k-squared.

Ohdear.

2009-08-30T23:47:00.000-07:00

Something I found on the UCL: New Students website.

"Explore the Library - Get familiar with your new second home"

Oh. Dear.

Hearts,
*k a y

- 15 days.

Relationship advice, among other things.

2009-08-24T22:01:00.000-07:00

Hello from Hong Kong~!

I'm with my brother right now. At the library 'cause we are cool like that.

No. Really.

Not much to blog about really, other than the fact that my dear brother has been giving me 'sound advice' regarding how to seduce Rich Hong Kong Kids. HAHAHAHAHAH He was like, 'you gotta give a little, but take a lot' and all serious and stuff.

But anyway, I feel so young here. It's pretty awesome. Someone mistook me for a 15/16 year old yesterday. I was happy. But then again she was rly shocked when I told her I was going to university soon. Maybe that means I look dumb ._.

Let's not even go there.

HAHA.

20 more days! Approx. And my facebook is already getting flooded with Fresher Week invites. Anyone wanna come with me? :D

Loves,
*k a y

Before the Worst.

2009-08-15T19:43:00.000-07:00

"We were sitting with our backs against the world, saying things that we thought would never hurt; who would have thought it would end up like this?" - The Script, Before the Worst.

Cupcakes.

To sweeten up a dull day.

Love,
*k a y

- 30 days.

BAMF.

2009-08-09T19:59:00.000-07:00

Tonight you may see a mildly insane Chinese chick do a cartwheel on Orchard Road.

That is very well going to be me.

BAMF? Hell yea.

Ciao,
*k a y

PS: HAHAHAHA. No.

Who I look like.

2009-08-06T08:18:00.001-07:00

So.

Apparently.

I look like these people.

Ermm. No. HAHAHAHA. I don't think so.

Not a single Chinese person in the lot. D: We've got Japanese, Korean and white. But nooo, no Chinese people. 'Cause it'd be weird for a Chinese girl to look Chinese now, wouldn't it?

But honestly, why do they have such unflattering photos of the Asian people? I mean, seriously, these chickas are HOT.

Example numbero uno, Song Hye-Kyo.

And Kim Hee-Sun?

Ueto Aya?

I could go on, but I wont. You get the point anyway.

HAHA I think they just took all the Asian girls and took the ones that were smiling and said, there you go, you look like these people. HAHAHA

Been hazy lately. And since I do not enjoy clogging my lungs with acrid smoke, I have locked myself indoors for the time being. And bored out of my mind.

Thus, you see me blogging.

6 weeks to go!

Buh byes,
*k a y

Korea Happenings.

2009-07-26T07:50:00.000-07:00

~'Okay, it's alright with me; some things are just meant to be. It doesn't come easily; and when it does, I'm already gone.' - Eric Hutchinson

Lovely song. :D Been listening to a lot of him lately.

And I dug up a pic from last year's holiday :D

Korea '08, awesome pic. I know.

I swear, EVERYONE was staring me like I was some psycho escaped mental hospital patient when I was taking this photo. Actually, my mum took it. But it took, like, 10 tries. HAHAHA So I had to jump, and jump, and jump...

But whatever, not like I'll ever see them again.

Korea was awesome. (y) The street food (y)(y) But I couldn't get proper kimchi pancake there, most restaurants only served the plain one. Which was a bit 'wth' for me.

And the weirdest part...when I was walking down the street (I was alone, I went to get Coffee Bean. 'Cause I went to Korean to have Coffee Bean, duh.) some random Korean dude and his friend just came up to me and started talking to me in rapid Korean.

Dumbfounded, I just kinda...stared at him. And looked around, left and right, to check if he was talking to someone else.

But there wasn't anyone else around...so here I was. Not knowing a smidge of Korean. Except 'hello' and a few swear words, oh, and also 'I like to have noodles for breakfast.' (HAHAH imagine that, the guy randomly talking to me. And I say..."I like to have noodles for breakfast." HAHAHAHA that would be awesome.)

So I said, "Err, sorry I don't speak Korean." But, in reality, it sounded more like "Ehh, soh-ri. Ai-uh dontu speekah KOH-RE-AH-N." HAHAHAHA.

Because, obviously, they would understand so much better if it was spoken with a heavy (fake) Korean accent.

So after I say this, he looks at me with wide eyes. Blushes (!?!) and says "OOO, Soh-ri soh-ri!" whilst bowing (HAHA he effin' bowed to me), turns around and leaves.

And to this day, I am still bloody curious as to what he said.

Love,
*k a y

PS: I'll see you in a month or so (: ♥

Cause we are so kyute.

2009-07-23T07:03:00.000-07:00

This work of art (Fatso, remember this joke? HAHAHA.) reflects the true inner personalities in the photo.

And...

Why, yes indeed Joanna, I am totally implying that you are a rat in this photo.

How's that for passive-aggressive?

HAHAHAHAHA I joke. I joke. :x

Or...am I?

