approx 16 years back.

i managed to find this in cousin's fb.
i want back my skin!!
i want back my hair!!
i want back my eyes!!
everything has changed.
am afraid to be old.
i dont wanna grow up.

i have a dream.

a white (i think) sports car came , too fast too furious, i poined and shouted at him "wah! hi!!!" and waiting for a response but he pretended to be deaf. he hopped out from his car, rushing to his house to get some cash (i guess so that he could have expensive meal with his gf) , which is next to mine, while his girlfriend waited in the car. "what a snobbish guy! still never change!", i mumble grumbly. i saw his girlfriend - for the very first time with my bare eyes playing with his mp3 compartment next to the dashboard. i read today's newspaper stated that he has been dating her secretly for 9 mths. he walked out from his house, grinning while hopping back to his car. i shouted rudely "wah, goh kiat chun , answer me! dont be snobbish! celaka betul". he said "ooh, hi!" and he just zoomed off like that.



"wake up, time to go to college", mom kinda shouted.

i smiled while walking to the bathroom.
i cant believe that i-dreamt-about-gohkiatchun.
i thought that the only person that i will dream is dean.

smiled.
unbelivable questions i threw to myself.
this is all i did on the way to college till the class ends.

am seriously think this brunei-lass is handsome. even my aunt said that after watching hanakimi.


ooh yeah. cousin gave me her spongebobsquarepants toy - 10cm height. you will not believe this, shes still collecting toys especially soft toys despite hitting 30's. she always keep a soft toy in her handbag. she has a huge spongebobsquarepants on her office telephone. last year, i spent lots of time in the library, and wanting to have someone accompany me, i brought a shnauzer soft toy and placed it in front of me while i studied.

i told her that today is dean's mini showcase in sg. wang. then she asked me whether i want davidtao's concert tickets! although i am not a big huge gigantic ass fan of davidtao and other chinese singers especially dean, but heck, i still want to attend, since she often receives tics but not gonna attend.

he has a cold attitude but he smiled at me for the very first time in four years.

i am not invisible.

wasted my money on the dumb cab driver.

i have never met a studborn cab driver. he is just pure studborn, a person that deserves to shut his mouth.

i flagged down a cab and told him where i wanna go. he said he knows the place. he used a different way and i voiced out. "u wanna use sec16 way? its jam!", said the dumb cab driver.

"no jam at this hour", i defend myself.

"who said so? i can bet with u. if i lie to you and cheat you, i can guarantee that i am fat", said the dumb cab driver.

"i always use that road at this hour, and no jam", am starting to feel pissed off.

"certain days only jam, wednesday, thrusday and friday jam. this way no jam and it is faster", said the dumb cab driver.

"faster means expensive", i said with anger.

"nowadays, ppl dont care whether it is expensive, ppl want fast", said the dumb cab driver.

"my usual taxi fare is only rm6.50", i said.

what bloody mary nonsense he is talking. fuck him. saying i dont use the road on wed, thrus and fri? fuck fuck him. am going to curse him. i controlled myself by throwing my face out of the window. he used the pantai toll joint to kerinchi. meaning he used the federal highway. fuck him. this driver is so cacat. he is so bloody johnny walker confident that he knows the way.


finally my cab fare today is rm9.20. fuck him.

when i told him to stop at the bus stop, he said with a guilty voice tone, "this is paramount".

"i told you to use the other way, you dont want", i still feel pissed off.


hope he meets an accident, and loss his income a month. a month is too little. for few months. or he needs to walk handicapped-ly. ego and confident cab driver i met today. fuck fuck fuck him la. today i bought subway's cheese veggie and wanting to go home early after that. his pathetic cab driver spoiled my mood. now that i have finished eating my cheese veggie, am still feeling pissed off.

