TAYLOR SWIFT IN SINGAPORE!! anyone have tickets?

Am I an idiot or am I an idiot? -.-

I obviously heard about Taylor Swift's Speak Now tour being a WORLD tour but it NEVER occurred to me.
Those two words : "WORLD TOUR". Well, duh, the world involves Asian countries as well right? ASIA!!!!!!!!

TAYLOR SWIFT COMING TO ASIA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
OOOMAAAGAAAAAAAAAAAWD!!!!!
TAYLOR SWIFT IN ASIA!!!!!!

i'm such an idiot. Today, is December 30th 2010. -.- Tickets were sold out like last month -.- i'm am so annoyed with myself

There's this one guy selling tickets for $1100 Sing dollars. Oh my gawwwd.
That's like 3.3k in ringgits! Oh my gawddd. I wonder if anyone will buy it though. It's so expensive.

AAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!
The one singer, the one artist that I will actually shell out the agong heads in my wallet for!
AND I CAN'T SEE HER!!
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!

:-( I'm so sad now. It's kind of silly though. It's too bad I've been living under a rock, looking after my grandmum that it never occurred to me, that she's performing FIRST in Singapore. Imagine that, her headlining spectacularly-sure-to-be-amazingly-awesome tour KICKS OFF IN SINGAPORE!

SINGAPORE!!! WHICH IS SO BLOODY NEAR KL!! Aaaaaaaaahhhh!
If anyone knows where I can buy cheaper tickets compared to the bum I mentioned earlier, I will be thoroughly grateful. Sighs. Taylor Swift man.

TAYLOR FREAKING SWIFT.
argggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

If anyone is feeling really generous, feel free to buy tickets from this guy for me. You won't have to buy me any birthday presents or whatever presents for the rest of my life. Sighs.

Taylor Swift.

Please please anyone who knows where I can get some tickets, drop me a line pronto! Thanks :(

the end of another year

This holiday has been fun. Well, sorta.

Met up with some old friends.

Met up with new ones.

Cruised around town, passenger-style.

Went to the beach.

Got some much needed exercise from laser-tag.

.Maintained my title of Queen of Go-Karting. 46 secs in one lap. woohoo :P

Enjoyed some heavenly meals from Kuching, 

Just to name a couple:  

a) My favorite Fritto Crostini from Sarawak Club

b) Legendary laksa from Foody Goody.

c) Banana Fritters from Carpenter Street!

d) Chao Chai from Eastmoore Cafe. 

(direct translation : Sour Vegetables Noodles Soup)

e) Tomato Kueh Tiaw with Fried Fish Fillets from Fu Yu Kopi Shop

(if only KL had this, sighs)

f) Kampua Mee from Fu Yu Kopi Shop
(awesomeness)

Oh well, enough food pictures. I'm starting to drool. Hm there are more food pictures but I kept forgetting to snap a  pic of it before I dug in. -.- Hopefully, I'll learn some self control in the distant future. Eek! KL in 4 days! Aaaah goodbye awesome food! :-(

Guess that's a wrap for 2010 eh?

@#!#@!#!@!@%$^#^%$

I FREAKING HATE MOSQUITOES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Was bloody attacked by a family of them. Suffering from 3 ginormous bites on my right and like 4 on my right leg and 2 more on my left. OH. MY. GAWD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Bring me back to KL man! Land of the polluted, hence no mossies.

GAAAAAAARADSRERGHHHHH!!

Bombay Ada Masalah

Bombay Masala was a huge disappointment. I went to the one at RH, which is the area you pass when you're coming down or going to the airport. It's directly opposite The Four Points Hotel so it's hard to miss.

Having lived in KL for almost two years now, I kind of gotten used to the mamak food so abundantly available.
So of course, after having spent close to almost two months in Kuching, I had my cravings for a particular garlic cheese naan dipped in condense milk.. mmmmmm...

Anyway, there have been a sudden burst of indian cuisine cafes opening up all across Kuching lately, Bombay Masala being one of them. From the outside, it looks too clean to be a mamak (but it just opened so yeah.) so I had my doubts about it at first. I thought it was like a fancy restaurant or something. So I googled their menu online and came across this blog which mentioned that the food wasn't too bad and they even took some pictures.

Okay, technically it was my fault because I just woke up at the time so I was ravenous for anything really. But the pictures did look pretty good so I figured why not? It's probably the closest I'm going to get to a real garlic cheese naan anyway. So I went over with some friends. Okay, first of all, one thing anyone should know about me is you do not mess with me when I'm hungry. Haha so imagine my expression when we arrived and they said basically, everything was 'Don't have..'.

We sat down and asked for the menu. I was so happy at the thought, finally! I get to taste naan again!