Hearts and cookies,
*k a y

Random fic.

2009-07-14T08:49:00.000-07:00

30 minutes of work. Probably.

The silvery glow of moonlight soaked into his skin, penetrating every inch of skin exposed to the skies above. Petals of blood red parted and bloomed into a wistful smile, laced with pain and grit. Bellied by his grief, knifed deep into his gut and twisted. Each breath a molten trail down his throat; each breath of pain, of agony, of betrayal, of irrational anger.

~*~

Both works in progress, there's a bigger version of the picture in Facebook.

People are finally coming back. Missed you guys :D

See ya 'round,
*k a y

PS: Parking is annoying -_- And driving an automatic is a walk in the park compared to a manual D: On my 5th hour now, and I have yet to tackle the friggin' incline.

gg.

What I miss and need.

2009-07-07T09:18:00.000-07:00

I miss: complaining about the songs on your iPod, our random conversations about 'everything, and nothing at all,' planning and never doing, wearing your clothes, pretending to be a rock star with Whitney Houston playing in the background, my futile attempts to beat you at arm wrestling, your piggyback rides down the stairs.

I need: a hug, those cinnamon rolls, your blanket tucked under my feet, House playing on my laptop, bars of chocolate hidden in that drawer, a good cry on your shoulder, you to tell me that it's 'gonna be okay.'

Get your ass back here right now.

Please?

Seeya,
*k a y

PS: It's all fiction guys, all fiction. Brainstorming. (It's gonna be the next Harry Potter/Twilight I tell ya.) Don't worry, I haven't suddenly gone insane and invented an imaginary boyfriend for myself.

:x

Screw mankind.

2009-07-05T01:46:00.000-07:00

Mankind really disgusts me sometimes.

RIP Baby Peter.

Go to hell, you monsters.

Driving

2009-07-05T01:01:00.000-07:00

First driving lesson tomorrow. I'll have to wake up at some ungodly hour...like 8am.

Personally, I worry for my driving instructor.

Here's to hoping I don't fail too badly.

Ciao bellas,
*k a y

Kids.

2009-06-30T21:59:00.000-07:00

I found these pictures the other day. They were taken on Clarke Quay when I was in Singapore a while ago.

Kids.

They crack me up.

The first one ain't so bad, it's just kinda funny :D The poor thing was crying, and his parents were videotaping him. Hell, all these kids were being videotaped by their parents.

That looks painful.

This one, looks like he's getting beamed up to some spaceship. o_o

Freaky.

And...I have no words for this.

I don't even want to know what the hell she's doing.

End of my random little post.

Ciao bellas,
*k a y

PS: Driving Theory Test on the 7th! Wish me luck? HAHAHAHA.

How to use Photoshop like an AZN.

2009-06-27T02:35:00.000-07:00

So this is me showing you how to use Photoshop. AZN-stylez.

This is a un-retouched picture of my face. (yes, that face again.)

Yes, I realise I look different. And very young. It's probably why I like the photo. I like looking like a 15 year old. :D

This is probably what a normal person would edit it. Up the contrast a bit, clean up the skin here and there, etc etc.

Looks better, not that much difference really. Not like I've morphed into some mutant-like cow.

Now, this is what an azn would do to it:

Oh, dear lord.

Where do I start?

So because no amount of eye straining will create an eye BIG enough for azns to accept. We shall thoroughly abuse the liquify tool to achieve this, freakish glazed-over look. We're looking for a size similar to those of ET, and Yoda. (*coughFathimahcough*) Never mind that ET and Yoda are not even human and thus eyes that big don't belong on human faces.

And while you're at it, of course you have to change the colour of your bloody irises to something unremotely human. I have changed it to a impossibly shiney blue here, but bonus points for eye colours which don't even exist. Like orange, purple or even PINK. The world's your oyster, and who says oysters can't be pink?

Don't forget the 10 foot long eyelashes. It doesn't matter if it makes you look like Aloysius Snuffleupagus. (Go wiki it, guys.) It all adds to the effect.

Cat ears and whiskers turns this photo from plain old 'blah' to KAWAIIIIIII$^*@*($@!!!!!. And make sure to up the contrast so much that your nose disappears. Just do it, okay?

And finally, peace signs. 'Cause no azn picture is complete without it.

Can you say hot or what? Phewitt. You can't handle this wildcat.

LOL-ing,
*k a y

PS: You imbeciles who can't tell I'm joking...Well. I have nothing to say to you.

Nothing.

Megan Fox+Rain

2009-06-23T02:16:00.000-07:00

So apparently Megan Fox has a thing for someone.

To be more precise, a thing for Rain. And I'm not talking about rain as in, thunderstorms and rain. I mean; Rain, Full House Rain, Korean Rain, My-eyes-disappear-when-I-smile Rain.

Quote, "There is this Korean Justin Timberlake named Rain, and I'm really on his situation now. I'm trying to fix this up. I'm working hard." Unquote.

Whatever the heck that means.

