The Old Has Passed, The New Has Come
Nuff Said.
Nuff Said.
*wipes brow*
Stresssssss.
Freakin'.
Difficult.
Wei.
This time sure tiao piak die.
"How I wish that it was just…
How I wish that…
How I wish that tomorrow were a Saturday.
How I wish that…"
Yeah, I wish that, too.
I slept like a baby; I slept like a rock.
If only bedtime was as good as often as it was.
How I wish…
I'm not into flip phones much but this one is quite the looker, isn't it? Not overdone in anyway, it's small, light (only 95g) and relatively user-friendly (considering it's not a Nokia or a Sony Ericsson).
Plus, the functions and features aren't half bad either. It boasts the much-talked-about-but-little-used-in-Malaysia 3G Technology, an expandable memory card ability (alongside its generous 50MB internal memory and already inserted 35MB memory card), an integrated MP3 player, video recording and video calling capability, a 1.0 Mega pixel camera with video, TFT & OLED colour displays, Bluetooth, Tri-Band as well as E-mail capability, meshed together with all other high-tech jazz.
But guys, listen up!
What I really like about it is its External LCD Display.
Sweeeeet.
What a spankin' phone.
I like.
Well, unfortunately for the likes of us, the Samsung Z500 hasn't reached Malaysian shores yet. It'd probably take awhile more, too. Especially since we haven't exactly jumped onto the 3G-bandwagon. Sigh. So guys, I guess it looks like we're not even close to smelling it here anytime soon. Talk about being pathetic, man. Sheesh.
As good as it is, the Samsung Z500 is already said to have been technologically replaced by the new Samsung Z510. Bleh. Whatever. I don't care. This phone says what I want to hear; it shows me what I want to see. It's gotta be better.
Okay, fine.
Go ahead and think I'm biased.
But then again, so what if I am?
The Samsung Z500 – a smart phone with a mind of its own.
"Sayang Pam", it says?
Ahhh, set la like that.
I've decided – I like it.
It's a clever one, this one.
Very smooth.
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So, the moral of today's post is: -
Listen to the phone.
As of this moment, I am officially obsessed. Been Nike-sports-pants crazy for a while now but today, I finally hit the whacko bar with my costliest buy yet.
Sakit.
*sighs*
Oh, but so pretty it is, no?
When I first saw (and fell in love with) this pair of tracks, I thought to myself, "Waaa. So nice! So gaya; summore so comfortable! I could definitely do with owning one of these babies, man!" Heh. Then after sneaking a peek at the price tag, I went, "WAAAA! CRAZY AH!? Raise real babies also cheaper, man!"
Dilemma.
So what did I do?
I did what Nike taught me to do.
Don't think already. Just buy la!
*contented sigh*
Well, ladies and gentlemen, this garment features the famed Dri-FIT fabric that supposedly "wicks perspiration to keep you dry and comfortable".
Riiiiggghhhtttt.
*blink blink*
But I so bought into it.
Sucker.
But then again, why ever not?
Yes yes. Dri-FIT's the way to go. And sure, too expensive and insanely overpriced, it is. But but but it's justifiable, right!? We're paying for groundbreaking fabric technology here, right!? It's supposed to keep me dry and comfortable, right!?
That's what I keep telling myself.
*repeats to self*
Technology costs money.
Technology costs money.
Technology costs money.
Technology costs money.
Aaarrgh, forget it.
This is way too much work.
Me's got spanky pants pants to enjoy.
Laters!
Hai-YAH!
Haih.
How to live like this?!
Fed up.
Newer.
(Pronunciation key: "neh-weer"; not "new-er".)
"Adverb-ian" Usage:
1. not ever; at no time:
…Q: Did you do it?
…A: I newer!
2. to no extent or degree:
…Q: Will you do it?
…A: Newer newer.
"Idiom-ic" Usage:
1. never mind, don't bother; don't concern yourself.
…Q: So how ah now?
…A: Newer mind la.
(Alternatively, a shorter, less time-consuming "neh-mind la" may be used.
"Adverbial-istic" Usage:
1. Not ever; on no occasion; at no time:
…Q: Have you ever been there?
…A: Newer got chance wor…
2. Not at all; in no way; absolutely not:
…Q: You sket ah?
…A: Newer la.
Sigh.
You know what?
I think it's time for some action.
I need to start looking for a job.
I newer yet.
=(
Sigh.
Turns out I have too much to say, and waaaay too little time to say it.
Dang.
That can't be good.
*puppy dog eyes*
Please?
Sigh.
Wait ah. They will come. Them posts, I mean. Pwomise.
Went back to the same Malay food store as I did back in December and saw the same nasty stuff, just like I saw the last time I was there.
Some things change when they clearly shouldn't;
some things never change although they should.
That's the deal with life, eh?
Went in search of a nail-clipper. Lost mine. Darn it. Mine was a good one. Sigh. Think the brand was Gracemate. Doesn't look like it's in production anymore. Sniff. They always have to pull the plug on the good stuff. Kebodohan. Anyway, here it is.
It's called The Classic Nail Clipper, by QVS Global Australia. Chrome plated, complete with fold-out file and key chain. Yeah, whatever. That's real fancy for a real normal-looking nail-clipper. Just don't be all talk, alright. You'd better "perform" as well as your predecessor, if not better. And that RM5.87 had better be worth it. Grrr.
Now THIS, I like.
Polycarbonate water tumblers that are light weight, extremely durable, odor free, stain resistant, dishwasher safe, and has a maximum temperature tolerance of 135ºC / 275ºF with a minimum temperature tolerance of -135ºC / -211ºF. Whoa. Talk about being tough! Use with glee for it comes with easy filling, cleaning and drinking. Yes, sir! Thumbs up for BROS! No… Make that TWO thumbs up – one for the red 365ml one, and another for the brown and turquoise 1125ml version.
