Archives for 2005

happy birthday pinky!

My dearest Pinky

How old are you now, 18? 😀

I love you long time!

And as promised, here’s your ghost story that I’d been withholding till your birthday! 😀

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Pinky: i tell u ghost story, want?

suanie: ok

Pinky: office one

suanie: u think i sked ar? i not sked… COME ON

Pinky: the ‘permanent resident’

Pinky: so anyway, my place and my colleague place.. like in between is the ghost’s original place lah. den now her place is taken by our shelves lor. so now she either come my side or my colleague side. den lately i sick ar, so my ‘yun’ (luck) low. so she come my side alot. den i very the cold. so dat day i complain alot lah. i tell my fren say . eh can ask the good good fren to go somewhere else..i very the cold. i wear denim jacket zip up all the way. den ar .. my colleague ask me .. u wanna be fren wif her issit…tok so much. den i say no, den i shuddap

Pinky: later my neck ar, got blue black, pain. i ask my colleague see, she say cuz i complain mah .. if someone ask u to move from ur place, u wont be happy oso rite. ‘she’ like wack me lah. den i say … sorry loh .. i write on a piece of paper …. sorry, but i am really cold

Pinky: den ar .. my colleague’s table got one of those toys that is activated by sound … play music. the thing started singing by itself. den my colleague say . eh that song is dedicated to u. den i ask my colelague if it means apology accepted…..she say maybe, she dunno

Pinky: den ar…..at nite hor… my colleague got 2 msn account lah … 1 on her pc .. 1 on her laptop, she usually use her laptop … den her pc one her name put ‘dun tok to me here’. at nite…that account log on .. the one tat say dun tok to me here…. dat one is in office pc one…

Pinky: den that acct msg me, “HELLO” in big caps… my fren dun msg me like dat one mah… den i msg back… den i find it weird . cuz in the middle of the nite, near 11pm liao… i wanted to ask .. eh how come u use dis acct, but din… instead i call my fren to ask her… she no reply… i sms her she oso no reply… den that acct after a while log off

Pinky: next morning, my colleague call me …. say u look for me ar? solly ar, when u call i am sleeping oredi… den im like… HAAAAHHHHAAAAAHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAA…. the ‘good good fren’ msg me on msn!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Pinky: nowadays ghost very the high tech hor

Pinky: den i ask my colleague why the ghost msg me? she say cuz i tried to communicate wif her earlier .. so she wants to get to know me … den i ask..how now? my colleague tell me pretend nothing happen

suanie: hahahahahhahahaha omg u asking for it

Pinky: LOL… now i scared leh… cuz next week hor… office not many pple around… later i alone… she come tok to me how? den sekali she let me see her… den i will pengsan… i better go pray pray

suanie: hahahahahahha i gonna blog this

Pinky: LMAOOOOOOOOOO wah lau… later she go read ur blog… den she go malaysia visit u

Pinky: i ask evon say.wah nowadays ghost so high tech… she say ya lah… she hang wif us so long oredi, will learn oso

suanie: why no one want to give her a ceremony?

Pinky: how to give? we oso dunno her background?

suanie: ask the priest lah… they sure know one what

Pinky: hai…. dunno leh… we are moving early next year… den me and evon say …. i hope she dun follow us… so from now on, we better shuddap about the ‘good fren’… later she think we good good fren wif her… den she follow us to new office… den… gong xi fa cai…

dreams are fucking me up

Through the window Ever since childhood I’d always imagined ghosts. Like if I stare at a window long and hard enough, a sinister face would appear in all its pale glory. A glance at a darker corner in the house would bring a shadow floating by.

It’s almost like I want to see them. But I don’t. I really, really don’t. I have no idea of how I would react if I would to see a ghost face to face. Scared shitless, probably. And actually I don’t really want to. But I can’t help thinking about them, especially when I am alone. And that’s hardly an unavoidable situation.

Then there are dreams. I hardly have happy dreams, unless I make up scenarios to myself before going to bed, slowly fantasizing being ridiculously rich and beautiful and having the world at my feet, then slowly drifting into unconsciousness. Sometimes the good dreams stay on. More often than not, they morph into something utterly horrible that I would wake up suddenly, half expecting to see something at the end of my bed looking at me.

When my paternal grandmother passed away in my early teens, I had the most surreal dream — she was just beside me. Then she suddenly grabbed hold of me. The feeling was so real and quite unpleasant, but I don’t think I can call that a nightmare because she is family and she loved me greatly. Ever since then, I’d been afraid to go past a section in our house where a framed photo of her was placed. Even now, when I am home and awake in the middle of the night, I would sneak a peak at her photograph, almost daring her still image to smile at me. Most probably I would be fucking scared and stunned, but there’s just… something that I can’t quite describe.

