Counting down the day(s)

I am extremely blog-dry at the moment.
2008 has left me uninspired and totally unable to dredge up anything but the most boring crap to post.

So as to explain the title. I just can't wait for January to come to an end that’s I'm counting down the hours left to February, as if, with January gone, a delusional curse will be instantly lifted. Haha that faintly sounds like Sleeping Beauty waiting for her true love's kiss or something like that.

As you can evidently tell, January hasn’t exactly been the finest days of my existence or for several others for that matter. The year started with bucketful of tears and whines. It was dreadful and was a cause to dire black eyes days after, it set off series of unstable-cheerless sessions. These thirty days hasn’t been entirely crappy as it sounds. It was then, people whom you take for granted to break your fall leaves you lying in the reeking ditch whilst a few comes into picture and picks you up, hands you a change of clothes and later on proceed to laugh about it over a drink together. But then again, laugh at yourself first before anyone else can.

Nevertheless, I leave January 2008 behind overflowing with hope, opportunity and much expectation in February where everything’s elastic and the colors of my memory and fantasy are worlds brighter than the drabness surrounding me.

So in the absence of my brain, here's yet a photo that never fails to inspire me.

Yes indeed, the french fries are the greatest the thought of it cheers me up almost instantly, and they say happiness ain't elusive if you know where to look for it!

Randomly I found this website. I know I'm obsessed with my name, don't glare at me. But you can't blame me for it. I get quite a fair share of teasing during schooling days.

• Although the name Weishya creates the urge to be reliable and responsible, we emphasize that it causes an emotional intensity that is hard to control.
  
• This name, when combined with the last name, can frustrate happiness, contentment, and success, as well as cause health weaknesses in the nervous system, worry, and mental tension.
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• Your name of Weishya makes you very idealistic and generous, with the strong desire to uplift humanity leading you into situations where you can express your desire to serve others.
  
• You want to assume responsibilities and to look after people; however, you can become too involved in other people's problems and tend to worry.
  
• Your name gives you a natural desire to express along artistic and musical lines.
  
• You desire a settled home and family life, and are expressive and attentive to your loved ones.

Your full name creates the overall conditions in your life as well as your destiny. It is a very important factor.

I'm pooped

Yes, I am TIRED. Worn out, exhausted, dead beat, doesn't matter what you call it, you get my drift. My eyelids are drooping like sacks of apples. Words are not even flowing to my brain cells like they use to or perhaps my intelligence is just deteriorating like how a ninety year old man’s memory would eventually worsen and fade. I’ve been bumming around too much eh?

Instead of going into detail of my very chaotic weekend, I’ll just go thru the random things that sailed through my scrawny head in general. Okay?

Friday and Saturday was spent working at Digital Mall, Section 14. It was their Anniversary and in vital need of workers. Being the kind soul that I am, I agreed to help out. And yes, who looks forward to work? Even if the pay is a rewarding sum of cash? Sigh.

I think my Phillips boss is whacky and absurd. He gives illogical explanations unfound nowhere near common sense. Over lunch the other day he tells me with a dead straight face, on any account I should never smoke, ever, in between his fingers was a lighted stick of cigarette. Gee.

Women in four inch heels, size zero waist and skinny long legs intimidate me. They daunt me in a way. I'm not sure why I'm telling you this but I find them rather threatening them despite their scrawny undernourished looks. How shallow of me.

What’s more, this weekend further reminded me how I loath being called ‘leng lui’ be it a total stranger or a friend, I despise it likewise. I find it rather vulgar and offensive. Do you? I daresay ‘amoi’ sounds vaguely pleasant if put side by side.

Whoever that said secretary is a very straightforward painless post is completely mistaken.
I am a living-breathing-and-weary proof.

Do watch this video clip!! It got me laughing silly while at work. So, if you’re having a not so great day, watch it. You'll laugh in delight how adorable the sheep is :)

My fatigue is conquering at the larger portion of me. Hence I shall hit the publish post button and cry out my good nights.