And now, for the final purchase of the day…
Mickey for Kids with indicator bristles by Oral-B®.
*big fat cheesy grin*
Yeah, I know. It's for kids. =p But it only cost RM2.99! Haha. I really should stick to buying kiddie toothbrushes from now on. I bought a Hello Kitty one a couple of years back. For fun. Simply because it was too cute to be left on the shelf. It's still kept in storage. Haha. I'd show it to you but I'm too comfortable on my bed to get up, take a pic and upload it so you go on ahead and use some imagination, okay?
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Unkept nails are magnets for dirt and grime.
…Go cut your nails.
Avoid dehydration.
…Go drink plenty of water.
Oral hygiene is of primary importance.
…Go brush your teeth.
I've done my bit for humanity. =)
Sigh.
I mean, I always knew it'd happen one day. I just didn't expect that day to come so soon. It really is too soon. It seems like it was only yesterday that we welcomed you onto the shores of beautiful Penang and today… Sigh. My oh my, looks like you're all grown up, dear Queensbay Mall, Penang. Turns out good things don't last and free parking always has to come to an end.
Sigh.
*grumble grumble*
Well, due to this unfortunate circumstance, you've officially been moved to the blood sucker's not-so-anonymous group. Hmmph! Sigh. But okay la. I give you face. You're not as bad as that "Other One" nearer home. You know? You know?
Aih, forget it. You don't know.
Anyway, Queensbay charges are as such (for the time being).
RM1 per entry. Even on weekends!
Not so bad la. I think it's fair. For now.
Sigh.
So how?
PAY LA!
Well…
*grin*
22 (I don't care. I'm still 22) year old adults do it too.
*giggle*
Check this out.
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Question posed.
Question answered.
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Wheeee!
Woo hoo hoo!
Remember my dilemma 10 days back? The one where I had a 50 image upload quota right here in Friendster Blogs? Well guys, I found a loophole in the system! Woo hoo hoo! Did you notice that I had a picture in my last post? Haha. Coolness, no? And if you didn't know, it's still January. Wee hee hee!
I never knew that cheating a system is this much fun. It's exhilarating, actually. Makes the head rush and the blood gush. Fun! Fun! Fun! No wonder hackers keep at what they do. Haha. It's addictive!
You've just been outwitted!
Wakakaka!
*rolls on floor laughing*
Well, here's to pictures always
and not a day without
when I really want 'em.
Cheers!
Malaysia's healthcare industry needs a good kick in the butt for it has a lot of bucking up to do. This ain't a joke, fellas. Don't forget that the wealth of a country is judged by the health of its people. This is serious business, okay! I kid you not. Laggards, we are. Depressing, it is. Suck big time, we do.
I mean, come on! Technology has come a long way but where's that state-of-the-art technology when it comes to healthcare!? I'm not seeing it. In fact, we're so far behind that we're still jamming needles the size of bamboo sticks into patients in order to vaccinate them. Sheesh! And don't say I'm exaggerating. I'm not. Hey, I'm not!
We need to invest in the healthcare industry, people. If any of you grow up to become politicians or doctors in this sorry Land of the Bamboo Needles, make sure you do something about the wretched healthcare situation. I've heard of non-needle vaccines that are taking the world by storm. I think it's a fascinating field that should be given the limelight it deserves. Getting a shot without being pricked? Heaven! So tell me, why aren't we seeing any of them non-needle vaccines around?
I've heard of jabs that shoot a spray of the vaccine so strongly that it penetrates the skin and enters the bloodstream without even requiring a needle. Still sounds a little painful but, at least there's no needle. And, okay. Fine. If it's considered too costly or too expensive to provide an entire nation with such high-tech means of medical care, then at least give us something like vaccine patches or vaccine nasal sprays – anything that's pain-free. Come on! I don't think I'm being too demanding. Be nice for once, you men in them white lab-coats!
Aaarrgghhhh!
I. Hate. Needles.
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It's been a whole four years gone by
but it just ain't gettin' any better.
Sigh.
Today's your day.
I miss you dearly.
Another three and a half days
till the pics repossess their legal right
to "Get Loaded".
Tick tock, tick tock.
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50 photos only!? Not enough la wei. And cheh. Upgrade my account by BUYING wor. What I'm using now is "Friendster Blogs Free (Ad-Supported)" – the default one that every Friendster member has. Free wan la. Hence the Fart Button Ads and all that. Hey, those ads pay for my space, okay! I'll just leave them where they are. After all, they don't bother me THAT much. Hmmm. Except for that stupid smiley that always freaks me out when he/she/it goes, "OHMYGAWD! GO AWAY!" Haha. Well, whatever it is, no choice la, guys. Masa kini Zaman Darurat… Plus, I'm kiam siap. =p
Anyway, they suggested that I go for "Friendster Blogs Plus" but that costs $8.95/month or $89.50/year. Sure, I'd have more control and stuff but… $8.95/month or $89.50/year!? Dun wan larrr. But you see, Friendster's smart. There's a cheaper type they didn't highlight to me. It's "Friendster Blogs Basic" that costs $4.95/month or $49.50/year. Sure, it's comparatively cheaper but there are hardly any perks to it aside from the fact that it's ad-free. Cheh. No need lar. Let that smiley die shouting. I don't care.
But of course, the ultimate Friendster blog type is "Friendster Blogs Pro". It goes for a whooping $14.95/month or $149.50/year. Ouch! Kononnya I'll have expert control over HTML, archive types, and unlimited weblogs. Also they added the million dollar line, "Perfect for advanced users". Bleh. Me not so advanced lar. Forget it. I'll be amateur if it saves me $14.95/month or $149.50/year. No problem. Amateur pun amateur lah! Biak pi. Aku tak peduli.
