Adidas: "Paint Your Own Shoes!" series

Location: in the Towers, Sunway.

I'm so behind in my work but I can't help but slack a little. It's true what they say, all work no play makes Jun cranky...

Anyways, here's something that I don't understand.

Introducing the Adidas Adicolor series~


So people pay about usd 79.00 - 135.00 to paint their own shoes? (Adidas Website)

What's next? Maybe tomorrow Zara will be selling rolls of expensive fabrics for their customer to make their own clothes...

Seriously, I don't remember those white Pallas shoes that my bro used to adore in his 'scouting' days cost that much... Inclusive of the money spent on a couple of Bunchos, it may cost up to about RM 30 (which is less than usd10)... summore can add glitter and glow in the dark stuff wor...

Those rich kooks is the raison d'etre that big brands like Nike and Addidas thrives (quickly runs to the shoe rack to keep my pair of Reeboks in the cupboard...)



p/s: I have to admit, there's some really artistic people out there who's really into this shoe painting thing. But really, would you dare to f up that (plus minus) RM 300 pair of Adidas WHITE shoes if you're not already pro at it? I remember Yen mentioning about her friends getting their white Pallas professionally done in Sungei Wang for only about RM 100+. Though the price's obviously been marked-up, it's still oh-so-much cheaper lor...

People, remember. When the buying stops, the selling will too...

Back in Sunway...

Location: Sunway...

*Sigh*

BAck to work...

double *sigh*

Pink Scrabble

Location: Bro's Room, @ Home.


OMGGGGGG!!!

This IS SO HAWT!!!


*drool*


Source: http://www.twinkletwinkles.com/2006/09/pink-scrabble.html

A Meeting With the (few) Shan Dong

Location: Bro's Room, @ Home.

What was supposed to be a short and sweet rendezvous turned out to be a (almost) 3-hour-long laughing down memory lane... In short, putting 4 members of Shan Dong clan together can be pretty scary... Think we actually scared away some people there in that Ipoh Garden East's Kopitiam.

Anyways, seeing them again suddenly brought me back to the days when we were talking/crapping daily in our 5sc1 classroom (Block E of PGS), school canteen, prefect room; every Monday and Thursday in Maziah's place; every Tuesday in KC Leong's tuition center... It's hard NOT to notice that we've... grown up.

Suddenly everyone's talking about what course they'll be taking, which uni they're interested in, etc; While I was driving back (yes, the whole driving thing and the fact that we can meet till 1 am are among the many visible signs that we've grown) I can't help but see how would we be like in 10 - 20 years time?

Would anyone be married by then? If yes, who?

Would we look all weird looking like OLs then?

I hate to state the obvious but would we even have the time/chance to get together?

I really treasure my friends and the friendships we have...

And So, I came back eagerly to watch How I Met Your Mother's Season 3 Episode 13... There's this scene **Spoiler Alert!** where Stella (Sarah Chalke aka Elliot from Scrubs)was asked on a 2-minute-date by Ted Mosby (not the porn star... inside joke for those who watched the earlier eps of HIMYM) and this song came up...

The song struck me as being REALLY familiar (and needless to say, heart-warmingly romantic) and then I realized that I've heard the Garbage's version of it more than a couple of times, but this guy version, has a certain naivety and the simple Simon and Garfunkel way of performing this song, possesses a slight difference to the way that Garbage presented -- This song almost seemed innocent. (And come to think of it, it reminded me of V Mars, the scene where V was walking pass the pool and started to think of the time when Duncan & her were an item...)

THEN, while I was trying to get this song on imeem(sang by Elliot Smith ofcourse), I stumbled upon this song titled (coincidentally) Thirteen by Ben Kweller (Click to watch the vid - no off, he looked like a nerd - see how a correct hairstyle can do to a person?!)

For you who are too lazy to watch it in youtube, I embedded it here...

ANYWAYS, way WAY off topic here, if I were to put a song in the background if we were to make a film outa the little gathering we had, both 'Thirteens' would definitely be my top 2 choices among the haystack.

"...Won't you let me
walk you home from school..."

p/s: if you're too free and have too much time to kill, feel free to browse this page...

ASSHOLE!

Location: Bro's Room, Ipoh.