Hey people, did you know humming birds are as humongous as a minuscule golf ball?

HAPPY Birthday Wei Chian, I hope you had a joyful and blissful one. Did you enjoy the cupcakes? Heehee. I miss Anthony lessons with you laaa.

Maggi goreng, tak nak tauhu.

Today I PASSED my Undang-undang (driving theory) test! Got 90%, ain’t that super fantastic, but it’ll do! Thanks to Venice for tipping me with her wise words of: “If you don’t know an answer, go with the longest one!” That piece of advice is here for all the rest of you to harvest its benefits…if you dare that is.

I arrived reasonably early. Not that I was late or anything because the god damnit vehicle that was to ferry us about was tardy. I met Kee Hoong and Amrul there who were mumbling with their own undang-undang booklets. We were all of the same purpose on that day. About 9am, we departed to Damansara by a van. To our suprise, the small compacted room was too, overcrowded with students of other driving centers. I grumble and pick holes a great deal, I know. That it came to a point that Amrul had to feed me mint mentos’s every few minutes or so just to shush me, sue me dude!

Well, the next part is yet another dreadful lecture, six hours this time! I can’t believe how messed up the system is. Bleargh.

Someone once discouraged me from driving, the logical reason: “there’ll be less road accidents this year”

On a different note, why does everyone doubt my capability to cook? Yes, I cook. Don’t give me that puzzled look full with shock and astonishment! Whenever I make that statement, it’s always always followed by a ‘you’re bluffing’ or something close to that. Sheesh.

Over our lunch at the ulu mamak today, I suddenly wanted to know how to cook maggi goreng. Don’t laugh okay. It’s not hilarious I tell you. I was curious and I'm always so used with the soupy ones. And yes, Kee Hoong burst out in laughter’s finding my lack of knowledge in the secret recipe of maggi goreng highly amusing. I swear this classmate of mine has a thing for plowing up all my flaws and amplifying them for the world, repeatedly. He questioned my ability to cook.

How dare you.

Nevertheless he proceed to explain the simple steps to cook maggi goreng which I replied with a 'cheh' haha! I can't give him credit for maggi goreng, I have my pride to keep you know.

All good things are wild and free.
- Henry David Thoreau

When the cat's away..

Yes, I'm blogging from work. Ssshhh, don't tell anyone. Not like there is anyone to tell. I work for Phillips and my actual boss isn't around! Amrul is my acting boss :) and he's nice and lets me off work early too haha.

Let me say that I am extremely LUCKY. I was fortunate enough to land myself into this weekend job.

My supervisor and his brothers are genuinely good people that I like to be around and like working with.

So, in an act of (silent) rebellion, I choose to blog. I could be selling a Mp3 right now, but instead, here I am. And I'm happy to be here!

Hey Mr. Alligator!

"Weishya gets paid to wear a skirt,
its not fair!
My four weeks pay is equivalent to her
three days earnings!"

Yes, you heard or read it right. I'm working as a Phillips promoter at Parade over the weekend. My uniform comprises of a black halter top and a black skirt. Black and black, don't ask why.

My work is relatively easy. My job is to smile and give out flyers and yes, to sell Mp3s. Like I said, its easy. The tricky part of it is to be oblivious the stares received being dressed in a skirt every once moment or so. Sigh. Digital One in Parade is known for its notebooks and other computer related knick knacks. Not Mp3s :( and thus, business is crap.

My workplace has an excessive number of air conditioners fixed, I swear. And having such flimsy uniform only made it worst by a tenfold. I must have looked like a shriveled up hamster or close to that because my supervisor's colleague started offering me their oversized jacket which stank of cologne, cigarettes and bits of yesterday's lunch.

