Saturday, September 19, 2009

The Ugly Truth of life



















See what I see?

I'm obsessed about food! =D
and posting that convo up is so gonna make me single for a long time to come.

My bestie thinks I'm crazy cause I compare boys to food.
But I think it's true =D

Sorry, this is the effect of stressing for assignment.
I have assignment during Raya. Yay lifeless lifee.

eVie the Food Hunter. WHEEEE~

Monday, September 14, 2009

Bittersweet Ending

To my summer, despite Malaysia's all year round summer =_=''

Before I post about what I did all Summer, I'll just do this special post for the boy who
couldn't pee before his flight
looked damn glad to leave all of us
was touched in some way on the plane
woke me up at 4.49am with his sms
played a cruel joke on me just now

is now in UK, far far away from us. =(

I damn brave didn't cry ddi so stop being mean. =/

ByeXiang
Note: Goodbyes, for now. OMFB, Edmund still can pose?!?!?!! =_=''


ByeXiang1
Note: We were never very close, but it doesn't mean I likee the idea of you being so far away. Technology is not face-to-face. =( Let me emo la kie.


That's all at the moment.
Alot of back-logged posts and back logged WORK.

Byee summer~

Back to work.

Friday, August 14, 2009

I Hungwy

Or in proper English, I am hungry.
Damn my appetite, it's back to taunt me *shudders*

I went to the beach.
Yea. Can sense the non-excitement huh?
No wind, lack waves, not really beachy. And I'm being damn bitchy at the moment =P
Thank heaves, good company saves the day =)

Did you know we have a Gold Coast in Malaysia?
Tak tau? Apala, sesat geografi.
Takpe. I actually didn't know too. =P
It's located in Sepang, go Google it because "Google is everybody's best friend". Seriously.
Without Google, I would already be lost around KL with it's darn signboards while running errands today.
Google! /mwahmwahs =)

Whoopz, diverted. Eheh.
Sepang Gold Coast or its more Malaysian-ized name; Bagan Lalang was the destination that us 13 peeps went
Usual high school gang + New UK gang = 13 peeps = eVie, Xiang, Yin, Jing, Sheen, Mund, Agnes jie, Ashley, Jonson, Yi Ping, Sheng Jie, Christine & Jane
=)

Bagan1
Note: Commemorating at Xiang's house pre departure and the beach. I lovee group pics. You can go match the names to the new faces. If you can see that is. =P


Suppose to leave by 3.30pm, but well, we all go by Malaysian timing, 5.00 baru keluar tol Damansara. Epic fail.
Jing was worried we wouldn't be able to make his sunset watch time. But we did, no worries.
Bagan Lalang is F--A--R. serious shit.
And so many turnings, I got lost ddi.
But it was funny cause my car had awesome peeps =)
Owh, and it was killing Jing to drive at 80km/h since the other 2 cars were trailing him.

Bagan1 (2)
Note: Awesome peeps in the car. Sheen was literally saying "Noooo, don't take my pic." Bleahz.


We reached the first beach. Unsatisfied cause macam boring.
Go second beach. Unsatisfied cause too near construction, bising sial.
Go third beach. Unsatisfied cause banyak orang, and guys were sensitive about wandering eyes of darn rempits.
So?
We always go back to where we belong, the first beach =)

First thing we, or at least I did.
Open the mattress, MAKAN!
It was so long since I had potato chips kie, yumyum =)

Bagan2
Note: Jing so happy see sunset, and us girls love each other so much. Can you feel the lovee people? =P Tak payah jealous, mwehehehehe.

As usual, had the chats, the photogs.
Mund's eye candy was our main topic. Despite some of us hearing it for the millionth time liao.
Some things don't change. ROFL!

