_of Get Well Soon

Dear YQ,

  I know having a fever sucks, and it gets worse if coupled with...

...coz most of the time they  do the procedure above, it is either because:

a) you have dengue;

b) you have some inexplicable/incurable diseases;

c) they simply have no idea why you are sick.

  And I am hoping that you will get (c), because, well, at least you know you are not in (a) or (b) kind-of situations, which in my opinion, are way much worse than the third one. You are still entitled to your own opinion, though (it has nothing to be with you being sick).

I take pride in being impartial, which I am 117.36% sure that you would not agree to that.

So, here wishing you a speedy recovery, and don't think too much. Yet.

I lied. I have a cat, but Iamsonotgoingtogiveittoyou.

  Rest well.

_of Jumbled Thoughts (Part II)

p.s. For Part I, look here.

  My previous entry was nothing but exams. Yes, I believe it did bore you to death, but I am relieved to say that it was just part of my life post-exam. And here, lies another big part of it.

_of Whooping Some @ss.

 

  I know that some people are meaner than everyone else around them, but it is no excuse. When a person is going out of their comfort zone just to be nicer to you, please return the same treatment. And that includes YOU.

  Oh. And don't tell me that it is a cycle of life. It. So. Freaking. Not.

_of A New Housemate.

  Apparently, we got ourselves a new housemate for a few months now. Hardly anything to talk about, except...

Yeah, that is how annoying a housemate can be.

_of Watching Movies in the Cinemas.

  Since it is the summer vacation for us, Q.L. and I started to raid the GSC for movies, movies and movies (what else is there to do?). We have seen...

 

i) Kongsi ("Lu Lansi, Lu Mati")

ii) Pirates of the Caribbean ("Yeah, feelings. Damn you.")

iii) Karak ("Encik~ Boleh tolong saya tak, encik?~~")

 

iv) Diary of a Wimpy Kid: Rodrick Rules ("Deny. Deny. Deny.")

v) Priest ("I pray for my own salvation.") 

and also...

Ha!

_of Types of People in the Cinema.

  Apparently, just by going to see movies a few times each week, you will get to know many types of people. And ranking first in Q.L.'s Most Annoying Moviegoers would be...

...this kind of ladies. ^_^

_of Abs, Abs and more Abs.

  Recently, we also seen a bit too many abs around. Before you start saying Pervert! or other similar words with similar meanings, let me explain why it is so.

Reason Number 1:

Cue in "Screammmmiiiinnnngggggg~~~~"

Reason Number 2: 

Err. I don't want to see GZ's non-existent abs ANYMORE!!!

  And God forbid me, if I see this type below once more...

I would SCREAM like hell!

_of Having Wild Nights Out.

For once, this has nothing to do with me or Q.L.

*Doesn't mean I approve of it, Mr. Guy.

 

_of Being Called "Racist".

  Before getting all worked up about it (and start saying blahblahblah), I use the term in situations like below:

...and last but not least...

_of Being Called Other Names.

  Q.L. has started her crazy streak of name-callings. Thus far, she managed to call me...

...a Rotten Monkey (or Monkeress, if you wanted it to be).

...a Rotten Tomato.

...which I  prefer to be this, thankyouverymuch.

...and a Pisang Buruk. Hahaha, very funny.

  All in all, a very interestingly busy and busily interesting couple of weeks we had. Cheers for many more to come.

p.p.s.: For whom it may concern,

We all have our own lives to live. So do you, I believe. If not, Get A Life. A normal one, that is.

_of Fighting and Hurting to Make A Point

  I know. Sometimes, you will fight or hurt someone just to get your point across. It often happens, especially to friends. Close friends.

And this is what currently happen to me and Q.L.

  I am not sorry, because I believe there is no point in making one when you are not sincere/ready or even when you don't know what to be sorry about. But I will admit my wrongs. 

  My first wrong was to leave abruptly. It was wrong, childish even. I know it was a stupid thing to do. What if I kena rompak? Kena kidnapped? What if SHE kena kidnapped? How was I going to tell her family after that? etc etc.

  But then, to cut me some slack, you can never get lost in a place you are very familiar with. Note the word, VERY. Besides, we are both old enough, if not matured enough.

  My second wrong was to be cold. Like very cold. Try not speaking to each other for 3 days. That is how cold it is.

But I want to justify myself.

  It is hard being the person constantly reminded of things that you always lack of (in example, money). I believe we have our limits and our own dignity, don't we? And so, after being "teased" and "ridiculed"...

It is just not funny anymore.

  I keep reminding myself that after two years (and counting), it is pretty dumb to let go of one hell-of-a-friendship that builds on trust, hardships and mostly laughter. It is not often that you find someone who has the same mind (albeit, in a opposite way) as you do.

And above all, I do miss you.

_of Hair Alert!

  I've wanted to do something to my hair these days, but I don't know which salon to choose. Arghhh!!!

See? I couldn't bear to look at myself, too.

