Here I am again… being me naturally… trying to defy the stereotypes, challenge the conservatives and busting myths made by mankind!
Books taught me that cats can’t swim. And i thought, “Oh, really?”
The story: As I was walking at this park somewhere in Shah Alam, there was this mini-pond. And i can’t help myself but to test this hypothesis, that is (…once again), “Cat’s CANNOT swim”. Right about that time, I saw this well-built cat who looked as if it was so fit it could just ride a bicycle by itself. Since no books ever mentioned if the gender was an issue, so i didn’t bother checking. Afterall, a cat is a cat, right?
I threw a pebble to check the depth of the mini-pool to make sure i do not murder any endangered species if that soon-to-be innocent cat was one, in case the hypothesis was valid. Soon enough, as it was ALL right to go, i carried Kitty and for a while, made sure it identified me, and *pow!* … Into the pool that is… And guess what? It could swim pretty well, i must say! haha! So, who actually thought up that cats can’t swim. D-O-H ?! whatever… So parents out there, don’t ever let your children read crap books that say “Cats cannot swim”! It’s probably they hate people like us watching them doing their baths… Try this at home, especially if you own a pet-cat! It’s fun! Seriously! so if you think your cats are dirty and they are too stubborn to clean up, just throw them into your bath tub… Put that lil’ squeeze of lavender bath sud and voila, doinkz! Your cat’s probably much happier than you are if you were in the tub.
Okay.. okay.. I hear you cat-lovers out there starting to squeal already. OH-KAY! since it was my bad to have given an innocent its bath, I’ve decided to become friendly being… (oh well) to the greens.
The story after the cat-bath? : I went to IKEA store, and after much loitering and 50 minutes of total lost and aimless walking, i finally got to the counter to pay for my items. So there I was, at the counter, I saw this 75c per bag to be an environmental friendly lass and free from plastic bag.
There you see it… I shall cook up some ideas on how to spread more love for mother Earth and continue becoming a faithful Earthling. Right now, I’m done for the night. Catch me up soon for more cracked-up ideas, all from the Land of Wonders…
For the sake of having such title on the sidebar… Either that or I don’t really want to reveal the sudden-brain-dysfunctional syndrome I have at the beginning of my day. Woke up at 9.30am, after 5 hours of sleep just to get a cheque to SS15 and back home again.
As I was on my journey back, Hitz 92.9fm was playing Outkast’s “Hey ya!” and the groove-bug bit me and infected me with the sudden anticipation to.. well, groove and chill on. My fingers went tingling by itself like how we used to when Carrie, Chia Yee and I heard the beats of that song. And then, on my right was a kid sitting at the back seat of a SUV doing that hand shaking strut as the chorus came in. Happening. He must’ve seen the video before. How blss and adorable he was.
Anyway, thanks to Mr godfather at the previous post, asking me if i’ve had bought my copy of this month’s CLEO, yes, I have finally found the time to catch up with all the missed copies of lifestyle and fashion mags. Oh… my… goodness! wad’i find!? an old friend, being a number 12 AND number 26 bachelors! ! ! Oh man, lucky bitches. Now they’re gonna be irresistably wanted and all. May the title be with them… I’ll just go try my biatchy luck to see if I could date a CLEO bachelor. What for? Bleh, simply for the kick of it. Just so I can find out if these sorta Eligible Ones are vain, stuffed with ego and what-not. Also, to get my hands on that Fossil watch and the hair products. Really, it’ll help, so i don’t needa think of what shampoo to bring over to Scottie later, since Redken’s a quality range. What else? Hmm… I’ll give away the Hush Puppies vouchers to mom, the V.S.O.P to daddy and add the Coca-Cola merchandise into my already-growing-collection. Perhaps I’ll pick Matthew Martin. Perhaps… see if I can even cook out a good slogan to date this eligible bachelor.
Voleyball match’s coming up. So, to all my regular chitty-chatters, won’t be on MSN much. The trainings always end late evening. I’ll be overly exhausted then. So i’ll continue my chat sessions after Saturday!
Meanwhile, here’s a nice pic of friends ere. I like this pic anyway, courtesy of gracie’s collections.