Dear Amrul/Roi/Abaaaaaaaang,
Thank you, for being so nice to me the past two days.
And for keeping me safe from buaya's gawking gaze.
I still think you smoke too much.
and yes, my actual working hours shall remain between us both.
Shh :)

I fell in love with these cupcake blogskins! I'd die for one of them, by any chance there's a kind soul out there willing to get one for me, please? :D

BOSS coming! Boss coming!
Go wear your tight top and mini skirt!
- Joey

Of rain and frustrations

Undang is so dull,

it drives Weishya nuts!

And I finally sat for the FIVE-hour long driving talk already. It's absolutely pointless, but it's not like anything about the "learning-to-drive process" isn't. I'm just glad I've got one tiresome step out of the way. And I met Kee Hoong there, of all people. Guardian angels come in many forms, I believe, he was mine for the day. He is not that bad to hang out with actually. :) I managed to tempt him to try a lollipop. A guy who’s stays far away from sugary foodstuff for the fear of diabetes. Imagine that!

Me and my blueberry flavor lollipop

Kee Hoong, hours later with a cola one.
I have great influence, I know :)

The bible

Very attentive, agree much?

The talk started with mundane videos and pathetic jokes, I swear, that speaker can win the ‘Best malingerer’ award. He idles and waste time. I nearly pulled my hair out in frustration. Hey malay dude, ever heard of the pepatah ‘Time is PRECIOUS’?

It was impossible to catch a few winks. The chap behind me kept nudging my chair, its infuriating and intolerable. I managed to live through it amazingly. After lunch, I had this vast urge to pee. I was taken aback by floating faeces. What a turn off ish.

After the talk, we took a lengthy route home. Had to pick up the other students who were taking the Undang test at someplace in KL. A larger portion of the day I didn’t know my precise location. Dad called asking my whereabouts more then once, and without fail, I replied I donno lah! Sesat wei.

At that KL undang exam centre, I made new friends. Amran, Minguel & Jason! Haha these three are a perfect example of muhhibah. Jason is what you say…err unique? He’s got a piercing on his lip which I can’t help but gape whenever he strikes a conversation that I’ve to look in another direction. Jason sniffs total strangers hair and bets on which shampoo brand they use. He went right down to its brand and colour in fact. How you know I use the pink colour Sunsilk ah? People, for future references, I do not use liters of shampoo nor do I wash my hair thrice a day. Sheesh.

Jason, I'm no amoi la you doink. For that matter, I'm not a hamburger either, Minguel

All that waiting was a huge swell in the arse especially when one is in need to pee and is in severe hunger. Not a great combination I would say. I reached home only at eight pm. Yes, you heard it right, EIGHTpm. That is insane as I was over and done with the talk at 2thirty pm. Approximately five hours thirty minutes washed down the drain.

On a random note, I saw Mika's video for Lollipop. Cute animations.

Another random note, I am mediocre clueless about operating Facebook.

My holidays are great but it's becoming very routine. In need for a slight change, I'm working as a promoter for Phillips in Parade this weekend, come visit me :):)

Let's see

By estimation, I've probably received about a thousand or more chain emails in my life.

Now some of these emails, I was naive enough to forward it around, but the older and wiser I got, I deleted it straight away despite the..

HUGE, BOLD, CAPITAL

letters telling me not to delete them.

So there was this chain email a few years ago that says I'm suppose to become ugly and lose all my friends by now. I'm still living and breathing and I don't seem to have grown any unusual warts of any kind so, yea. And if my friends are really robots with very good facial transplants, then yes, I think I've lost them.

{You guys aren't robots are you?)

Apparently my love life cannot be saved by now. I guess i'm to be a spinster for life with my highly unusual, stumpy warts. Now, what is with the warts?!?!?

At 8pm on the night I accidentaly read another chain email, I was suppose to meet a bloody, stringy-haired ghost if I didn't forward the email. 8pm came and I was happily reading a book and no stringy-haired ghost came about.

And what about those ridiculous emails that say:

"Send this to 20 people and a SURPRISE will pop up after you click 'send'"

Just for laughs I actually tried it. The only surprise was that a giant godzilla like monkey cum tortoise didn't pop up behind me and roar. So very disappointing. And there I was glancing left and right after I clicked the 'send' button. The closest thing to a surprise that I got was a spinning headache. You know, with all that glancing left and right, it can really mess up the fluid in your semicircular canals.

