Sunday, June 25, 2006

French Nipples..

Whats with me and nipples really?

Last week during our French Class, the seminar room gets really chilly. So there's this girl, familiar by sight but unfamiliar by identity, got this really hard nipples it obscenely sticks out, causing alot of "attention" there. Anne and I came up with a pathetic conclusion that she got a hardon learning French. Meh.

During the Guinness party, I wore this top where 3/4 of my rack was sticking out, wobbling about esp when i shake the area while dancing. Crisci calls it erotic and then she asked:-
Crisci: Arent you wearing a bra?
Dar: How am i supposed to be wearing a bra with a top this sexy?
Crisci: Didnt you sew pads on it?
Dar: No
Crisci: Then where are your nipples?

Does she really want to see my nipples? sheeeeesh...

Not to mention I downed 4 slippery nipples and the most of all the shots I had during my night out with anne.

What a nipply week.

Sunday, June 18, 2006

Clubbing Invitation

OK, 2 parties I cant wait to go. Even if I dont have company, I dont mind going alone, but hey, the more the merrier!
1) Guinness Code Black Evolution Party (this Friday, 8pm onwards, Ruums, can wear anything I suppose) My LJ has more stuff about this party in detail.
2) Juice's 8th Birthday Bash (8th july, 10pm-3am, Ruums, wear a hat and bring a banana - a banana themed party)

Comment me if ya wanna go!

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Quite a packed weekend(not exactly coming to think of it). Thursday was a rough night watching Anne cry over her shattered pieces. But dinner in Chillis Mid Valley was awesome with Anne. Watched football, downed cocktail after cocktail (oh that was me) - more like drank till i drop! Went to bed early, cos there wasnt any point staying up late right when there's no fun anymore? So much for the Trinidad-England match.

Friday, woke up, consoled Anne who is in shock and disbelief. Then left for MidValley(yet again, god I hate that place so much but Anne likes it so why not go for her sake at her roughest times?) Dined at Secret Recipes. A wholesome chocolate cake did its wonders by drowning all your sad reality..temporarily. Talked and yakked like grannies parted for 10 years. Wacthed "Benchwarmers" - had a GREAT laugh in such a long time. Funny me, I'm a fan of extremely sensible and smart humour but also am a huge fan of stupidly hilarious humour. Explains alot about me - smart and stupid. The latter applicable at most times. Then I sent Anne back in the taxi home and I went to the Sports Bar next to Secret Recipe and had 3 bottles of Heineken (as you can see, the money is going as well! :() should really save up! Watched replays of the nights matches with almost no one in the pub. So I was bored as anything, and there was this Ozzie who was sitting across me, giving me the eye, so I politely asked him if I could sit with him and he welcomed me. Quite an interesting chap. From Melbourne but moved to Hobart, here for business. Talked about Australia, Malaysia, football, and the current news in teh world! How odd for a stranger lol. Left with a peck on my cheeks, a firm handshake and "Hope to catch ya around sometime", with an absolutely fit charm and grinned dimples. What a day!

Went back swarmed up! Jasmine and Deb both cancelled their plans, which I could say I;m rather disappointed with but maybe they have other reasons to cancel it so why should I jump into conclusions?

Went for a dinner at Mandarin Oriental last night. Had loads of wine and still cant cheer me up. Dinner was delectable. Love my foie gras.

Today, ah, woke up and went for my usual jogging(and I'm still fat, talking about absolute stubbornness) and then got ready to go to KLCC to meet up with Esther. Reached there and went to Dome for a set breakfast and nice hot chocolate :) Talked like grannies again, Its fun catching up for lost times. And I've always been fond of Esther for her willingness to do just about anything to accomplish success, and shes a hard worker and a playmaker. Love her spirit to evolve to succeed. And then she had to balike awal, and I walked around KLCC all by myselfand became bored cos of the crowd and all. And my leg started to hurt cos of my sandals(I;ve the worst luck with sandals and walking with them on) so I went to Chillis for a beer, But it was lunchtime and everyone was queueing up like prisoners at Guantanamo Bay waiting for their deaths! Heck, so my next stop was Chinoz. Went there and downed 3 Mojitos and 2 Chivas Royale within 2 hours. Call me a mad bitch, but I needed it that time. Its all about getting what you want there and then and being happy about it. But i didnt, thinking about how irresponsible I was with my money :( oh well. I'll never go randomly like that next time. haha. as if...