Now what?
*scratches head*
But I've got so, so, so many pictures prepared for you guys!
*sniffle*
Very's not really supposed to go hand in hand with Many.
And when it's Many it's supposed to be NappIES (plural).
And my post title is waaaay too long this time around.
But…
*whines*
They rhyme better this way!
*grin*
So why the nappy craze, you ask?
Here's why.
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She was walking along the aisles of Tesco
when her eyes caught sight of something
that stopped her in her tracks.
*blink blink*
Goodness.
Lampin Bayi Pakai Buang.
Hmmm. Riighhhhtttt.
What's up with Tesco diapers, you may think.
Let's zoom in for a better look, shall we?
Oh, look at that – teddy outlines!
Cute. Real cute.
But suddenly…
"Aiyo, when my grandchildren come ah, I'll buy and let them wear!"
Really now.
*nervous laughter*
Uh oh. Die.
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Everything's branded these days. Even nappies!
It's insane. Commercialism kills, man. Sigh.
No matter…
I tell you, my kid's gonna be walking around
with Garflied's face plastered on his or her ass.
*nods*
Yes yes. Stylo-milo mini Tinki.
Then he paused.
"Will you miss me when I'm gone?"
She laughed.
"Eh, Uncle. That's not a serious question la. That's a stupid question," she replied.
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Why do people always do this? They tell us that they're posing a "serious question" but in actual fact, what they REALLY WANT is a serious *bold, Italic, underline* ANSWER. All my friend did was ask me if he could ask a serious question. Of course, he can! Haha. I just don't have to respond with a serious answer if I don't want to. =p
I don't understand some people some times. Haha.
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Personal Message
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Dear Friend a.k.a Mr LWL,
If you had asked the right question,
I'd have given you the right answer.
*snicker*
My writing's fine as it is,
- pamsong -
It's no secret that Tinki's single. No, no. It's no secret at all. She hasn't gone all exclusive with any guy. Not yet. And perhaps not anytime soon. It doesn't look like it's even an item on her To-Do List (not that she even has one) of the season. But of late, a significant number of people have asked why she's chosen to remain unattached.
Heh. Not very helpful, is it?
So, to tell you the truth, I really don't know. I mean, it's not that I don't want a guy by my side. I do. And it's not like I don't want to love and be loved in return by someone I can call out, "Hey, boyfriend", to. I do. And heck, it's not like I don't know any good guys, you know. It's just that they're good guys whom I'd gladly introduce to friends. Sigh.
So I did this test. Haha. Yes, I'm a sucker for online tests. This time, I went for one that would answer the question I couldn't answer by myself: Why Are You Still Single?
And now, the answer to that question, I reveal to you.
TADA!
You know, I think Tickle got it right. I don't believe that excitement in a relationship should come with a due-date. How could it? In fact, every day should be more exciting than the last. Heck, you're with the love of your life, for goodness sakes! Sigh. I don't know. Perhaps it's just me… but I think it's important to woo the love of your life every single day that you share together. Sadly though, not enough people think this way. =(
And yes, there are so many things that I still want in life. So many things that I still long for. So many things I want to achieve with this life that I've been given. I am idealistic in many ways and that probably comes with a price. Sigh. Singlehood's not letting me off easy. Not unless I just "settle". But that's not what I want to do. I don't want to just "settle". No. I know I don't. But if I don't, everything from there and beyond becomes a risk. Sigh. Am I really ready to risk it all by investing all that I am in another? Am I ready to put my heart on the line for a chance at love? Am I ready to go through all the ups and downs that inevitably come with being in a relationship with another?
So I guess that's it. It's singlehood for me. For now. From now until I find it in myself to let my heart go. To release it into the care of another. I'm not ready to lose it if I'm not a hundred percent sure it'll be given the tender-loving-care it needs. I owe it to myself to protect my heart this time around. So, yeah. You're right, Tickle. I don't wanna commit.
Baby, yes. Boyfriend, no.
*scratches head*
How la now!?
?!?
*grumble grumble*
Yeah. Right.
Dun bluff.
*grumble grumble*
If so, where's my money? Hand it over. One bag at a time.
Darn it, I should have a legal right to be a multi-millionaire by now.
*grumble grumble*
Wise words, indeed.
But wait.
Wise words? Whom by?
Let's zoom in for a better look, shall we?
Huh? Sunway Pyramid? Liars, you. This is plagiarism!!! It's by Arthur Robert Ashe, Jr., you lying buggers. Sigh. What is the world coming to? Everybody's ripping quotes from everybody else without anybody saying anything about anything to anyone! Ish. Cite lar! So hard issit? Sheesh. Plus, you didn't even give us the whole quote. Quoted in full, it goes like this: -
Waaa. Give us the whole success talk but take out the less inspiring parts like "Not everyone can be Number 1" la! Too much. I'll bet the great Ms S. would consider this a fallacy of some kind, Sunway. Hmmph! I feel cheated upon.
Now, guess where this pic was taken at. See that door-lock on the far right of that pic? Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls of all ages, I snapped this pic in a toilet cubicle! First floor, last cubicle of the Ladies near the ice-skating ring.
Heck, they don't even do this in colleges and institutions of higher learning, man. I believe that we should be left to do our business in peace without having to memorize quotes or think of success. These people are nuts, I tell you.
"Live well."
*snort*
Say what? Live well?
Hah. Fat chance of that happening if we're not even given the freedom to fully concentrate on what we're doing while we're in there. And women are said to multitask, okay! If guys had such quotes in front of their urinals (do you?), they'd probably be wetting their pants and watering their shoes half the time.