Perhaps it is because that photograph was used for her funeral. I don’t get the same feeling when I see other photographs with her in it. Funeral photographs are always so… direct. The dead looking at you with open eyes.

And dreams of falling. And being in a burning car, unable to get out, melting away with it. Scenes that make me cry so hard in my dreams that when I wake up it was almost unfair that it was not real.

I wish my dead and unknown would leave me forever. They are after all, dead and unknown. If I had the choice, I would not return to cause my loved ones such stress. Not that they are gone forever. Shared memories will linger. But spiritual presence is another matter. The living has enough personal demons to fight. No need to add to it.

tied to the 90s

S and I were reminiscing the 90’s and we discovered that we both went through the same fads albeit in different geographical locations.

We were the mid till late nineties children, the early 90s was too… erm early heh. In 1997 I was still in secondary school (that’s high school to you noobs) and erm… I looked something like this.

class photo

Obviously the only coloured bit was my face. I don’t know if my ex-classmates would be happy to have their face on the Internet, better not risk it.

And later in the year my friends and I were at Kukup.

at kukup

So that was 1997. So much could grow horizontally within a year. Amazing.

Anyway back to the 90s talk… it was GREAT, I tell ya. Of course one never fully appreciate the era they were in until it passed them by, so here I am in the early 21st century missing the late 20th century. Talking with S was such a trip down memory lane. I’ve always wanted to compile something like this, the conversation with S made me really do it, so here are some of our 90s memories that we love so much.

The #1 unifying factor for me and S was Smash Hits.

Smash Hits covers from the 90s

Nothing like the Smash Hits now of course, back then it was thicker and nicer and the editors (especially Gav and Kate) were mucho hilarious.

The first English album I bought was Blur’s The Great Escape in cassette.

Blur - The Great Escape album cover

I think I first got to know Blur from their ‘Country House’ music video which I thought had the coolest lyrics EVER.

City dweller, successful fella
Thought to himself: ‘oops, I’ve got a lot of money
Caught in a rat race terminally
I’m a professional cynic but my heart’s not in it
I’m paying the price of living life at the limit
Caught up in the century’s anxiety…

– Country House; Blur

Then there was Oasis whose line up I’ll always remember as from 1995 – 1999. Some really great songs not like the crap they have now.

Oasis in 1995

Some day you will find me
Caught beneath the landslide
In a champagne supernova in the sky

– Champagne Supernova; Oasis

Maybe I just want to fly
I want to live I don’t want to die
Maybe I just want to breath
Maybe I just don’t believe
Maybe you’re the same as me
We see things they’ll never see
You and I are gonna live forever

– Live Forever; Oasis

Bound with all the weight of all the words he tried to say
Chained to all the places that he never wished to stay

– Cast No Shadow; Oasis

And there was the infamous Oasis vs Blur, Liam vs Damon, Noel vs Damon feud. In the heat of the moment, Noel Gallagher let it slip in an interview that he wished for Damon Albarn to die of AIDS, which he immediately apologised and retracted. It was published anyway and it wasn’t pretty.

Then along the same lines was Jarvis Cocker and Pulp.

Jarvis Cocker (Pulp)

You’ll never live like common people
You’ll never do whatever common people do
You’ll never fail like common people
You’ll never watch your life slide out of view
And dance and drink and screw
Because there’s nothing else to do

– Common People; Pulp

Jarvis Cocker also pulled off a stunt which unfortunately would be more remembered than his songs; he sneaked onto the stage during a Michael Jackson performance and mooned.

There was also the beginning of Boyzone, the painful departure of Robbie Take That, the end of Take That (sniff), the beginning of Spice Girls, Scooter, Nirvana (1994’s From the Muddy Banks of Wishkah), Britney Spears’ singing debut around 1996, Super Furry Animals, Kula Shaker, Cast, Suede, Space, Manic Street Preachers, Weezer, Radiohead, REM, Green Day, 911 (kinda embarrassing for me to admit this but they were hot), PJ and Duncan which was basically Ant and Dec (we still listen to Eternal Love), East 17…

Some alt rock album covers
I had these albums

Scatman John, Venga Boys, Gina G from Eurovision (Ooh Ahh Just A Little Bit), Danii Minogue, En Vogue, George Michael (Jesus to a Child), Elastica, Bjork (It’s Oh So Quiet), the ridiculous Dr. Bombay, Cornershop (Brimful of Asha), Run DMC (It’s Like That) etc etc etc…

Stupid music from the 90s
I didn’t have these, thank goodness.