Yes… that’s the result of our very own IMU Ball 2005, organized by the committee of 2005… us!
Oh well, this is not the whole committee though. The others were simply just wanted… scattered around and being requested to have snapshots of them. So here I have another one of the important person. One, without him, this post will not have such title. Mr Ching Heng Jeng…
Ah, indeed a flawless charming young man he is.
And, not to forget… the other charming one who made my ball night a splendid night, my date, Zhao Kang. A great brother (according to Chia Ming). To me, the best man of the night.
My bestest buddy… the gorgeous babe in crystal blue right ‘ere…
A great evening, I must admit! Despite the lil’ delay at the beginning, but the agenda went all as planned. The VIPs turned out and enjoyed themselves. The western cuisine was a state of the art. A novelty of all IMU Balls. People were gorgeously dressed. The couples were golden. Music was fine although at the beginning there was a lil’ confusion of music choice (i think). And… *teng teng teng teng (music background)* we had thet dancefloor opened and for the first time in 3 years, there were people… and I meant alot of people dancing to the music and creating the romantic ambience! W-O-W! How bout that? I guess Whispering Flames, Unforgettable Sentiments had marked a great value for the students of IMU! Simply incredible!
To the Great Lectureboys + Wei Jin, I am proud to have you all as my friends, to have worked with you guys and have blasting fun times with y’all! I love you guys and I am gonna miss you guys incredibly!
Ah, and the supporters of the Ball2005, it was them who made it the best… I’m gonna flyaway with these ladies and dudes.
Oh, before i forget, throughout the end of the nite, we remembered the DOTA players and got a pic of us… and here we are, all dressed up, prim and proper, all prepared to defend the ancients at anytime.
Presenting us, the heroes…
*wee weet* finishing the last papers of the final semester here in Malaysia is simply… (peaceful)? Really, there’s no right description i can put to say how truly i felt after completing the last question of the last paper. It’s like, ahh… finally i find some air to breath. phoooh
Anyway, so here i am back to keep my avid readers refresh. And like the title, yea… feel free to comment anything you think of.
So, recently I knew of this case of a girl I know. Mid 20’s. She is a supervisor of some organization, heading 20 over staff in her division. good wage. This, I must say, is quite a typical “bachelor woman” at young age. At the back scene, however, things doesn’t seem as “successful” as my sentences read. Oh well, elsewhere, she has a boyfriend who is unemployed, who is probably lazy to get a job. Really, not that I want to criticize someone but this dude has been jobless for over half a year. Like, “hello”? . . . Throughout his jobless moments, his girl put a down payment and she’s still fuelling the installments for a car, (how do I say this?) for him to travel around. Friends had asked her to push her man to get a job but I guess he must have lost his gut somewhere. Oh well, first case of a blind love.
Another case that I know of, is there is this lady, being a wife of some mega-violent dude still insists to remain truly his wife, Despite the love of her father of constantly persuading her to go back to her home and leave her brutal husband, she remained “loyal” to that man. So here it is… another case of what people would describe it “blind love” for all that had happened.
Don’t stop reading! Here’s another one. . . Of course, not all men are insensitive or inconsiderate. Not all cases actually involve blind ladies. There are, indeed cases of men being devoured of their emotions by la femme fatale. Lifestyle magazines do publish some good reads of this issue occasionally. Come, come, lemme share what I’ve read: There it is, a stunningly gorgeous vamp, and like the description states, this woman is able to stun guys and control him throughly. She usually gets him to buy things she desires. On the side of it, she has multiple other similar toy-boys around + a few sugar daddy. To top the case up, the guy(s) know bout this, but still hang around being played. Hmm… oh well, I leave you to describe such situation.
As usual, we always chatter up bout stuff like this. I guess it is about time that we can’t really put in simple words, “love is blind”, “s/he blinded by him/her”, etc. Whatever. Really, I don’t think much of these cases actually meant to be called true love. We all know that our emotions are often so spontaneous that they are difficult to control sometimes. I just guess this sorta cases are like myriad of emotions in a rollercoaster. I leave this to you all to ponder…
IMU Ball’s in 3 days time! woot!
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