Ooooooo!!! I just realized something REALLLLY COOOL~~

I just put it FOR FUN coz I managed to line up this word BUT it actually EXISTS!

See for yourself~


SEE, Asshole is a BINGO.
So peeps, feel free to express yourself on the board~

(It might be legal... =))

What's Life After Love?

Location: Kopitiam near my house... Ipoh.

I just met up with a couple of secondary schoolmates Yong Ling, Jia Xian, Wai Tsin and Zhao Xuan... I haven't meet Liwei, Becky and Pig Liane for some time ald.

As I was driving back alone from Pengkalan (pasir puteh), it was drizzling and stuff, then there's this really romantic song.. something about "is he worth fighting for".

was HE worth fighting for?

Though he may not be THE ONE, he was ONE of them...

Better Loved than never Love before right?

Why am I still struggling to hold on this memory, this rotten but sweet memory of mine?

Is there actually Life after Love?


p/s: it feels harder than ever trying to maintain this relationship of ours... dude... u ppl need to take the initiative to do something also ler....

Back Home.

Location: bro's Room, Home.

May sound a little cliche but it's Good to be Home.

I woke up yesterday morning, late. Rushed to Pudu, bought an overpriced one-way ticket back home.

Darn public holidays.

The weird thing about being home this time is that, all i wanna do is to STAY at home. I don't feel like going out... Just felt really burnt out during the last 2 weeks and this trip back home might just be the breather I need to stay sane.

This trip is what I've been looking forward to for the past week and...

yea, it feels great to be home......

p/s: My Sem break will commence tomorrow~
*throws confetti and dances around with Pipi*

Enh's a headache.

Location: Library, MU.

omg... Think I've been getting these occasional headaches since schoool starts coz of my irregular bed times... should learn from Cynthia... discipline life and all... but uniformity is not for me. I know it...

Anyways, I tried to join all these different tute classes before settling in the ones I like. I only took 4 subjects, which means that I only have 4 tutes to join (duh...).

I planned to go to this morning's ENH class at 9-11. After a 2 hours break, there's this JRN class followed by a INT class from 3-5 and THAT was the plan that was supposed to conclude my classes for this week.

But I just have to see this guy/gal from xsocam, Goku to online.

What's so special about him/her?

I've been tracking down the person who has the 3 seasons of 8 Simple Rules for WEEKS now and the wait's really tormenting me. I actually studied a bit during the search and now that I've got 'em, it's like payback. I watched the whole of Season 2 yesterday.

URGHHH... I hate myself... I hate my love for comedy...

So naturally, having stayed up late for 8 Simple Rules, I missed today's first tute at 9-11... and there goes my plan of waking up late tomorrow. See the domino's effect happening here?

~#~#~#~#~#~#~#~#~

Anyways, I thought today was Helen, my housemate's Bday but it turned out to be tomorrow.

Oppss...

Since her bro/sis's gona celebrate it with her on tomorrow's dinner, I'm gona pre-book her for either dinner today or lunch tomorrow. See when that princess's free la.

Wai Tsin's Bday's on Sat. Sadly she'll be working long hours (plus OT), her break's gona be from 3pm-6pm -- not too long.

So, gona go to Genting on Sat afternoon and come back in time to have dinner with my family... Coz mom and dad's gona visit me after their meetings.

At times like these, really wish I could fly or maybe I could be something like Hiro from Heroes... but Hiro's a guy. Well, nothing's perfect I guess....

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On a different topic, today's ENH was really eye-opening, so was the classes before today's.

We put authorial criticism into practical real use and THAT was really something~ I was sitting beside this girl, Tanya (yes yes, reminds you of that girl from Red Alert 1 right? If yes, dude, seriously, you're old...). We went through the same classes for first year but didn't actually crosses path.

She's a year younger than me but her knowledge on poems, mythical creature and stuff really impressed me. I'm not into all these works from the Romantic period... and as you can see, ENH's been a struggle for me from the beginning. The literary and non-literary interpretations of the poem in just mind boggling.

Anyways, our really hip and modern lecturer (who uses foundation, or so he says) Dr. Andrew gave us 20 minutes to discuss among ourselves to come up with something using authorial criticism. After a torturing 20 minutes of endless guessing and coming up with bizarre ideas to decipher Keat's an Ode to a Nightingale (we even said that he wanted to suicide and was cheated by a gal... or something like that) Andrew's view after applying the theory through Shelley's essay left me dumbfounded.

