, is it?

This morning my adik (the huge one lah..not THAT one) told me that it is ironic for a person like me to question the Australians and criticise their culture and societal practices while I'm taking an Australian degree programme. Then I told him that life is sometimes an irony and there's no definite answer to every single aspect in life.

How this argument started? Well, I told him that LV is in the same company as Moet and Chandon, one of the world's most famous champagne. Then he went on with his whole 'Champagne is not a champagne if it's not Champagne' theory and feeling irritated, I told him that the French surrendered in almost every war they went to (got that from The Nanny =p) and the French has this insane obsession over their authenticity and their inventions. He then became defensive about the French and told me that if I am taking a programme of a different culture, we have to accept, love and respect their culture. It's only that or you don't take the programme at all, or else I am contradicting myself.

I know the argument was pretty unnecessary and we are okay now. We quarel but we will be friends again after an hour or so. Thats what I love about our brotherhood. But I just want him to understand that in life, not everything is like maths where the answer is definite most of the time. (The irony here is that he's not even good in maths) Sometimes in life, we make contradicting decisions because circumstances make us do so. Seriously, if our Malaysian universities and colleges are in par with the ones in the Ivy Leagues, who would give a damn about going to Australia, UK and the US for their education? And if our country provides us with the sufficient room for professionals and experts to practice their fields of expert, who would want to find opportunities to migrate somewhere where the pasture is greener?



Yea. It might sound superficial for getting an overseas degree so that you can get better job opportunities in future. Life is not all about a good career and money. But sometimes the society teaches us like that; to be alert and prepare and equip yourself to adapt into a different environment, make yourself available for various opportunities so that you will not end up begging for food. Yea, that's why we spend tens of thousands extra to get an ang-moh degree, but that does not mean I must suck up to them. I would like to critically think about life sometimes to find the meaning of what I'm doing but does not mean I am not respecting or I am contradicting what I have chosen to do.

Maybe I shouldn't have told him that. It sounded like I'm trying to stuff things into him that's not matching his personality, but then again, I just want him to understand. Well, it's amazing how LV and Moet & Chandon brought about such a fiery conversation. No wonder they worth thousands. Sigh

I Want to Age Gracefully

I used to hear the elders and the middle-age in my church proclaiming that their inner youth triumphs over their physical age. 'I may be 52 but deep inside, I'm 2.5..i mean 25". Living in denial? Maybe, but that drove them to do marvelous things sometimes we young people think we are too tired for.



No! Not this...well, maybe but that's not my point. I sometimes get upset over young people whinning about being tired and 'too old' for certain things. They would casually say 'This is your time to shine. Our days are over. We are old, you are young. Go ahead' while they are only 30. Is this insane? You are barely balding! And your freaking hormones are still raging..I believe. And they will go on about how tiring is their job and how they have no enthusiasm over things after so much of work.

At 30, some young people are out there achieving great measures, creating social networking sites like Facebook and try to make Google a big player on the world wide web. In other churches, young people are constantly reinventing music for worships and activities for young people but for some people I know, all they want to do is just have a good-old 9 hours of sleep. I know work sucks all the energy out of you but isn't there room for some activities young people like to enjoy?



I dunno. Go paragliding, skydiving, jump like the indian men above (insert Aimee's yelling), go produce a short film on Starbucks or something. Do something outrageous in life for a change. We don't get to be 30 forever. You are only 19 and 29 once! You know, it is tough to get some of my friends to do radical things without hearing them whine. Sigh. Is youth an overrated term now? Is youth a fictional character in Disney cartoons? (Well, come to think of it, Cinderella doesn't age. She looks the same in Cinderella 1,2 and 3. What's wrong with these people?)

When I enter my 30s, I really hope I can still do crazy things without whining. Seriously. Ask me out to bungee jump and I'll say 'Let's Go!'.

Evening At The Park

You know how good my brother is when it comes to pestering. He can use from puppy eyes to provocative words to get you into a mood you never thought you would put yourself into. He managed to get me jogging (by teasing my laziness in achieving my resolution of self-makeover) and for some reason, O bought it.

Getting to the park with my camera phone (which is undergoing surgery now in phone ICU for keypad-related illness) made me realise how the settings can make a picture look a few times nicer. People can just randomly pick a lousy place for a photoshoot, change the settings of the camera and viola, you look as if you are shooting at the plains in United Kingdom while you are just in Ulu Kelang. We've been duped!



Anyway, jogging was alright...Yi Hui went missing after 2 rounds and I assumed he met someone hot and made out in the plains somewhere. He told me he went some other place to jog but I still stick to my assumption. haha. But it was painful at the end. I pushed myself......erm while jogging too much till my leg muscles hurt like mad. T.T I walked like grandma Yetta for a day I think.



You know, after my kawans and I met the other day for lunch, I told myself that I want to be a charming person with substance. (not the drugs ah!) I realised that many things in life that I did not put my full effort in doing them. Like the guitar, I only practice when I remember to, I only work out when I am encouraged to but gave up after a few weeks. I always thought of reading more books but I don't take the effort to drive to Book Xcess and get some. I always want to learn how to dress better but take no effort in reading about fashion and got tryout clothes to check out my right fit and size. I have ranted about this a million times but I am still in the same pedestal I used to be.



I do hope that jogging will be my first step. Yea, it's pretty painful towards the end but I believe it worths. I dunno but when it comes to the age of 21, I feel like I must do something to make myself accomplished, knowing that people are expecting us to be grown-up and capable in doing everything right. Maybe my motivation is wrong, I dunno.



Oh yea. This is the video of my last year's competition. If you watch till the end you can see Angelin's back. hehe. Enjoy.

I should start working out again. I've stopped after being caught up with assignments. And for some reason, my flu and phlegm stayed for three week. I really don't know why. Am I going to die, Aimee? If yes, I will leave you my phone...and the SLK...wait, that's yours.

I sometimes wish determination is something we can jab into our system. Though I am not fond the syringe, I still like that feeling compared to looking at my flabby abs and my just-about-to-grow-bigger-than-a-house-rat biceps looking like an overfed hamster. It's not that I'm vain or conceited or superficial but (I've said this a gazillion times) I want to nice body but I'm just eother too lazy or too tired to get one. I always thought that I can achieve this if I join some fitness club or something but if I'm too lazy, what's the point.

I am satisfied with my look, don't worry. I am just blur..and blank. I don't feel like doing anything nowadays. If you let me spend 1 whole week at home watching the Nanny and play The Sims 2, I am fine with that. Maybe I should sports. I dunno. Oh yea, if determination comes in jabs, tell me. Then I can go get a vaccine for my laziness. Sigh.