Happy Birthday Malaysia!!

Happy Independence Day Malaysia!!
It is our 52nd birthday!!
I'm proud to be Malaysian!
That's all.

Love it!! Heart it!! <3 Lady Gaga

I said this before and I want to say it again.
I never get bored of this song.
And never get bored of LADY GAGA!!
Po Po Po Po Ker Face Po Po Po Ker Face!!

Crystal Bracelets

A friend of mine is running a business of selling crystal bracelets.

They are made of SWAROVSKI crystals, real crystals.

I do not know much about this crystal stones, but I myself have already purchased 4 bracelets from her since last year cos' they are really beautiful.

Besides the SWAROVSKI crystal bracelets, she is also selling bath/face towels and many other upcoming stuffs.

To check out more on the products. Do visit her blog at http://classiccrystals.blogspot.com/.

I shouldn't be crying while doing my assignment, should I?

I just read a post from my friend's blog and it really touched me.
Okey, okey. I cried. I just cried.
I cried while reading the post.
Come on! I am in the middle of finishing my assignment which due tomorrow and I actually cried??
It is weird!!
Nothing special about the post, I am just being dramatic and overly emotional perhaps.
Catharsis syndrome much? Huh

...of FORGIVE and FORGET

Now and then, my friends and I have always been arguing about the issue of Forgiving and Forgetting. This issue seems to go on and on and on like forever because no one seems to really agree whether one should forgive and forget or may forgive but not forget or even vice versa.

It just hit me a couple of days ago when I came across one book and read it. It was an interesting book, very inspirational and motivating. The book is called "Live Like You Were Dying" by Tim Nichols and Craig Wiseman. Thanks to my friends, Jia Yiing for introducing to me the book.

There were a lot of great qoutes that you can read from the book but there was this one that really captured my attention (among the whole lot of my other favorites of course). It is called "and I gave Forgiveness I'd been denying" and this is how it goes like:

"and I gave FORGIVENESS I'd been denying"

Forgive...Forget

FOR LIFE

FOR LOVE

FOREVER

AMEN!

Oh yeah,

Just one more thing...

Forgive yourself.

Isn't it just wonderful? It is very meaningful and this is just among the interesting, motivating and inspiring qoutes you may find in the book.

As for the issue of Forgive and Forget, I still hold on to my belief that it is easy, alright and IMPORTANT to forgive someone, but to forget? It is not that easy. How can you heal such a wound that seems to last as an ugly scar in you? This wound and forever lasting scar will be the reasons for us to learn and grow in becoming someone stronger, mature and more careful in lives. That is why it is important not to hurt someone in any way or another because once the wound is made, the scar will remain forever.

That is just my little piece of mind. I welcome your say about this cos' I believe everyone has a different take on this. I told you what I feel and...yeah, I'm just saying..

Males and Water Bottles

Have you ever wondered why it is so difficult for guys to bring their own water/water bottle to class or sports training or whereever in general? I have been thinking and thinking about it. Yet, up until now, I still couldn't get the exact answer.

This of course does not apply to all male species, but generally, yeah, to most of the guys. Why did I say so?

Let me give you an example. In my class, one can really count how many males will ever bring their own water bottle to class. It really pisses me off. Really. Why? Because, I bring my own water to calss, in my own water bottle. What happens all the time is that, male species, my own species of course, will forever ask for some, some, some,....and some more water, to the point where...yeah, there is very little water left for me. FYI, it takes a lot of hard work just to fill up the water bottle with precious water okey! Alright, I am exaggerating, But, yeah!! I put the effort of bringing my own water to class and sports training, but why can't they?

Let us see what are among the reasons/excuses why this phenomenon is happening.

a. It takes a lot of hard work just to get a water of bottle, so guys find it troublesome and tedious, so they all refuse to bring their own.

b. Water bottles are just so expensive, they don't have one, so they don't bring one of course.

c. Bring water bottles to class or sports training or anywhere is just so feminine, ladylike and child-like. So, they do not want to be seen as sissy or childish in a way.

d. Basically, male species are just lazy. They find it troublesome and tedious to fill up water in a water bottle everytime, so instead, they simply ask from people.

e. Any other opinion perhaps?_________________________

So, what say you?

I personally have my own answer. I bet you would know what it is. But, let just see what you think of this.

For me,bringing your own water bottle to class or anywhere is just a simple thing. All you need is a water bottle and that is it. Fill it up everytime you go out and walla.....it is yours. You do not have to ask mercy from anyone then. It is all yours.

This may sound as if I am very selfish. But, no. I am not being stingy or whatevs. If you ask for some water, I will definitely give some. I do share. But, you see, I am a guy, a male. Yet, I can still bring my own water bottle to class. So, why can't you, other guys, male species? Is it because one of the above reasons?

