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Ignore the title, I just want to ramble a bit.

Sometimes I wonder how the hell I've become so principally 'degraded' that I actually tolerate the kind of bullshit that gets shoved down my throat these days.

I used to be so much more impatient, and essentially a bigger bitch but it appears that this thing called 'maturity' has caught up with me. Meh, all I can care about these days in those situations is leaving with grace and with my dignity in tact. But that doesn't mean I can't screw some sorry bitch ass to hell every once in a while.

Volunteer work sucks. You need a lot of patience, and a lot of time. Now volunteering manpower is different than being a central force in a project. When you're actually building a project from ground up it can sap you of life. I've learnt alot of things about organisational skills and handling people from Raleigh and YPD. But just in general, if you've pissed me off in the past month, here's a belated fuck you.

And now, a letter to my father that I'll probably never give him.

Dear dad,

I know you spend thousands of ringgit every year just satisfying my chocolate fetish. I undoubtedly appreciate the haul of exotic treats you bring home every time you go overseas. I know you want to make me happy and somehow think that all that chocolate makes up for the fact you got me something that melts in my hands and my mother YSL lipstick in Argentina, a Longchamp bag in Paris and Marc Jacob's 'Blush' in the plane on your way back from Kenya. But here's the thing.

Never. Ever. Buy. Lindt. Ever again.

I don't care if its Swiss, I frickin' hate it. I don't like Tiramisu or Tarte Citroen chocolate. I don't care if Petits Desserts costs a lot, it taste like crap. I could care less when you say "It's good to try new things" and then buy a billion bars of Lindt in different flavors, expecting me to eat it when you and my mother nibble on tiny pieces like rabbits.

Toffifee? Hell yeah.

Cote D'ore? Not bad.

Toblerone? Common, but the honey chocolate jumbo bar still kicks ass.

Flakes? Bring it on.

But never, ever Lindt. Ever again. Except the Swiss Delice's Bouquet d'Orange and Merveille de Lait. :)

Sincerely,
Your choking-on-strawberry-milk-flavoured-chocolate daughter

P/S: A quarter pound bag of them cheap ass M & M's never hurt either.

That's it, I'm out.

Me Ho You Ho No No Me HO!!!

I knew it. I was a camera whore in hiding. Anyway, today I went out and finally got myself a nice juicy memory card and USB memory card reader (my phone didn't come with a cable, WTF?). So now I can upload my pictures from my phone. Mind you my brother has taken our digital camera to the US so this is all I have :(. But really, its not that bad.

I have a Sony Ericsson Z530i. Its pretty cool. Most importantly, its cute :p.

It came with changeable covers, so I changed mine to the black one like this.

On Friday I went to the temple, and before we left I took some pictures with my mom. I was stupid enough to forget that I left the pictures setting on 'small' so some of the pictures I really really like are small as hell. Needless to say I was ultra pissed.


Mommy!


Me.LOL.


Me with a slightly stupider expression on my face.


I corrected the settings on this one, but its kind of blurry.

Oh, and then I went outside and took some pictures of my dog.


Todd!


Todd again!

Yesterday I went to Selayang Mall because my mother wanted to do some shopping in Parkson for office clothes, and I found the cutest outfit ever.

I've always an inane fetish for professional looking office clothes like suits. This was really nice, I wanted my dad to buy it for me so I could wear it to interviews and stuff. It was in The Executive's new line.


The collar is Nehru collar like


The skirt is pleated, but its short.


Clean lines in the back


I never knew Parkson actually had things to look at other than lingerie.Lol.

Later on, while we were lining up in front of the McD ice cream kiosk.My mother and I have this ritual that when we come to Selayang Mall, we always, ALWAYS get some ice cream.

So anyway, we were in direct view of this souvenir shop that sells all kind of knick knacks. My mother suddenly saw this row of golden pigs on display and told my dad she wanted to buy it because it looked 'prosperous' (in jest of course) and my dad said "Sure, buy it, buy it and go home and hang it right above your head and cuddle it when you sleep and you will prosper". Upon further inspection we discovered the pigs actually looked different from one another, they were not just the same thing in different sizes. They were a family!


Of course I took a picture of it!

Mom: Hey, we are like that family! (minus my brother)

Me: Haha, guess which one is appa(my dad)!

Mom: Look, it even has chubby cheeks like him!

Me & Mom : HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHHAHAHA (people were staring)

My dad just stood there grimacing. Me and my mom have so much fun!

Before we left I had taken more pictures, my mother test tried this shimmery blue eyeshadow stick on me. It was really glam and suprisingly, I liked it alot. I don't think you can see it in the picture though.


Woot! Angles!


Do I look like I have a double chin? WTF?!

Today we went to the phone store, and then to Masjid India to do some shopping. I also got the materials for the Science workshop we're doing at an orphanage for Raleigh's Post Intro Weekend Project. Its this Saturday, so I'll let you guys know how it goes!


The view from Station Kopitiam in Semua House.

That's it for now. I can gladly say my posts will be picture filled now. Wheeeeee!