And there was the beginning of Backstreet Boys in late 1995. Their first single was ‘I’ll Never Break Your Heart’, the music video was of them at a skiing place and there was snow and lots of boy band emotions. Back then I loved them so much; when they came to Malaysia for a showcase I got my second sister to go squeeze with the crowd so that I could have photos. She got me a BSB t-shirt as well, it was so cool heh. I got their self titled album in 1997, played it so much that one day my mom gave me a shock by singing ‘As Long As You Love Me’ correctly.

Then when their next album came out, it was so crap that I got disinterested in them.

There were other boy bands too, such as Worlds Apart, Code Red and so on who obviously didn’t leave much impression.

And before there was hot Kylie as we know her now, there was Louise Nurding.

Louise Nurding

She was with then-Liverpool bench warmer Jamie Redknapp (now they are married and have a kid), she was the darling of Brit-pop (don’t think she could sing that well but then she was h-o-t). S said that back then, Beckham could suck kok (he still can now).

Hmm what else can suck kok? Oh yeah bands that sound all the same today like Simple Plan and company. PFFFTTT!!!

High on diesel and gasoline, psycho for drum machine
Shaking their bits to the hits
Drag acts, drug acts, suicides, in your dad’s suits you hide
Staining his name again
Cracked up, stacked up, 22, psycho for sex and glue
Lost it to Bostik, yeah
Shaved heads, rave heads, on the pill, got too much time to kill
Get into bands and gangs

– Beautiful Ones; Suede

A thousand thundering thrills await me
Facing insurmountable odds gratefully
The female of the species is more deadly than the male

Shock shock horror horror shock shock horror
I’ll shout myself hoarse for your supernatural force
The female of the species is more deadly than the male

– Female of the Species; Space

Libraries gave us power
Then work came and made us free
But what price now for a shallow piece of dignity

– A Design For Life; Manic Street Preachers

The future teaches you to be alone the present to be afraid and cold
‘So if I can shoot rabbits then I can shoot fascists’
Bullets for your brain today but we’ll forget it all again
Monuments put from pen to paper turns me into a gutless wonder

– If You Tolerate This Your Children Will Be Next; Manic Street Preachers

Pop rock alternative songs today… no depth… no substance… nothing that’s not been said before… recycled tunes… 2 or 3 miserable albums then putting up a Greatest Hits album… PFFFFFFFFFFFT!!!!!!!! Only The Killers are doing a good job. The popularised others… PFFFFFTTTT!!!

Or maybe I am getting older… 🙁

Before Harry Potter, there were…

Some book covers from the 90s

There were also…

Some movies from the 90s

And Casper, Pocahontas, Beauty & The Beast, Aladdin, Reality Bites, Free Willy, Home Alone, The Mask (the debut of Cameron Diaz)… all these I remember oh-so-well.

And there were: Saved By The Bell, Blossom (Mayim Bialik), Seinfeld, Home Improvement, the Olsen twins always babies in our eyes…

And HOT child actors…

Child actors from the 90s

I didn’t know that Jonathan Brandis committed suicide in 2003. Seaquest DSV was one of our favs.

One of my favourite movies of all time is Now and Then in 1995, starring Christina Ricci, Thora Birch, Devon Sawa, some other kids and some grown ups like Demi Moore.

Now and Then movie screenshots

S’s top 10 reasons to go back to the 90s :

1- Smash Hits
2- ponteng
3- budaya bohsia
4- who had sex and who hasn’t
5- metrovision/mega tv/astro
6- hitz fm in the beginning

Unfortunately she stopped at 6 because I had to go off somewhere.

But man, those were the days.

We’re stuck in a path
Where fashion is fast
And nothin’ is lasting
It’s all ghetto blasting
And Lord knows
Where it goes
But I know
That if so well I want to tell you
We’re tired of the 90’s
We’re tired of the 90’s
Tied to the 90’s

– Tied to the 90s; Travis

state of mind

Thanks to the miraculous wonders of MSPaint, I am able to convey my current emotions and state of mind to anyone who could be bothered to know.

my current emotions

I feel exactly like that.

Something is missing. I don’t know what. It seriously sucks.

On another person’s state of mind, do check out Zeus’ archived post on Jack West, a pedophile, criminal and sly bastard. Some seriously sick shit going on.

redang was the fun!

So we were at Redang Island for three days and two nights (23-25 Sept). Some of them went for a Project AWARE clean the beach/sea thingy, some of us just went there for the sun, sea and sand.