But can you imagine the babies these people will produce?

Oh Bi, I'm so on your situation.

Hopefully, they'll look like their mother. Her being inhumanly gorgeous and all.

And apparently she thinks she looks like a transvestite. Riiight. (And she (bragged) said very humbly that she has a 22inch waist. Dude, what kind of tranny has a 22inch waist!?)

If trannies looked so good, I'd turn myself into a man and back.

Insert awkward silence here. HAHA.

Okay I should go now, before I embarrass myself even more.

Ciao bella,
*k a y

PS: To all you males who thought I am just a jealous hoar for uploading such an unattractive photo of her. Screw you. That was the only one I found looking sideways. But here you go, for ya horny buggers.

Hurts like mo-fo.

2009-06-08T00:46:00.000-07:00

Some of you might have been wondering where the hell I've been in the past couple of days.

Well, I'm alive. Hah, barely.

I feel like death.

See, I was at a normal visit to the dentist. Get my teeth checked/cleaned/whatnot. Then the dentist looks at the xray for a smidge too long. And you know it's not gonna be good.

Dentist: [stares at xray] ...
Mummy dearest: [the ever panicking one] What's wrong?
Dentist: Oh nothing much. Just that...*blah blah blah I wasn't listening, I was trying to stop myself from drooling all over myself.* We'll have to operate.
Sounds of muffled "!?" came from me. And, ever the lady, I choked on my own spit. Nice.

In the end, it was just my wisdom teeth. They were growing at a weird angle so I had two removed from the bottom row of my teeth. But apparently my teeth were really deep so they had to really dig it out. Resulting in my face looking like a chipmunks' for a couple of days.

Like young Alvin here:

Hai thar, stop lukkin' at mai nutz. Perv.

It hurt like ass too, even with the painkillers. Today's the first day I got out of the bed, 'sides from when I flew back.

Enough ranting though. I have retarded photos of myself to share. The ones I said I'd post couple of days ago. Mah bad.

Remember: it's intentional stupidity. For the hair and poses anyway. I can't do anything about the face. You'll just have to take it up with my parents.

Ai so azn.

Ladybug.

As you can tell, I've been pretty bored.

I don't feel like blogging right now. My internet is being a hoebag, which is just as well 'cause I have nothing else to say. Har har. I shall crawl back to bed and put ice packs on my gigantous cheeks now.

Tata,
* k a y

Cuppy Cake

2009-05-27T23:35:00.000-07:00

This is my new favourite song.

"You're my cuppy cake, gum drop, schnickle spicklem storp, the apple of my eye."

HAHA. Love it.

So, I finally finished reading the first Twilight book. And...

Well, I don't get what all the hype is about. I thought it was, actually, not a terribly good book.

And that's me being polite.

I had to practically force myself to finish reading it, trying to convince myself that it'll probably get better as I go along. But it's so. Meh.

And the film isn't much better. Rob Patterson (Pattison, Pettyson?) and his emo-stalker-omg-I-am-so-sad acting. He has one expression on his face throughout the entire movie.

Star Trek was so much better. (Here we go again.) Okay, okay. I'll stop. Geez.

(No, I won't.)

Actually, I don't actually think that Chris Pine is that hot, I just want his eyes. Gah, I've always wanted blue/green eyes. And not those which make you look like you're blind, the nice ones.

Aka, Chris Pine blue. HAHAHAHA what the. "Chris Pine blue."

Actually, I never really understood the blond hair + blue eyes thing. I reckon blue eyes look much better with dark hair.

Or maybe that's just me.

I got really bored yesterday, and started playing around with my hair. Maybe I'll post pictures of my boredom induced insanity later.

But not now. 'Cause I'm a lazy ass.

Ciao,
*k a y

Bob and Jim

2009-05-23T06:20:00.000-07:00

A peek into how screwed up my brain actually is. (Sometimes.)

This was a doodle I did in about...10 minutes? While I was looking at pictures of puppies. Cute puppies.

If you're eating right now, I advise you to look away. Like, now.

Puppies...to that. Yeah, I don't see the connection either.

I scare myself sometimes.

Ciao bella,
*k a y

P.S.: They're called Bob and Jim by the way.

Wedding, And stuff.

2009-05-22T08:45:00.000-07:00

So, I'd like to get something off my chest.

I would like to have the babies of this man:

If only so my children have his eyes. Gah, his eyes D:

One of the many reasons why I loved the new Star Trek movie. Which was EPIC. I do not care what anyone says, or how lame I am to have liked that movie.

Hell, I admit. Not only did like it, I loved it.

So yeah, call me a trekkie/trekker if you'd like. At least it isn't Twilight.

Besides, Chris Pine is way hotter than Rob whateverhisnameis.

One, the eyes. Dude, you have got to love the eyes.

Two, he doesn't look like an anemic stalker fanboy who's on his way to some anime convention. It's the hair, I swear. (Ooo, rhymed.) And he always has that pedophillic gleam in his eyes. What's with that!?

