Does the umbilical cord EVER get cut?

I believe that at a certain point in all of our lives, we have that ONE HUGE pointless argument with our parents. That argument might be a manifestation of pent up frustration with them over the years or it could be a way of breaking free from them, a start to forming our own opinion that differs from theirs. Or perhaps it has never happened to you, either because you have exceptionally cool parents or you've never had a differing opinion from them.(by the way, if you're in the latter category then i feel immense sadness for you)Usually, this argument happens in your teenage years and by the time you reach adulthood, your parents generally give in and realise you're your own person. No such luck for me, so i'm venting my frustrations online.

I bring up this topic of discussion because after being overseas, surviving alone, graduating, being responsible, working almost immediately, dealing with the most difficult clients and situations at work, overcoming the most pretentious people, taking on the traffic jams, bird flu, dengue and other stresses of each day...we come home to our parents and still get intimidated by them. We of course deny like hell that we ever want their approval, but please lah, whether you realise it or not, if you dont get it, it does affect you. And they have that tremendous super power that they use over you every once in awhile..the Power Of Guilt; "I carried you in my womb for 9 months and you're telling me you won't come with me to Aunty Mary's cousin's husband's sister's wedding?!!" and if you try to argue with that, then that's it lah..hangus terbakar man...no talking for weeks..walking on eggshells all the time...man, i so need to move out.

A really good friend brought up that maybe parents don't quite understand what we go through because they didn't have as much stress as we do these days. My take on it is that as they get older they just get clingier. See, guilt..because you start thinking that aiyah, they're getting old already so better spend time with them before they konk off...aiyoohhhh..

and so, with that, i bid you all a Happy New Year as i won't be here..i'll be in Penang.. ( at Aunty Mary's cousin's husband's sister's wedding)sighhhhhhhhhh...drink some champagne, watch the fireworks and make a resolution for me, kay?

Love, hugs and kisses for 2005.

Parties, pearls, polvoron and plenty of phamily in Phillipines!!

Merry Belated Christmas Everybody!!!Just got back from Manila..i swear MAS service is just going from bad to worse!Bloody Boeing 737 only had 2 terrribly maintained toilets for something like 144 passengers!thats crazy!!and in 4 hours i had the time to reflect on what crap food they serve on planes..(they call it beef, but it totally looks and tastes like tin cans of dog food..)

so how was your season of brotherly love and good tidings,etc,etc?Manila was really brilliant because it was a time to be with almost my entire over-achieving family-mom's side. We have this little tradition because my mom has got like 9 brothers and sisters so every year we take turns in hosting christmas..last year was bali, this year, it's mabuhay!


tried to stop myself, but the greed just surfaced from looking at those bright, colourful packages..


this was taken on the first night we were there, i've never seen anythnig like it..its like a club but they've got these D.I.'s (dance instructors) who come up to you and teach you to ballroom dance!thats me dancing with my very sporting aunt..she soon abandoned me for a very good-looking (albeit gay-suspect) D.I.


cosuins just grow so quickly..they just bloody tower over me man!


christmas eve eve - at my youngest aunt's home..it's an architect's dream..and to add to that my uncle's a sculptor so his pieces give an added oomph to the place as well..it's not ostentatious or grand but it really has its charm..


one of my favourite pieces..when you look at it from different angles, you see different images..its very cool..


manila skyline from a distance-minus traffic jam and smog.


christmas eve - i wore white to try and look angelic..don't think it worked though.


that's brindel..he's an awesome dog..some people think he's a cat though..poor thing..


brindel on cushion. he reminds me of a cartoon dog cos his face just makes you laugh!