Me: Can I have the garlic cheese naan?
Waitress: Don't have..
Me: ........ Okay.. is it only... hanya petang.. atau malam.. ada saja?
Waitiress: Don't have..
Phoebs: ... Yeah..... so bila ada? Malam? Pagi?
Waitress: Don't have..
Me: -.- *thinking* @!#!!#$!@$@$Q!@#!@# Er.. okay.. Nasi briyani ayam madu, satu? And satu teh tarik. The blog had a picture of it which looked pretty good.
Waitress: Okay.
Evone: Dua.. dua nasi briyani ayam madu.

5 minutes later..

Waitress: Itu nasi briyani sedikit saja. Hanya cukup untuk seorang..
Me: -.- *thinking* @#!#@!$!@#@!#@!#@! Fine. Maggie mee goreng satu.

10 minutes later..

Waitress: Itu nasi briyani.. kering dah.. (something like that. I only heard the word 'kering')
Evone: -.- Fine. Maggie mee goreng dua.

30-40minutes later..

My maggie mee goreng was plain yellowish in colour and it was kinda soggy? I was probably too hungry to judge rationally but Evone said it sucked. I was so annoyed I didn't even bother to take pictures. Just take my word for it. It. Sucked. But my friends said there's a nice naan place at 7th Mile so I might go try my luck there. Moral of the story: Do Not Go To Bombay Masala. -.-

Crappiest movie of 2010

I downloaded this new movie I found online a while ago - 'Skyline'. The title sounds pretty cool, the movie posters looks interesting enough. Do.Not. Be. Fooled. 'Skyline' is the crappiest sci-fi movie I've ever had the displeasure of viewing, I didn't even have to pay to watch it and I'm still complaining. The first few scenes are okay, average starter scenes and I'm just sitting there, waiting for something interesting or out of the blue to pop out or an alien head, something!

The first scene, if I'm not mistaken, is of a couple in a bedroom and a strange bright light is shining through their curtains. Okay, this part was still alright. It got me curious so I kept watching. Then, some weird freaky alien thing happens to the guy (jealous boyfriend guy from The OC) when he looks at the light. Still okay, still reasonably intriguing. I keep watching.

It goes on to another guy (Turk from Scrubs.) This is where I get a feeling the movie's going to be bad. One thing, I'm not a fan of Scrubs, I don't understand the whole fascination with it. The characters in the show are painfully unfunny and they always do a bunch of really stupid stuff. I don't know, maybe it's just me, but I'm glad it ended. Anyway, some party scene, Turk cheats on his blonde girlfriend (Older-Looking-Mean-Girl from White Chicks movie.) Blah blah blah. The thing is, it's already like maybe 40-50 minutes into the movie, and there's no climax, there's no indication of what the movie's about at all. It's like they're showing the really unimportant stuff like there's no buildup from the main character and his role in the movie.

Bleh. The plot, if that's what you call it, has no substance. At the end of the day, the movie is just basically about aliens attacking Earth by emitting their mystical-magical-light beam which causes people to be attracted to it. Then, when they get close enough, the aliens grab the humans and rip their brains out, which they then proceed to eat. -.-

I actually can't believe I stayed to finish the whole movie. I just kept hoping that, maybe, the movie will turn around and get decent. Maybe. Nah.

The ending is even more ridiculous. Eventually, the couple, after a heroic effort in fending of the aliens, get taken up into the mother ship with all the other humans. But then, the boyfriend's brain is magically very special, such that it glows a different colour. When an alien eats it or whatever, the alien is magically possessed by the boyfriend or it becomes the boyfriend. Then, it tries to defend his girlfriend from other aliens. -.- THE END.

What. A. Waste. Of. My. Life.

the mother of all splinters

so I was walking along happily one day when my foot rubbed against something that felt like a thorn
bloody hell I looked down and saw a tiny chunk of broken wood, sticking out of the bottom of my foot -.-

jumping into GA mode, I start thinking:
Okay how the hell do I fix it?
What first?
Plaster! 
No. Need to clean it first
Hm. So what?
Swab! Where the heck is the alcohol swab?

Hm. What else?
Maybe a tweezer too. To remove whatever's still stuck inside.


So there I am, clumsily hopping around my kitchen, looking for a simple plaster and a swab.
Both, of which, were mysteriously well hidden in the multitudes of drawers and cabinets -.-

Finally! When I got everything ready, I sat down and prepped for surgery (I'm on holiday so let me have my fun. Leave me alone. And shaddap JSE. I know you're laughing.) 


To cut a not-very-long and not-as-exciting-as-I-hoped-it-to-be story short, I got the crap of wood out easily enough. It was huge, I repeat, HUGE!

Judge for yourself.

I still have nightmares.



