heehee!

hahahaha.

some of u might know/remember bout the near life-size daniel cut out i've been wanting to cart away.

yes, the one u see in record shops.

so today i saw another shop in 1u with the daniel cardboard cut out and asked if they still needed it (fyi, i asked at least 3 shops before).

the guys there were like, "take take take!"

me: huh? this daniel wan wor? can take?

guys: ya ya, take now!

me: now?

guys: ya just take la! take take take!

-_-"

they sounded almost desperate (gasp!) to er... get rid of the daniel cut out.

anyway i carried daniel out of the shop (yes, CARRIED him wahaha) and my sister and mum burst out laughing at the sight of me hanging on to him.

so we headed for the carpark to deposit daniel in sis's car and on the way one guy came up to me and was like "you steal daniel ah?!"

WAHAHA.

he added i should cover daniel's face with a paperbag. i wonder why.

so yeah, i was CARRYING daniel all the way to the carpark.

but it was worth it! :D

still, i'm planning on carting away another of those cut outs. this one i got, his neck er... a bit kemek.

:'(

plus feli wants one too WAHAHAHAHA! see see! i'm not the only crazy fan here!

but! i'll need helllllllllllppppp~!!!!!!!!!!!!!

cos daniel cut out cannot fit in my carrrrrrrrrrrrrrr~!!!!!

yes, i know daniel is short and all but he CANNOT fit in my silly little green kancil. well actually sort of can la but very hard la.

and i want someone to help me carry daniel next time. preferably a guy. so i can take a picture of that.

MUAHAHA! XD

GUESS WHAT?

what i've been doing

"good afternoon. my name is sherry wong, from xxx, an independant market research company..."

*CLICK*

*... toot... toot... toot... toot...*



i love this job.

bloody personality tests

found this little test thing on friendster - What Age Do You Act?.

obviously my curiosity was piqued, so i happily tried out the quiz, hoping to prove to all of you out there that i AM mature and all grown-up.

and surprise suprise! i got this...

You Are 9 Years Old

Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe. 13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world. 20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences. 30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more! 40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.

WTH.

I LOOK AT THE WORLD WITH AWE?!?!?!

NO I DON'T.

and i don't act bloody NINE years old for goodness sake.

twelve years old is my limit, ok.



then i saw this - How Boyish or Girlish Are You?.

looked quite interesting so i did it too.

guess what i got?









u guess????

You Are 60% Boyish and 40% Girlish

You are pretty evenly split down the middle - a total eunuch. Okay, kidding about the eunuch part. But you do get along with both sexes. You reject traditional gender roles. However, you don't actively fight them. You're just you. You don't try to be what people expect you to be.

WHAT THE HECK?!?!?!?!?!

HELLO, I'M A GIRL WEY!

SHOULDNT I BE AT LEAST 50% GIRLISH?!?!?!?








damn these personality tests.

doggie!

psst...!

i'm gonna let all of u in my secret plan!

ok, soon to be not-so-secret but nevermind that. i need all the help i can get!








anyway, this is doggie!


that's felicia's hand patting it.


doggie is cute!


c'mon! u can't help but go "awww" over it!


doggie is also very very friendly!


doggie waiting at the fence for feli to pat it.


ok, some important facts:

- doggie is feli's next-door-neighbour's dog. well, more like their relatives' dog or something.

- hence the fence in the pics.

- doggie is sometimes in the house.

- lately it's been spending most time in house (disappearing act). *sniff*


some less important facts:

- yes, doggie has a name but i prefer calling it doggie cos it's cuter.

- anyway, its name is skippy.

- and i think it hardly barks. not too sure though.


so here's the deal -

i plan on STEALING doggie.

yes. again.

I WANT TO STEAL DOGGIE!

because! erm...... felicia's neighbour is not very likeable. and doggie will be happier with us!



see, doggie looks so sad and lonely.


also because doggie is so so soooooo freaking CUTE!!!!!

in fact it's harder to chose who's cuter - doggie or daniel. HAHA.

and please, all this talk is not fluff, ok. i really have a plan.

see, stealing the dog itself isnt too hard. it's so friendly it'll just follow us anyway. just climb over the fence and carry it la. so easy.

prob is, who should keep doggie?


me - cannot. cos not allowed to have dogs. keeping doggie in room sounds ok though.

feli - cannot. too near her neighbours (duh).

xue - cannot. she's allergic to cats so possibly allergic to dogs too.

hui ling - cannot. she sleeps too much! =P

jia lin - CANNOT! CANNOT CANNOT CANNOT OMG CANNOT!!!!! her stupid monster rottie BIBI will swallow doggie up whole!!!!

poh yen - bingo! i've found the perfect one!


the only prob is i haven't told poh yet. (-_-")


well, this should convince her!


so so cute! btw, all pics taken by feli dearest. =)


so i need ur help! in any way - if u're willing to take doggie in, or if u happen to be an extremely skilled thief, etc.