Redang 2005 16 - Redang beach
Don’t you wish you were there too?

By golly, what fine sand! Even though there were aplenty dead corals washed ashore (and dying corals at the marine park), I’d never felt such soft sand before edited – actually I did, in Sabah but that was a jolly long time ago so I apologise if I can’t remember as many things as I used to 🙁 Penang and Langkawi have nothing like this, NOTHING!

I wore a bikini anyway. Screw your eyes. Bwahahahahaha!

Redang 2005 18 - Suanie
As the saying goes, round is a shape.

The first day we just did some swimming and suntanning. I got sunburn. Yalah, all my fault. But sleeping in the sun feels so goooooood! Of course lah, need to have the perfect environment also… give me the best bed and a million bucks to sleep by the LDP underneath the hot scorching sun for a couple hours… no thank you.

The drinking water where we were was supplied via an underground source… apparently a couple months ago it was alright and normal but when we were there, the water was salt-enhanced… maybe the underground source got kinda screwed up. There was orange juice and Chinese tea at the buffets… so it was sweet+salty orange juice and salty Chinese tea. Just needs getting used to.

We went to the marine park on the second day. What Kim didn’t blog about was that she kena molested by some hamsap guy who brought her around to see what’s swimming in the waters… if he had his way I’m sure he would show her what was swimming in his pants too… luckily she refused to ‘pergi jauh sikit’ (go a bit further).

Then something ridiculously funny happened to ST – I wasn’t there to see it but I’m sure he would tell you later anyway.

Redang 2005 34 - Shaolintiger, KY, Marge, Kim, Suanie
We were like, teh happy… and can ST get a BodyGlove endorsement?

My digicam was quite fucked – I can’t take proper photos whenever there’s sunlight. Don’t know if it’s a technical fault or the design flaw. So yeah, I couldn’t take nice photos under sunlight. Sien.

On the way back to the travel agency’s office in Kuala Terengganu town, we stopped by a roadside stall selling keropok lekor. IT WAS TEH GOOD!!! I SO WANT MORE!!!!!

Then we spent a few hours in town which I’d rather not remember.

So, yeah overall it was fun. But I damn kesian Redang Island… over-commercialised and the dying corals at the marine park quite menyakitkan hati. And the diesel and smoke from the boats and the environment and the everything, you not kesian meh?

I am sentimental like that.

Next time I want to go to Pulau Perhentian.

Full photo set at Flickr here.

Redang trip report by:
Kimberlycun, ShaolinTiger, KY

blogathon: the day after

Yo, wassup?

Today I ate McDonalds chicken burger
Today I drank lots of Coke and water
Today I have a lot of work to do.
Today I still see a cloud of haze.

Today I cannot write many many things because I am all blogged out. On Saturday I woke up at 8 a.m., went to work, rushed to Amcorp Mall with Jaime, came back, started the blogathon, bla bla bla and finally couldn’t take it anymore and fell asleep at 6 p.m. on Sunday. Keng or not?

By the way if you think you are having a bad Monday, check this out.

Blogathon 2005 - The Star news clipping

What’s wrong with it, you ask? After all it’s free publicity for our blogathon effort at Bloggersaremorons.com and I am STILL complaining? Bloody hell, I should be bloody thankful, count my blessings, thank my lucky stars etc etc that we have it ‘easy’ bla bla yadda la di da la (well, some people do think so, sorry to disappoint y’all but organising/management etc was way far from easy 🙂 )

Shut it, I AM thankful for the free publicity. But when you are a single girl looking for a date, it doesn’t help that the whole nation now thinks you have teeth like these:

Blogathon 2005 - The Star newspaper

I think it’s fated that I die lonely, ugly, desperate, single and fat. Goodbye cruel world.

As for the blogathon, you can still sign up as a sponsor and pledge to our campaign. Of course, now you would have to really donate the amount you pledged, seeing we successfully completed the blogathon. Sponsorships remain open until Tuesday – that is tomorrow, so as Gwen Stefani would say, WAT’CHA WAITING FOR?!?

Go check out our archives at Bloggersaremorons.com kthxbai.

5 reasons why you should date suanie!

You know what? This is it. I look everywhere and everyone’s happy being part of a couple, holding hands, la-da-di-la-ing in their happy happy world of two (or more) some. Ain’t bloody well fair, I think to myself. Why aren’t I part of the action, ANY action??? Maybe it’s because of a variety of things, but in my not so humble opinion the photograph of me in The Star here smashed the cupcake.

CAN YOU SAY BLOATED?!?