Aha.. and the ever so famous chain email.

"Send this to 50 people on your list and your true love will call you in 3 hours"

How ironic.

Imagine a poor, naive girl waiting anxiously 3 hours later after hitting 'send'. She's pacing up and down in front of the phone and biting her nails. And then... the phone rings..*ring ring ring*

Poor, Naive Girl : H-h-he-hellooo?
Caller : Hi, this is Alan calling fr-
Poor, Naive Girl : ALAN!!!! Are you my true love?? *skips around happily*
Caller whose name is Alan : Uh, no, this is Alan calling from the in-
Poor, Naive Girl : You're not?!
Alan: No...I'm just calling to ask abou-...hello?.. HELLO?

Poor, Naive Girl becomes hysterical and weeps and sobs and then goes to comfort herself with a tub of Cookies and Creme Baskin Robbins while poor Alan from the insurance company scratches his head, thoroughly abashed.

Utterly ridiculous, but hey, at least I can get some laughs out of it. :)

Decisively indecisive

I am indecisive.

I really am. Ask anyone. Even a stranger on a bus or the cashier at the nearby seven11 can tell you how indecisive I am.

No need for that, just ask me, Reese’s Peanut Butter cups or Hershey?

My indecisiveness managed to bubble up a tiny conflict between my parents! I feel so bad lah.

I was up at KLCC the last weekend for The Star’s annual Education Fair. With so many courses available today, I'm spoil for choices. Choosing the right one can be very very daunting. Especially when I've got issues to keep in mind. It haunts me all the time.

The place was nonetheless, very chaotic. Everywhere you go, you see a familiar face, plenty of lalas , ah bengs, and yes, crowds and crowds of college hunters like me, and plenty of parents. Yes, it was very chaotic and there was such a noisy atmosphere.

I went to every nook and canny, and everywhere, everyone was offering us pamphlets, plastic bags, pens, bookmarks and who knows what, which I just didn't bother checking and just chuck it all into the plastic bags. Seriously, these people will pounce on you especially if you tell them you are an SPM leaver, just like a predator waiting to pounce on its prey. So well after going through a few rounds, I still haven't made up my mind about which college, I would like to pursue my tertiary education.

Some colleges took the nuisance to pen down my personal information regardless of my hostility. I’ve got to give them the credit though. One in particular, woke me up on Monday morning. Groans. Another took the trouble to add me on msn.

Err.. is that normal?

Indecisive

Oh well, I am still in the midst of contemplation and have no idea where I am heading to yet. I'm currently sitting on the fence of indecision, trying to encounter all of the frustration and struggles. Worries aside, I'm taking the driving ceramah on Thursday! My first baby step to driving :)

It’s the moments when we walk side by side
I carelessly slip my hand into his and when he clasp my palm tighter,
locks his fingers between mine,
not wanting to let go,
I feel as if his skin talking to mine,
assuring me that everything will be okay.

Decisions are at the heart of leader success, and at times there are critical moments when they can be difficult, perplexing, and nerve-racking. However, the boldest decisions are the safest. This source provides useful and practical guidance for making efficient and effective decisions in both public and private life. Nothing succeeds a success better than another sweet success.

Professor Hossein Arsham

On my guard

Someone asked me the other day, ‘Weishya, can I ask you something?’ And being my vigilant inane self I replied ‘It depends. Something could be anything and anything is just about everything under the sun.’ I swear over my pillows, on any other ordinary day, I would have replied ‘yea sure, what’s up?’ At this circumstance, does it embody that Weishya is just being wary of herself or …? Hmmm.

Still alive

Yes, I'm back. And only because it’s so depressing to see a lesser amount of people are visiting my blog :(. And to those who have been harassing me on updates, nah, here it is.