...... i seem to be forgetting something though.

oh yeah. the real owner of doggie might be devastated.

oops.

i heart daniel!

heeheehee. it's been quite some time since i spazzed over daniel on my blog, no?

heeheeheeheehee...... *continues giggling like the silly girl i am*

hey, i'm spazzy happy cos me havent seen daniel in ages, ok! as in see him in person la.

heehee, he looks so cute whenever he smiles la! feli and i were near the front of stage (ok, at the front of stage). dear dear feli was kind enough to take pics while i just melted in daniel's presence WAHAHA.

well, actually even she got distracted by daniel's cuteness and forgot to take pics at moments. me wanted to nudge her to ambil gambar but then daniel's grin seemed to take everything off my mind and i just.... erm, got distracted too, hahaha.

yes yes i know i sound like some freaky screaming airheaded fan, but! i have dignity, ok. i didnt scream like some idiot in front of him.



girl standing next to me: daniel! he's backstage! there there!

me: *craning neck* where??? (couldnt see from my angle)

girl: *gushes something about daniel while trying to take a picture of a sliver of him*

me: *continues trying to spot daniel*

girl: *pulls me over* there! there!

and suddenly i glimpsed daniel's smiling face looking out from makeshift dressing-room backstage.

me: OMIGOSH IT'S DANIEL!!!!!!!!!! *shriek*



heh.


pics!



daniel singing.




daniel singing and smiling.




daniel singing and smiling and looking at the camera! XD




daniel singing with emotion (yes i know i suck at writing captions).




hahaha look at him grin!




during the autograph session




did i mention it was feli who took all the pics?




yes, feli is worse than the paparazzi. tsk tsk tsk... stalker.




hahahahaha. ok ok fine it was i who forced feli to follow me stalk him and take pics of him.


XD

oops, my bad...

was chatting with mum when she lightly mentioned that she didn't really breastfeed me when i was a baby.

mum: yeah, in fact i hardly breastfed u at all.

me: !!!!!!!


no wonder we hardly understand each other and are constantly at loggerheads!


i was rather miffed that mum actually chose not to sacrifice just a little by breastfeeding me - i mean, i was her baby!!! (literally, of course.)

"but why didnt u breastfeed me?!?!" i cried indignantly.

she shot back, "because you didnt know how to suck!"



......



oh.

ha. ha. ha.

well, i noticed my last number of posts was all whiny and lacked my usual idiocy.

so here's a joke.



A man spoke frantically into the phone, "My wife is pregnant and her contractions are only two minutes apart!" "Is this her first child?" the doctor asked. "No!" the man shouted, "This is her husband!"



now go laugh.

her blog

blog-hopping.

u click on this link, then on another, and another...

sometimes there'll be small surprises, e.g. omigosh this person knows this person? that means they know this person and that person! it's like a freaking circle of them woot~!

just that, obviously my reaction's not that bimbotic.

and then u discover blogs of old, long-lost friends.

the key-word here is LOST.

how people change. and they seem so faraway. different worlds.

reading through her blog made me feel like an intruder. somewhat like a stalker. creeping up behind her back. we're already out of each others' lives and there i was peeking into her life, uninvited.

wondering at our differences while going through her entries, yet at the same time memories of both of us rush through my mind like a speeded-up film.

vague memories, all this while tucked away in some corner, collecting dust. surprisingly, i remember quite a lot.

but i forget what made us reach the stage of not even saying hello when we bump into each other.

probably partly my fault, i'm not one that's good at keeping friendships.

*hit by memories of me being sucky friend to many*

and no, we didn't end our friendship with some huge-ass fight or anything la. it just... fell apart, like most friendships.

she's always been the go-getter, the one with the sense of adventure, the one that came up with mischievous schemes.

i didn't realise it then, but years later when i looked back, i noticed i was kinda like the ever faithful sidekick. WAHAHAHA i'm glad i've changed.

geez.

but i daresay she's changed more than i have.

she, the popular one.

me,the insignificant but happy tortoise.










kjgjkghhghgfhghghghgyhfgfytggfggf

that was me banging my head on the keyboard.

......

i'm in a weird mood now. see, blog-hop again la. the last time i blog-hopped i ended up feeling like this also, just not as bad.