Well, guys. Enough with the rambling. I'm heading off to dreamland. Sorry about the flash in the first picture. Haha. Gabrah. I tried to be quick so I didn't bother changing the camera settings when I first started snapping. Bad move. In the end, I think I ended up attracting more attention with the whole mini-lightning-in-the-last-cubicle event so the rest of the pics aren't as focused as I'd like them to be.
Lesson learnt: Set then only proceed to snap.
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p/s: I always wanted to write a post about this. Ever since
the first time I saw those blasted "Words of Wisdom".
Heh. Well, I finally did it today. Wheee!
I did me some Tickle Tests some time back and only now do I have the time to post some of my more "interesting findings".
*smile slowly falters*
*frown*
Okay, fine. I don't exactly have the time but I can't sleep, so bugger off and stop patronizing me. Hmmph! I WANT to sleep okay. I do. Promise; cross my heart and never want to die. But heck, I'm on drowsy meds and I still can't sleep! It ain't my fault no more. Turn those judgmental eyes away from me! If you ever so much as point an accusing finger at me, I'm pointing all of mine at you. PLUS TOES and TONGUE! Blah!
Now you've done it.
I forgot what I meant to say.
*scrolls upwards to check on post title*
Oh, yes! My Tickle Test result.
(This is but an excerpt from a looong list of areas my personality profile covered.)
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WHAT!?!
ONE out of a HUNDRED, you say?!?
*blink blink*
Wow. Am I really that tough on people? I mean I always knew I wasn't exactly the most sympathetic, nor empathetic one around but… Come on! Am I REALLY that tough on people?! Goodness! Well, it looks like if you're looking for a shoulder to cry on or a listening ear to pour out your troubles to, I'm not your girl. Nope. Turns out I handle things differently. I do it "Guy Style". I solve problems; I offer solutions; I come up with plans; and I fix whatever needs fixing.
I have no feelings and I was born without a heart.
The perfect combo. Great. Just great.
One out of a hundred!?
Dang.
No wonder my friends think I don't care about them.
Sigh.
Time flies these days. And it tells me one thing: I'm getting old. That stupid clock just keeps ticking and the problem is I ain't getting any younger. Tick tock, it goes. Lau liao, I know.
So I figured that if any change should come, it's gotta come now. It's gotta come before I get too old to keep up with it. Don't wanna go breaking my bones in the process of trying to catch up.
Remember my dilemma on the 4th of January,
entitled "I kicked 2006 butt! Yeah!"?
Remember it now?
Well, I'm facing that demon today. Grrrr.
Die! Die! DIEEEE!
Yeessss! VICTORY!
*blinks*
Sigh.
Change sucks.
=(
I am loved. Nuff said. =)
Literally.
Saw this drop the moment I stepped out of the car and onto Selangor tar. What a welcome. The red carpet entrance really is glistening this time round with avian feces – all wet, warm… and throughly disgusting, thank you very much. Just look at the size of that baby, man! Dang! It's a good thing it landed on the ground and not anywhere else or I'd probably have terrorized the entire neighbourhood by screaming my lungs out.
Oh, how KL welcomes me back with open arms.
I'm so feelin' the love right now.
Well, here it is again for your viewing pleasure.
The aviator's drop, up-close and personal.
SPLAT.
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You stupid birds.
Noah should have drowned you.
He should have drowned all of you.
Was planning to update my Friendster New Year shoutout (it's been there for over a week, I think) when suddenly, upon scrolling downwards towards the "Blogs & Reviews" section, something awfully familiar caught my eye.
JENG!!!
Haha. Check this out, man. The coolness of it all. Tinki's Friendster New Year shoutout was quoted in another blog! Look! Look!
I don't know why but I have to say that I'm pretty darn excited! Haha. It's almost like… Uh, like… Aha! It's almost like being a songwriter and then hearing my own song being played on radio. So very ONs, man, the feeling. Wheee!
But now, the thing is, I'm in a slight fix. Dilemma kau kau, all because of my inner-usually-suppressed-and-always-hidden-from-view Kiasu Queen spirit that's just fighting its way out. Sigh. See, if I remove or change my Friendster New Year shoutout now, it no longer shows that it was from me. Meaning, the quote dies for there's no original quote for today's featured blogger to have quoted from! Noooo! I can't let that happeeeeeen!
How now?
To "Edit | Delete" or not to "Edit | Delete" – that is the question.
Popped by Gurney Plaza yesterday and saw the cutest bibs in all the planet. I managed to sneak a shot of the pretty array of candy-coloured baby goo-collectors. Sho sho sho shweet! Like a lady said in FRIENDS when Chandler and Joey lost Ross' baby: "My uterus just skipped a beat." So did mine. =)
Sigh. You know, they should really ban people from selling kiddie stuff in shopping malls. There should be shops that require proof of Marriage Certificates before people are even allowed to enter to get glimpses of such stuff. The government really is too lax when it comes to this.
I. Want. A. Kid.
NOW!
Stupid bibs.
*huffs*
The family was gathered together. It was celebration time. Her cousin just had a daughter. She just had a niece. Her second one. You know, one of those small, two-and-a-half month old, milk-sucking-always-sleeping-unless-eating-pooing-or-crying little things. These little creatures, unlike durians, smell like heaven, but cry like hell (if you're not a milking momma).
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His eyes scanned the room. After looking around, the awful truth suddenly dawned upon him. He realized that he was the only one in his generation who was present, who wasn't yet a grandpa.
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He turned to her and asked, "Eh! When's my turn?"
*gulp*
Uh oh. Die.
"Sorry la. Husband also cannot find; boyfriend pun tak ada.
You just have to wait laaaa, " came the reply.
Stress.
