Archive for March, 2006

Tuesday March 14, 2006

Published on March 14, 2006 in Uncategorized. 18 Comments

Exactly a year ago, Joyce emo-ed cos there wasn’t alcohol at an event :p
And exactly a year ago as well, *you* know and *i* know what happened
*click*

Went to watch V For Vendetta  just now
With SmallSerenaC and Milkah
At first, i felt it a *tad* draggy
Then the story ended better then i expected
So i was happy
Go watch!


Hitz.FM Turned Nine

And so will *i* soon!
Cos i turned 8 last year remember?
Yes, i’m delusional.
Leave me be it makes me happy

So here are some of the belated pictures from the Hitz.fm 9th Birthday Bash @ Malacca

Even tho Smellie looks horrid, i look kinda angelic and nice here
So i say the pic goes up! Hahaha!



Ahwin has a Nemo hairstyle
We say he’s copying JasonLo

I love talking to Jayram, especially during the BL sessions ;)
His teeth look like Chiclets (did i spell that right?)

It was pretty hot and we stood around in the shade

And here… is the moment Adam was officially announced as Hitz.fm’s newest DJ
*clap*clap*clap*

Brian = Don’tTouchBrian cos he’s Steph’s
And she’s damn ganas and no doubt will KICK YOUR ASS if you do
Touch Brian, i mean

I’s amazed how people happily stood their spot in the sun for ages…

Don’t emo with me k, Mare 

There were lots of fun activities at the concert area
I didn’t take pictures of everything because… i didn’t feel like it
It’s as if i lost my passion to take everything at an event cos… i do it for work anyway
And i wasn’t working that day!

AHAHAHA This photo cracks me up

Men had to be men
And show power as well
They tugged, and huffed, and yanked, and pulled
And RowdyRudy won in the end…

Till he ‘all fell down.’

As the girls and i were heading back to the hotel to chill out,
Someone asked, “Wanna go for a helicopter ride?”
We stared at each other, went ‘wee!’ and hopped along like little kids

“We’re going on a haaaliiicopterrr!” sang SpankyCammy
“I’ve never beeen on a haaaaaliicopterr!!” i belted out (rather off-key) after her

We skipped really fast
(which actually looks damn retarded if you see 20-somethings skipping like jackoons)
Resulting to us stopping and looking meekly around after a good 20 feet

There were other groups of peeps going for the ride as well
But oh, we were being such spoilt bitches and wheedled our way to the first ride

The view of the Hitz concert @ Mahkota Parade from the helicopter

StephTheVolcano = because laughter/random sentences/funny psycho stories burst out of her unexpectedly

SpankyCammy = because her ass is damn grabbable (i don’t care whether there’s such a word la, her ass is definitely that)

On the way back to the concert area
Damn alot of uncouth males whistled and made that annoying puckering noise at us
It’s SO RUDE and i SO WISH i had a BB gun to shoot them alllllll

Just as we were reaching the area, we heard yet another hoot
It was an old chinese man on a bicycle!!!

0_o

The cheek!
He grinned toothily at dumbfounded us as he cycled past

I told Steph we should have just kicked his bicycle tyre to topple him over and run off as fast as possible

There were SO MANY Hotlink signs everywhere

I honestly thought i’d be kinda bored in the afternoon
Cos i can layan for awhile, but not all day long

Thanks to these girls, i had a roaring time
We bought beer from the supermarket to lug back to our hotel room (drinking wasn’t allowed at the event)
And we spent hours yakking away

It’s amazing
Put four girls, beer, ciggies and peanuts in an air-con room and we’re all happy clappy

Someone dubbed us the First Wives’ Club 
Much to our chagrin

“We’re so noT like the first wives!”
“YEAH. They were all sad and left by their other halfs!”
“Yeah. It’s not like we want them, they want uS.”
“Exactly.”

Women and their egos.

Some pictures from later at night… (the concert went on till midnight)

Okay la.
I’m seriously damn lazy already
And i need to sleep to get up early tomorrow -_-

Enough for today, i say! Enough!

Packed Packed Week

It’s tiring but it feels GOOD to have a packed week
I’m booked all week except Friday and Sunday (phew)
And my nights are all taken up as well *wee!*

But i guess i could say i’m booked on Friday cos some SkinObsessiveQueen wants me to follow her to Sungai Wang just to buy hair straightener
-_-

Was hired to write someone his speeches last week
And it evolved to helping out at his booth as well
Thank God for the company of SkinObsessiveQueen whom i dragged along to work with me based on her speaking skills

I was fiddling with one of the animation games there
Got really into it and when i couldn’t get it right, i’d go “FucK.”
QueenKanch would look superiorly at me going, “Tsk tsk of all places, i don’t think you should curse here…” (in an education centre)

But i figure she’s right.
I’m so vulgar and will erm try to stop swearing so much.
It’s so unladylike once you hit early twenties
I think so anyway
:p

I thought i was being paranoid when people stared at me today
Till a few came up at various times asking me, “Are you kinkybluefairy?”

