birthday celebration vol.2

enough of pictures.
too lazy.
too emo.
bye.

birthday celebration vol.1

uhhh. i love the dark strokes effect. ahaksss.

more pictures in the next post. i'm lazy already.

big two zero.

i was officially 20 yesterday =)

had a blast. all thanks to my bunch of oh-so-loving-and-nice friends.
especially cylee, KC and virgo. i know you guys accompanied me from thursday night itself till the night of my birthday. a BIG BIG thank you to the 3 of you. so touched *mwah*

well of course, not forgetting my ryan. he baked a cake for me. he claimed 1 day of his annual leave for me :) he drove me to wherever i wanna go from day till night. he settled most of my bills. laa dee dah. a BIGGER thank you to you, ling. super touched *double mwah*

to the rest of you who took the initiative to wish me either face to face, phone, sms, email, instant messages, snail mail, testimonials et cetera, THANK YOU SO VERY MUCH.

special thanks to: the "present donaters", you guys know who you are. yvonne, for the long distance call. may yen, for the birthday card all the way from aussie.

MANNNNN. i sounded like some celebrity giving a thank you speech after winning the grammy award. I WOULD LIKE TO THANK MY DIRECTOR AND PRODUCER...THE RECORD COMPANY..MY MAKEUP ARTIST...blahh.

=)

back to topic. many thought i would prolly go drown myself with alcohol or maybe party till i die. wrong assumptions. no crazy celebration this year. unlike the previous years. i think i'm getting old and boring already. one of the reason maybe because erm, i started partying too early/too much at a young age. i get tired of things really fast if you don't know me. *sigh* i now treasure quiet time with my friends and loved ones. see how people can change.

ah. wtf. why me so emo.

the celebration started with us having a small drinking session in virgo's place the night before my birthday. they kononlah wanna do countdown for me. i bought a bottle of malibu and a bottle of baileys. see, no hard liquor involved :) MALIBU, CALV. MALIBUUUU :P ryan brought the cake that he made at his workplace after his work. my cake came all the way from Cilantro Restaurant and WineBar wei. how impressive :) finished countdown-ing, we went back to sleep.

i also had the whole class and the lecturer to sing a birthday song for me. all thanks to ms. anna -_-" it's...embarrassing, really. we headed to Galaxy KTV @ SS15 after class and had a good 6 hours karaoke session. yes, 6 hours. championnnn. my big brother Jie tagged along this time right after his exam. how schweettt. *fuck, i don't know how to baby talk*

had seafood dinner in SS24. vinnie and chereene came all the way from Kajang. rachel took "MC", escaped from her part-time job and came all the way from Serdang. thank you babes.

i had a great time really although nothing extraordinary. once again, thank you people.

happy birthday to myself.

pictures will be up soon.

TYL. TYW. TYC.

....that's our initials.
how cool :P
anyway,

big mistake.

was browsing through my sister's outdated Seventeen magazine (July 2006) a couple of minutes ago.

i saw this picture and i went...


i stared at it for a lil while more.

hrm..something's wrong somewhere. but where?

2 seconds later i spotted something.

macauhai.

i know lah this is one girlie girlie mag. but that doesn't mean that errors like these can be made okay.

you imagine a bunch of kawaii-ne girls who know nuts about football flipping through the mag and spotted that "so-called wayne rooney" picture.

"wahh why this guy so cute and hensem de?!"
"where where? which one?"
"there! this one lohh!"
"wahh! yah hor. very hensem oh!"
"ok lah. we are officially wayne rooney's fan from tolay lah ok!"

one weekend, the bunch of girls went to some nearby mamak stalls to have a drink. such co-incidence the mamak stall's television was airing astro's channel 80. got manchester united's live match eh!

the girls spotted the so-called wayne rooney kicking the ball and.....GOALLL!

"wahh wayne rooney is sooooooo good! summore so hensem! GO ROONEY GO ROONEY!"

everyone from the surrounding tables heard them.
they'd prolly go "gosh, this bunch of dumbfucks."
no, i mean I WOULD.

-__-"

damn memalukan right? and quite pitiful also you know to be labelled as a bunch of dumbfucks.