5 hours doing nth.

aint i a good friend accompanied a fren for 5 hours in a hair saloon - peek-a-boo, TTDI? even the haistylist praised me in cantonese "wah, your friend is really good , accompany you here!". all i did was drank 2 cups of green tea, read magazines and walked around d night market alone!!















i kept staring at page N11 in today's paper. leehom is coming on d 9Nov for promo. Am not so silly to attend while pushing with his fans. waste my time. i rather watch the Finals of Project Runway Malaysia. however, staring at his face in d newspaper gives me some satisfactions. :)


its fresh in my mind what happened when he received a basket with teddybear in it. the audiences went "awwwwwwwwwwwww!"


november is a busy month-
:: jo is coming back, gotta listen her 4 months of experience in states.
:: i will b waiting for waiyee for dimsum.
:: pick sugarpie cousin from airport, i dunno how and when.
:: mugging, slacking is what i am now.
:: not forgetting my concert, make sure am still alive by that day.

gone for good?

i threw my bedsheet into the washing machine to avoid being told so many times. then quickly i washed my clothes. ate my yummy bihun.

as i ate my last fork of bihun

"amanda!!!! come here!!!" mom shouted from d kitchen.

"shit la. what else she wants!!??", as i whispered to myself walking to d kitchen from d living hall.

mom :: ur handphone is in d washing machine.

i quickly off d machine, took out my 4 yrs old flip phone. without any hesitation, i open it up, praying that my sim card is still functioning. insert it into bro's. and YES, it worked!! cleaned my phone, but i cant open the LCD part without a special small screwdriver! d water went into d LCD. i stared at it on the table, mumbling to myself. i tried numerous times to on d phone, but still unable to. after much staring at it, mom pitied me (i guess) and offered to sponsor me rm400. however am gonna take out some money so that i can buy a good camera and mp3 phone but it will take ages thanks to d concert tic. well, am NOT REGRETTING regarding with d tics. what more can i ask for, for good seats!

there are so many choices in d market now. i cant make up my mind after going to sonyericsson's n motorola's sites. being a technology dummy makes the situation worse. what is band :: tri-band, quad-band etc? what is inbuilt Motomixer?

i guess i wont be getting a phone till december as i will take time to gather infomations on phones' features. i am a fussy lady when choosing things. so contact my house la.

ada opportunity, grab it la:: LGT::

today's topic is :: migrate :: as i hopped into the car, on d way to coll.

mom :: *talking bout her colleague migrating*
mom :: do u want to migrate?
me :: of course. not australia coz its too common.
mom :: then where?
me :: some europe country or newzealand. can count sheeps there.
mom :: who wants u to be in europe.
me :: i want to work and stay in UK. but then my points still unable to qualify to work there. (yes, in order for msians-not-studying-in-UK to work in UK, we gotta follow d merit system).
mom :: do u know 20 yrs back, ur dad asked me whether i wanna migrate?
me :: gosh. why didnt u say yes. i will be a better person by now if u do!!!
mom :: newzealand sounds ok.


mom has a serious problem in not grabbing her golden opportunity. this is not d first time i shake my head to her. there was once, she told me bout her golden silver opportunity to feature in a magazine, sad to say that she rejected it! she told me more and more stories, to avoid being more disappointed, i told her jokingly "pls dont tell me anymore!"


if mom agreed and everything goes smoothly 20 yrs back, seriously i think i will be an extremently better person talking with accents. but i will lagi jadi a pure banana. dah la i am edi 90% banana!


i guess everything happens for a reason.

LimGohTong

a man that i truly admire besides Tun Dr. Mahathir. Am gonna buy LimGohTong's My Story biography book. I believe his book is better than LeeKuanYew's The Memoirs of Lee Kuan Yew: The Singapore Story. i am reading Lee's book half way for a week already. Half of the book talks bout politic which i am not interested in. I pick chapters on his childhood life, life as a student, life as a husband and topics on malaysia. Nobody wanna tell me d reason why singapore seperated from msia. I was kinda dumb not knowing his competitor in studies during school days is his wife,Choo. LeeKuanYew loves mathematics, was reluctant to learn mandarin despite going to a chinese school, thus he asked his parents to sent him to english school. I find these lil facts, interesting. Ooh yeah, he married Choo secretly in London and kept this from his parents. i-have-a-thing-for-biography-books.


the guy - 2nd from d right looks quite notorious but kinda good looking. The picture is clearer in the newspaper thou.