Bagan3
Note: Agnes jie is my new sweetheart. =)


Bagan4
Note: Got quite a few scandalous pics huh =P


We initially wanted to BBQ, but genius Jing I meant that sincerely Jing-o thought of the fact that there was no light and bonfires need license, hence we can't possibly BBQ in the dark. Eating under lamp post is feasible but not syiok.
And we had a bunch of uncooked chicken wings in the car boot =P
So, someone suggested EuroDeli.
Because we lovee the place, Edmund loveS the place. Sincerely, it's just loving the place, not the person who could possibly be at the place. Owhkay *cough* =)

Long journey back, but Jing-o happy, cause can drive at 150km/h.
And he did =)

Reached EuroDeli, make huge havoc. Kekecohan DJ-ian, legendary.
Manage to score a table to fit us thanks to Santa =P
Ordered food, which was damn yumz, plus damn filling I almost died trying to finish my plate.
And eye candy talks, but no worries, the eye candy not there. Yea really, not there. *cough* =)

Bagan5
Note: Kekecohan di EuroDeli


Some of us stayed on for some beer. Yin especially, despite presentation the next day =P
I really do like German beer, coming from a girl who despises alcohol, I could down this man. HEE! So who wanna beer with me yo?!

End of night. =)
Go back, 4 hours sleep before waking up 6am for classes. Sienz.

And because I'm awesome, I did the masterpiece below:

Bagan6
Note: See the bigger version in FB. We were that bored and creative =)


And also because my awesome-ness never dies, yet another masterpiece:

Bagan7
Note: Tell me it's awesome and you love it, =P


I just had a self-reflective moment and realise that my posts tend to be quite retarded and crappy.
Feeling a bit self-conscious now, I can't write!! /pmspms
See what I mean? I think I'm starting to annoy myself even. Eff.
All photos on FB, go there and check and don't blame me for squinting your eyes here.

Time to drown in work, and avoid procrastination. Keeping my hopes high. =)

Nak Cantik, Tak Nak Hidup

The above title is a very faulty direct translation from the Chinese saying
"Ai Mei Bu Ai Ming"
Don't ask me Chinese Characters, I'm a banana like that.
But it kinda means you rather risk your life for beauty.

And that is sorta kinda what I did for the Astro Nexgen Contentpreneurs Award on 6th August 2009.
I was dead sick, but I would still jump at the opportunity to put full-on make up and go for the ceremony.
Memang tak hendak hidup dah.
Owh, and because a thin yellow shawl was the best cover-up that for my attire, I decided to go against common sense of getting a thick cover up cause ceremonies like this are usually cold.
Yesh. I am gung-ho-ly vain =)

Went to pick my Boss up, at least, my direct boss for H-Factor; Mr Leonard Chua, otherwise known as Mr.Malaysia in the words of the Boss that pays me, my Boss-paying =)
Headed there and reach at Malaysian timing, cause that's what Leonard made me do =P
Otherwise I'm usually damn chat early.

Met up with my Boss-paying, and the dude that's suppose to bring us around.
Hang around about for a bit till we all decided we were hungry and hence headed to the restaurant.
Not too bad actually, it was RM35++ for a dinner buffet. Albeit less variety, I think it's worthy of the price.
Had dinner, chit chat about Leonard's high-class blood test and the other zest.
Time for awards.

Work1
Note: See my direct boss posing with his not-camera? He needed it to photog the pretty hot gals there. =) And me camwhoring in the toilet! Whoootz.


It was OMB-MINDNUMBINGLY-EFFING-GAWD-DAMN-COLD in the hall.
Serves me right kan?
How cold could it be though, really? Erm, cold enough for me to be delusional enough to have the intentions of snatching any random guy's jacket.
That sounds cold enough for you? Next time I'm bringing a guy, just for his probably awesomely warm coat and his potential to be my eye candy in distracting me from boring agendas.

But as the performances came in, the ppl started cheering, I felt that much warmer la.
Or maybe I tricked my mind into saying so.
Thank heavens for sms buddy who layan-ed me all throughout the boring parts. =)

Work2
Note: Try and spot my Boss-paying presenting award with another celebrity. And also the montage of performances. I would rate it above average, honestly quite darn good.


After awards, had our hugs and goodbyes, and left that darn cold hall.
Balik rumah tidur.

I initially started this post as an attempt to be late for my 9pm meeting.
I'm learning to be late to follow Malaysian timing you see, strong patriotism mar.
But my direct boss push the meeting later. Cheh.