:)

To those whom have lost

This post is dedicated to a friend of mine who sadly passed in April of last year. If that's not enough, he passed the day after my birthday; which he attended and helped made the surprise birthday party a huge success. Then, the following night, I got a text from Phoebs, that he had passed. That night, I cried myself to sleep. The next day in Taylor's University, I felt robotic.. I felt like I was watching a movie whereby everything was moving in slow motion. The first thing I did was, I went to Phoeb's apartment at Myplace and we just sort of sat on her bed, dazed and quiet. Afterwards, we went to uni together, and met up with the rest of the usual gang, all whom were from Lodge School, and just sat there while many were crying uncontrollably. I remember clearly how, despite this tragedy, life was still going on as usual. Many students were walking their way to classes, laughing, texting, talking to friends with the usual sleepy-I-just-woke-up faces.

No one seemed to notice that someone who was wonderful, kind, sweet, considerate and funny, had just passed into the void.

I remember vaguely, walking to class late because I didn't want to move at first. But as the group dispersed, I went anyway. I arrived late and I still remember it was Biology class and Mrs. Ong gave me a face for my tardiness. Instead of taking my usual seat, at the back of the class with my friends, I sat at the table closest to the door, wanting to be alone. Li Ji, the person I usually sat next to, even said 'Hey, there's a seat here.' but I just ignored her and turned my back to everyone.

What was being taught that day? I have no idea. I just sat there, thinking, texting my friends, and then crying. Luckily, no one bothered me with stupid questions. The part that made me tear up the most, was when some people at the back were talking about 'the boy who jumped off the condo' or 'the boy who committed suicide' or 'the boy from sarawak'. I was furious when they so carelessly assumed that he had committed suicide because he's not that kinda person. He was too full of life and love to do such a selfish act. So I texted that girl, who heard the rumor, correcting her. I guess that's when everyone found out that he was my friend.

Somewhere in between that class, I excused myself and went out to sit by the stairs. I cried and cried and blasted Hillsongs in my ipod. I felt it was somewhat comforting and I replayed the song 'From Inside Out' by Hillsongs over and over and over and over again. I don't remember exactly the sequence of events of that morning, but I do know I went downstairs to the cafeteria where I met Eric, Jon, Chiah Hui and Phoebs. Everyone had the same solemn expression, we exchanged a few words then departed to our separate classes. 


I still remember I was suppose to go to 'The Web', to do this online survey for Maths. My classmates were kind enough to bring down my things for me. Next, was Physics Lab. I considered just skipping the whole class but I really respected my teacher, Mr. Yong and thought I should, at least, give him an excuse, in person. He was really sweet, he gave me one look and said 'Yeah sure. Go back get some rest. You look really sick.' Curious, I went to the bathroom and realized that the statement 'He was so sick his face turned green' wasn't an exaggeration but literal. The mirror showed a ghost, someone pale and sad, someone I didn't recognize.


I texted Phoebe and she said the rest of them were just going to skip class and head to Asia Cafe where everyone else were sitting. I followed suit. I took a seat next to Brian Eddy. In attendance, Wooi Lee was there, some of Aaron's closest classmates, and the rest of the Lodgian girls. It was strange, everywhere around us, there were loud noises, from the music blaring in the speakers to the food vendors cooking to students eating and laughing. Everyone was just going on about their business, as if, nothing had happened. Our table was so quiet, I kept trying to hold it in but failing whenever I thought about him. Some people were talking about his parents, asking to find out what happened etc.


It was a long day. I can't really remember much that happened after that. 


All I could think about was how we were all so happy and laughing, without a care in the world, just a day ago, on my 18th birthday. No doubt, he gave me the greatest birthday gift I could ask for; his presence. It took me a long time before I could post my condolences on his facebook wall, because I couldn't stop crying whenever I looked at his display picture.


Days after he passed, I was so worried about forgetting him, his voice, his ever-hilarious presence. He literally lit up the room when he entered because he would always be cracking jokes or swearing in cantonese. I alwayws found him hilarious. I was most afraid of forgetting how he sounded, how he spoke, how he joked. Then, I realized, it doesn't matter. All that matters is that he's not forgotten. And I haven't forgotten him. It's been a year 6 months and 24 days, if my math doesn't fail me. And, throughout that time, I have thought of him. 


I think about him whenever someone mentions the name 'Aaron' or when 'Boston' by Augustana and 'From The Inside Out' by Hillsongs is being played or whenever someone jokes about wanting to jump off a building or when someone mentions the name of the condo where he fell. I never laugh at those jokes anymore, instead, I keep quiet and reflect about the great guy I had the pleasure of knowing. In this case, I really hope that he's found a place in Heaven among other great people that I know. 


Take care and God bless Aaron, always.


1st September 1991 - 8th April 2009


I only wrote this post because his best friend wrote a note about him. If you have trouble viewing this fb note since you aren't friends in him, here's another link. Because of his note, it made me want to say something about him as well, from my point of view. 


Life is short, we should embrace the fullness of it. It's not just a saying anymore, not to me at least.