Three, Chris is the captain of the effin' Enterprise. Men in uniform (Y)(Y) Whereas, Rob is some sparkly vampire. Anemic vampire. Ironic much? Must be his 'vegetarianism.'

Four, *points up. Looks good in a suit. (Y)(Y)(Y)!!!

Five, have I mentioned the eyes?

Okay. I'll stop now. The list will never end. Thus endeth Chris Pine spammage.

So I'm pretty sure I've told the majority of people who actually bother to read this blog that two of my brothers just got married in Kota Kinabalu in the beginning of March. And I've promised wedding photos...well I don't have them.

But I did steal some off facebook. They were taken by a friend of my brothers' and he happens to be a professional photographer. But first, brief background. James (second oldest brother) married Crissie, and Alan (youngest of my brothers) married Athena.

Crissie and James.

From left to right; Crissie, James, Alan and Athena. Cute pic, no?

Me and my three sister-in-laws. The one in yellow is the wife of my oldest brother. Notice the bump, she's pregnant! Due June/July?

A candid one of us. I apologise for my retarded face.

Alan and Athena walking to the place where the ceremony was held.

Funny story: They actually had to do the walk twice. Cause the first time, the grooms walked with the bride, as you can see in the picture. Which is kinda hmmm, 'cause they're supposed to wait by the priest...right? But also, because the dearest daddy of mine (the same one who laughed and spat tea at my oldest brother's face at his wedding. And then pushed the blame to me who was 'making him laugh with her face.' I wasn't even doing anything with my face! Your genes made this face the way it is!) was missing. MIA. AWOL. Just left. And so, we had to run around looking for him and it turned out he was in the toilet. 'Cause he thought it was over.

I love my family. I really, really do.

And not only did that happen. The priest actually made a mistake when saying the vows. He said the wrong names. There was this awkward silence for a moment, 'cause he realised his error. Then of course, I had to burst out laughing. (nice one.) Luckily the rest of the people joined in and the priest started over again.

Okay, long entry. I think that's enough. See y'all next post.

Hearts,
*k a y

(Don't you just LOVE how I just go on like nothing has happened after 5 months of not blogging?)

HAPPY NEW YEAR~ among other things.

2009-01-01T22:30:00.000-08:00

So, first and foremost.

HAPPY (BELATED) NEW YEAR

Now that formalities are over and done with, let's get down to blogging about ME :D

(lolwhut, so self-obsessed.)

...

(I'm joking btw. About the blogging about me part, even though this blog really is about me.)

...

(Don't judge me T_T)

So anyway.

I had the weirdest dream yesterday. In my dream, I had just woken up. And I was washing my face...then when I decided to brush my teeth I realised there were tiny objects floating about in my mouth. And when I opened my mouth to see...I realized that the objects were my TEETH. The bottom front row of my teeth had all FALLEN OUT, except for one!? Then I poked at the one that was still standing, and then it wiggled a bit, so I kept poking it, and it fell out as well!

Now I began to panic so I rushed out of the house, still in my pyjamas, and went downstairs to the car.

This was how it went:

Me: “We're going out RIGHT NOW.”
Maid: “Why? Can you wait a while? I need to go Jerudong to buy some pish.”
Me: “No. We're going out NOW. Bring me to RIPAS!”
Maid: “HUH? RIPAS? But I need to buy pish!”

-end dream-

...WTF HOW RANDOM!?

Yeah, my first dream in a long, long time (few months at least) and it's about this. Wowee.

Hmmm. What should I blog about first, holiday or baking? Well, I guess I'll do it in order.

So, LAST YEAR (wowee, it's a new year already.) back in December, Fathimah and Joanna came over to my house and made brownies. Amongst other things, like making Baby Phat and Lil Kay's debut music video. If you're nice to us, we might show it to you. :D

But you better prepare yourself, we might be too gangsta for you.

Peace out.

But Fathimah (aka Baby Phat) proves to all of mankind that gangstas are only tough and hard on the outside, but warm and cuddly on the inside. And we aspire to be domestic goddesses.

Look into my sparkly brown eyes...

And we set out hard at work making our brownies beautiful, some are more successful than others...

Jo is hard at work...

Posing with her plate. LOL.

My plate.

Fatso's plate. I wonder how it got so screwed up? HMM.

SOMEONE took this bag of frosting home, and squeezed it so hard that it exploded all over her. I WONDER WHO. (hint: same person using it in this picture.)

The end product. Well, Jo's end product. Perfectionist. Psh.

I wont post the rest of our end products, cause Jo's will make mine and Fatso's look bad. :(

But I will, however, post a picture of Joanna's stalker pic of some quote, unquote 'cute guy' from music FOBISSEA. Set as her phone's wallpaper.

The saddest thing is, I'm not even joking.

And last but not least, a picture of a bigass cookie I made the other day.

Pen for comparison.

And that's it for now kiddos.