I was Like.. WHOA... I felt so intrigued about the views presented by Andrew and how Keats perceived himself. Just like how Bridget sees herself in 8 Simple Rules, Keats and all the poets from the romantic era see themselves as such high beings whose ranks/status are synonym to those ancient authors like Socrates, saints like Ruth...

But... you are only human...

This kinda reminds me of what John Maynard Keynes, though unrelated to this issue, it reflects the fragility of human race on the whole.

"There is no long run. In the long run, we all die".

And that, is true.





p/s: I'm really hungry now... stomach's growling and all that crap. Yes. Real hungry... waiting for Helen's class to end. waiting... waiting for the world to change... lol... so random.

The Origins of My Most Loyal Friend, Fatty Tissue.

Location: Condo, Sunway.

As you know, my weight has been a problem to me since I can remember. I have this awesome nanny that I used to stay with for the first 3 years of my life, until my parents think I'm old enough to bring me home.

Home. I used to call nanny's house my home, instead of that foreign building where my mommy, daddy and bro stayed, since bro was born.

Naturally, my nanny and I developed this special bond, kinda like a mother-daughter thing coz she only have a daughter of her own (and I'm born adorable and irresistibly likable... ahem).

Yes, she loves me and all, but she's also the one who really pampered me, spoil me and treated me like a princess. Imagine, a newborn drinking a bottle of milk coupled with a bowl of baby cereal (probably about 1 litre for every meal?) AND the frequent treats like chocolates, chinese herbal tea during the evenings, not forgetting supper at night.

According to mom, that's why I was so HUGE when I was a baby.

Mom strapped me on a strict NO-TIDBITS diet. No junk food (yes, to her, choc's a kinda junk food), no supper, no treaties between meals, etc. There's still the occasional tea break but she tried to keep it to the minimum.

At that time, I wasn't that smart yet. I cried, nagged and caused scenes everywhere. It was until I got into primary school when mommy started to give me pocket money to buy stuff from school. Already, I can't buy any normal sized primary school uniforms (the dark blue dress-like pinaform?). Luckily, the ladies from my gram's family know how to sew, my god mom especially (mom's 3rd sis) was and still is a pretty good tailor...

Inexorably, I used the money to buy tidbits in school instead of eating normal, boring, tasteless but healthy food.

Needless to say, things started to build from there. Even with my weight, I represented my class in sports day in both, primary and secondary school. Didn't win but still happy to shock all these teachers who laughed at my weight... hehe...

From Apollo chocolate biscuits and Choco chocolate in a stick to Cottage Fries BBQ flavor and Kettle (I like the one with the yellow packing most, second goes to the one with the green packing... It's yogurt I think), I still can't blame anyone for falling in LOVE with McKiddies and having a sweet tooth. Those are really unhealthy but I seriously cannot imagine my life without having tidbits.


TELL ME, how to rid of these bad habits?!

9 March 2008.

Location: the ivory towers, Sunway.


Today's the 9th of March 2008, aka the aftermath of Malaysia's 12th general election. Though yesterday was International Women's day, all the attention was placed on the progress of polling while women's issue was nothing more than being used by candidates as baits to fish women's votes.


I woke up feeling like Christmas today.

Turned on the tv and *blank*. The electricity's out. Smart condo management, people.

Anyways, there's this talk about riots and rallies etc happening around the nation today. This suspicion arisen among the public coz there's been a little but evident shift in M'sia's political landscape... Though it may be small, it created a tsunami in Malaysia's political sector.


I'm really curious and can't wait to see what lies ahead, what will change...

Especially what will happen in my hometown, Ipoh.

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On a totally different topic here. I watched American History X yesterday. In short, it's a great movie.


It's partly due to Edward Norton's extremely convincing acting skill; other than that, I feel that people today can relate to the idea behind this movie made in 1998, about 10 years ago.


It so happened that I have the privileged of being forced into studying about WW1 in my first sem. To know about fascism and all these awesome epochs (cruel it might seem, but you still can't deny the fact these thoughts of grandeur were magnificent) that defined the world we're living in now...