0_o

Everytime that happened i could spy IdiotQueenKanch smirking and grinning at me from the corner of my eye

P.S. - I miss my pug. Long time no pug hug or fairy kiss

 

Sunday March 12, 2006

Published on March 12, 2006 in Uncategorized. 34 Comments

Happy Birthday Joy

See see, i’m wishing you

Smellie is straightening his hair
And i’m crying

Okay, i’m not crying because he’s straightening his hair
(though i might as well be because it’s damn smellie and i cannot tahan, i just yelled at him to shut the bathroom door
it’s 3 am for pete’s sake!
I need to sleep!)
I’m crying cos of Joy’s post about her dad
Damn emo wei
Stupid Joy *sniff*

I cannot contain myself whenever i read emo things about love and family
*pussy fairy*

One of the first blogs i stumbled unto in my life was by a girl who was losing her mother to cancer, right up to months after she had passed on

I read the entire blog from start to end
Sobbing my eyes out like a baby at 5 in the morning

And the book that made me cry the MOST was about AIDS
The last ten pages just TORE MY HEART OUT
Till i could barely read those pages through my sobs and tears

Hmm come to think of it
I cried like a bitch when i thought Sasuke in Naruto died
Poor Loowee had to pat me on the back awkwardly reminding me it was anime
:p

Yeah.

Okay it’s not because i happen to be emo-ing now
But i’m swearing to stay at home this week
And was thinking about it earlier today

I do miss my family

And i do miss talking to Daddy and Mummy

To think that last time, all i wanted to do was to get out of the house
And stay out and away as long and happy as possible

And when i hit 20-something and am licensed to do all that
I actually WANT to go home more, and see them more

God plays funny mind games on me.

I just fell over on the bed laughing at Smellie’s attempt at straightening his hair
HOHOHOHOHO!!!!
He’s pottering around with it stuck flat on his head, setting

*wipes tears*

Oh god.
Why am i laughing, this isn’t funny.
Now my boyfriend is skinny, white, and has straight hair.
I’m with a polar weasel.

A polar weasel.

Polarweasel polarweasel polarweasel
Polarweaselpolarweaselpolarweasellllll

*cries*

Edit:
You know you love someone when you kiss the polar weasel with smellie goo dripping from his hair
(Frogs are so passe, non?)

 

Friday March 10, 2006

Published on March 10, 2006 in Uncategorized. 38 Comments

Taking For Granted

Bla bla bla
Why am i blogging at this hour?
I’m blogging because i REFUSE to go into a certain somewhere at the moment
I don’t know la
I’m just so frustrated and herguhghghhhhh

I’m tired

Had to take pictures for some event tonight
Where the lounge singers were wearing such tigh pants
It was Camel Toe Heaven

“I can’t believe you know what camel toe is.”
“What are you talking about?? Everyone knows what camel toe is!”
“Most girls don’t.”
“Please la. They do okay.”

So,
I was trying not to stare at their camel toes while sipping on beer, wine and whiskey

Yet,
I don’t look down on lounge singers like i know some girls do
On the contrary
I respect them

It’s not easy doing what they do
Do you think they WANT to wear skanky clothes and sing?
No, i don’t think so.

I think they sing because they have no choice, or they can’t get better paying jobs
Out of curiosity i asked the PR manager how much they earn
“14 to 16 k a month… for the whole group,” said she
So let’s see, between the four of them in a band, each of them gets approximately 4 k a month

Okay wut.
Considering they don’t have a degree or a better way out

One of the girls looked awfully awkward and nervous
And i felt so sorry for her

I feel really annoyed that some people just CANNOT see that
Other people have particular professions because of their fate

Some of us are different
We have parents who pay for our higher education
We are so lucky as to so much as go overseas
We mix with a set of friends who all have the same benefits that we don’t see it as benefits, but more as things we EXPECT to have

What if
We didn’t come from middle-class to above-average parentage?
We came from the outskirts/villages of Malaysia?
We wouldn’t even dream of working in another city?

