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To the girl whom I had the pleasure of having dinner with earlier:

Quoted from Today’s newspaper:

COMPARING YOURSELF WITH OTHERS

Someone once said: "Comparison is the root of all inferiority". How true that is. When you look at another person’s strengths and compare them to your own weaknesses, there is just no way to come out feeling good about yourself.

I once spoke to a group of teenages at a conference and I’ll never forget a question posed by one young man. He asked: "It seems that everyone has more to offer than I do. I envy guys who are better-looking, more athletic, or smarter than I am. How can I deal with my own insecurities?"

The problem he was describing is a common one among young men and women. Even at a young age, our self-images are shaped by how we stack up against our peers. It’s not how tall we are that matters - it’s who is the tallest. It’s not how fast we can run - it’s who runs fastest.

Thus begins an adolescent pattern of self-doubt that can become all-consuming. The answer I gave that young man is one that many teenages need to hear: When you pit yourself against the best and brightest, you are merely setting yourself up for failure. Mental health begins with an acceptance of life as it is and a willingness to make the most of the unique strengths and talents you’ve been given.

By Dr James Dobson 

Ah finally, been waiting for about a month since we planned this Perhentian trip with my boyfriend and friends from Bishan a.k.a Kenny Gan, Stanley and Pek Bee.

We were really lucky to still get accommodation during this long Wesak weekend, thanks to Mei’s recommendation of D’Lagoon Chalet. The other resorts at Perhentian were fully booked.

Our journey started with train ride for more than 12 hours, from Johor Bahru to Tanah Merah.

Through my experience with the long distance traveling, this time I smart a bit. I brought a book “Wild Swans” by Jung Chang (till now still haven’t finished reading), my greatest friend, Nintendo DS, and my recently uploaded 949 songs into my new 8GB Sony Ericsson w960i, on board to accompany me on our super long train ride. We even went to the canteen coach to have our best-mee-goreng-ever-tasted, however, this time, it wasn’t that great at all. Stan was so disappointed because he purposely joined this trip just to eat this mee goreng. Although the journey was long, I was really excited. I thought I won’t be able to sleep but I did. What a pig.

Need to mention one funny incident. Before we reached Tanah Merah train station, I managed to catch a train officer and asked if there were taxis available from the train station to the Kuala Besut jetty. He was very helpful, immediately took out his handphone, called his friend ‘Beri’ to arrange a taxi for us and that’s settled! I asked the officer his name, and he flashed open his jacket to reveal his name tag ‘ZAKARIA’. Hahahaha. A mini strip show. The action is still replaying in my head.

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The bad thing about having a blog is that, when you go out with your friends and you want to tell them about something, they’ll say, “Ya, I read that in your blog already”.

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The end of conversation.

Damnz potongz steamz.

Anywho, anyone owns 2 sets of guitar for Guitar Heroes I. II and III? How about Rock Band? Anyone? If yes, I come to your house and play cos I’m fucking addicted to it since I played with Stanley last evening at a gaming centre, and his house only got 1 guitar which is super lame. I’m having withdrawal symptoms now, thinking about it. My eye’s twitching and fingers are moving on its own while I shiver and sweat and having strong urges to stroke the guitar.

That. Didn’t. Sound. Right.

Dear friends and dear Malaysians anywhere in the world,

Thank you for your voice and thank you for your votes.

Yesterday, we have spoken through the ballot boxes. And we have denied the ruling party 2/3s majority. This means, they cannot simply amend the constitution and it will take more than debating skills and calling members of parliaments "Racist racist racist!" or "monkeys" to change a policy.

The Opposition has also captured 5 states: Kedah, Kelantan, Penang, Perak and Selangor. 

I am very proud of you.

Truth to be told, this was my first vote. My first vote! I came back from more than 500km away to vote. And I felt immensely moved that although it seemed that my voice was so small in that little piece of paper, my voice was a part of a large declaration of the people, telling the government that we had enough of your incompetence.