Ciao bellas,
K a y

Happy Xmas(:

2008-12-23T20:19:00.000-08:00

Just dropped by to say Merry Christmas guys. Anyone miss me?

You have no idea how many azn poses I did in my photos.

Sorry about the lack of updates, been busy. I'll be blogging about my holiday soon(:!!

Love,
K a y

Before and After.

2008-11-30T07:41:00.000-08:00

I was browsing photos on Fbook today (don't tell me you don't do it, I wont believe you) And I found an old monster.

It was...horrible. And scary. And ugly.

It was....this.

Oh. My. Freakin'. God.

Funny how people change over the years huh? Well, thank goodness I don't look like that now.

Let's compare. The picture before, and now. This was taken quite recently.

Yes, I like this pic. Yes, that is my bra strap. No, it is not supposed to be there.

And this. Which was taken right now.

I was posing. I admit it. So what? I don't care. HAHA. Please ignore the fugly hair. I need a haircut.

Clearly not the hottest chick in town. But all I can say is that I'm so happy I don't look like I did before.

No it's not cute. It's ugly. And fat. You don't have to lie to me. D:

BUT! I'm tagging everyone who reads this to do it. :D You HAVE to.

End of random post.

Hearts.
K a y

Got tagged(:

2008-11-24T01:00:00.000-08:00

Well, technically I got tagged a while ago by my 'adopted kor' AKA Kang Fah. But whatever. HAHA. I still did it in the end.

And this is what I had to do:

1. Take a recent picture of yourself or Take your picture of yourself right now.
2. Dont change your clothes, dont fix your hair... Just take a picture.
3. Post that picture with no editing.
4. Post these intructions with your picture.
5. Tag 5 people to do this.

I can't be bothered to use my camera, cause it's like...10 meters away from me. And that would require me to walk. So here's a crappy webcam photo for ya.

Blah. See how pathetic my attempt at smiling is? This is what being in Brunei too long does to you.

Tagging: Sus, Shiv, and whoever else wants to do it :D

And here I would like to share some pearls of wisdom with you. In the form of a MSN convo between Fathimah(El Faitho) and Me(Kay).

el faitho: KARMAN!
el faitho: [19:43] Woodsy.7: you look like the girl playing in Quantum of Solace 007
el faitho: HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA
el faitho: WTH???!?!?!?!?!?
el faitho: my old friend
el faitho: WTH??!?!?!
*k a y: Talking about....you?
el faitho: HAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAH
*k a y: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA
el faitho: yes
*k a y: OMG
*k a y: GHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHHAHAHAHA
el faitho: SO BLIND!
el faitho: HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA
*k a y: BOND GIRL
*k a y: PLEASE
*k a y: SHAKEN
el faitho: i think he mistook me for someone else
*k a y: NOT STIRRED
el faitho: HAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA
*k a y: BOND GIRL HAHAHA
*k a y: OMG FATS
*k a y: I CAN IMAGINE IT
*k a y: YOUR TUDONG
*k a y: FLUTTERING IN THE WIND
el faitho: holding a gun?
el faitho: HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHA
*k a y: AS JAMES BOND GRABS YOU FROM THE SIDE
*k a y: HOLDING A GUN IN ONE HAND
el faitho: HAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHA
el faitho: OMG
*k a y: AND YOU SPEED DOWN THE BRUNEIAN HIGHWAY
*k a y: HAHAHA
*k a y: "What's your name?"
*k a y: "Bond, James Bond."
*k a y: "And you?"
el faitho: um...fathimah?
el faitho: ...FAT-y-MAH???
el faitho: HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHA
*k a y: Almunawar. Fathimah Almunawar.
*k a y: HAHAHAHAHAHAH
*k a y: Or like how Mr Hatchett does it
*k a y: "FATEMAH"
el faitho: HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHA
*k a y: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAA
el faitho: make me sound exotic mannn
*k a y: "Fat-aym-arh"
el faitho: i can imagine it too
el faitho: ...wow fatymah...you are....petite
*k a y: omg
el faitho: HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAH
*k a y: Just use El Faitho
*k a y: HAHAHA
*k a y: SO EXOTIC
*k a y: HAHAHAHAHAHAHA
el faitho: LOL
el faitho: HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAH

Okay. There was more. But I decided to end it there. You get the picture.

AHAHA. The insanity.

@Fathin: When are we doing that video?

Bye,
K a y

Drag Queen Performance...In Brunei.

2008-11-19T23:44:00.001-08:00

Well. Its not everyday you get to see a drag queen in action, especially in Brunei.

S/he was very cute, as in 'adorable cute' not 'hot cute'. :| And had great legs, according to my mum. (wth mum HAHAHA.) And could dance in heels waaay better than I can.

And those boobs are real...I think :| Cause the thing is...it was actual...flesh. HAHAHAHAHA No, I wasn't staring at her boobs. They were just...THERE okay?