  By the way, the maybe-next post will relate to the above picture. I took this photo in Madam Kwan's.

p.s.: Though I have forgotten that yesterday was April Fool, looked like someone kena tricked with a fake RM100 (Weyy~ Rm100 only mah. No need to be THAT sad de...). Wakakkakakakkakakkaa...


p.p.s: But the fake RM100 really looked nice. *evil laughter*

_of "Psst... Let Me Tell You A Secret..."

  This is Q.L...

...as normal as a human can be.

  This is Q.L...

...without her shell on.

Hahahahahahhaha.

p.s.: For those of you who cannot understand what this post is about, I don't blame you. Where else can you see an Unshelled Tortoise around these days????

  And don't ask me to Google one.

Okay. I cannot resist.

  It's not even cute. Or funny.

_of Review of One Not-Qualified Movie Critic And A Ghost Story

  After much tug-o-war between Q.L. and I, we finally managed to catch up with some movies that we wanted to see before they are taken off the screen.

Though I can see that you readers are aching to guess which one is Q.L., I will not allow it. This is because, the moment you guess Q.L. correctly, you will know the other one represents me.

Without further delay, I present to thee...

"The Review of One Not-Qualified Movie Critic"

1. Black Swan

  First, let's take a look at its conventional traditional pre-modernised poster look.

You are looking at the correct poster, trust me. It really doesn't look like Natalie Portman, I know. But hey, what can we do? Blackmail them?

 And now, we shall look at the poster that they used for Oscar.

One of the posters, I mean.

 

  And like usual, I will give a very me-rating.

Rating: Watch it if you are feeling bored and naughty. Ah-hem.

  One thing to be sure, this movie is really not for those who are under 18 years of age (for that matter, I don't think it should be allowed for 21-year-old students, too). I was so sure FINAS or GSC (at the very least) would cut some of the incriminating scenes, but surprisingly, they did not. Which makes me wonder, if a movie endorses Art as its main theme, it would not be censored even if it is UNRATED. Right? Makes me want to make some unfair comparison between the movie with (hmmm...) Jennifer's Body? Nah... No one watches it. Let's say, Mr. and Mrs. Smith. :p

  Q.L. and I were very much disappointed. We were anticipating this Oscar-winning actress to bring some hindsight about Art-Thriller into our lives. However, we were much more disturbed by her self-mutilation acts (which include tearing own skin, cutting fingernails until bleeding and turning into a black swan in order to perform in a ballet theater show). 

  It says, the movie is all about "The pursuit of perfection". I say, it is a movie about a person, when you take ballet out of her life, who is nothing but a mere shadow walking on Earth. *ceh. Dramatic pulak.*

  I know. The above sentence sounded like something taken out straight from the scene in Lord of the Rings.

But, on a happier note, I notice one great resemblance...

Does anyone, other than me, see this lady having some striking resemblance to Aishwarya Rai?

2. Devil

  A very long-overdue review, I know. But we just bought the CD.

   Like the weird persons that Q.L. and I are, the movie invites the wrong kind of issues for discussion.

Like this.

I was joking.

  If you really want to know, after the movie ended, we went on to discuss about God (Belief in God vs. In God We Trust), Life and Death (as we know it), atheists (scientists who believe in Science and those who believe both in God and Aliens, like Stephen Hawking) and other stuffs I cannot remember.

  To put it plainly, M. Night Shyamalan provoked us to discuss what is God's plan for humanity.

Yes, we did that.

3. Sini Ada Hantu (Here Got Ghosts)

Yes, there is something wrong with your eyes. I did not upload an "old, winking, smiling star".

 :p

One of my faves (as far as this post goes).

  It is one thing when directors make scary movies with ridiculous plots for entertainment, it is another thing for directors to combine unique Malaysian beliefs and make them into scary movies. In this case, James Lee managed to do the another thing and he should be applauded for the effort. Though the storyline (the three parts) was familiar to us (and might make the story a bit boring), but his tendency to NOT follow any Thai, Indonesian or Singaporean scary movies is (to sum it up) "pretty cool".

  All in all, "me likey this movie lah!"

Extra: A Ghost Story

*screeching laugh sounds, crying babies, cats meow-ing (err...)*

Credit goes to Q.L. who told me this story, and she has a blog. (Just saying.)

  It happened one particular night. I was in my room and everyone else was asleep. Then come one time when I couldn't hold it any longer (What couldn't possibly hold any longer????). 

  I had to go to the bathroom. When I was in the bathroom/toilet, somebody knocked on a door and I heard sounds in the kitchen. I thought it was my parents. But what were my parents doing in the kitchen at midnight? They couldn't possibly be hungry, we ate foods which could amount to nearly a week supply for dinner that night. (Here, I need to clarify one thing; they DID NOT eat a week-supply of food, it was an exaggeration.) 

  To cut things short, when I opened my door, a dark shadow walked past me... (I need to clarify another thing; the "dark shadow" has nothing to do with the "Black Swan" mentioned above.) 

  And because Q.L. was annoyed that I kept on  interrupting her story, she didn't finish it. Sufficient to say, it made me had nightmares for a few days. ARGHHHH!!!!!

I think it is my turn to bludgeon her until she cannot remember a thing.

p.s. In case you are wondering, after Q.L. ended her "not-finished story", she went to sleep for 14 hours. Again.