This being the final straw, I have to take matters into my own hands. Not I want to, I HAVE TO! If not for the sake of MY happiness then at least for the sake of my friends who would be glad to have me stop bitching and whining, something which I would so not totally do IF I HAD A BOYFRIEND!

So I am launching a WORLDWIDE campaign, as wide as it would go, penetrate the four corners of earth and all that to help ME get laid a boyfriend. Or at least a date. And I am asking you, my friends to get thoroughly involved in this worthwhile cause, help the needy and so on.

I AM CHARITY!!!

I totally understand the need to provide some reasons as to why anyone would want to date me. Show cause as they say. Who is this Suanie and why date her? Well you can read all about the ‘who’ part in About Me. It’s the ‘why’ part I need to tell you because if everyone knew why, I wouldn’t be so dateless and single as I am now, would I?

Now let’s get down to business. Please spread the word. I AM love.

Five Reasons Why You Should Date Suanie

1. I am an easy-going gal and very flexible

Contrary to popular belief, I am not that fussy, really. A true Malaysian, I believe in upholding the ‘chin-cai lah’ principle and often go to great lengths to exercising it. What do I want for dinner? Anything. What movie do I want to watch? Anything. Which colour I like best, blue or red? Anything.

This does not mean that I do not have my own opinions. It’s just that sometimes I feel too much argument leads to nowhere but splitsville. What does it matter if I drink teh tarik or teh O ais? At the end of the day it’s just to quench my thirst, right? So long we all happy happy get along together hold hand and all, I mean, all these are small and quite insignificant matters. Not like you are asking me if I want to buy a single or double storey house, right?

At the best of times, I know what is important and what is not important. I know when and when not to be flexible.

But I do not drink San Miguel.

2. I give you your space

I understand that everyone’s got his or her own life. I too have my own life to lead, got things to take care of, family and friends to see. I am not the type to totally cram your lifestyle just because we are together as a couple. Being the understanding person that I am, I know that being together does not mean having to do everything together. Sure I want to do things to WITH you, but I know that there are some things you need to do by yourself. Like going to the toilet. Or going out with the boys. Or seeing your ex-girlfriend for a casual meet-up.

Haha, just kidding.

No, seriously.

3. I am an affectionate, loving person

Underneath this tough leathery rubber exterior is a warm-blooded passionate affectionate romantic sentimental girl who is not afraid to express it. When you are down I hold your hand. When you feel like moaning I have a shoulder for ya. When you need a hug, look no further. I embrace PDA but I won’t go OTT.

You should be so lucky.

4. I am in touch with my feminine side

You know like how some girls get cheesed off if you open the door for them? “Oh you think I cannot open my own door is it, you chauvinist pig?” Well, Suanie is not like that. Suanie truly appreciates gentlemanly conduct and loves it if you open or hold a door for her. You want to buy me a drink? Why, that is very kind of you (beer only please), thank you.

And I can actually cook. If I want to.

Sometimes I squeal and simper, sometimes I skip a bit, sometimes I giggle. I ADORE wearing skirts, the more layers the better. I look good in high heels.

Heck, I look good in ANYTHING! Talk about versatility!

5. I’m just FUN to be with!

I know it’s a bit cliche to say this, but I am really fun to be with! I can crack silly jokes, I can be a smart ass, I can go serious ala Jeff Ooi, metamorphose be my middle name. I am not afraid to try new things. New adventures? Sign me up please.

I CAN MAKE YOU SMILE!!!

And I love kids. Really, I do.

So how was that for reasons? Good enough? Of course they are! What are you waiting for??? If I don’t get a date after this, gosh there must be something REALLY wrong with this world! You want to talk about the changing of society? Society would be DAMNED if I don’t get a boyfriend! It would be like… like… the end of the world! And.. and… aliens and stuff!

BE A MATE

GET SUANIE A DATE!

If you have a website/blog I would truly appreciate your help in getting me laid a boyfriend. A GUY OF MY OWN! IMAGINE THAT!!! OOoo the excitement runneth my cuppeth!

So I have made some banners and stuff that you could put on your blog, even if it’s just one post. I understand that not everybody think that I’m totally hot (what’s wrong with you???) so I made some variations of the banners. Democracy? Hah, I AM DEMOCRACY!!!

If you think I’m HOT :

Date Suanie - Banner 1

If you think I’m JUST OK:

Date Suanie - Banner 2

If you think I’m UGLY:

Date Suanie - Banner 3

The world will SOOOO be a BETTER PLACE if Suanie has a boyfriend!!!

Date Suanie - Banner 4

It doesn’t take a genius to figure it out!

DATE ME!!!