In a way, I understand this movie the way I understood it and i can't help but think, what if some random Malaysian were to take this fascist idea a little too far, this can happen on our soil too... Gangsters, Activists, Mat Rempit gone wild... take your pick.


All in all, it's true that "hate's a baggage, life's too short to be pissed off all the time".


So Asshole, I forgive you.

For now.

15 Days

Location: some computer lab in Building 9, MU.

I wanted to write an entry about how i survived Monash's second sem's first 2 weeks without any wear and tear... but my mood's beyond bad at this particular moment.

What happened?

Do you believe that when something goes wrong at the beginning of the day, the whole freaking day will be ruined?

Even if you don't believe it, there's theories and philosophies written about it actually. For starters, there's Murphy's Law according to this law, when something can go wrong, it will.

And it did.

And it's human error.

And that human is me.

I learnt a really cool quote that day in INT's tute. Julian gave us these questions that are supposed to spark some really HOT group discussions that are supposed to NOT be boring...

So here's how it goes...

Our problems are man-made, therefore they may be solved by man. No problem of human destiny is beyond human beings.

John F. Kennedy
35th president of US 1961-1963 (1917 - 1963)

Click here for the source

According to Julian, this quote was allegedly spoken by Kennedy towards the Americans during the Cold War. His interpretation was that JFK directed this line to the Americans because he felt that this war's dragging on too long and they should come to an agreement with the USSR while at that time, all the people think there's impossible to find a solution to this Cold War... yida-yada...

My point is to say that it's my fault to sleep to early the night before, to wake up at 5 in the morning... To do all these tedious self maintenance things... To take a nap at 8am... and woke up 5 hours later.

Yup, really guilty to choke on my words. I've been trying to change...

Anyways, guess you caught my drift... everything went downhill ever since. And I have myself to blame.

---Trying to light up the mood ---

ANYHOO, the first 2 weeks in Monash's pretty smooth.

This is not solely because almost all the assignments will be due in April and that sem break's a week away (24 march - 30 march) which, in other words, is a month since school starts. Yea... Monash's really lenient and they DO make sure that students here well-rested.

Sweat...

I am trying to keep a schedule of reading/studying at least some thing at night before I sleep. It's been coming really well, about 4 days now, though it's still really early to say anything more than that. I don't have the patience to live a planned live. I like discourses, I like irregularities, not uniformity.

And lately, I've been cutting down on my snacks... well, been trying anyway.

Yet weekends post as a threat to me. I sleep late, wake up during the evenings, I spend more time watching dramas and anything that I haven't seen before, I eat loads of tidbits when I watch dramas... So it's a vicious cycle of self indulgence for me, not to mention self destruction.

Haiz, that what poor self discipline can do to you, me.

I really hope I won't waste this sem away like I did 2 sems ago...

cross your fingers and wish me luck...

Location: in my ivory tower, Sunway.

This was what I wrote in my cell when I was on the way to Teluk Intan during the eve of CNY to have that annual reunion dinner. So here goes...

About 20 minutes since we took off from our house, as usual... I was about to doze off driving past the mellow kampung scenery. All the cows and paddy fields are not so much of a norm in Ipoh. I've past by this road for how many umpteen times now seeing that I'm currently 20y/o.

This year is different, firstly coz it's the first CNY that bro's not here to join us in our annual CNY trip to Teluk Intan, daddy's hometown.

Listening to Tegan and Sara's songs, it suddenly dawned on me that this might be the last CNY trip there before taking a break to study in Oz next year.Though it might just be a year of studying abroad, it's still considered as skipping those (tedious) visitings (of daddy's old relatives & family friends)...

CNY visiting used to carry a different agenda. We used to stay in Teluk Intan for 2 days... and boy that was SOME experience. Living in a place infested with mosquitoes and being way too young for local (very scarce) night life., naturally it's not our favourite tie spot to spend this auspicious festival.

While trying to suppress the nauseousness result of the bumpy and windy road to south of Perak, I feel bad about having to skip this tradition.

CNY = Teluk Intan for us.

I don't wish this change in the near future. I need my family... I wanna be a part of my family.

Anyhoo, I guess what I wanna say is that... this is my CNY and I think this will make me treasure my time here more...

So, Happy CNY to Ya'll.

p/s: It's raining now. Gona be pouring soon. Has the sky read what I wrote?