*sigh*

dear Ms. Editor/Writer of the Seventeen mag.
THIS is wayne rooney, asshole.


p/s: i know the world cup fever's over. but i'm a football freak. so cannot help it. sensitive issue man.

calling out.

i will let the world know that you are my only one.
although you would never admit that i was your only one.
-
i am sorry.
thousands of apologies.
i was a disgrace to you.
-
rest assured.
that.
i will be fine.
-
i only need some time.
no.
i need someone.
someone to guide me.
someone like you.
-
i need a shoulder to cry on.
i need a hand to hold.
i need you to tell me 'everything's gonna be alright baby'
-
but
where the fuck are you?

frail.

you've never once tried putting yourself in my goddamn fucking shoe.
i wonder if you how it feels like.
don't challenge my guts.
they are inhumane.

fuck.

i'm craving for malibu.

happy 20th birthday to rachel and yen chi!

here are some pictures from rachel's pre-birthday lunch @ Marco's Pizza yesterday. (yeah, the italian restaurant which can be easily spotted along LDP highway 'cos the signboard is so fucking huge)

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, RACHEL!

birthday girl is in red. and sorry for the dull looking pictures. too lazy to edit. bleh.

i tried looking for a picture of me and yenchi in my pc to create a birthday post for her. i couldn't find a nice one. reason because i looked like shiet in all the pictures and she's forever looking so hawt. i cannot afford to show everyone my fugly face deii :P i searched through one of the folders with old pictures and i found the picture below. classic heh. taken in genting. uhh, i missed those times. anyway,

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, CHI!

may God bless both the birthday girls.

suey-ness.

i woke up this morning feeling rather grumpy and...grumpy. i think i woke up from the wrong side of the bed. i washed up, dressed up and dragged my ass outta the house to go to class. still feeling very moody and grumpy. wtf, i don't know why man.

while i was driving, i felt darn hot. my body temperature heating up. eeeks, something must be wrong with the air-conditioner. or was it me? i thought my 'mental' was hot that's why 'physically' also hot lah. but i was wrong deyyyy. i took a glance at the temperature metre and i went WOAHHHHHHHHHHH. CRITICALLLL. sorry lah. i was damn kan cheong that time so i couldn't take a picture of my metre. therefore, i drew it out. i hate Paint. so hard to draw.


i dropped the idea of going to college after that and thank goodness i wasn't on the highway yet. i was still in town. i made a U-turn after that hoping that my car would take his/her/its last breath only when i have safely reached home. but too bad lah. sooper dooper critical already. my car died on the Klang bridge, obstructing the traffic. damn 7 memalu-fying. but actually not that malu lah cause there's another lorry who died earlier than my car about 20 metres away. so, he obstructed the traffic first. hehe.

then i called my hero.
"hello, daddie! my car broke down again!" (yeah, not my first time. this is the second time -_-")
"where? federal highway again!?"
"no no. better this time. i'm still in klang. to be more specific, Klang main bridge. wahaha."
"you're causing traffic jam lah like that?"
"not really lah. the lorry who died-ed infront of me caused it first."
"oh. so how?"
"how? you come lah!"
"cannot lah. i'll be having a meeting soon. i'll ask Uncle Ho to look for you."
"chehh. okaylah."

no more hero lah my father. so i took a puff and waited for my dad's friend to come over. while waiting, 3 brainless policemen stopped by and approached me.

brainless policeman #1
"apasal?"
"kereta rosak lah."
"apasal rosak?"
"mana saya tau?"
*stared at me for awhile and vrrrrooooommm-ed away*

brainless policeman #2
"kenapa berhenti sini?"
"kereta rosak lah."
"ohh. apa yang rosak?"
"mana saya tau!?"
"jangan berhenti lama-lama."
"..................saya pun tak mau berhenti lama lah bang!"
"OK."
*vrrrrrrroooooooommmmmm*

brainless policeman #3
"a-moi. (!?!?!?) lesen?"
*shows him my license*
"kereta rosak ke?"
*i wanted to reply him ABUTHEN? but i did not lah. i just nod*
"you sini rosak, depan pun rosak, jadilah traffic jam."
"apa i boleh buat? i pun tak mau kereta i rosak."
"..........apasal tak letak palang something something something?
*he was talking about the triangle shape thingy we use to place it on the road during emergencies. it's sometimes attached to the car boot*
"itu i takda lah."
"beli lah. you henti macam ni bahaya. you ingat pasang double-signal sudah boleh ke?""
*KNNBCCB PUKIMAK*
"OK. nanti i beli."
"sekarang you turun kereta minta orang tolong you tolak kereta ke depan sikit. tolak pergi tempat yang tak halang orang."
*stoned for a few seconds*
"OK. boleh."
*i got down from my car*
*cheebye brainless policeman vrrrrrooooomm-ed away*
*i went back into my car*

SAW THE SIMILARITY? ASSSS. SO DAMN OBVIOUS THAT MY KERETA IS ROSAK RIGHT! SOTPLUGGGGG -_-"

minutes later my dad's friend arrived and helped me to look see look see. i managed to drive my car all the way to the regular foreman who repairs my car anyway. my car did not die. he/she/it passed out only. teehee. i drove with the temperature needle going up and down up and down. MCH.

i ended up not attending both finance and sales classes. but the day before, i promised rachel to go to her pre-birthday lunch @ Marco's Pizza with her and the rest of the gang. no choice lah. so, i took my mom's car and went.

now my car is back at home already :D