I think those are just excuses. Nothing is impossible. For all my species, start figure out and make a change.

Just saying...

I just realised that I will always smile alone by myself when I think about something. I can easily be drawn to having this illusion or anything to think about without people realising it. Whenever I walk, when I am in class, while reading, while listening to lectures, while having conservation with people and etc. It's weird but I find it kind of cute. You find it cute too huh? No? LOL. But yeah, that's me. So beware. While you are talking to me, I may not be listening to you. Hehehe

Selamat Berpuasa

To all my muslims friends and readers,
I want to wish you all A Happy Fasting Month.
Make the most of this holy month!!

Some joke to share..

I came across this joke from a blog, found it hilarious and a good one.
So, i think it'd be great to share it. Enjoy.
It is called The Raise.

The day the Penis asked for a raise...

I, the Penis, hereby request a raise in salary for the following
reasons:
I do physical labor.
I work at great depths.
I plunge headfirst into everything I do.
I do not get weekends or public holidays off..
I work in a damp environment.
I work in a dark workplace that has poor ventilation.
I work in high temperatures.
My work exposes me to contagious diseases.

Sincerely,
P. Niss



The Response

Dear P.Niss;
After assessing your request, and considering the arguments you have raised, the administration rejects your request for the following reasons:
You do not work 8 hours straight.
You fall asleep after brief work periods.
You do not always follow the orders of the management team.

You do not stay in your designated area and are often seen visiting other locations.
You do not take initiative - you need to be pressured and stimulated in order to start working.
You leave the workplace rather messy at the end of your shift.
You don't always observe necessary safety regulations, such as wearing
the Correct protective clothing.
You will retire well before you are 65.
You are unable to work double shifts.
You sometimes leave your designated work area before you have completed
the assigned task..
And if that were not all, you have been seen constantly entering and
exiting the workplace carrying two suspicious- looking bags..

Sincerely,
V. Gina

I am Me...

I am always not what people think of me.
What people say about me is always not what I am.
I am always not what people perceive me as.
How people look at me is not always the real me.
I am what people have never thought of who I am.
What they see in me is always the concealed me.
I am not the exact person of what they think I am.
What they get will not always the ones portrayed.
I am who,
I am what,
And I am how
God wants me to be.
How to know me is what people have to start thinking about.
Only then who I am to them is me.

Babyface - Drama, Love, 'Lationships

It's not about who's right or who's wrong
It's not about who's weaker or who's strong
It's not about who's innocent or who's fault
It ain't really bout that kinda thing at all
It's not about who does it or done it or did it to who
Don't matter if the both of you lose
It's really not bout nothing except for me and you

It's about drama and love and 'lationships
And when the going gets tough you deal with it
And you don't ever you never walk away from it
You hold on you be strong
It's about drama and trust and making it
If your somebody messed up you dig it in
Don't let nobody come between you you just stay with it
You hold on and be strong
And hold on, yes you do

It's not about the stupid things that we say
We're always saying stupid things anyway
It's not about the secrecy of the lines
Everybody's got a secret to hide
It's not about who was he who was she who's creeping on who
Won't matter if the both of us lose
It's really not bout nothing, except for me and you

Ain't bout your pride
Ain't bout yourself
It's bout the two of you and no one else
Ain't bout the her
Ain't bout the lies
Ain't bout the crazy thing that's running through your mind
It's bout the love that's supposed to last and never dies

People do change

I have a friend of mine who believes that no one can change. I of course, absolutely disagree with that. Cos' people do change, for the better or for the worse.

I have gone through so many things in my life. So do others. I lost friends, I betrayed people, I lied, I backstabbed people, I think i did them all. But, i realised that those are only some phases which I had to go through in order for me to learn and to be better in life, to be a better improved person. I learn from my mistake. But, it is saddening when you see someone changing for, I would not say the worse, but more of something which is not necessary.

These past few months, I got to "reconcile"(is that even the best word) with a friend of mine which I used to hate so much for some good reasons. I know i had been silly before because I listened to what people say about him. I hated him so much that I did not talk to him for quite sometimes, I mean for a longest time I can imagine not talking to someone.

So, i got to talk and hang out with him these past few months. We got to catch up with each other's stories. Slowly, after so long not having any form of communication with this friend, I found out a lot about him, what he is doing now, what he is up too, his life, and ect. Of course, he has chnaged a lot. So, do I. But , it is surprising that his transformation is great, greater than mine at least.
I was just stunned to know that the person I used to know is no longer the same one i knew before. It is fine because i believe people change and he of course has his point, right and reason to change.