But anyway. Yes. I have absolutely nothing to do right now, so here I am blogging. My trip to Hong Kong got postponed ): which sucks. Gah. I'm definitely getting out of here the beginning of next month though. I hope.

I really, really, really hope.

On a completely random note, here's how crazy my parents (My dad mostly HAHA) are over Korean dramas.

One.

Two.

Three.

Four.

Five.

...And there's even more. But I couldn't find them.

Yea. We could probably open up our own rental store.

The funniest thing is that , my nephew:

This one.

His name is Jung Hei.

And they're thinking of naming the next one...Jung Ki. :X

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

Too cute.

Love,
K a y

And you wonder why I'm insane.

2008-11-19T00:51:00.000-08:00

When I was listening to the song 10 minutes by Lee Hyori.

She asks me, 'What song is this? Cha na ni pong biang?'

...

HAHAHAHAHAHA.

Oh mum....ilusm. xD

Ta ta,
K a y

To Zanarkand - Orchestra Version

2008-11-15T04:07:00.000-08:00

An utterly pointless post. I just love this song.

Favourite song ever.

Hands down.

Without doubt.

Love,
K a y

Photoshop-ish.

2008-11-13T08:19:00.000-08:00

I was browsing photos of my friends on Facebook just now (and I know you do too, so don't judge me T-T!) And I saw this beautiful pic of Sarah and I couldn't help myself but to photoshop-tweak it.

So pretty.

I haven't photoshopped in ages. So I'm warning you now.

Here's the result of...10 minutes? 5 minutes-ish of work.

Contrast, a photo filter or two, bit of blur, among other things.

I know, I know. I didn't do much. All I did was up the contrast a bit and made some colours stronger and gave it an 'old photo' feel. But to be honest, this photo is so pretty it hardly needs any work.

Okay. End random post. HAHA ♥♥♥

Love,
K a y

Webcam, i.e. "How Karman is insane."

2008-11-03T07:58:00.000-08:00

The Adventures of Karman and her webcam.

Part 1.

Here's a moderately sane photo to begin with. Look at me. I look perfectly harmless, like a little lost puppy. You can't hurt me, I'll use my sad eyes at you. And cry.

HA! FOOLED YOU. Idiot. What do you think I am? Some sorta loser?

No, I am not a loser. Watch me balance my pen. Betcha can't do that, can you? CAN YOU?

I'm cooler than you.

I pwn your ass with my uber teddy bear hat.

Multi-functional too. Aren't you jealous?

I even use it to practise kisses. Ha. Ha. Ha. No, I'm kidding. I'm a real girl and I go kiss real boys.

I mean, who can resist this mug? Look, I'll even frame it for you.

Can't touch this.

Okay. That was...complete and utter crap. Uhm, it's 12:11am...and I'm really, really bored. Cut me some slack will ya?

Bye!
K a y

PS: Thank you JC for the pics which you saved from our webcam convo. (You ninja, you.)

Happy Birthday Sarena!

2008-10-31T09:02:00.000-07:00

Happy Birthday, albeit a bit belated one. Sorry. Phone's dead. (Or so I say :o) HAHA. But yes, I'm sorry): And my internet was being retarded so I couldn't get this up until now. But I bet you had fun anyway, with all your friends in UK celebrating with you. ): Too bad I couldn't be there, I would have been the life of the party HAHA. So did you get a birthday kiss from some cute boy? HAHAHA. If yes, congrats ;) If no, well...there's always other holidays. Like Christmas, that's just around the corner. :DD MISTLETOE HIJACK YO! ;P

Well well, known you for...gosh...since Year 6! That's a looong time. Back in the ol' days when people used to confuse me for you and visa versa. Just cause we're Chinese and tall and glasses. Pshh. Whites. (I JOKE. You know ilu gaiz rly ;)

So you're 19 now, huh? You old grandma, you :p Gonna do all those grown-up type things soon.

Anyway, HOPE YOU'RE HAVING FUN WITHOUT ME (even though, I know, it's really hard because you miss me so much)

Love,
K a y

PS: I'm joking about the mistletoe thing.

PPS: But if you really want to do it...go for it. HAHA ;)

Fiction - Untitled.

2008-10-31T08:42:00.000-07:00

I...don't know what this is. Haha. A random piece of prose for you to sample, I suppose.

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The sounds of harsh panting filtered through the air, husky and rasp. Two lone figures stood, draped by the silvery ribbons of moonlight, twisted and melding into the sandpaper rough wall, scratching fragile tissue-like skin. Gasps rebounded across cold, hard surfaces as steel pins dug deep, bringing forth molten scarlet warmth, like the first forkful into an oozing chocolate cake. Her hair hung around her like a golden cloud, platinum strands dyed crimson, tainted by sin.

White canines flashed, highlighted by the effervescent glow of the moon. Drops splashed across hungry lips, a sticky tattoo when left to dry. Limp hands were woven into inky curls. Paler now. Her azure gaze fluttered shut, lashes that were painted black with mascara weighed down heavily against her fragile lids, crow's feet framed the outer corners of her eyes. Salty tears leaked under closed lids, travelling over powdered cheeks.

