Of Chinese Niu Year

24/01 (Saturday)
And so the long-string-of-feasting began.
It all started with the early celebration on eve of Chinese New Year's eve. You know, this could really go on forever. Just imagine: New Year's eve's eve's eve's eve's eve's eve's eve's eve's eve's eve's eve's eve's eve's eve's eve's eve's eve's eve's eve's eve's eve's eve's...you get my drift. (Hey, does this mean I can start celebrating already? Coz today's the eve of the eve of the eve of the eve of the eve...of my birthday!)

Anyway, let's all not get bored out by my rantings. Be amused/annoyed/enticed (if it's ever possible)/disgusted with the photos.

Attack! Mine mine mine!
Oh. Wait. It's just yee shang. And they were just flinging the ingredients about while reciting some lines for good luck and health.

For sane-looking photos,and a peace of mind, just simply skip the next 5...

Can you actually believe that my bro licked the chopsticks before using them to poke my throat? How unhygienic.


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L.O.S.T.

Bollywood

We had BBQ for dessert =) The little ones grilled and sweated themselves out while the rest of us, other than my granddad, waited to be served. Serious.

P for Prawns (sounds like porn)!

Mom and aunt

Aunt and grandma

The purpose of this photo is purely for some bloody useless project of hers (my sis).

Ditto this photo.

Granddad. The man behind all of the delicious homemade pastries found in my house. Well, at least when he brings them over.

Cousins and auntie Anna

Corn, corn, satay, satay, satay, satay, satay, satay, satay, satay, satay, satay, satay, satay, ketupat and slices of onion

Since the adults' mouths HAD to be busy ALL THE TIME, talking was the only solution after the eating session was over. And they literally did that for the rest of the night.

His masterpiece after a calligraphy course or something.

Just blot out the TV behind me, will ya?

Drunk much? Nah.

No idea what my bro was trying to do

Orange for you!

Crowding around the laptop to chat with an aunt in Singapore. HA. That's what happen when you're married and you're a woman. No reunion dinner till the 2nd day.

Yours truly

Goddamnmotherfuckingpieceofshit. It's from Map Of Bones by James Rollins.

Baiser vous too!

Children's version

Adult version

Will update more later on. Toodles.

Rise from the dead

Alright. It's about time I revive my blog. Looking back at last week, there isn't really anything of uttermost significance happened. The first 3 days were spent rotting of boredom and I had my sparsely placed schedule to thank for. Yerp. Nothing more entertaining than staring into space with glazed-over eyes while your body deteriorated.

The only happenings worth mentioning were my return to the gym and another slutty outing with Eu Chern. It's been AGES since I passed through the doors, or lack thereof, of the gym. I suppose the loneliness of working out on your own does somehow gets to you sooner or later. Anyway, the exercise on Thursday was fawesome though. Broke my record by playing badminton for 2 and a half hours instead of my usual guinae pig-track-milling and cycling-on-the-spot workout of 40 minutes. Damn it was refreshing and immensely satisfying, except for the part that I had to get up like, 6.30 in the morning, the earliest time yet for a college day.

Jia Wen vs. Jia Wen

Players: Rachel, Kevin, Jia Wen, Andrew
Spectators: Ming and Johan (and me)

Stuff

There was a total of 3 shuttle cots and 2 tubes (or did the amount change?) stuck in the folds of that white cloth

Went to Nichii after lunch. End up buying a jeans skirt slightly shorter than the 1 I cam-whored with =)

Friday morning was horrendous. My right arm felt sore, my thighs hurt and my shoulder blades ached every time I moved them. Sheesh. And what did Eu-know-who do to help ease my mobility? By making us walked ALL THE WAY from Bangsar Station to Bangsar Village. Not to mention him dragging me to run across the road right before the approaching car got too close to squish us. It WAS exhilarating though. Highly adrenaline pumping. Not something I would venture to do everything.

Lunch at Delicious. Loves the decorations. Somehow it gave me the feeling of Autumn

What the heck?! My pasta is GREEN!

The smell of cheese and pasta can be highly enticing

Anyway, check out Gives You Hell's MV, it's shitload hilarious! Totally loves it!