*pushes back hair repeatedly*

feel like talking to someone. someone who doesn't know her and better still if that someone doesn't know me.

:/

i'm a childish, spoilt brat

*sulks*

to eternal damnation and beyond

here's what he said to me the other day.

a religion, in a way, is like an identity. sort of like having a name. not having one is almost unthinkable.

no religion = no label = no identity

......

well, it wasnt the first time i heard something like that, but i still couldnt help but feel a little annoyed. what, now i should get a religion just so i'd have a label?! so i can go around saying "lookie here, i'm a Christian!" or "yay i'm a Buddhist!" or "heya i'm a Muslim!" or "yeah baby, i'm now into *insert random religion*".

PLEASE.

and there he was, smiling smugly, saying "see, i didnt even say much and she's all defensive already."

WTF.

i very patiently explained that i would embrace a certain religion only after i have a considerable amount of faith in it. i wouldnt rush to menganut some agama just because someone said u have to have a religion.

and WHAT is it that we all MUST! MUST! MUST! have a religion?!

i dont have religion my boobs will never grow big is it?!

oh, i forgot - eternal damnation. no where to go after i die. no heaven will take me in. or worse - i'll go to hell OMIGOSH!

which is what a friend told me years ago. no religion? it's hell for u, baby. confirm, man!

gee, if the Almighty is chucking me in hell just because i dont have a religion, He sure is pretty xiao qi.

oops, bordering on blasphemy here.

the point is, i'll only take on a religion when i have faith in it, not for the sake of having a religion. is that so wrong?

then he asked me "what is faith?" and "how do u measure faith?" and "how do you define faith", etc etc.

when i finally (and wearily) pointed out that faith was subjective, he went smug again.

i guess he was trying to say (because he did say all these) - if u dont have a religion now, then when? how would u know when u have faith? when are u going to menganut a religion? at your deathbed? if not now, then when?

when i get sudden enlightenment ala siddharta gautama, u doink.

(just kidding la. and i didnt say that out loud.)

HIS view was - get a religion, then grow your faith. or something to that effect.

no no no no no. i cant get into a religion when i'm so full of scepticism. preaches and sermons and whatnots might change my mind but i'd feel brainwashed! brainwashed! i dont want to feel that way towards a religion! i want to absorb it on my own.

i dont want to be dragged across like some relunctant kid and have people saying look look here's God, praise the Lord and Hallelujah when i wouldnt be able to feel His presence.

see, i'd want to find God, or let Him find me.

there are times when i have the feeling that He is just outside my door - maybe He knocked, maybe He didnt. even if He opened the door and stood there in all His glory i might not realise His presence. but He'll be there just at the door... and one day, something might click in me and i'll know He has been there all this while.

then i'd open the door.

ahem

i've been doing some thinking (yes, i can think la!). well, more than usual. it's been a while since i really had a look into myself and my own thoughts.

i know i haven't been blogging much but there are some things which i can't bring myself to type it all out. not that many will read, but somehow writing in my diary - which is really just one of those big old exercise books for lab reports - brings more comfort and a sense of security. yeah, i have a personal blog somewhere out there but for some reason it's easier to write my thoughts down. in that tattered note book.

it's already a few days into the new year, and i can't help but feel a twinge of annoyance towards time. tricky little bugger. at times i'd be pulling my hair out in frustration wishing time would just bloody budge, but the next moment it'll be passing by so fast, so unexpectedly, that suddenly i realise...

bloody hell, i'm getting old.

it's not that i'm not ready for the future or anything (actually, i'm not, but that's another story). i just feel a little... cheated?

somehow i don't feel as if i've changed, or grown in any way. i supposed i might have learned a thing or two.

at one time i was blaming everyone and everything for my forthcoming and inevitable failure. i was giving up, cos i felt that it was too late to change anything.

it was too late, really. but giving up totally just seemed so silly.

so i didnt give up, but i wouldnt say i gave it my best shot.

there are people expecting more from me, mostly family, and to some extent, friends. heck, i'm expecting more from myself.

but sometimes people just don't live up to expectations. yet there are times when this is actually a blessing in disguise.

i just hope mine will be.

yes, i've been searching for the path, for the route i should take. sometimes i wish mine would be as well-lighted as others. the paths for those who have already set their mind.

just that one road - a long, clear stretch. one that i could embark on with purpose, and not with apprehension.

i see many ways, some are clear, with minimal hindrance... yet lead to an end that i would not embrace.

some are less discernible. and for the life of me, i can't see how they will conclude.

......

but really, what's life without a bit of uncertainty?

i'll just... clear the fog around those bloody paths or something.

*smiles*

yeah baby.