Eyes forced open with tremendous effort, and a shaky smile spread across ruby lips. Both remained, standing still, for a split second, before she fell into a crumpled heap on the dusty pavement.

He reached for his corner pocket, lifted his pristine white handkerchief from its place and lightly dabbed his mouth clean, as one would do after a meal. Gloved fingers combed through his dishevelled hair, before tossing the now dirty cloth onto the unmoving figure beneath him.

He turned.

Then left.

*

Anyway, hoped you enjoyed it. Whatever. Figured I should blog and this just happened.

Happy Halloween to those who celebrate it:)

Love,
K a y

Max Payne + Baby terrorist.

2008-10-18T04:26:00.000-07:00

Heh. Long time no blog. Shockingly, this blog has lasted more than 3 posts.

University applications are a right pain in the ass. :| I don't even want to think about it, cause I'll start checking my email every 5 minutes for replies and stuff. Then I'll start panicking once I don't see any new emails, and think "What if none of the unis accept me? omgomgomg, will I have to make hamburgers in McDonalds for the rest of my life? Will I have to work as a maid to a pompous jackass...?" And etc.

You get the picture.

Went to CheezBox on Thursday with Krish and Fatso, Hui was supposed to come but then she cancelled last minute cause of a clash in schedules. The food was...alriiight, but I was craving milk tea.

Here's Krish picking her nose, and Fatso with her spoon.

omg Fathin, you look like a psycho killer :| and Krishna...HAHA your face is just classic. :D

After that we were joined by Jo, who came late cause of 'work.' And we watched Max Payne...which, by the way, was horrible. Bad bad bad. Plotholes here there and everywhere. AND predictable. It was really funny though, cause we (mostly me and Fathin) laughed throughout the entire movie. They abused slow-mo; raped it to the extent that it probably added 30 minutes in total to the entire movie.

My baby cousin has been staying in Brunei with me for the past week or so, and remember how I told you he chooses the absolute worst times to poop?

Well. It happened again.

I was carrying him to his cot, so we wouldn't have to worry about him during dinner. And he dropped the bomb on me. D: It wasn't just a small bomb either. It was a BIG, SPLATTERING, STINK bomb. Evil. Evil. Baby.

Needless to say, I didn't have much dinner that night.

Buh Byes,
♥ K a y

Channel V - China's Youth Movement

2008-10-06T05:57:00.000-07:00

So I watched this show on Channel V, and it was about China's youth movement. Basically, it's about the culture of the 'youngsters' (wow, I feel so old when I use that word. HAHA.) in China.

Most of it was very funny, mostly consisting of Chinese 'hip-harp.' (Hip-hop to you and me both) There was a man who was saying how most people don't truly understand the meaning of 'hip-harp' and just wear the clothes to be fashionable and etc. But people like him, really appreciate hip-hip and feel the music shaking in his BONES. And he also went on about something to do with hip-hop becoming more and more 'parp' (Pop) and how it's ruining the whole hip-hop culture. Whatever, I wasn't really paying attention.

So anyway, there was one bit that kinda annoyed me. One boy/man said that he was “yellow on the outside, but black on the inside.” And he was the same one who kept saying 'nigga' and 'yoyoyo' among other 'gangsta' terms.

I mean, wth? HAHAHA.

Is it so bad to be CHINESE? Is there a rule which states that you couldn't 'be Chinese and practise' hip-hop? Does claiming to be African-American on the inside make you feel superior?

And dude, what's with the 'being black on the inside?' You're clearly Chinese. Not. Fooling. Anyone. A blind man can tell you're Chinese.

You're not convincing anyone with your hip-HARP. Saying 'nigga' continuously doesn't make you black.

I'm not dissing anyone. Well, I am. I'm dissing that 'yellow on the outside, black on the inside' guy. But not anyone else, promise (:0

I just don't get why he can't be a Chinese (yellow on the outside, yellow on the inside) hip-hop artist.

You don't see John Mayer claiming to be black on the inside, and blues originated from the African-American slaves.

Okay. End of rant. I'll post my pictures from KK up another time.

Buh Byes,
♥ K a y

Sick. Family. Tokio Hotel.

2008-09-21T06:15:00.000-07:00

So I'm sick. Again. And the majority of my time spent in the past week or so have been looking at old pics that I've taken on the trip.

I miss my nephew :(

I just wanna bite his cheeks. :(

I miss him so much:( I don't, however, miss taking care of him. That. I don't like at all. Dirty diapers smell like shit, literally. And it sucks especially in the middle of dinner. omg, I swear this baby has the worst timing. Either that or he's doing it on purpose cause he's an evil baby.

I was on the phone with my cousin just now, and he is seriously the most er-wu (2-5, literally. But more like, two-faced.) kid around. And he asks me "Jiejie(Big Sister), do you have money?"

And I said no.