I wake up every evening
With a big smile on my face
And it never feels out of place
And you're still probably working
At a nine to five pace
I wonder how bad that tastes

When you see my face
Hope it gives you hell
Hope it gives you hell
When you walk my way
Hope it gives you hell
Hope it gives you hell

Now where's your picket fence love
And where's that shiny car
And did it ever get you far
You never seemed so tense love
I've never seen you fall so hard
Do you know where you are

And truth be told I miss you
And truth be told I'm lying

When you see my face
Hope it gives you hell
Hope it gives you hell
When you walk my way
Hope it gives you hell
Hope it gives you hell
If you find a man that's worth a damn and treats you well
Then he's a fool you're just as well
Hope it gives you hell
Hope it gives you hell

Tomorrow you'll be thinking to yourself
Where'd it all go wrong?
But the list goes on and on

And truth be told I miss you
And truth be told I'm lying

When you see my face
Hope it gives you hell
Hope it gives you hell
When you walk my way
Hope it gives you hell
Hope it gives you hell
When you find a man that's worth a damn and treats you well
Then he's a fool, you're just as well
Hope it gives you hell

Now you'll never see
What you've done to me
You can take back your memories
They're no good to me
And here's all your lies
You can't look me in the eyes
With the sad, sad look
That you wear so well

When you see my face
Hope it gives you hell
Hope it gives you hell
When you walk my way
Hope it gives you hell
Hope it gives you hell
When you find a man that's worth a damn and treats you well
Then he's a fool you're just as well
Hope it gives you hell

When you see my face
Hope it gives you hell
Hope it gives you hell
When you walk my way
Hope it gives you hell
Hope it gives you hell
When you hear this song and you sing along but you never tell
Then you're the fool, I'm just as well
Hope it gives you hell

When you hear this song
I hope that it will give you hell

You can sing along
I hope that it puts you through hell

KLCC-ing

I have always loved KLCC, even if it's not entirely shopping-friendly for people like me. People who know me well, especially you sluts, or at least Amanda and Lucinda, and now Eu Chern, would find the reason completely rational.

Moving on. Today's our, the crackhead and I, every-Friday-gift-making-rendezvous again. KLCC wasn't exactly our choice, what with the location and the lack of useful shops for our project, but since we had another purpose to fulfil, which was to book the MPO tickets for Lat and Charlie Chaplin concert for the sluts, we thought, why not?

The whole outing was rather reproductive, I guess, buying and booking the tickets and checking out some shops. We even multitask, like Starbuck-ing, sorting out stuff on Eu Chern's oh-so-new laptop and bitching all in one shot. Oh, we cam-whored a little too.

"I'll get you out!" said I to the pitiful girl stuck in a teacup. (And no, Eu Chern, I will NOT put that other photo)

"How do you do?"

"Yes. I'll have that packet of weed, please."

Hey! I just realized we were wearing a white top and black pants. I know, I'm rather slow, sorry.

It was a good thing we lost the 2 little girls (my sis and Mae Jin) who were tagging along with us, if we hadn't then we wouldn't have come across this magnificient brown-haired creature at the Cold Storage. And thanks to Mae Jin, who demanded to have a photo taken with the 'Nasi Lemak', my sis successfully snapped a photo of him! Yay!

Lo and behold!

*Hyperventilates*

In the eye of a tornado. Serenity in the midst of all the hustle and bustle of everyday life.

Had a great time today. And it wasn't just because of the hawt dude. *Sighs* 2 more days and I'm once again back to rotting of boredom in college. Thank God I now have a job to avoid myself from decaying before next Friday.

Hell with it

Monday:
8.00-9.30am (Moral Studies)
9.30-10.00am (Composition)
7.00-8.00pm (Piano) Say it with me. What the fuck.

Tuesday:
ROT of boredom.

Wednesday:
8.00-9.30am (Moral Studies)
10.30-11am (Viola)

Thursday
5.00-7.00pm (Choir)

Honestly, screw my class schedule. What do they expect me to do between those classes? Practice till my fingers bleed? Or study the textbook to moral-ize myself? Sheesh. The worst part of it is having no means of transportation other than the shuttle bus the college provides, which only travels to the LRT station from 7.30-9.00am, 12.00-2.30pm and 5.00-7.30pm. Bloody hell.

Hold that moment

We were short of 2 sluts that day so don't expect too much insanity from this post. Mostly we just bitched like diarrhea throughout the whole soiree. You won't want to know the content. Somethings are best left unsaid.

Me and Eu Chern

Chee Kin and Amanda

Chee Kin looks...strained?

Eu Chern getting high on Starbucks. He must have demanded for extra whip-cream again.

Kimora Lee Simmons blessed us with her presence (when are you going to start bringing your photogs?!)

Brimming with happiness

Of course, it wouldn't be complete without some hooker-ish photos. So savage them!

Chee Kin turning on his enticing aura...by putting his thumb under his shirt?!

If you're interested, please drop by http://liveonoverdrive.blogspot.com/ and enquire there.

The more the merrier!

Alright. Back to some non-disturbing photos.

You don't have to be beautiful for my photo with you to be perfect =)

P.S. "I know I had the best day with you today." - Taylor Swift-