chanting freedom!

i got used to KL life so fast... well, thats like a second nature right? anyway! i went out to One Utama to meet up with Wai Xiuan n Ben. but sumhow the meet up n hangout plan kinda backfired? more ppl came in and all. not that we didnt like 'em. we didnt have the chance on private talks like we did last time. NO insult to Mei Peng! i invited u along. so chill... was referring to some one else. heehee! i absolutely enjoyed walking n joking around. something different than just doin the norm. not that anyone would let me forget i'm always a bit outta the norm.we lined up fer movies fer nothing! it was blardy long line ok?! ahyoooooo! tht will definitely be last time i do tht! haahaha! my camera battery died! saw some o frens too. haihs...

i bought loads of presents. but i still doubt its enuf fer those i heheh! favour in NS camp! OH! before i forget! my sister do mean the best fer me but heck! not allowing me to take my dad's camera to National Service? i didnt ask my dad to let me take his camera but instead, he was the one who suggested i take it along fer precious memories. good o' dad. but alas, my sisters think otherwise.tho they did suggest i take theirs.... no doubt they mean good but yeah, they did burst my bubble. who cares la~ as long as i get to take some pictures is fine. i reli think they look at me like i'm some spoilt brat with the urge to take expensive stuff. get real la. the only ppl who are so vain n materialistic are they themselves. who goes out more often buying clothes? and designer clothes at tht? and worries abt their body n face n hair like possessed dolls? i need not elaborate anymore cuz its pretty obvious. shud stop now... am becoming bitter. heheh!

i enjoyed the short but special talk with ben. it never ceases to surprise me how we can talk so much over that short period of time. and Ben was right, " who sed two hours is enuff eh?" haha! two hours is truly not enuff fer two of us to talk. we have years of talking n catching up to do! i reli do have to agree with u though i have a totally different opinion. i guess there are two sides to a story la~ but chill, i think ur gonna go far, donkey. heheh!

I DON WANNA GO BACK TO THT CAMP LAR! THAT EFFFFFFIIIINNNGGGG NATIONAL SERVICE CAMP! freedom is so near yet so far! grrr.... i hate the food! the rigid rules! the tiresome activities. there is hardly time fer laughter n slack time. and the ridiculous rules abt keeping the handphones n medications fer us! we're old enuff to take care of 'em ourselves u noe! btw, those who lose their hp are either irresposible or just plain careless. they shud grow up n take care of their own stuff. cuz of their carelessness, we need to deal with the inconvenience of no hp!

i lost the mood fer blogging. i'm more on the typing frenzy. i love typing. hehehe! crazy lar... hahah! anyway, will miss ya'all. pray fer me aites? survive and come out in one piece from National Service... and i'll get whatever i need in it. hm... God Bless ya'all this new year! buhbye~ till the 11th of march! sayonara!

say tht again!!?

CNY celebration this year isnt as happening as it was last year. odd.... i'm seriously wondering why? no... i'm not complaining abt the drop in the number of angpows. maybe i am.. heheh! maybe its the economy? bleurgh.better luck next year.

can u believe it!? my lil sister has got a Motorola SLVR!? and she's only 12!!! am i missing sumthing here!? she just got back to KL when she left her hp on the table and i sed : " dad! is this ur hp?" then my lil sis sed : "no la. thats mine." and i was : " fuhyoooooo! ur more chun-er than ur older sis la!" now i'm alredi planning to get a new hp. usually i'm not that materialistic but now that even my lil sis can be more mod than me... i guess i have to brush up. heheh.

WHERE ARE ALL THE SIMPLE n decent SHOES!? all i see in mid valley, OU, Sunway, Sogo and Petaling Street are LALA shoes! fyi: lala shoes are Hong Kong crazy-frilly-glittery-furry-pointy-impractical-silly-colorful-inspired-shoes. they're ridiculous! i just want simple heels! or just slip-ons! i wonder why do they need to sell furry knee-high boots,bejeweled slippers, frilly or lace-y mariejanes, and studded shoes!? *laughs n shakes head* its so effing hard to find simple fashion! simple shirts, skirts, pants, shoes, handbags, accesories, or hair-do! * fort minor's where did u go song plays*

i saw this gurl in particular, who falls in the OTT(over the top) LALA category, walking around in a complicated hair-do--crinkly hair at the back, long bangs in the front and curly tendrils at the sides! , furry boots with buckles, a top with so much lace that i wonder if it reli is just a top or she was wrapped in yards of lace, jeans with so much sequins,stitches n patch-ons, and the makeup! gosh-ness! go to any make up counter! please! her face is powdered white along such intense colours....i fear she might be in the circus. i havent even reached the part where her jewelry- is enuff for me to open a stall in OU. she wore three huge bangles(right),one huge watch with silver chains( left), loads of rings, layers of pearl necklaces, dangly earrings (which is a wonder it didnt get tangled in her crinkly afro hair) and glittery hair bandS! gah! the nightmare!