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Her daughter came over with stories of how her husband wanted to be a grandpa now. She smiled and looked at her daughter. "I also want to be a grandma wat," she said with a smile. "I just didn't want to stress you only. That's why I didn't tell you," she continued, with the smile still dancing on her lips.
I just have this one thing to say. It's very important. Just bear with me for a little while, okay? Please? I just HAVE to say this. I wouldn't and couldn't possibly forgive myself if I didn't. Okay? Just this once. I promise. Pretty please?
TADA! Haha. Yes yes. It's finally come to pass. 2006 has gone so-long-farewell, and 2007 is already in full swing. Now all I have to do is figure out a new way to sign my signature with a "2007" instead of a "2006". Sigh. My unagi powers tell me that this year is going to be a year of hard work, early mornings and late nights. Sigh. And it's a great, big "uh-oh" right there, y'all. Woo-freaking-hoo.
Okay. That's it.
I'm so not starting my year right.
*sighs*
I know! Let's go back to the beginning and start over.
5, 4, 3, 2, 1… HAPPY NEW YEAR, folks!
*grin*
Hey you,
I thought of you today. Sigh. It feels like it's been so long since I've done so. I'm sorry. I want you to know that I've missed you. I've missed you a lot. I hope you've missed me, too.
Well, I'm all grown up now, you know. Uh, kinda. I'll be working real soon! Though I know that no matter what, I'll always be little in your eyes – just PamPam to you. But then, you're not here to see it all, are you? No. Sigh. I still wish that you could have been there. During my graduation. I wish that you could have seen it. It wasn't a very happy day for me… But if you were there, perhaps it'd have been different.
There are so many things that are coming and I sure wish you can be there to witness it all. You know? Stuff like getting my first paycheck, my wedding, the birth of my first child, and the second and third and fourth. Haha. Nah. Just two for me, thank you. =p But then, I'm sure you'd still be happy with two. And you'd have so spoilt them rotten. I'm sure they'd love you to bits. They would if they had the chance to.
When I think of you, I just want to turn back time and go back to those PamPam days when life was good. YOU made life good. I long for those days, you know. I did, and I still do. I wish I'd have told you then about how I felt. Well, I'm telling you now. I hope you're listening. I know we never spoke of mushy things of such. It made you uncomfortable but I'm guessing you knew. I'm hoping you knew.
• I miss those times we spent together.
• I miss those silent moments we used to share.
• I miss the way you recorded my favorite dramas and cartoons for me.
• I miss the way you used to pat me to sleep and re-pat me to sleep each time I moved a muscle.
• I miss the times we sneaked around behind Mummy's back.
• I miss the times you brought me to the movies.
• I miss the bike-rides in the rain.
• I miss the choose-your-own-birthday-gift tradition we used to have.
• I miss the times we sat on the swing waiting.
• I miss the way you religiously folded your newspaper daily and stacked them up.
• I miss hearing code numbers only you and I understood – "second row, third one."
• I miss the secret angpow packets the others knew nothing about.
• I miss the PamPam-styled food you'd let me eat.
• I miss the lunches in bed in front of the telly.
• I miss the weekly McDonald's meals.
• I miss the way you used to banjir my dinner with soup.
• I miss the times you stole rambutans for me.
• I miss the sugarcane cubes you used to painstakingly "massacre" just for me.
• I miss the guava you always prepared that were pickled to perfection each and every time.
I don't understand how things changed so quickly for us. Time flew by too swiftly and somehow or another, growing-up took me on a different path – one that I saw very little of you. I wish it didn't. I know you'd have loved to have been wherever I was. But… oh well. I'll see you again, won't I? I can't wait. Hang in there, okay. Wait till I get there.
Love,
Your PamPam
Received some disturbing news today. Been thinking a lot about thinking about nothing for it eases some of the stress that comes from thinking and significantly lightens the load. (Yes, self deception and all that other yada-yada actually works.)
Well, decided to get back to doing online quizzes. It's been awhile. Well,
talk about in-your-face-cannot-ignore-anymore results. Bleh. Look…
| Your Brain's Pattern |
 Your mind is a multi-dimensional wonderland with many layers. You're the type that always has multiple streams of thought going, and you can keep these thoughts going at any time. You're very likely to be engaged in deep thought and deep conversation. |
Great. Just great. Simply fantastic. Just perfect. Grrr. How ironic that this be so. Ugh. Gimmie a break, man. And fine. If not for me, at least for my poor, overworked and very tired brain. My brain and I would be eternally grateful. Thank you for your kind consideration.
If you're interested in doing this quiz, here it is.
What Pattern Is Your Brain?
Go knock yourselves out.
Sigh.
Hmmm. Perhaps I DO think too much sometimes. And perhaps I SHOULD lighten up a little. You know? Cut my so-called "multi-dimentional" brain some slack. But then again, perhaps it's a good thing. Hmmm. Nah. Probably not. Not when there are too many thoughts running in parallel succession in this head of mine. Aarrrrgh! Just stop.
I have this friend (that I have yet to meet in person) who (apparently) inspires me to be a better, more creative (and very much lamer) writer. When we chat, I find that I come up with the most ridiculous ideas and statements. In fact, they're so incredibly silly (it's a nicer word to use as opposed to "lame") that I felt compelled to share them with you. Such idiocies should never be put to waste, neither should they ever be forgotten. I will look back on tonight and laugh – long, hard and loud. Haha. Tonight, it were these two cases that cracked me up. They cracked me up kau kau. =p
ANSWER: Simply because 2007 is not one,
but TWO Double-07 (007) Agents!
*snicker*
And then there was Part 2. JENG!
Aha! The story intensifies as we move along.