Do you feel the winds of change? I do.

I am very happy to be a part of this revolution. 

To the Opposition, you’ve done a great job. Thank you and I salute you. But this is only the beginning. Work harder for a better Malaysia.

To all volunteers who have helped the Opposition during election campaigns, thank you.

To all bloggers, your efforts of keeping the community always updated with news have been worthwhile. They will never ever underestimate our power anymore. I thank you.

To all my friends, near and far, who lent me their ears and and their email inboxes when I flood them about political news, thank you.

To Natasha, Kevin Vijay, Peter Kua, Lawrence, Fay, Stan, Mariean, Chern and my 7.5, thank you for staying till 3am yesterday and keeping each other update with the latest results, I thank you.

And lastly, to Politics101Malaysia, thank you for introducing me to the world of Malaysian politics, because yours was the first blogsite I visited and you inspired me to get involved.

The People have spoken!

It’s a good day for Malaysia. 

Taddaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!!!

My very own Nintendo DS Lite in baby blue colour. Love it to death.

I bought it from Funan Digital Mall in Singapore. $299 with free 2 games. I’m currently playing Wario: Master of Disguises. The graphics and game play’s damn cute. Like me. Going to play it in the bus on my way home later. 5 hours wor. Lucky thing DS can last for 15 hours.

It was quite a hard deciding between Sony’s PSP and Nintendo DS Lite.

I was at first captivated with Stanley’s Sony PSP because of the Dungeon Siege: Throne of Agony game. As I am an ardent gamer especially of those hack-and-slash ala Diablo, I was addicted to it. But I guess you can play those kinda games on PC too, so it wasn’t a BUY or DIE situation. Then Stanley fucking lansi, don’t want to lend his PSP to me, even after I begged for so long and cried and knelt until my knees bled. Nevermind, lucky I’m not that petty, otherwise I would have fucking curse and swear at him in my blog here. Cos he got cibai face, but luckily I’m a good girl, I won’t betray my friends like how he betrayed me and didn’t live up to his promise. So I won’t talk bad things about him.

The week after that, I borrowed Thomas’ Nintendo DS Lite and wow…..

HOW COULD I’VE BEEN UNDER THE COCONUT SHELL ALL THIS WHILE????

This time I got hooked playing the Elite Beat Agents. Damn nice musical game. Even better than sex with animals. Other than hack-and-slash, I’m a sucker for musical games too. Like Guitar Heroes. Which ladies and gentleman, Stanley Seow Kai Lit is going to buy. Thanks Stanley! You’re the best. See why I never talk bad about my friends? They are the best lor.

Interestingly, Thomas said that one of his friend bought Nintendo DS immediately after playing this musical game. Hahaha, like me! I also plan to get Cooking Mama 1 and 2. And New Super Mario Bros because I’ve been a Mario fan since I was 3 years old.

Side track a bit; I used to have a school mate, his name was Mario. A Chinese. I thought it was a bit weird. Chinese have names like Sky Wu and Tank and Vagina Lee. I think next time, Chinese artistes will call themselves Machine Gan, Wonder Bra or even Torpedo cos they’ll run out of nouns sooner or later. Or Keyboard, Laptop, Spoon, Cup etc.

I also bought my very own:

Violin.

I bought this at Rhapsody Valley in Mid Valley Mega mall. Violins in Singapore are very expensive about $200-$300. In Malaysia, it’s RM200-RM300. Hah. Some shops sell the antique finished for over RM400. Looks very very nice of course, very professional. But since I just started my violin lessons, I’m just going to buy the cheapest first. I wish I could buy a white one though. This looks so normal. Maybe I’ll stick some stickers on it cos I want to be special.

I’m learning to play the scales. Already know how to play Twinkle Twinkle Little Stars hehehe. I want to conquer the Lust, Caution soundtrack cos it’ll sound beautiful on a violin. I want to be able to play until people cry and orgasm when they hear my tune. That’ll be my ‘Heroes’ ability. Then I can save the world and the world would be a happy place to live in.