Owh well, more posts up nextttttt. =) If I'm rajin enough that is. /gringringrin

Tuesday, August 4, 2009

I think I fail as a daughter

Yea.
Not only do I fail as a possible wife or mother, I actually failED as a daughter.

My parents must be wondering what in the world did they do to deserve such a troublesome daughter like me. Oops.

Let me give you an example of my failure:

Today, I was out with my gang of high school buddies.
So I reached there early as usual, got annoyed that my car's central lock was wonky and proceeded to lock each door manually.
Then I went and call Edmund, see where they are.
Walked around abit since I haven't been in a shopping mall for quite a while.
Met up with them, chit chat chit chat, makan. DAMN HAPPY =)
Then they had to go for movies, which I can't, cause I watched it already.

Nvm. I headed to one of the shops to look for something, at the same time, rummaging through my bag for my car keys.
*rummage rummage rummage*

*rummage rummage RUMMAGE*

*rummage RUMMAGE RUMMAGE* getting bengang ddi

*RUMMAGE RUMMAGE RUMMAGE!*

EFFF!
My keys are not with me, not in my pocket as well!
I thought I left them somewhere, but cannot be cause I don't remember putting it into my pockets.
I thought I left it at my car door, so I ran there, thinking if I don't see my car, means someone has kindly drove it off, or stole it rather.

Found car.
Looked into car.
EFFF.
Keys still in ignition. WTFFFFF.
Liao la.

Placed the "Hi-Mum-I-have-a-problem" call.
And boy were they annoyed.

Cause it's my uncle's car, we had to trouble him to come ALL THE WAY FROM PUCHONG to pass me the spare key.
You say I guilty anot?
So I waited with my parents at Curve for my uncle who's so KIND.
And my dad wasn't feeling well =(((

Owh btw, while waiting for my parents to arrived, I smsed Jing.
Since he's a car-over-girls dude, I thought he might know how to break into a car. ROFL!
Sorry, I was quite desperate =/
Jing-o, sorry I was being so random =)


So my uncle came, passed me the spare key and I managed to drive home.
And safe and sound, feeling guilty.

Gawd.
In order to keep me as a daughter, my parents have to:
1. Worry about money
2. Worry about me when I fall sick, which I tend to do seriously at the most random times
3. Get annoyed by my stubbornness and being opinionated

And the list goes on.

I don't think I want a daughter like me.

Sorry Mummy and Daddy!
Thankyou, I LOVE YOU =DDD

And I love my uncle too =)

I need to sleep. First class tomoro =(

Friday, July 31, 2009

Ever wondered what's the smell of freedom?

Well, for me it was........Char Siu Fan.
ROFL!!!
No la, I wasn't craving Char Siu Fan. But bro was having it, so it's like my first taste of real food other than the porridge it the past week
Uhm uhm nom nom. Yumm =)

My list of food is never-ending. I hope people who promised me treats remember them. Rofl.
Though strangely, I don't really feel my appetite. Potong sial =/

And I can finally BATH!
Chill chill, I washed up throughout the week so I don't stink mind you, but having water flow throughout your body with a strong shower.
Freedom =)


Eh, actually hor. Eric, I already did Famine 30.
40 hours of no food (before my operation) and 1 week plus of wash up (barely used a lot of water!).
I'm proud of myself =)

But doctor said I should jaga my lifestyle.
No eating at irregular times.
Fat hope. Seriously. With my timetable, I'll be surprised if I can live past 50. =P
Choi! Minta disiahkan =P

And no eating strong food like spicy stuff, assam WTH!.
Means no tomyam, no coffee. /suicide
Hee~

After this experience, I am confirmed:

1) A failed wife = I can barely stay at home without whining about going out. And in this 1 week, I was almost driven nuts by my 2 hours burst of serious euphoric mood
I was ready to do anything, like take a spontaneous road trip to Sepang Gold Coast (When's our road trip?!?!?) or club the night away
before I fell into total tiredness in which I can barely open my eyes.
And I did not take sugar. Swear, cross my heart

2) A failed mother = I cannot do confinement! Seriously. One week of this and KABOOOM. Can imagine 1 month arh? It's either my husband die or I die first. On a more positive note, mom says that if I can't married, I can stay with her and wash clothes while she sara me. =)

So much for wanting to be a good housewife. Damn fail.

