Friday, June 25, 2010

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Thursday, June 17, 2010

[myself] Not happy with updates...



Yeah, I'm not going to lie.
I hate the updates of our boys TVXQ's news.
I hate it.
Yunho announced that he's going to try musical.
Yay, woohoo, woot! etc etc...
Okay, when exactly will all of you guys get together and make music like you used to do?

I believe my dear Yunho who is a 'SINGER' is gone...
I believe my beloved group TVXQ is gone...
I rather not believe all this and continue to 'always keep the faith'
But reality is harsh (and believe me, what would I give to be able to kick it at the butt) and I'm sad to not able to listen to those mesmerizing, soothing music made by the 5 or them (note 5 of them, not '3')

Friday, June 11, 2010

[FOOD] Yum Yum Cafe

Really [tin ng sau], Kampar got crap-ed up by crappy restaurants.



Just now, I’m eating dinner in a crap restaurant (I don’t know if I can really call it a restaurant but it’s not a café either so yeah…)
We never guess it would be this bad until our order started arriving.
I ordered a lemon juice and see this! What the bleeping hell is this?!



There’s a plum in my lemon juice. I asked the waiter who sent the drinks and he asked me to wait while he go and check it out. It’s been a while and I think he’s not coming back (talk about service, huh?)
So I strode up to the counter and ask the waitress if it’s really my lemon juice and she told me it is and it’s their style to put plum inside (Sweet, idiots who like to customize default drinks, should have given special name to it so I won’t order it)

It tasted like isotonic drinks with a lil bit of lemon and plum. And it cost me RM2.50 (good lord, I won’t order it if I knew it ONLY isotonic drink *roll eyes*)
- The waiter returned later with other drinks to other tables so I guess I’m right that he’ll never come back (not coming back with MY explanation, that’s it)
- And the lemon in the picture comes from my sister’s ice lemon tea (she took pity on my lemonless lemon juice drink)

Later, our food started coming in. Mine is fine, just normal but not so tasty. My sister’s rice is the bad one. She ordered chicken curry rice but look here! (pardon the finished dish)



It doesn’t tasted ‘very’ chicken if you get what I mean. Normal chicken curry rice won’t have this vegetable [ladyfinger] in the ingredient list unless it is fish head curry or vegetable curry. I was like “Stop eating this crap, we should tell them it’s not chicken curry” and my sister replied “Well, there’s CHICKEN and CURRY here so I don’t think they’ll do anything about this crap”. FAILED

My brother’s rice is okay because it’s hard to go wrong with only egg and sausage, you know ^^;;
- But later, it did go wrong as my brother refused to eat the last bite of his rice. Apparently, the egg is too salty for normal level.

My mom’s noodle is not okay. It’s not in the right color and it’s tasteless. My mom felt a lil bit disgusted after eating it. FAILED
- By the way, one point that contributed to this F grade is the waitress took the dish and walked through a rainy pathway (instead of going through the sheltered one) to our table

2 SAVED, 2 FAILED.
VERDICT: FAILED.
We will not visit this shop ever again.

Tuesday, June 01, 2010

[myself] Me, a loner?




I wonder if I'm a loner?
I don't think I understand the definition fully because my dictionary is the urban dictionary. But some of them really hits the mark, but then again, totally missed some. Maybe I have split personality and one of it is a loner?

I don't speak much with strangers because I don't think sharing information with a just-met-person agreeable. This might peg me as an introvert but there are times where I talk a lot in my group of friends. After that, I will think back and couldn't believe that I could talk that much.

Once, me and my friends chat about personality and eventually it's about me.
They said that on the outside, I look like I'm very guarded and hard to approach. And that I'm cold, HA~!

To add in points, no long after we played some animal personality quiz from the newspaper and guess what represent me?
Tiger? No.
Bear? No.
Shark? No.
It's snake, a cold-blooded reptile.
Perhaps I'm cold after all.

It didn't help that I'm stuck with a super street-smart social girl at school.
She overshadows me and nobody knows who I am other than [name]'s friend.
Lol, I didn't even get invited to my own name-changing party.

Besides being a loner, I'm also weird.
Common sense is not for me to possess.
Heck, I know my mother is a women and father a man but that is as far as my not-so-common-sense goes.
That's why I scored so damm low in my composition papers.
Hey, I'm good in language and so, but it's always composition which drags me down.
I think I'm creative but I guess I just couldn't figure out why social issues happened at school and how to handle/prevent it. *shrugged*
Sometimes I think my ideas are really good, creative you can call but when the others heard about it, they'll just smile and shrugged it off with the thought "What kind of freaking idea is that?!" in their mind.
I know, their looks never changes... it's always the tight smile while the brain try to figure a way out from me

Recently, I kind of reached my limits because I'm stationed with the girl mentioned earlier (the super street smart social girl) and I'm kind of squished/cramped or whatever you called it whenever she gets along with the other and I don't.
I actually don't mind but I don't like how it looks on me. I don't like pity and I don't want anyone to think that I'm lonely.
I like to be alone, mind you.
But in this country, society controls how everything goes.
If the society thinks that being a loner is weird, then I'm weird.

I looked like a Grim Reaper while the girl looked like the bloody blonde in Legally Blonde. It's the black hairs that hold her back from being in that shoe.
Hey, it's not my fault that I love black, white and grey.
But in this country, it's my fault.
My friend pegged me as an Emo, and nobody cares what I write.
Not even when I'm declaring my suicide attempt.
Not that I have the gut to do it but if I can get my hand on a painless, quick death, I'll gladly embrace it. (provided it's free)

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