Then you wouldn’t have learnt your Ps and Qs that strung along manners and social skills
You wouldn’t have known how to converse with other people to get ahead in life
You wouldn’t have the opportunity to choose your passion as your job
You wouldn’t be sitting in your nice home right now.
You wouldn’t have internet
You wouldn’t be able to read this blog

You might very well have been that lounge singer that i just listened to.

 

 

Thursday March 9, 2006

Published on March 9, 2006 in Uncategorized. 28 Comments

Exactly a year ago, Daddy thought i was whack (mmm he prollie still does) cos i took my ponies out into the garden with me… at night.
*click*

Tactic Baru

“So we’ll move out into another place in a month!” crowed Smellie
“Right… is this because you don’t want to clean up?!” i shot back cynically

Ooh the sneaky bastard.
Don’t want to clean up, so rectifies the problem by moving OUT.
Well, i never!

“NoOooooo… we’ll be moving into a BIGGER place!”
“…. more space for more rubbish?”
“Babyyyyy”

Later during the day, apartment mate Josh and i were discussing the moving plans
“I know, probably we can get Indian movers to move the furniture.”
“AND LET THEM STEAL ALL OUR THINGS?!” i blurted out unexpectedly

Unexpectedly to *me* even.
I clapped my hands over my mouth in shock.

Ohmygod. I’ve been hanging out WAY to much with my racist friends
-_-

What made the situation even more fantastic was that there was a big table of Indian men sitting right next to us.
Way to go, Joyce.
Make racist comments about Indians in Bangsar, Land of the Macha, somemore.
Way to go.

Disclaimer:
I’m not racist okay.
In fact, i’m damn emo against friends who are racist.
I’m also emo against yellow friends who think they’re white >_<
And just to back up i’m not racist, i’ve had many a crush on Indian dudes
Humour attracts me
And they have this innate sense of humour that is undeniable.
Like they say, once you go black, you never go back haha.
Well i haven’t gone black yet… so i can’t vouch for that
Hmm i *have* gone Brazilian black… :p
Okay okay
Diverting from the topic yet again
Okay i MUST add this
I adore Bow Wow
He’s too cute
And he’s probably one of the few males Ash and i would agree on ;p

 

Wednesday March 8, 2006

Published on March 8, 2006 in Uncategorized. 18 Comments

Exactly a year ago, Joyce wanted to kick Ashley
*click*

Urgh
I did it again
Was so sleepy this morning i almost banged my forehead on the keyboard
Then i went all awake after a monkey got me playing with
That Johari and Nohari crap :p

Happy Birthday DreamerCyn!!!

I can’t believe i forgot
And i had to read it on your blog to be reminded about it
My bad…

How come noone told me?!
What’s the point of having a birthday calendar on the side if you (points fingers at SueThePixie) dunno how to tell me?!

Losing Momentum

I haven’t been supremely bumming like i thought i would be
But i also have NOT been sitting in an office environment since mid-Feb

And i’ve lost momentum already!

Sitting in front of my *own* pc doing work for hours is
DIFFERENT
Compared to sitting at one in an office

I almost passed out in the evening
>_<
Nope i don’t think i’m being paid to pass out
Right after i jolted myself i scuttered outside to walk around to wake myself up

And i’m SO TIRED

-_-

WHAT HAPPENED?!

I went for sauteed mushrooms and wine with PassedOutBen
And by the time we left, i was all quiet
Doing that kid-ran-out-of-energy thing again

Yeah obviously i haven’t been going back to my own house for awhile cos i haven’t posted any pictures up
Don’t see what’s the point of (supposedly) having my own pc here when i don’t even have Photoshop on it
-_-
Just…. games
-_-

Damn, why does this always happen?!
The anger always arises at the end of the post…!!!

ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

 

Tuesday March 7, 2006

Published on March 7, 2006 in Uncategorized. 44 Comments

Exactly a year ago, Joyce blogged about Zoukfest 2005
*click*

Hmm suddenly got asked to help out with some writing
So will be working this and next week


The Whole Couple Name Thing

So there was Brad and Jennifer
And there was Bennifer

Then there blew up Katie and Tom
And there was Tomkat

Now that Brad’s with Angelina
It’s Brangelina
And when he’s with Maddox
It’s Braddox

0_o

So since there’s Adam and me…
Is it Aoyce?

That’s damn dumb.

-_-

And anyway, why must the guy’s name always come first?
*emo*
If its the other way around, then it’ll be Jadam.

…

…

Which doesn’t sound very nice either.
I need a new boyfriend with a nicer name to go with mine.
 