A lil high cos of the demand for extra spirits to make my cocktails "stronger", I managed to travel home safely, in a piece, unraped, and whatever...what a feat!

Now I'm workin on my tutorials, just to be a lil responsible next time.

Moral of this entry: Be responsible, no matter how much you need to uplift your obligations in life.

Tuesday, June 13, 2006

Laws of attraction

Sterling gave me this very inspiring video on freedom, laws of attraction and more. Enjoy, and feel free to debate about it in the comments section

Cheers

http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-8958231188734018006&q=THE+SECRET

xx

Friday, June 09, 2006

Regrets in Life...

There are just some things in life that won't change, when people decide to not change it for themselves and for you, even when it only brings out benefits and nothing else.
I was devastated really at one day, when Jasmine wanted me to join her group for our Organizational Communication group assignment. And then, Kuan Mei was telling me over that there would be a meeting at 1pm whatsoever. And then this happens..

Simpson: Huh? She is joining our group? *with a disgusted reaction*
Kuan Mei: Oh yeah lor yeah lor...*more disgust*

How would you feel if you were there and this happened? This is what I really call rejection. When people lament about them being rejected in their love lives, the degradation isnt to an intense degree, it is because there is room for change and there would always be someone better as you go along. It is similar to the contextual friends..but somehow or rather there is a difference. You can live without a lover, but if you don't have friends, your life is basically of shatters, because you cry and die, laugh and live with them, and its not that I've not been friends with them since forever. The rejection was so intense, and this was only the beginning. I can't imagine working with them throughout the whole semester. If it is because of past incidences that shattered their trust for me, I don't mind, but treat someone with equal respect when they have repented from what they've done wrong. People have a choice on what they want to do in live, but conscience enriches the fact that others matter to you as well. I guess they lack that...oh well, I'll take on Hazel's advice to "accept people for who they are, nobody can change them but themselves, it takes alot for them to realise that, you're mature, so just accept it"

On a lighter note...

I've got my exam results. I expected it to be slightly better, otherwise I'm happy, as long as I remain a second upper class grad I'm more than thankful. I could not be bothered, because the experiences you gain out there matters most, and I've got ample, and still working on it :) Unless someone is planning to receive a scholarship and what not, then thats a totally different story. But I;ve got my plans sorted out(although sometimes plans dont work out the way you want to) and we'll see what happens.

French class was awesome, Anne and I were just laughing at each other, but I had an extra advantage over others, thanks to the effortful me (:)) of going through online tutorials to pick up the pronounciation and what not. And I bumped into Audrey. Audrey's this hot oriental babe, junior of mine, and she knows me friends back in high school. She is a bar dancer in Rum Jungle, and god knows what her $$ is like there per night. But shes totally cool. And met her during our French lessons. Stayed over at Anne's too bad there were no alky's around, so I went to bed early, Anne and I crammed up till the next morning, in a single bed :P Reminds me of the stuff I did with Jasmine in her room in TARC, me punhed her eyes and looked like a devil. :P

I bumped into Daniel just now when I was coming back from Bangsar and he's performing at Nouvo next weekend, so for a change, I need to dress up, make up, move up and meet new people. I'm so fed up of stagnantly staying at home not being able to accomplish anything lol.

