my european and japanese

if only i was given the chance of choosing a girlfriend to hold my hand when crossing the road. to sit, lip-locked by the wishing fountain of Paris. or just to snuggle in her hair that smells like my own childhood memories. i'd kiss her every night & blow sweet dreams towards her. i'd tell irina how i miss her when she's doing her runway. how i miss having tea with scones with a red rose sticking in her hair on her left ear. she knows how i envy her model friends so much that she'd call me & tell me how she misses me like the moon in the night sky. inhaling smokes with her makes me fantasize of things reality can't get hold of. i'd then tell kazu that she sounded like the sweetest thing whenever she sings her heart out. we'd lie around lazily in her orange lit room that smells like rain. i'd make fun of her italian duo & she'd laugh, making her eyes into just lines. whenever she's on tour, i'd listen to her guitar strums that she left for me. i love how she adores my curls & how she likes to twist it around her index finger. we'd sketch each other nude & hang it on our wall of hearts. & she'd sing me her elephant woman to send me to my slumber.

i'd like to have both of them. irina lazareanu. kazu makino. all to myself.

striking two events in a night

today, turned out to be a quiet Friday after the two events that happened last night.

this year, my company organized another social event for us: a bowling tournament. it was fun because 2/3 of the mother & sub company joined in which made the bowling place crowded with laughters & groans of not striking the pins. the registration table opened at 7pm & games started the next 30 minutes. i'm not good in bowling but just throwing the ball gives me a good feeling. if i'm involved in any sports, i'll just play for the fun of it. the first 2 throw, my ball went into the drain. hehe. but afterwards i got better & once managed to get all down but not a strike. only after the 2nd throw for the 2nd game, i had to rush off (& missed the delicious buffet dinner) to The Curve because i had to sing backup vocals for anne's band.

when i arrived at Laundry, i thought i was already late. but it turned out that the first band had only begun. i didn't pay much attention to them because i was quite nervous. i felt like there was something stuck down my throat. to my surprise, all of those people i invited came to give their support. it's been a long time since i've sang. & we only jammed once for last night's indie-pendent women gig. though i sang only 2 songs, but i'm always worried of not giving my best to the band. anne said they were supposed to provide the lyric stands (since both of us haven't memorized them yet until last night) but to no avail. it was fun being on stage & seeing familiar faces that came to support. despite some mismatched lyrics (haha) but it didn't matter that much because everyone was enjoying the show. i was very, very glad.

thank you for those of u who came to support our local indie-pendent women music scene. kudos!

fashion with attitude

dulu, when i was in a band, i made that a reason to wear whatever other people's not wearing. at that time, the japanese street fashion was walking through the streets of KL. i remember of a chinese/japanese guy walking towards Starhill wearing a pair of fluffy bunny slippers (the ones where u're supposed to wear at home). tapi sekarang, i'm not involved in any band anymore & i'm out of reasons to be wearing outrageous stuff. but then, a friend of mine introduced me to Karen O. well, not personally, but she showed me Yeah Yeah Yeahs' videoclip, 'maps'. & i thought Karen O is the current gile-rabak goddess. u just have to love her attitude on stage.


for Karen O's looks, u can check out Christian Joy.

some golden teen stuff

it's monday & i'm all alone..

1 - balik kampung (Denmark)
2 - Dresden, Germany
1 - off (convocation)
1 - MIA

& again, i can't wait to go home. huh.
nothing much happened on the weekend. on saturday i accompanied my mom to visit a relative who just got operated in the head (of some tumor) at the KL General Hospital. (i dislike hospital. it's such a very sad place for me.) 'heart & his Singaporean friends went for street skating later in the night time so Mia & i went to Saturday night's last resort, Maison. thought of checking out the warm-up DJ but it turned out that he was in Malacca for the weekend. it's ok since there's no cover charge for ladies at Maison on Saturday nights. the next day, we woke up quite late (3pm) & rushed ourselves to Damansara for Mia's casting session. it was held at a bungalow & i think we were the last to come. the ad that she was supposed to cast for is a perfume ad for men & they need girls to run after the guy. ok. enough about the ad. let's talk about the guy who casted Mia. hehe. he's a familiar face on our local TV commercials. i think he started his career as 1 of the host for RTM 2 Golden Teen Stuff, like, waaaayyyy back. sekarang dah berjambang dah. he wore a T-shirt with baggy shorts with his left ear pierced. he's hot & got this cool air about him. when he was explaining about the storyboard, he kept looking at me (takpe. sekali-sekala perasan) when Mia was the 1 who's casting. this is where everything went wrong. well, on my side. he asked us if we're studying & i said i'm graphic designer in cyberjaya & then i started to explain craps. babble. babble. the old me would've just say "i'm working." & shut myself up. but nooo. i just had to babble to him. after they were done with Mia, he insisted on casting me. i just told him that was not my thing (actually i just can't wait to get my ass off of the bungalow). haha! merepek. by the way, i was wearing my green leopard print top so there's no way anyone can get that recorded. haihh..

