k-squared.

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.

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.

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.

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.)

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(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.

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(:!!