Only recently it dawned upon me that I’ll be eighteen years of age this year. Nah, after being a hodgepodge muddle in my thick milky white cranium for awhile, it’s finally typed out in white and black on this blogpost now. I’d be eighteen yet I'm prone to making childlike judgments ever so often.

Sigh. Grow up Weishya.

The New Year, as many of you are aware of, is regularly interrelated to a new beginning or chapter. For me, it’s nothing like that. Not yet at least. I’ve got high hopes, mind you. Stepping into 2008 also meant facing the agony of deciding on college courses. I'm vulnerable, scared shitless of reality. And oblivious as I ever was.

I’ve been fillin up my new yearly planner with friends’ birthdays and important little things like that. I’ve always liked new stationary :) Its funny how certain people once matter so much in our lives that their birthdays, mobile phone number and things like that are tattooed on our brain cells. And yet, at this point of life we need ridiculous things like yearly planners and reminders to jog our memory.

What I’ve realize somewhere in the middle of my disappearance is that sometimes just having the conversation can make events spiral off in a different, even more dangerous direction. You could go mad, wondering if you’d done the right thing. Sigh. Up till now, I'm still questioning if what I did was for the best. I didn’t want to keep letting you down, frustrating you, hurting you. At the same time, I didn’t want to disappoint my parents either.

I’d apparently managed to do both at once by making one stupid dense decision.
I know I'm crying over a carton of exploded milk.

However wearisome yet frustrating it may seem, friends were there, lighten up my days. To whom may be concerned, I'm deeply thankful. To those with fake smiles plastered onto your faces with feign concerned arched onto your hearts, yes, I can see through you, please keep your distance.

I have so much to say, so much to rant, so much to articulate. I need to get them off my chest but then again I’d hate to expose the vulnerable side of me. A friend once advised me before, there's a limit to a bottle and one day it will shatter. The bottle did break. No, it exploded. Everything came spilling out and since then nothing has been right.

So what do you do when a bottle is chock-full? Let it out? Veto, find another bottle within you.

Dear friends of mine,

I know I’ve been in a rather foul mood lately. I'm so sorry.
Lately I’ve been feeling as if a bomb within me had blow up, blowing me apart across the continents. I'm picking up the pieces and gluing them back together like a jigsaw puzzle with UHU glue. Very soon, I'll be okay, I promise ;)

To my best friend,
You can fill in gaps in a way no one else ever could,
Thank you.
I suppose you can stop asking me ‘are you okay?’ twice,
just to check if I really am.
I do notice these little things okay!

I know this blogpost is slightly messy but tolerate it for my sake.

re-edit: 2007 In a Bottle of Sand

The new year of 2008 is here. I can smell it!

I thought I’d put up this New Year’s meme survey thing. I’ll redo it again the subsequent year and see how things change or might not change.

Glad to see 2007 go?
I wouldn’t redo 2007 if I could. But the most I can do is wish certain bits of it lasted longer.

Age turned in 2007?
17

Did you change your hair in 2007? How?
Cut it really short a week before Trials1, can’t say I regretted it though (:

The best part of 2007?
Completing SPMs!

The worst part of 2007?
Endless studying and getting a huge fat D for BM, gawd. Who gets B for BM?!!!

Any new crushes in 2007? Who?
Only one, but apparently even that couldn’t go smoothly. Its karma I guess.

Who will you never forget?
The sweet lil kid at Rumah Charis who asked me for an mandarin orange in a rather peculiar manner.

Who did you wish you did not meet?
That pervert guy at the park..

Did you have a boyfriend in 2007?

Did you fall in love in 2007?
yea.

Did you catch someone in a lie in 2007?
I’m sure I have. People lie too much.

Did you call them out?
No I didn’t. Being caught in one is too embarrassing.

Did you get caught in a lie? What was it?
I’m sure I have been, but didn’t know it. Thick skinned maybe?