She's stuck somewhere with some stranger by her side who was having a ball of a time farting beside her like nobody's business. Yuck! Disgusting to the max! *skin crawls* So, thing was, we pushed the thought aside, moved on and spoke about other things – the birds and the bees, the sun and the sky, the moon and the stars, and all that jazz. Then we spoke of "Talk versus Action". Uh oh. Bad move. Haha. See, the equation quickly became as such: -
= [Tinki's brain searches for words to describe
"Talk vs. Action" based on the available scenario]
Haha. Well, my brain came up with this: -
"Action's the shit, but talk's just all fart."
*blink blink*
Say what?!? Haha.
*laughs head off*
Brilliant, no? I amaze myself. The human mind is a freaky thing. Haha. But true ma. Think about it! Come on, you have to admit that I made perfect sense in the sickest (and lamest) way possible! Haha. Ain't copywriting cool? It's amazing what a little bit of wordplay can bring forth. Double meanings galore! She now calls herself my very own Li'l (Midnight) Inspiration. Haha. Rigggghht.
"On the fifth day of Christmas my true love gave to me,
fiveeee goldeeeeen riiiiiiiinnnnngs!"
After a whole 12 months of waiting, after 12 months of jingle-less living, after 12 months being devoid of all Christmas cheer, it's finally back! Woo hoo! And it's back way better than before! This year, I have Mid Valley Megamall to thank for returning me my Christmas buzz.
I have to admit, due to the fact that my trusty external hard disk has been out of commission lately, my Christmas spirit has taken a longer time to "install" itself. But, thanks to the very-heavily-decorated Mid Valley Megamall, it's back! So pretty, I tell you. It's a land of lollies and gingerbread houses there. It's pretty, pretty, pretty and a whole lot of fun, fun, fun! Wheee! Haha.
I've just got this thing about Christmas songs. I listen to Christmas songs all year round, actually. Haha. Yes, I do that. So sue me. Why put good music to waste just because it's not "the right time" to play it? Bleh. There ain't no "right time" for Christmas tunes, okay. Everyday's Christmas. =)
I received my first Christmas gift a week or two ago, a second about a week ago, and I got my third just yesterday! Nice! I love Christmas, alright. Haha. All that sharing, caring, gift-giving, loving, dancing, singing, caroling, mistletoe-ing (not that we have that over here), ice-skating (with fake ice at Sunway Pyramid)… Sighs. It just makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.
Yes, yes. I'm a sucker for commercialized Christmases. I like fancy-schmancy decorations, pretty twinkly lights, rows and rows of candy-canes, Christmas trees as tall as men on stilts, and plenty of (fake) presents under trees. Sigh. So nice.
*snicker*
"We wish you a merry Christmas and a hap-peeeey neeeew yeeeear!
Ho! Ho! Ho! Merry Christmas, y'all! And a happy new year!
p/s: I know it ain't Christmas yet
but you're always welcomed to
come back and read the wishes again
on the 25th of December 2006. =)
*points below*
You know? The wanting-to-stay-up-but-falling-asleep-and-then-landing-on-your-face-and-getting-up-again-pretending-nothing's-happened thing… before the cycle repeats itself all over again? Haha. Nah, I didn't land on my face (though my head feels like lead that's further weighed down with a heap-load of rocks right now). No no, I love my comp waaay too much to do that. =)
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Personal Message
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Dear Friend (you know who you are),
Thanks for sharing. And yes,
Sleepy Spudgy's super-duper cute. =)
Signed,
Sleepy Tinki
And it's all thanks to my very own Tiga Sekawan. For the first time ever, Tinki Talks brings you the BlackBoxes behind the blog. Presenting: -
Mr Switch!
…and the latest addition to the family,
the baby of the group but the biggest in size,
Mr Lightning Protector!
Wah! The last one's quite stylo-milo, right? Sexy black and all that. Haha. Had to get it la. The lightning fried my modem twice in the last year. (The latest one being my reason for not posting for the past week.) Enough was enough. It was time to bring in "Security" to kick-lightning-butt. =p
TADA!
*clap clap*
Well, finally! It's been waaaay too long and dear Internet, I've missed you so. My days have seemed bleak and dreary, and everything seemed colourless on the days we hadn't any contact. We've been apart for far too long and it's very unhealthy. It doesn't help to promote the consistent development of our "relationship" as partners in CyberWorld. Never leave me again? You've got another friend by your side now, anyways. One more BlackBox to add to the Brady Bunch next to the stairs. He'll look out for you, for sure. He'd better be worth it. He didn't exactly come cheap.
*blinks*
On a less cheery note,
it stinks to have a busted lip
and a twisted ankle.
Bleh. So no fun.
What an achievement!
*grins*
Okay, fine. Last I posted was on November the 28th. But still, considered okay ma. It's been 4 days! FOUR whole days! I think I did pretty well. I deserve and award. Oh wait, I did get one. Check it out!
But really. I thought it was a bit kiam siap of the awarder. A bit la. I mean, I'm understanding and all that. That's why "a bit" only la. For other people, it'd probably be "a lot". Cheh. Why? Cos… Gold only meh? Platinum is the way to go, Mister! Aih. Dunno wan. Tsk tsk. Gold no more "In", okay.
*blinks*
I haven't posted since last month, man!
Bravo to me.
*clap clap*
*bow bow*
That's all folks! I'd love to be hugging my Limited Edition Fart Button to sleep but they have yet to send me the real thing. Will let you guys know if I get it for real. Some people are just all talk sometimes, you know? I wonder if it'll be the same this time round. Oh well, for now, it'll just be me and my pillows. Goodnight.
Always get 8 hours of sleep a day.
……
This public service announcement was
brought to you by Tinki Talks.