Btw, I didn't mention this in the previous post.
But I had to do a urine pregnancy test as stated by my doctor pre-op.
ROFL!!!!!! So cuteeeeeee!
Sorry, I found that one thing really amusing when I went through my list of tests-to-do and pop "Pregnancy Test".
ROFL!!!

Results?
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Nervous anot?
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Note: Awh, no baby for eVie. Duh. -_-''


OF COURSE I WASN'T PREGNANT LA! You think Virgin eVie ke? -_-''

I'm so happy today. Tralalala~
Please don't spoil my good mood while it lasts. =)

Saturday, July 25, 2009

"The appendix is the God's given bonus to doctors" (Yin. 2009)

Yea. That was what my doctor said when we asked why on Earth did I get Appendicitis.

And yesh.
As most of you would have known you should know, I have Mund as my CNN =P, I was in the hospital the past 2 days for my appendix operation.

Specific timeline goes like this:

21st July, 2000 hour = Pain started to be even more intense in evening. I thought it was my usual acute gastricitis, but that usually doesn't attack until middle of the night. Nvm. Tahan.

22nd July, 0030 hour = Cannot take the pain. Having cold shudders ddi, asked mum to bring me to the doctor. Diagnosed with gastricitis even though the pain has spread to lower areas. Took jab as usual

22nd July, 0130 hour = Took medicine an hour after jab as stated by doctor. Tried to go to bed.

22nd July, 0230 hour = Tossing and turning in pain in bed, realising that both the jab and medicine didn't work this time round. Didn't wanna wake my parents cause they have to wake up early next day. Tahan tahan.

22nd July, 0630 hour = Have been awake trying to bear with the pain. Vomitted a few times. Doesn't seem to work. Pain inhibits sleep. Cried and woke parents up to send me to the family doctor

22nd July, 0800 hour = See family doctor. Diagnosed as serious case of acute gastricitis. But seeing I had pain in the lower area spreading to the back, was reffered to SDMC to eliminate possibility of pancreas inflammation.

22nd July, 1000 hour = Waited to see gastroenterologist. After lotsa pressing on the abdomen, sent me for tests and highlighted possibility of appendicitis. Wtf? Not gastricitis meh?

22nd July, 1030 hour = Doing blood test, urine test and amylase test. Cannot differentiate where the pain is coming anymore but can barely walk

22nd July, 1300 hour = Finally can see the surgeon I was referred to after waiting an hour plus. Again, press press press abdomen. 80% confirmed is appendicitis. Must be admitted. Surgery scheduled later in the evening

22nd July, 1430 hour = Been waiting for room for an hour, stupid paperwork procedures. Cannot walk, was in wheelchair

22nd July, 1545 hour = Finally got to the room. Nurse came in and said that operation in 15 minutes. Did all pre-op preparations. Wheeled to operating room. Poor mummy crying. *hugs hugs*

22nd July, 1600 hour = Waiting ward before heading to operation theathre. Damn boring. Started having negative thoughts. Eh, I can die if I allergy to anasthesia kie. My anastethist came and poke my drip needle and told me his son is in Taylors and was verbally persuading my vein to appear -_-''

22nd July, 1620 hour = Operation started. Nurse asked few questions. Amused that doctors and nurses were teasing one another as they were about to operate me. LOVE anesthesia, the only time I was actually able to sleep without thinking

22nd July 180 hour = Woke up in recovery ward. Groggy feeling damn awesome. Was shown my appendix, just a blur image of a pink red-mass. HELLO, I was groggy. Started smiling and felt happy, I love anesthesia. Can't wait to see mummy.

22nd July, 1820 hour = Wheeled to my ward. Saw mummy. Spoke to her but can't remember what. STILL groggy. Love anasthesia. Smsed the few to tell them I haven't die. Yesh, I manage to sms within 30 minutes post-surgery.