When You’re Unemployed…

QueenKanch and i had different agenda for the day
I have yet to go through my ‘Things To Do’ list
But she managed to get me to partake in her excursion to Midvalley Megamall in the afternoon
“Just as well…” thought i

I could get groceries for the apartment
And she could get her skin products
I should just call her SkinObsessiveKanch instead of QueenKanch

Searching for parking was a bitch and a half
“I damn stress wei… i damn stress…” she moaned for 15 minutes
I couldn’t share her agony because of my lack in driving skills (and license :p )
So i just nodded my head sympathetically and patted her back reassuringly

We surveyed for parking spots, as well as the many people leisurely walking back and forth with shopping bags
“Fuck man, these people don’t need to work one ar…” she complained
“…. like us la.” i replied stonily
>_<

We organised our walking plan and got started
In between we sauntered into Zara where i rather fancied some pieces they had there
Quite alot of pieces, actually
Remember all the clothes you haven’t worn yet from Bangkok… remember!! The dresses… and the tops… and skirts… and after Bangkok you went shopping as well… NO SHOPPING!!!
So i fingered the material, imagined it on me, pressed my lips tight and dragged Kanch and myself out the door

Ah. I do have willpower after all.
*inward sob*

Weeks ago, QueenKanch and i thought of joining Amazing Race - Asian Series
Someone mentioned, “Joyce wants to join!? With her sense of direction!?”
Okay so maybe they made alot of sense after all
Because i couldn’t even find the chicken in the super
0_o

But i thought about it because
I am sporting!
I’m not afraid of heights and am great at balancing!
I could grin and yak to people and get help!
I run fast!
Anyway, it requires the possession of a driver’s license to join…
So that kinda fucked it off for moi

“Joyce, just tell me what you want to get and i’ll tell you exactly where it is okay.”
“Hmph. Fine.”

I got the usual meat, pasta, veg, cheese, and milk
Oh and wine of course

As we went to fetch the milk, Kanch called after me
“Where are you going?!?! The low fat milk is hereeee!”

The prolonged action of my body turning around brought with it slit eyes
“WhY would i need low fat milk?”
“Hee hee hee.”
“Fuck you okay. I don’t NEED low fat milk. Full cream milk is much nicer. HA! PENUH KRIM!!!” I yelled albeit maniacally as i snatched it up and chucked it into my basket

Grocery shopping is not cheap >_<
So i went to the ATM again right after paying
Where we bumped into Fono
He peered into my Carrefour plastic bags
“Groceries?”
“Yeah. To cook supper. For Adam.”
“Awww what a sweet girlfriend!”
*grunt*

The Power Of Xiaxue

This is probably the first time something that Xiaxue wrote has affected me
I absolutely agree with her that too many girls don’t take the effort to learn how to put on make-up
I detest the whiny ones who pester me on how i do mine and that they don’t know how to do theirs
“Practice la fuck! What, you think i could do it from the moment i was born? Just TRY and you’ll be able to do it after some practice!” I always sigh exasperatedly

Make-up is an art
Not an inborn skill

So anyway, after reading her post about fake eyelashes
Everytime i use mascara, i feel like an idiot and swear to try fake eyelashes
Even though i love my mascara and people think i’m using eyeliner when i haven’t
I’m not swearing that fake eyelashes are better then mascara
I just won’t knock it till i’ve tried it personally
The only time i’ve had fake ones are when i’ve been made up for event work and i’ve never put them on myself before

“You know, i feel like trying fake eyelashes ever since i read what Xiaxue wrote,” i commented to Kanch
“Oh my god! Me too!” she laughed

I honestly don’t see why she would need fake ones when her Indian lashes are freaking long already heh

But hell yeah, we bought them lashes at Sasa
And since my current eyelash curler is old and dusty *yuk*
I went to get a new one at Shu Uemura
*The* eyelash curler

It’s like a known *the* item
When i want to get cola, i get Coke
When i want a fashion mag, i get Vogue
When i want wine, i drink dry reds
When i get lip gloss, i go to Dior
When i get eyeliner, i go to Chanel
And when i wanted an eyelash curler
Shu Uemura it was
Raved about and glorified endlessly, let’s see whether the famed eyelash curler lives up to more then its RM 50

Jeez
This has GOT to be the most bimbo post i’ve done in ages…
Grocery shopping la, fake eyelashes la, curlers la…

0_o

Smellie just called
We’re to go paintballing, a show and he’s going for football
All in one day
“I feel like some sport.” says he
“Yea sure, it’ll be fun!” i agreed gleefully

Five minutes later, beef arose inside

Want some sport and

exercise…???

Want some excercise then

clean up the place la TIU

                   

URGH. I feel alot of anger in me *Yoda-like voice*
Need to calm down

Calm. Down.

*sips more wine*