Then he asks, "Does daddy(my dad, his godfather) have money?"

And I said yes.

THEN he says to me, "I don't want to talk to you anymore. Give the phone to daddy."

!?

!?!?

Of course I didn't want to pass the phone to my dad yet, so I kept talking to him. But he refused to answer me. So finally, I handed the phone to my dad.

Guess what he said to my dad?

(In an uber manja voice.) "Daddy, I heard you have money~ Can you buy me a bus? A red one."

...Wow. Materialistic brat D: And to think that he's only 2 and a half. :|

Evil. Sometimes. Kinda.

I really think the lead singer of Tokio Hotel sounds like a girl. If you haven't heard of Tokio Hotel, they're this band from...Germany? Somewhere there. Below is a song of theirs called Monsoon.

He LOOKS like a girl too. And I got really confused, so I wikied him. And it turns out...his name is Bill.

Bill Kaulitz.

But Bill nonetheless.

Sorry. But am I the only one who finds this incredibly amusing? I mean...his looks don't really...go with the name.

Hai. My name is Bill.

Okay I shall now abruptly end this blog entry.

Buh Byes,
♥ K a y

Travelling Part II.

2008-09-13T03:59:00.000-07:00

A pointless entry, just here to post some of my food pictures :D Went to eat 'xiao long bau.' And took loads of pictures xD So many that the table next to us started staring. :x

10 lil' baus. All waiting for me :D

My favourite food picture :x Jobless, I know.

Second favourite food pic.

The many faces of bau:

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:<

Buh Byes,
♥ K a y

First Post. Travelling Part I.

2008-09-10T06:29:00.000-07:00

Well, I guess I finally jumped in on the bandwagon and made a blog. Boredom makes you do many things. Camhoar, for instance. Which I have been doing a lot lately, even though my original camhoar buddy has gone off to Melbourne. (Yes. You. 박려진.) It's pretty sad camhoaring alone though...YES I ADMIT. T_T;;

I was overseas yesterday, for those who don't know. It's so good to finally get out of Brunei for a while. I was about 5 seconds away from OD-ing on Brunei, like, seriously. -_-

My favourite 'outside the plane window' shot of the trip.

Of course I took a photo of myself as well. I am me after all.

So I was out that day with family in Singapore and there was a Lion Dance competition at Takashimaya. It was there that I got to hear a wonderful example of Singaporean wit. (no offence to any Singaporeans out there:) And the group who wins will be crowned “LION KING.”

Har har har.

So funny. >_>

And they seemed really proud of that joke/pun/thing. Cause the girl who was announcing didn't just say it normally...she went “and the WINNER will be crowned...-pause for dramatic effect- LION...KIIIING!” And the crowd loved it. They went wild and tumbled over with laughter. A particularly funny uncle was standing on a chair behind me laughed so hard that he fell down from the chair. :x And NOBODY went to help him. I didn't, cause someone was blocking me(:0 (excuse)

During the performance, there was this Indian man to my far right, and he was really, really annoying. Why? Because every SINGLE trick the group did...he'd go “WOO! YEAH! (claps)”

But that wasn't all. He kept making all these LEWD, OHOHOHO-I-AM-SO-FUNNY JOKES. For example, since the performance is based on a male lion trying to win the affection of a female lion. In the middle of this really dramatic pause...he shouts at the top of his lungs “WOOT! GO GET HIM TIGER. RAWR! -insert boisterous laugh here-” o.m.g. And the worst joke ever, “He might be a lion but he's hung like a STALLION!!-winkwink-”

eYea. :|

And that wasn't the end to all the annoying people there. This uncle, a picture below taken with my uber ninja skillz, was creepily nosey. He kept looking at my phone while I was texting. :| So I got annoyed, and typed “-_-'' there's a nosey person looking at what I'm typing.” -insert confused look directed at me- “Yes, you uncle.” I don't think he got the point though ):

Here be annoying uncle.
Okay, so the photo isn't great. But I had to be ninja okay? Geez.

I went shopping alone, but found out I forgot to bring my purse out. Smart Karman, smart. But then, I came up with the ingenious idea of taking pictures of the clothes I wanted to buy. Cause I brought my camera along with me. I know I know, I brought my camera but not my purse. I'm totally smart like that.

Outfit 1

Outfit 2

Didn't get much shopping done after that cause I had to meet up with my mum at Baker's Inn. The food there...is...good. Orgasmic.

...Did I just describe food as orgasmic? I need to see my shrink.

Now you see cake.

Now you don't.

Food glorious food.

Satisfaction.

Here's my cousin when he just woke up from his nap, cute no?

Here he is again with his blankie. Which he stole from my mum.

After that we went shopping to get him (my cousin) some new clothes. And he got really shy in front of all the aunties at the shop, and he didn't want to change in front of them. HAHA. So we had to do this:

Protection against the stares of paedophiles.

Okay, this entry is getting too long. So I'll stop it here.

Buh byes,
♥ K a y

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