i just noticed that i had a pretty good time in National Service tho it was truly hard on me the first two weeks. i had to get used to the tight schedules, bizzare people plus attitudes, canteen food,absolutely no privacy and the sheer madness of wanting us to be united when most of the time, they segregate us to muslims and the non-muslims. yea~keep splitting us that way and i'm sure there wont be much UNITY in or out of camp!

but other than that, i've come to know that frenship isnt one that u can make decisions on. frenship is formed at the oddest chances, hardest moments, funniest mishaps and just-when-u-least-expect. who would have known i would make a fren in a toilet when i forgot to bring my towel. and during orientation exercise, made a fren while going up a steep hill with a heavy backpack. together we rolled our bags downhill afterwards. heheh! screamin after being chucked a fat leech during kayak practice. yeah, the guys are just horrid. sadistic too. frens when u've been forced to the most boring bunch of ppl u assumed, frens made by fate as partners in classes,competitions and dance practice. frens are also made when u need encouragement to jump off the four storey tower to complete the flying-fox exercise n five storey to complete the ab-sailing exercise. plus the great buds made over christian fellowship n church-attendings. ;) maybe i was wrong abt it being complete 100% waste of time. now my opinion of being chucked in National Service is 80% waste of time.hehe!

ur a gud fren if you have read till this point. then u pretty much know how i feel when someone reli appreciates what u've to say or write. MUAX to u!

here n now

i miss him. Ben alredi noes abt him. he's sweet, caring, nvr dated, and sensitive to what gurls like. he's been with me since the first day of National Service. but theres only one thing that stops us from being together - religion. so we're just frens. no, we didnt talk abt it. but it is pretty obvious. we both talk about our passion in religion and theres an understanding. so yeah. we just spend loads of time together talkin and walking together. he got me a bookmark, stars and then he took the innitiative to find flower pins to put it in my hair for my traditional dance performance. i was wearing the complete costume of a malay Zapin gurl. on my head was the gold coloured head piece and four gold hair huge chopsticks. its not chopsticks la...but they looks like it k. hahah! then he added the two flower pins. aww... it looked pretty gud. hehehe! okok~ chillz~ i'll quit gushing.

i'm worried abt him. Ben also noes that. why? cuz its him that i'm worried about. i'm also sorry that i cant be there for him in person. i'm always there fer him to listen and talk or chat. but i guess its just not enuff. somehow i thought that he'll find another best bud that'll help ten times more than i can. no i'm not implying that i want to give up on him to someone else. but i want him to find peace. so thats all i want to do for him. i guess i worry for that reason. luv ya loads man.

National Service may have been full of sufferings but... believe it or not. it's been fun too. going thru a bit of torture with frens are actually worth it. hahahah! lemme tell u wad goes on in camp. 5.30 am wake up. 6.15 mornin exercise 7.30 breakfast 8-class 12-lunch 1.30 physical training 4.30 sports 6.30 dinner 7.50 lectures in hall 11.30/12 lights off.

its tiring i tell u! and we're sleep deprived! we get sick ever-so-often! plus the food is horrid! we get rice, fish (fried or curry) and kangkung (black sauce or curry). sweet syrup water and a fruit. everyday! everymeal! ahhh! no wonder the burger stand makes a ton of money every night. hahahah! obviously we cant stand the cafeteria's food.

i've met great frens from all over the country. every walk of life. unique personalities. passion for God. amazing life it is. and i've learnt to be so much more patient, understanding and on-time. somehow ALOT of people have turned to me as their agony-aunt. i'm not complaining. i reli do think i'm not someone special. i just get people pouring in to tell me about their problems and i natural listen, comment or give advice. so maybe an agony aunt is a good listener eh? hahaha! its also great to noe ppl come to u cuz they trust u. hmm... ;)