fly high

guten Morgen. it has only been 15 minutes in the office, & i can't wait to go home. we're currently out of jobs to do, & i'm too lazy to be doing online tutorials. another boring working day. not really a working day since there aren't anything to do anyway. tomorrow, 2 of my team mates are going to Dresden, Germany for some multimedia presentation job. which is weird because we, i, always thought the Europeans know a tit bit more about all this new media stuff. it's obvious that i'm jealous for the both of them. haha. huh. though i try again & again, i just can never like doing Flash animation. i'm a very impatient person & to be doing animation, u have to replay the job u've been doing & by the 10th time, i got bored. so right now, i'm focusing on being organized for the team (since i'm the assistant team leader). but then again, i'm proud of my friends since this the first ever oversea trip for our company's employees & i'm gonna miss them loads. they'll be staying there for a month. ben is borrowing my sister's luggage for the trip & i haven't told him it's cotton pink. hehe.

wish them all the best!

who i am, maybe

Your Birthdate: December 31

You're a pretty traditional person. If it's lasted, it's probably good. You seek stability - both in your career and your romantic relationship. In return, you're very loyal and predictable. Which is usually a good thing. Without a partner, you feel lost. Being with someone is very important to you. Your strength: Your dependability Your weakness: You hate being alone Your power color: Midnight blue Your power symbol: Shell Your power month: April

What Does Your Birth Date Mean?

and i find it freakishly true...

eat me up for breakfast

among all the quizzes on blogthings.com, i found this interestingly cute:

You Are Cereal

Playful and lighthearted, breakfast is likely your favorite meal of the day. (In fact, you're probably the type who sneaks cereal as a midnight snack.) Your culinary skills are probably a bit lacking... and you are a sucker for junk food. Some people accuse you of eating like a kid, but you prefer to think of yourself as low maintenance.

What Kind of Breakfast Are You?

in my pants

i got out of car and started to skip. i was lost. turned right. turned left. but there was no sign. i headed for the entrance door and felt a breeze of wind against my tanned face. panting, i searched for the signs again. i ran through a crowd of strangers, looking at me as passed them swiftly. time was running out. i thought of the aftermath. busy murmurs was in the air that wrapped me from running faster. heard a child's cry. and there it was: the sign. i raced through more still strangers. but in the end....


i think i pee-d in my pants. ooops.
heee...

between love and envy

there's nothing much to do in the office apart from waiting for the tournament to start. so i'm gonna list down women that i love and envy, all at the same time.

Jade Jagger.

Because she's the daughter of an activist (women's right) & Mick Jagger Of the Rolling Stones. Plus she designed the interiors of Jade luxurious apartment in NY. owh. & once dated Pharrell Williams.Kirsten Dunst.

Because she got fangs. & her bad girl attitude drive most of the male population go crazy!

Eva Green.
I love her in The Dreamers. Enough said.

Irina Lazareanu.
Because she's skinny, a runway model, she is even a songwriter herself! (co produced by Sean Lennon & Pete Doherty)

Kate Hudson.
I love hippie chicks!

I think that's it for now. but i'll add on some more later in the future.

a real reward

last weekend i went up north with 'heart just for the sake of we're out of places to go in this durjana city(?). i was quite broke but the stuff that they sell there, man! i just can't help myself spending a little, to satisfy my craves. no. i refused to be called a shop-a-holic. it was nice driving around town. went to some places that we've never been before. but the city square's always been a good stop whenever we're there. they've got good shoes there. not as expensive as those high end brands but good enough to feel stylish in them. ok. so i got a pair of silver flats. only rm29.90. next to the place is the old, kind of abandoned mall where we got ourselves some really vintage shades which cost only rm10 each. i got two. erk..
and because the city was just thankful of my generosity spending some dough on them things, i was given a gift. something like real rewards scheme. only, the gift was a kitten. tee-hee.
*we found him in front of Starbucks & since Azuki Frappucino is taste of the month, well, u get the idea.

just stay away

i was driving home yesterday when a car came from no where and cut in the queue. i was quite restless yesterday and the last thing i need is someone to cut in. even with most of the drivers in the neighborhood i'm currently living in are always rude, which i thought i'll get used to it someday, i just couldn't. attitude! attitude! actually, i always have a thing with people cutting in line. i'm not sure whether this is normal or is it just me but this scenario really gets to my nerves. it's like somebody pushed a certain button somewhere in my nerve system that makes me want to scream harsh words. or was it just yesterday that i feel like doing that? once, i was queing up at the hypermarket counter when this arabian girl cut in-line (without saying anything) because i had three item and she had only a rubberband to pay for. like, WTF?! really, i wouldn't mind it if she said 'excuse me' and explain her situation instead she just passed me by lie i wasn't queing up. sort of invisible(?). so i had to put up my very stern expression and said i was there first. when she said she was just gonna pay for the rubberband, i made a really annoyed face and said "still?". so i thought the cashier would take my stuff first to (maybe) be on my side. instead he was like clueless. and he got my annoyed face too.
but, some friends did say something about my temper. some years ago i was a very patient person. but somehow, as the global weather changes, i turned into a very angry person. maybe i should be taking an anger management session. until now i'm still figuring what i should do to control my temper and what makes happy and forget any miseries.

maybe i have too much miseries taking me over.