manila hasn't changed in 8 years..there are alot of buildings un-finished due to corruption or complication or some other unrest going on in the country..(i guess when the current president rigs her own election, you kinda know the country's on the downturn)..what affected me the most was seeing little kids run around the streets knocking on car windows begging for money or selling trinkets for the fewest of pesos (the traffic is incredibly congested in manila, worse than in bangkok so it's conducive for things like that to go on)and it just got me thinking about luck. I mean, one twist, one little iota of a glitch (or whatever you wanna call it) in this huge universe or fate or karma or again, whatever you wanna call it...and it could've been me on that street..or you..correct?instead im sitting in a b.m.w x5 being chaufffeured to my uncle's home by his driver to two maids (help is cheap in the phillipines)..jesus fucking christ...

annnyways..other than that, the pearls over there are really beautiful..apparently the phillipines has got the nicest golden pearls, tahiti has got the best black pearls and australia has got the nicest white pearls..it would've been so nice if my girls were with me,i'm sure they would've gone crazy!!

polvoron is super yummy!!i dont really know how to describe it but its ingredients are: sugar, butter AND margarine, (i know..its sooo badd..but its soooo goood)flour and some other fattening stuff and they come in flavours like cookies and cream, cashew and rice krispies..ok, they're basically like powdery cookies that melt in your mouth..i brought back some so i'll let you try when i next see you kay?

ROCK THE WORLD!!!

It was such an amazing experience, I would definitely almost put it up there with the Big Day Out or Party in The Park or even Byron Bay's Jazz and Blues Festival..the vibe was amazing..can't believe i had to leave early cos of my stupid flu!




thats dino, kuachee, unknown fellow, siva,yuri and azrul


thats only a section of the people who were there..


so beautiful aren't they?jess, wen fung (oh gawd,did i spell it right?), syarizad and syareza


i really like this shot..reckon it looks abit abstrack-arty like..

There are more pictures but im too busy listening to an awesome album right now by this band called Ben's Bitches..they are fantastic, in my opinion..even if you take away the profanities and constant sexual innuendos, they're still brilliant for the thought they put into their music..naturally, knowing our country and its stand on censorship, you can't find their album in any ol' music store..sighhh..best RM5 i've ever spent.

DISCLAIMER - This in no way conflicts with my personal sentiments/great admiration/much respect for another local band, lovingly known as Frequency Cannon.Their music is the best, they rule all, they are kings.:P

Parents, Technology - Two words that should NOT be in the same sentence.

i've been sick..no no, not the mental kind in the head that you guys know and love me for..but physically sick..apparently its a virus infection (fever lah fever) and it's been 4 days and 7 hours at last count. 4 days and 7 hours of sitting at home doing absolutely nothing. Well, actually not totally nothing..does taking 3 different types of antibiotics,noticing the cracks in your ceilnig and drinking copius amounts of water count?but that is NOTHING in comparison to taking 3 different types of antibiotics, drinking copious amounts of water,cracks,ceiling, AND having to listen to your parents play with their new phones!(yalah, i tried to be good daughter so bought phones for them ((refer to last post on senseless christmas spending)))so, here i am, second day of experiencing the highest fever mankind has ever seen, thinking getting sick is kind of a good way of pontenging work when "bbrrringg brrring"..my phone rings..its my dad..who is in the living room by the way..and he wants to tell me thats he's figured out how to send pictures. so ok, i think to myself, he's just excited, no worries..so basically every ten minutes of every waking moment of the fella's life, he's callinglah, messaging lah...you understand my serious predicament..(and lets not even go to how mom is handling HER new toy..sighhhh..)no amount of drugs man..trust me, i've thought of that..(i love you mom and dad, im just grumpylah)

ok, sleep now..tired,dreamy-like..got ROCK THE WORLD tomorrow!!wanna go?