*claps*
That was what the flowers looked like on the 25th of November – just three days ago. Heck, I bought me one of nature's miracles! This bunch had three different colour flowers blooming from just one stalk! Cool, huh? Everybody say, "Waaa."
Well, I took another set of pics a day after cos they were just oh-so-pwetty. I totally went crazy with the digicam. CRAZY! All hail digital cameras and film-less technology. Snap here, snap there. From every which angle possible. Haha. Thank goodness I don't have a roommate. She'd think I were freakishly-insanely-obsessed with the flowers. Sigh.
Come, come! Let me show you the wonder of the Eustoma.
Firstly, there's PURPLE from the bigger,
already-opened-before-being-imported blooms.
The sweet, wintery pastel kind. So nice!
Next, there's the classic WHITE from the smaller,
we-were-blooming-midway-when-those-stupid-humans
-cut-us-from-mama-tree blooms. Hmmm. As you can see,
they aren't exactly pure white. They have a very, very, very
pale shade of green. Just that slight tinge that gave off an effect I liked. =)
And finally, there was the very funky LIME GREEN from the
teeny-tiny-killed-before-birth-and-never-gonna-see-the-sun buds.
So refreshing! The perfect topping for the perfect flower.
All in all, I got me TWO fully bloomed purple buds, TWO recently-bloomed white ones, FOUR half-white-half-green-on-the-way-there buds, and SIX tiny lime green fresh-looking-but-going-nowhere buds. That's a grand total of FOURTEEN buds! A pretty good buy, no? And all this for just RM3. Hah! Whoever said imported flowers were expensive just didn't know where to shop.
They still look pretty hot now, actually (much to my surprise). In fact, I think they look better now than they did when I took the pictures. The purple flowers still look okay, all the half-bloomed buds are close to being in full bloom while the really small buds are now… well, still buds. Haha. Apparently they don't bloom anymore since they're imported. Only the half-bloomed ones continue blooming till they reach maturity though they don't change colour anymore. Hmmm.
*sighs*
So nice.
*blinks and shakes head*
Anyways…
*raises glass*
…TO THE FUTURE!
May it bring me and you plenty of good times to be cherished,
good friends along our way and a host of unforgettable experiences!
As I was reminded on the 19th of November 2006: -
For the future to become the present, something in life must die.
It's time to move on for as we hold on to what's past,
greater things lie dormant, patiently awaiting our embrace.
*clink*
p/s: If you guys were blur about the title and the last part,
the flowers are also known as the "Flower of the Future".
*blinks*
Sheesh. I don't believe I just explained my post.
*frowns*
Dang. I think I just did.
See! So nice! This particular one was her favourite bloom of the lot. Tinki got eight altogether. EIGHT! Yay! One for every other day of the week, and two for last night. Uh, today. Whatever. You get what Tinki means.
Brad wed woses sho nishe!
(No, I didn't forget. I'm still baby-crazy.)
*sigh*
Tinki's happy.
Sorry. Correction.
Tinki's very happy.
*smile*
I.
Am.
So.
Tired.
*rubs left eye*
Need.
Sleep.
Now.
Zzz.
*snore*
The sun already came up and went down on the 21st of November but I'm still smiling as I type on my laptop, thinking about the day that just went by and all the events that came along with it.
…
From recycled boxes to be feared to wads of balled up cash.
…
From car accidents to being pleasantly surprised with
a birthday song and a cake from the-people-behind-the-lorry.
…
From being sabo-ed to sweet sweet payback on
the-girl-in-the-room-next-door.
…
From wake-up calls to a pretty dozen rose bouquet.
…
From the Tandoori Chicken hunt to dinner at TSB.
I loved it all!
Thanks, guys.
Thanks for making my day
a day as great as it was.
Lots of love and hugs,
enough to go around.
So, what more could a girl want on her birthday?
Nothing.
That's what.
*smiles*
You know how sometimes, somethings happen that confuse you a the point where you don't know whether to laugh or to cry? Well, I was given the chance at that experience today. Zippedy-doo-dah for me.
Okay, so here's how the story goes. I fell victim to a car accident fraud. Sigh. Scary things happen in the Klang Valley, my friends. It's not safe here. Not even in supposedly safe housing estates or neighbourhoods. Not even in our own homes, I tell ya. Always watch your back and keep your eyes and ears open. You never know who's out there roaming the streets and hiding behind lorries just waiting to attack you. Yeah, you got that right. I got attacked, too. Sigh. I should have seen it coming. I should have seen THEM coming.
*blinks*
Uh, no pun intended.
And will you look at that. Just look at that! The bugger furthest to the right who was crouching behind the sofa had ketchup in his left hand! Oh, puh-leeze. Just cos it's balled into a fist don't think that I don't know, okay. I may need glasses but I'm not blind, okay. I smell out rats like you from miles away, okay. Don't mess with Tinki in her house, okay. Sure to kena ketchup back, okay.
Plus, now, it's all in the pictures. All the proof I'd ever need. You're dead meat. Same goes to those who sabo-ed me whilst we were taking our first group pic. I KNOW WHO YOU ARE. Ketchup was my enemy; it is now my friend. Getting even is going to be a heap load of fun. Heh heh.
Well, my most trusted friend of the night?
Introducing 'Mr Ambi Pur: After Tobacco', high quality real perfume
that doesn't cause messy staining with instant and longer lasting freshness
that's consistent in fragrance from the first to the last spray.
*clap clap*
Mr Pur, I feel so much safer when you're around. I know I can always count on you to protect me from savage wild beasts who roam the living room with soiled hands as well as from wannabe negotiators. You're a good friend. That, you are. You don't smell half bad either. Good on ya.
Aih, stress betul!
It was Mafia in REAL LIFE, I tell ya.
TRUST NO ONE!
NO ONE AT ALL!
No. One.