Funniest moment of 2007?
I fell rather clumsily in a public place and instead of rushing off red faced and embarrassed, I got up and laugh with my best friend. I think that incident shall be imprinted in both our memories for quite awhile :)

Did you take any vacations in 2007? Where?
Anthony's place? I'm there every week withoout fail. And thank you Martin for being there with me every single time!

Any new hobbies of 2007?
Taking random pictures. Especially foood!

Did you get a new job in 2007?
Hahaha sadly, no.

Did you lose a job in 2007?
Nah, I barely started work..

Did you host a party in 2007?
Does my birthday thingy count?

Where did most of your money go?
Due to everyday studying and having to hibernate at home, most of it went to hotlink reloads and study food.

What song will always remind you of 2007?
Hold On by Jet

What do you wish you’d done more of?
Crawling out of my shell. And dangerous things.

What do you wish you’d done less of?
Getting caught at the oddest places in school with a certain someone.

Biggest achievement in 2007?
Does studying until four.am count?

Biggest failure in 2007
Still unable to speak in to large crowds.

In 2007, did you lie to miss a day of work / school?
That goes without a saying. I can’t remember the number of times I got Daddy to sign a letter excusing me from school due to severe upset stomach or something outright ridiculous like that.

Did you move in 2007?
Nopee. Same ol same ol.

Did you wish on a shooting star in 2007? :
Didn't actually see any. I remember how I used to look at the stars all the time. Nowadays I always forget to.

What was your greatest musical discovery? :
That I've none :( Sad, I know.

What was the best book you read? :
The one I just finished, Jane Green’s Bookends.

What was your favorite movie of the year? :
Enchanted. But it was with the company of somebody that I enjoyed Chuck and Larry.

What did you want in 2007 and got?
Love & Friendship. Lots of it. thank you to those who are concerned.

What did you want in 2007 but didn’t get?
I wanted many things from 2007, but to list down what I didn't successfully achieve is too just many.

Did you make-out in public in 2007?
A small number of times =)

What’s the ringer on your cellphone?
Same ol Nokia default.

What kept you sane?
My pillows, Crystal, and my pink shampoo?

Who did you miss?
Many many people. Izham who left school, one day without informing anyone. Chee Lup, who we rarely meet. Jit Hu, whom I dearly miss. Wooi Lee, who lives in Sarawak and only visit on yearly basis. Szu Lynn, whom just disappeared into thin air. Ron, who din’t keep in touch after our fall out. Jian Hon, who lives in NZ three quarters of the year.

Who was the best new person you met?
-

What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying?
Getting my driver’s license, getting my diver’s license. Deciding on my college stuffs. This is all to be achieved within the next 6 months. Err, hopefully.

Did you drink too much in 2007? :
Nope

Your favorite commercial of 2007? :
Everything to do with DIGI. These people are supercool.

Something you couldn’t leave home without in 2007?
Wallet & mobile

How did you spend New Year’s 2007?
You know, I swear I don’t remember.

Valentines Day 2007? :
-

Easter 2007? :
Sleeping probably?

Halloween 2007? :
Studying, two weeks till SPMs.

Thanksgiving 2007? :
Didn’t have that one too!

Christmas 2007? :
spent the eve of it having dinner with my relatives and the later part of the nite of it at the curve and the even more later part of it whizzing around Ikea on their trolleys. Woke up late on Christmas morning with a kaput-ed heart, had a Christmassy breakfast of scrambled eggs and sausages. Spent the evening listening to endless Christmas songs. I swear I dint know there were sooo many!

Your birthday? :
The first few midnight minutes of it were spent with on the phone with Pravin. I went school surprisingly to end up having a great time. Had dinner later on in the night with the family.

How do you plan to usher in the New Year?
I’ve got no plans to begin with.

Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2007
Sometimes it’s better to be quiet, even if you have something to say. And eat more chocolate.

happy new year, everybody :) here’s to an amazing 2008.

p/s: I was in a crappy mood when I did this, as you can clearly see there are an awful lot of blanks, will edit it later =)