My friends at ISKL always tease me:-
Kane: Your blog entries suck all the time, I wonder how can you be a copywriter and get paid so damn well.
Thanks, Kane, how relieving! :)

I am so addicted to this song from the "Teaching Mrs Tingle" OST. Thanks Mandy, title is Radford - Fall at Your Feet. LOve it! Guys, try downloading it its an awesome track.

Thats all for now peeps, have a wicked one

xx

p/s: I didnt know Samaire Armstrong aka Anna from the O.C. was the girl is Hansons' Penny and Me video and Daniel Powter's Bad day. Wow. No wonder the girl looked familiar when I watched the O.C. She's pretty cute innit? Shes got an upcoming movie where she stars alongside Frankie Muniz

Thursday, June 08, 2006

Stressing over what is useless unless you acquire that interest!

Referring to the topic of the day on the Mix.fm's Breakfast Show with regards to "rules important to women during the World Cup", I would liek to express how distressful and disgraceful women can be..
Firstly, some bimbo plagiarised contents from the Sunday Sun paper to be in the limelight saying the rules are her own effort and work..and then the rules are just plain dumb. Why try so hard to fit in when you can and always learn about football, and not only when the World Cup is around, and firstly, its not like you fucking udnerstand the game. You know David Beckham, but what position does he play in the English team? Just because David Beckham is a celebrity, not footballer, doesnt mean you have to crown him the best player in the world, and blah blah blah. I doubt many people even realise that. He's not longer a footballer...

Undoubtedly Brazil is the best team in the world, but what if they are out of luck and lose out, and whoever the other winners of this World Cup are besides Brazil are the next-in-line to be favoured by these stupidly inclined women..

So women out there, shut up and get on with your live and oh, women rights dont need to spill over to this extend! Go grab a book and read cos its more worthwhile than watching "a game where 22 idiots are on the field just by chasing after one ball in the field"
If you so gave football that impression, then why fucking bother to watch it? Just to be able to fit in? Damn get a fucking life!!

This entry is typed with an immense distress call! How stupid and lame women can be. Malaysian women, yes, in situations like this, ca be really dumb...to fit in well is to have to confidence to know about something, and not when a special occassion arises and then you take 3 steps ahead of others trying so hard to fit in! Lame arseholes, god I cant believe it.
I;ve grown up watching football and understanding the game, and women oh women...you have to know tactics and strategies and terms before getting into teh conversation and the duration of the World Cup would not be enough to fit you to the bill.

xx

Saturday, June 03, 2006

Evil vs Good

I really don't know what's up with my attitude lately regrading my dietary needs but I tend to contradict myself when I impose a resolution to not consune anything with high calories, sugar, salt, and more, and I really mean...high....as high as Everest..
But....
As I open the fridge to fill my rumbling tummy with something light and healthy, like beetroots or a diet bar, I tend to eye on the chocolate bars still stocked up from the day mum returned from England, and the absolutely fattening, juicy, sinful MisterChoc Caramel Bar...from England too. I can be the sole penetrator the evil vibes the chocolates possess. The Satan of the discerning culinery junkies out there. Sugar = Satan; Fat = Devil..But no...I still chose to leave beetoot in the shadow of darkness, and take on the very evil side.
It is just like McDs, why ppl yearn for the junks and not the healthy stuff when it can be as indulgent as the mouth watering stuff. Mum once reitearted that what you eat says alot about who you are....so....does that make me evil, nasty, mean, cruel? I guess so...

More self contradiction...
Its funny that the more I watch Shakira's Hips dont Lie, gyrating and shimmying to physical perfection, while I munch and munch intensely, shutting off the consequences I may bear.
So...should I be dancing or eating?
Tough calls to make....

A good laugh is always the key to keep me sane. Done that with My Wife & Kids and Yes dear. b2b :D

Too darned lazy to work on my friggin thesis. I pointed out some jibberish, unorganised facts but have yet to gather my thoughts to systematically arrange my facts. Who gives a rat's arse?

xx