…or you risk getting a cheek full of ketchup and a chin full of cream.
Haha. Sniff. Haha.
But really…
Thanks guys. I had a blast.
*smile*
And don't worry.
*mischievous glint in eye*
The story doesn't end here.
Wait till it's YOUR day.
That's when the fun really begins.
*evil grin*
Just you wait.
*snicker*
NOTICE: This is considered a very personalized-ish post by Tinki Talks standards.
Perhaps I should start one of those rating systems like those 18SX or 18PL thingys. Think that'd work better as opposed to having a notice each time posts get too narcissistic or personal for Tinki Talks? Hmmm. But then again, I like writing those notices. It's a heap load of fun when I'm dead bored. Hmmm. Will think about it some more.
ANYWAY, the most amazing thing happened today!!!
I was on kid-watch again this Sunday morning. Couldn't wait to lay my hands on a number of kids (in a good, holy and pure way, of course) whom I've missed over the week. Got up and was all prepared to look 'teacher-y' – one's gotta play the part through and through, you know? =p
…It's supposed to make me look smarter and more intelligent so that they'll respect Teacher Pam for her brains. Also, the glasses help me freak the kids out when I stare them in the eyes for making too much noise. *snicker*
…Some kids grow up with hair fetishes. It's creepy. They like eating hair – chewing on it. Yuck. Also, pinning it up and keeping my fringe out of my face helps keep cookie crumbs and Mamee out of my hair.
…We have to take off whatever's on our feet before we can enter the children's room. Yes, yes. We care for your children's health and safety. Their lives and hygiene are our priority. No shoes or slippers allowed.
…It helps when you're taking care of the younger kids cos it doesn't kill the skin on your arms when you hold or carry them for long periods of time. Plus, it's too much trouble bringing a jacket along in case I got cold. I've got kids to keep an eye out for. A tag-along jacket's too much of a hassle.
While watching out for one of the very-cute-but-more-"sticky" kids, something happened which made my heart soar! I think the little fella probably forgot that his mom already left and that I was watching him or something. I don't know. But I don't care. Haha. Because, he played with his food, fed me some really really good tasting biscuits, asked for water, ate Mamee, turned to me…
…and called me "Mama".
*blinks*
Say what?
*blink blink*
Did…did…did… you. uh. like. uh. just. call. me. "Mama"?
*pulls determined face*
I WANNA HAVE A KID!
Aww. So cute! Me likes! Lots!
*frowns*
NOW NOW NOW!
*blinks again*
Sniff.
*frowns again*
Darn it. My equation's going the wrong way.
Guy first, baby second, woman!
Aaarrrrgh! Noooooo!
*frowns again*
How now?
*pouts*
Bleh.
We pulled it off.
*blink blink*
We actually pulled it off!
Look at us!
Woo hoo!
And check out our "blessed pots", guys.
And due to a certain Tinki Talks Policy (which all you potbless attendees are aware of), since I couldn't name us by face, I'll resort to describing the food and providing credits along with it. Haha.
From front to back:
(1) KFC (both Hot & Spicy and Original Recipe).
…by Jacob.
(2) Fruits (i.e. plums and super duper fantastically sweet grapes).
…by EngKim.
(3) (Boneless, skinless) Chicken Soup with Potatoes and Carrots.
…by pamsong.
(4) Curry Chicken (without herbs).
…by Ming.
(5) Tomyam Bee Hoon.
…by Caleb.
And for the following, I'm sorry to say that faceless pictures are unavailable. =p
(6) Drinks (i.e. Pokka Green Tea, Pokka Lemon Tea and Lipton Mango Ice Tea).
…by Shirley.
(7) Ice-cream (i.e. Wall's Mini Cornetto, Wall's Cornetto and very melted Tropical "S-Lime". *snicker*).
…by David.
(8) Chocolate Cake (served on toilet paper).
…by Leon.
Food was good. Whoever came up with too-many-cooks-spoil-the-broth obviously never got to enjoy a potbless like ours. Haha. I think we did pretty well, no?
The cake on toilet paper episode…
…and the slimy ice-cream.
Haha. Sorry.
Picture unavailable for this last one.
And TV rocked, as always. It was good laughs watching people clump along on insanely high platforms then tripping on the runway, or doing fake-falls for pictures of the "poetry-in-motion" kind and all the other la-di-da. And not to forget, who would've thought that sarcasm in a hospital could have been so entertaining? TV time was a good way to pass the time while the Tomyam Bee Hoon Sifu was hard at work in the kitchen. Haha.
And Mafia, Mafia, Mafia. Sigh. Too many lies, too much deception… and too many broken hearts. A whole lot of fun, but… not good. Taboo next time, alright? Haha.
Anyways, thanks, guys. Monday, the 13th of November, 2006 – a night to remember. It was a blast. And yeah, we should do it again sometime. =)
Okay, this was a very personal-ish post. An over-share for sure. Ugh.
Wikipedia tells me that "withdrawal refers to the characteristic signs and symptoms that appear when a drug that causes physical dependence is regularly used for a long time and then suddenly discontinued or decreased in dosage."
You see, I've been on a certain 'drug' for a while now. I admit it. (I heard it's the first step towards recovery.) But I've not been indulging myself. Really. Only once a week. I promise. Once, and no more. Till next week comes along. And really, if I happen to be out of town during the times when the 'drug' is dished out, I don't even hallucinate, scream, kick or shout. Sure, I wish I were right there lapping it all up. But then, TInki Boleh! Boleh apa? Boleh tahan!
But ever since this month began, they stopped giving out the 'drug' at the right times. Darn those people. The dispensary's never open when I'm free and it only dispenses my particular 'drug' at the oddest times! Come on! Ugh! Of all the rotten luck.