Sunday, February 20, 2005
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I'm currently a mother of 3. Honestly, i would say im a fortunate mother blessed with such cuties. But, im only living with my eldest son though.
Let me tell u a lil bit more about myself.

My husband and i are seperated. No, our relationship's doing very fine, and we love each other very much. The reason why we seperate, my eldest son cant really get along well with my 2nd child. See, we want the best for our children. And seperation is the best solution.

Anyway, my youngest child is over at my place. Adorable's the word to describe her.


Rocky Ho Doll Mo (Sek Tou), eldest son (9 yrs)


JellyBean Laden (Leng Liu Fei Por), eldest daughter (3 mths)


CookieDough RaeMon (Hou Sui Guai), youngest (10days)


PS: here's the translation.
Ho Doll Mo - Alot of fur
Sek Tou - Rock
Leng Liu Fei Por - Pretty girl fat woman
Hou Sui Guai - Saliva monster

desuetude 2:38:00 AM


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Thursday, February 17, 2005
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I was asked to watched this vid clip today.
Gruesome Human acts, that would be.

Its actually a sub-rosa vid of how poachers skin the animals for fur. I know animals are killed for fur, skins etc. But, its projected in a "gentler" manner; in terms of the pain induced to those helpless chaste animals. As if killing them isnt bad enough, those sure-go-to-hell vile poachers torture the animals, leaving them to die in pain i would never want to imagine. Chopped paws; like they are chopping some char siew. Slits on legs; as though they were ripping off someone's stockings. Animals were hung on hooks; poachers ripped off the skin like how we tear a page off a bk. End result, "naked" dying animals and happy bastards.
Just think of someone ripping your clothes off (nothing kinky), its bad enough.

That video sure is better than any movies shown in cinemas. What can be more real than reality?

The "animals" stated above are mainly focus on animals killed for their pretty furcoats, eg raccoon, wolves. Not that im saying animals who are killed for leather aint pathetic, at least they died for a better reason, for food (HAHAHA, i can nv seem to keep my topics off food).

We kill the animals indirectly. We require, they acquire.
NO ANIMAL FUR COATS ON SHOULDERS PLS.
The best way to not feel sinful at all, eat the veggies.
Be Josh Harnett and Angelina jolie.

I really am affected by the video.

BUT.....
No way will i be a vegeterian. Im a meat lover. No meat, wrong dish. This is too understated. Let me put it in another way, I love food and im not choosy with em, as long its not capsicum or chin chow black jelly, im happy with wads on my plate.
(this chunk above is so nt relevant to my point tonight, i know.)

On top of that vid, i watched the Chinese Torture show over at Clays.
SO SO sexual. I nv know pple in the past, as long as the Ching Dynasty were so pervetic. Most of the tortures were excruciated at the genitals and boobs. Women strip to plead (wad nonsense?).

Martyrdom.

desuetude 1:12:00 AM


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Saturday, February 12, 2005
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Im back home nt very long ago. Day was fab, very bad, not so bad and great. Its just the chronological order of my moods.

As much as i would like to whine and winge about wad happened earlier (or going to happen), i know theres nothing i can do at the moment till i recieved one important letter.

A letter from the Malaysian Government.
To hell with Program Latihan Khidmat Negara.

Clay: "You're the first girl i know got enlisted in Ns."
Thank you very much. It wasnt a very nice comment.

Being a baby, i cried when i saw my FULL name on the last page of the listings that i will (not) be gg for Ns. Who wont? unless u wana be some G.I Jane or MuLan. Not for my case certainly. I dont need beefy-s on me. Besides, i wont be able to target shottings cos my eyesight is failing drastically with age. I dont have the strength to carry the weapons because calcium isnt making my bones strong and i got more bones than flesh. My limps cant coordinate with each other, i cant march. The bestest reason: I dont understand melayu.

Like all these lame reasons are good enough to get my name erase off the list. BUT, im quite relieved to know that i might be able to pay my way out. I hate to admit that money speaks louder than words sometimes.

This is the cause of the very bad mood.

On the very same day, 2004, i was faced with government issues too.
I was in court cos i was caught driving without a license.

I wonder what i will be in for the coming year.
Forget about all these. The Ns makes me shake.

Night was great minus that "biggest joke" that i'd have to be military...
I was stuffed with food and laughters durin dinner tonight. Credits to Cabbage and Potash, also to Clay for contributing her laughters.
Wahahahahahaa.

I will update soon again. i guess it will probably be tmr.

Nothing's change except one. You know it, dont say it. It's a private emotion between us.

desuetude 6:04:00 AM


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Friday, February 11, 2005
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My birthday is officially over, all 24hrs, over.
Happy 18th to myself. ;)

on the 9th,
It wasnt so good.
Bouncer didnt let me in to ThaWu initially, cos i wasnt officially 18 at 2200hrs.
How lame can things get.
I got in anyway.

on the 10th,

1. Rocky was beside me when i woke up. (=
2. Ate abalone and scallop porridge mom cooked.
3. Met Clay and Jelly.
4. Surprised revealled. Dinner at Michelangelo.
5. Very nice Lambs. (with nice mint sauce, definitely)
6. Birthday song from Clay and Waiter.
7. Restaurant's on the house for Tiramisu cake and drinks. (How wonderful. Tiramisu was awesome!)
8. Got my very surprised hand-made gift. (I love it!)
9. The question was popped.
10. Haagen daz ice cream cake. (e valentine's special.)

After i got home, mom scooped me a bowl of bird nests. I love bird nests.
Mommy knows me. Its gd enough to be a present. I haven chosen my present frm my mom and stepdad though, i cant decide. =P

I never used to celebrate my birthday.
No cakes, no candles, no birthday songs.
I nv like the feeling of having a birthday cake in front of me with candle flames waiting to be blown off. But, this year's different.
All Because of You.
Thank you darling for makin it sucha special one. Thank you for knowing what i like and giving me the best of my favs.
I Love You.

I am expecting another surprise frm Clay tmr. and another one on its way frm eBay, frm twinnie lims. (one more) and, my mom said we will go for a birthday dinner on my chinese birthday. 11 days more.

Winona is one lucky bitch.

There's one thing one wld hate to do on birthday is to Study.
I've got a test at 8. I'm going to study my notes.

Who am i kidding ?


desuetude 1:16:00 AM


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Tuesday, February 08, 2005
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i should be prohibited right here.
i've got deadline to meet.
presentation @ 0830hrs.
my final piece is nt done yet.

(time's ticking away.)

if only pencils are edible and yummy, there wont be a twinge of guilt in me.
i made a wrong move, indirectly.
i got myself to the kitchen to get a drink, but Pistachios wanna tag along with me, back to my work.
because i am a bias person, i chuck my pencils aside.
I LIKE TO EAT PISTACHIOS. ;)

also, my eyes tend to steal glances at the tv occasionally.

if i have been focus,
if only this, if only that,
work wld hav been completed.
who is to blame?

the guitly one grins.

before i go,
its 2 more days to Winona's birthday.
i can hardly contain myself thinking about e surprise.
clay refuses to leak a word.
Surprise right?!


desuetude 3:25:00 AM


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Monday, February 07, 2005
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my birthday is coming.
and a surprise is tagging along with it.

3 more days.........

desuetude 3:03:00 AM


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