_of (Nearly) Defaming Q.L.

p.s.: I will get sued if this entry gets anywhere near Q.L., but since she started it here, my guilt is partly absolved, isn't it?

p.p.s.: This is a mini "conduct" to my intention here. In other words, this is the actus reus to my mens rea in order for me to defame (if successfully established) Q.L.

"Why I Am Not Joking When I Say I Know The Real Q.L."

(since I am so CUTE these days, "reading between the lines, it would be extremely lazy and frighteningly stalky", these cartoons are again borrowed from Natalie Dee, America's Favorite Cracker).

1. We didn't get to know each other by saying "Hello!"

- Allow me to explain, she is not the type that says "Hello!" at first meeting. I am not trying to imply that "she-is-a-snake, I-am-a-bean-hag-bag" kind of thing, it's just that she likes to...

 

2. ...stare

- No. I am not saying that she is a person gone cuckoo, too. She has this weird characteristic of not telling anyone that she is short-sighted when...

3. ...everyone who knows me know that everyone I know wears glasses.

- She is part of the group, too...

4. ...which is funny.

- Because she is trying to elude herself, her friends, and me.

5. Err. She is not a boy.

- "She" kind of explains it all. Don't you think?

6. I have to admit, she has a flair for style.

- Even though the style is not my cup of tea (preferring sweaters to shawls), ridiculously plenty (like, A LOT), extremely redundant (how do you combine sweaters with long-sleeved turtlenecks?) and utterly bright (a purple bag, purple sneakers, AND purple blouse altogether worn AT THE SAME TIME).

7.  She (like yours truly) has a temper to match.

- Though, I would like to clarify, her temper is kind of quirky.

- The definition of "quirky" in my context would be: "trying to do something angrily which in other people's point of view, would be very irritating, annoying or positively boring. For example, chasing mosquitoes around the house when all you need to do is to switch on the Ridsect-thingy-that-repels-mosquitoes."

8. In a way, her cooking is equivalent to a nuclear explosion.

- Which, to be fair, is a fun experience to have...

- ...if you don't have 7 essays needed to be written down (on that day itself) or a timed-test (the next morning).

9. A realist.

- With a bit of sarcastic humour added inside.

- For example: when she says "I am such a cute person, and you hurt my feelings by crushing my hope and throwing all the tiny pieces into the black deep abyss..."

- To tell you the truth, I (like you guys who read the above sentence for the n-hundredth time) have a problem detecting the reality of the sentence, but of course (like you guys, too) I found that it is all full with sarcasm.
 

10. Hah!

- For Q.L. to say "too much" to any kind of food, would equal to trying to ask her to stop sleeping for 14 hours on any weekend.

- In other words: It. Is. Never. Going. To. Happen.

Extra. The left picture is a joke.

- This is because, she cannot even recognize/spot a cat when it walks in front of her (see above reason). Let alone eating one.

  There you have it, folks. 10 things about Q.L. and one extra (exclusively for those who are not easily satisfied) *wink wink*.

  Will get back another time with "WANTED: A Guy Who..." soon. Stay tuned!

P.S.: I am trying to be interactive (is that even a word) here, so do you have any friends who is similar to Q.L.? We can trick them to go for a blind date (if GZ doesn't bludgeon me to death first).

_of "Jahatkah Aku?"

  Jahatkah aku...

...Kalau aku terlupa wish my dad and my two beloved friends on their birthday?...

Err. 

in order of seniority:

 

-> Happy belated birthday, Dad!

-> Happy belated birthday, Nad!

-> Happy belated birthday, Fif!

In NO circumstances I'm hinting that there's any connection between those three birthday people, the Kura-kura and the Kodok.

Ahem.

As for Fif, since she wants a gift for her birthday, I present her this...

Enjoy, dear! ^____________^

_of What Happened to Me in the Past Two Hours

  Remember my previous entry about the essay on Defamation? 

Sigh. Passion, please!

  Just to get you even more annoyed, here's the entry.

  You might think there's absolutely nothing to it, but please stand in my shoes for a while (only applicable to those with the exact shoe size of 6, as for those feet which are smaller than mine, congratulations to you. For those who have bigger feet size, you have been warned completely.)

Yes, I've gone through this for the entire morning...

And since I am done with the essay, I am now in this situation:

...in which, "the feeling" will evaporate completely in a few hours. That I can assure you.

I still have hope, though.

For this.

But in the mean time, I can be satisfied with this:

...which is not happening.

 

*tears rolling down*

Therefore, I just have to humour myself with this.

...which apparently, has absolutely nothing to do with this post. Or my finished essay. 

One essay done!

Yay!!!

P.s.: 11 more to go. T_T

...and two more timed-tests.

Double T_T

P.p.s: If this post annoys you more than ever, let's just look at it this way - a longer Facebook-ish post (about ME!) in a blog (created by ME!) which you might want to read (with a little persuasion from ME!). 

Now you know why I dislike Facebook.



p.p.s Q.L. woke up, ate Maggi and then went back to sleep. Where is an earthquake when you need one?!