Owhkie. I'm not gonna timeline it anymore. I was actually in 17 hours of pain before the operation, how I got through that hell, I don't know.
After that, it was just me staying in the ward with buddies visiting. And the family of course.
The first night was interesting, aren't first nights always interesting? ROFL! because the anesthetic effect was still there.
So I was smiling and feeling tired. I haven't felt tired in a long time because everytime I close my eyes, a lot of things run through my mind. I think I'm having the Manic phase in a Bipolar disorder. Eff.

Found it hard to fall asleep with the stupid PVC pillow and memories of hospital spooky stories.
Left the light on, which made it harder to sleep.
Woke up quite a lot in the middle of the night.
Nurses came to change my drip and gave me antibiotics.

23rd July - Second day in ward
Doctor can't discharged me today. /stabstabstab
Bored sial.
Had lotsa company from afternoon to night.
Dreaded sleeping at night.
Couldn't sleep well.
The last antibiotic jab I had hurts shit because my left arm was swollen. Poor vein. It felt like someone injecting hot liquid and you can actually feel it flowing. Eff.
The antibiotic drip didn't help either.

24th July - Third day in ward
Woke up in the morning cause nurse wanted to give antibiotic jab.
No way I can take it anymore so I beg them to take it out and change the position
But my left hand was too swollen it was impossible to find a vein, so the drip was on my right hand instead.
Yesh, I was FB-ing and MSN-ing with one hand. Awesome not?
Doctor came in and say I could be discharged later in the afternoon. YYYYYYYYAAAAAYYYYY!
Counting up to this point, I haven't eaten for at least 40 hours. Drips don't count.
Was ecstatic when I finally had chicken porridge for lunch that day.

Moving around, getting on-n-off bed, cleaning myself was definitely a bitch because the wounds are at my lower abdomen.
I guarantee if I do sit ups, the stitches would burst.

And on the evening of 24th July, I was finally discharged.
Though I was home and feeling guilty cause my family has to fuss over me. I rather the nurses be doing that.
The whole stint in the hospital was an effing 10K. Bloodsuckers lot.

Today doesn't help much because I stink and stink.
And I was having period cramps. Wheeeeee~
What the heck did I do to deserve this?
But yea, gotta review my life for a bit ddi.

Hospital1
Note: My room number, go buy lottery. And my tag. Also got number, can buy lottery too.


Hospital2
Note: Drip on my left hand, which swelled into a pig's arm. Bruise was a leftover of my blood test.


Hospital3
Note: I was trying to avoid having a double-chin in photos but still looked stupid. Thank heavens for hospital wifi despite it being a on-off-drop line.


Hospital4
Note: Buddies! See Sheng Mae? I wonder why I looked so happy. Cause I felt miserable alot =(


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Note: Lo and behold. THE APPENDIX. Just in case you haven't see its widespread news on FB -_-''

My thank-you list:

The Family: Gratefulness, blissfulness and my undeserving blessing. Thanks. *HUGZ*

Stef & Xian: Thanks for the Aussie calls, I could feel the love across continents =D

Edmund: For restraining himself from making jokes that will cause me to laugh my stitches off, and temaning me for two days. Though the 2nd day intention can be pretty ambiguous kan, mund? =)

Jing & Yin: Thanks for the worrying Jing, and sorry for sending you such a worrying message randomly. But I feel the care dude. =) Yin sayang, thanks for the messages and teman-ing me, and reminding the zha boh of what s(h)e should do. =P

Sam & ShengMae: Thanks for the rose, but dying liao. Pooh. And the countless smses to rant etc. THANKOOO. I still owe you money for the magazine. Thanks Mae for being supportive of my cool idea to take a photo of the appendix, was glad to have your company =)

KenHui & SueMae: My gawd, it was a funny phase with you two. Love the jokes, and thanks to both of you for the worrying, I could feel the care.

Santa: Thanks dude for dropping by, and terribly sorry for causing you the scare with my family. The milo was a thoughtful act =)

Owh owh,
Xiang: You stay and home and quit bleeding. =P See you when I'm better



Now I gotta get back to bed, the dizzyness is back. Pooh.