WELCOME!!!

after surviving blank pages, glitches,glotches,glutches and a whole lot of panic with the friendster blog, i've decided to be brave..i decided..to start..a REAL blog!!oooohhhhh,scary shit man..i mean, to write stuff down in friendster is one thing but to actually start a blog that annnyone can see?ooohhhhhh...pressure,pressure...(i have no idea if anyone even reads my stuff, i really doubt it but if you do, thank you thank you..gawd knows what possessed you,thank you thank you somemore..beeg beeg kisses for you...)

it's like graduating man..like Dead Poet's Society when Robin Williams says inspiring things to his class and it made you want to well up and cry?(ok, so i cant excatly remember what it is he said, but it was damn "kam tong" lah, y'know?)so thats how i feel with this blog..(yes, cheap thrill i know, but thrill nonetheless..)

i loooooveeee the midnight pasar malam at uptown..have you guys been?its incredible..

being a gal who goes through about 30 magazines a month for work (can be a perk, can be a pain..)i came across the "le prestige" magazine the other day..it was given to me and have you seen that damn thing??my gawd man!you give to me now also i dont want!even the name..le prestige..it's the funniest thing i tell you.. it takes every stereotype and makes it true..from the wannabe name (le prestige,are you serious?)to the wannabe models (many who are not aesthetically pleasing to the eyes im afraid, since they mostly consist of datins, tengkus, puan sris who think they are models.)nothing against them but please, when you decide to pose for a magazine with the name "le prestige" and ya look like you've got at least 20 botox injections in your face, ya gotta know you're gonna face SOME kinda lashback!it's hilarious and i could not stop laughing because despite the shallowness of the silly thing, i gotta give the magazine credit..i mean, its a brilliant marketing strategy,no?shoot a whole magazine full of vain people at different events, then sell it to them?

Question : Do you think we do new, different things in the same environment or d'ya reckon we do the same old things in different environments?

soulmates and other stuff..

over the years of being an ear to friends, this subject has popped up quite abit..does it exist?karma, fate, predestined souls meant to be together?personally, no, i do not believe that soulmates exist.i believe that two people work very hard when they keep their relationship alive and kicking. i believe it takes alot of understanding, trust, conviction, humour, communication and sometimes, mind-blowing sex. i believe that sometimes when you love someone, your ego needs to take a backseat. i believe that its ok to fight, but its even better to make up....so no, i guess i dont believe in the universe making the decision of who i'm supposed to be in love with..i do however believe in me. (and you..jomsolat :P)

shit man, the season of twinkly lights and big giant plastic trees are upon us again..let the senseless shopping begin!!went to one-u on saturday and its unbelievable how many women were in bodyshop..buying nice smelling thingys for their so-and-sos..aiyohhhhhhh...didja know that the body shop makes all their profit during christmas and new year?i happen to know that little fact because i recall my days working as a poor underpaid cashier girl there..(see, private skool kids work!)
but i digress..so, having seen these women jostling each other to get to that lassst oceanus gift pack worth 69.80 but marked down to 69.70, i made a resolution this year to not get gifts..no sir..not one!its gonna be money or gift vouchers..call me cold and unfeeling but i mean, come onlah..when was the last chrissy present you actually enjoyed??ah see?cannot remember right?so dont come and throw that guilty blanket on me by saying ive lost the spirit of christmas lah and its the thought that counts lah..bull bloody shit..if the thought was there, then the present should be good!:P..oklah, i'll wrap the bloody voucher lah ok?that'll make it seem more pressie like,no? (eh, for those of you condemning me to hell right now, please ah..youre lucky youre gonna get presents ok?)

went to an indian wedding last weekend, it was beautiful...the saris were gorgeous, the bride was ravishing in gold and the groom was so smart in his tux.see, i had the misconception that indian weddings were long winded and traditional and this one was an arranged marriage so i thought, thats it lah..there goes my night man..especially since the bride and groom are in advertising and god knows if its one thing advertising people do is talk..but it turned out so different..it was such a beautiful experience, the bridesmaids were stewardesses..(boys, dont worry, i'll get the pictures up!) and everything went really quickly once it got started..not like chinese weddings lah you know,where the food comes one course by one course and you got the damn karaoke machine waiting ominously in the background just bidding its time to make its appearance...so yeah, i reckon it was great because the couple managed to gel their traditional indian customs with their modern influences so tastefully..to nav and mala..congrats darlings!!you dont have to be on each other's wavelength all the time to make your relationship work, you just have to be able to ride each other's waves...