I just had my luch today, and i was suddenly struck by surprise cos' at this point, I found out that he is now a smoker!! I am just shocked, stunned, taken aback. Oh my! I have nothing against people who smoke. I mean my father is a smoker himself. But, I PERSONALLY don't like it. I have problem with smoke, i can easily get suffocated, and yeah the smell irritates me. And of course, we all know the effects it brings to the smokers and to other non-smokers too. So, yeah, this friend of mine has changed!! He told the reason behind his smoking, and i just could not accept it. It took me a while to even think and take it in cos' he was known to me as non-smoker person before. Oh my, it is unbelievable!!

My point here is, people do change. And for that reason, I try to accept everyhting around me. I cannot control people, because no one is doing it on me too. It is just that, when we want to make a chnage in our life, do change for the better. Make a wise decision cos' everything is in yur hand. Your choice, your own risk, Your own consequences.

P/S: If you ever read this and you know it is you, I am sorry because that's how I feel about it. I have the right to think too right?

Skinny to skinnier??

Alright. This is not about me getting any skinnier than I am now, cos' I know for a fact that it is really not going to happen anytime soon.

Basically, this is about skinny jeans. I started wearing them earlier this year. I know, I know. I am so like 2000 late. But hey, I just didn't have the guts to wear them before. But what the heck, I am a number one fan now.

Anyways, skinny jeans undeniably looks great on anyone. I like seeing people especially girls in skinny jeans. But recent research has found out that skinny jeans are dangerous? But how dangerous are they?

They are dangerous to our health because some experts think that skinny tight jeans might cause a nerve problem called meralgia paresthetica. Sounded so scientific right? I am terrified now!!

Some doctors even call this problem the tight jeans syndrome.
There are cases where women were diagnosed of having pain after frequently wearing skinny tight jeans. Doctors said that constant pressure of the skinny jeans can injure a nerve on the thigh and this will eventually lead to an excruciating pain. Some victims say that it is absolutely the most horrible pain imaginable. Ouch!!

So, am i gonna give up my skinny jeans?
No. Why?
Because i think my skinny jeans is not that tight for me. So, it definitely aint dangerous.
In fact, i know most girls will not and never give up their skinny jeans.
As they say, 'Beauty is Pain'

Again,....

To all bitches who call me immature, think again cos this immature guy here is not the one who does childish things like breaking any friendship or whatever for some stupid reason!!Be careful bitches out there, my ears are everywhere. I know what you say about me. Lastly, to all my haters who are bitches, I LOVE YOU!!

Short Note!!

People may have not known this but the purpose of this blog is for me to write things i like to. It is a place for me to express my feelings, for me to write what i feel like to. I will never dedicate any of my posts to anyone. My posts are of course meant for people to READ and also LEARN about myself, what I like and what I don't. So, don't get offended by whatever I wrote and don't ever take things personal. As you read my blog, read it carefully and LEARN, learn about me, get to know me better so that you know what kind of person I am, what i like, what i don't. READ and LEARN please. That's all. Argh!! I just hate to write so many of this kind of things!!!

Encounter with a mouhtful monster!!

Have you ever encountered with a bitch someone who seems to know something, some stories about you and have the audacity to tell other people about it? If you never ever do, I actually have. And I still am. The person seems to, you know, share anything he/she finds out about me, anything he/she knows about me with other people, for the sake of, I don’t know, maybe some low class cheap attention? Be it my happiness, my sadness, my secrets sometimes, the person cannot just control his/her fucking kepoh mouth. I mean, yes you do know something about me, I do share and tell you some stories, but does that mean you ever have to tell them to people? I’m fine if people get to know about it on their own or by any other means. But, YOU telling them is like sooooooooooo freaking weird and annoying and irritating! I myself do not go and tell people everything about myself? And why should you be so busy taking the role of doing so? Be careful you little bitch Kepoh, don’t cross the line. Who is the person? Figure it out. If you ever read this and realize it is you, good for you!

P/S: Note the pronoun and determiner. It was meant to conceal the true identity of the little bitch.

Louis Vuitton? Prada? Part 2

Yeah, I have not been updating my blog for a while due to some circumstances. After quite sometimes struggling with some problem with the internet connection, hectic varsity schedule and many others, I finally got to sit down and blog. Anyways this entry is not just an entry. It is an entry with a bang. Hahahahaa. Remember a couple weeks ago, I did blog something about owning a Prada/Louis Vuitton bags right? Yeah. It ain't dreams no more darling.

Don't get too excited. This LV bag is definitely not mine. I can't freaking afford this.

This Prada isn't mine as well. It is too ladylike.

This is mine.......

How lovely isn't it?? No? Jealous!! Hahaha

I didn't buy it, I didn't win it from any contest or whatever.

I got it from someone. Pratically, it is a gift. It may not be the latest in the store. But what the heck right? I just can't say my gratitude. May God bless you Miss Forever 21!!