8 days to go before Christmas?????????

That fast??????????

I haven’t even finished enjoying October yet, wah lau eh.

Today I got stomachache whole day, dunno what I ate. Fuck. Been shitting a ton. I can now even shit and pee at the same time cos I have been drinking water. Maybe it’s the water, I don’t know. Don’t even have the appetite to eat dinner. Eww, my stomach’s growling. Urgh.

Help

Let me recall what I ate this afternoon…. oh it’s the damn economy rice. Must be lar. Urgh. Ouch. Need to go shit again machowhaiz.

Got lotsa things to write about, no time no time. Really need to jot it down before I forget. Before my memory fails me.

Ugh, need. to. shit.

Urghhhhhh….

Oh seems like lotsa friends reading my blog now. Means I can’t really gossip about them anymore here. Like I want to talk about Stanley but now I can’t use the name Stanley so I’m just going to use "ASS" "S" bwahahahaha!!!!

Sorry I just need a moment to diss Stanley. As usual.

Like you know, "swearing can release stress", like Pek Bee said.

So I’m like: Stanley, your face like cibai.

Stanley: Why you call me cibai?

And I’m like: Cos I need to release stress loh.

Stanley’s like: Okie.

Damn cute.

DAMN! MY STOMACH’S STILL GROWLING!!! JAHANAM!!!!!!!!!!!!! 

I logged into my Friendster earlier because Dora sent me a message. I wouldn’t login to Friendster if I hadn’t received the email notification that Dora sent me a message because I’ve been busy Facebook-ing. Facebook is fun. It is so addictively fun that you login for the sake of login in, then do nothing, then click anywhere and everywhere, and then update when you needn’t had to, then log out and then find out that you missed poking someone else, then login again.

I just noticed that I’ve received a lot of well wishers from my friends on my birthday. Haha! I guess that’s one thing good about Friendster and Facebook, you do really keep in touch with friends. Although through the cyber space where the lack of physical intimacy (as in hugging and holding hands and picture taking) and laughter is prevalent, but it’s good to know that we’ve never forgotten about each other. Most of my school friends are now mothers. It’s weird to actually know that, because in my heart I still think of us as little girls and teenagers, yet to grow up, yet to be an adult. And we are already reaching our 30’s. Hmm, that sounded quite horrible.

Anyway, my Friendster column "Describe Who You Want To Meet" had my last answer of "Wang Lee Hom". Grrr. Now that I’ve met him, it wasn’t a very exciting experience. I was a complete retard. No, I should stop thinking about it. I am completely over it. Seriously, who the fuck cares?

I’ve been busy with living life these past few weeks, and I realized I hadn’t had the time to really enjoy the moment. I went to Amei and Linkin Park’s concert, and am going to My Chemical Romance’s next week. I think I sorta lost myself in those concerts. I just got back from Kanchanaburi, Thailand and Beijing, China trip, both equally exhausting but fun nevertheless. And this coming 2nd December, I am going for the Standard Chartered Marathon run. I wonder how I’d survive the marathon because I haven’t been training at all. I’d probably die of exhaustion, from all these previous activities. Yes, I promise pictures. I know I have to jot it down here before I forget every detail of it. That’s what this blog is supposed to be about anyway right? Online diary.

I received an sms during my Beijing trip. Now I’m in a dilemma. On one hand, I really want to go for it because it’s what I’ve longed to do all this while. On the other, I wouldn’t want to compromise my principles. So to continue pursuing a man’s dream, should I just let it go? My principles I mean. Is it a small price to pay to achieve what I’ve always wanted? It’s achieving what I’ve always wanted so important that I should lose my dignity? Should I persevere, knowing the fact that working towards your goal means sometimes you gotta let go of yourself?

I’ve been thinking about it. Would I be happy? Can’t I find alternative? Sure I could. But it’s here now, on my lap, without me having to search for it.

I honestly, don’t know the answers to my questions.