My Parents a.k.a. Why I Turned Out This Way

1) When I was young, my parents told me the portrait of Whistler's mother was Mother Theresa. It wasn't until I was about 15 that I realized it had nothing to do with the Catholic nun. I fell in love with Whistler's oil on canvas piece 'The Little Rose of Lyme Regis' and discovered that he is also famous for the portrait of his non-Mother-Theresa mother.



2) My mother is adamant that it is wrong to say 'tissue paper' and a colour followed by the word 'colour', for instance 'red colour'.

I told her it's perfectly fine to say 'tissue paper' although people generally prefer saying 'tissue'. I also told her, while saying 'I like red colour' sounds wrong, 'Those curtains were in a pretty red colour' sounds perfectly fine to me. She refused to believe me and told me she could not believe her own daughter can make such an error in judgment. She said her teacher told her it's wrong and that has always been the way.

I had to research extensively online AND in SEVERAL dictionaries to convince her I'm right. She handed over the RM5 reluctantly (we took a bet), but I think she's still pretty convinced the linguists and dictionaries are wrong because they did not consult her.



3) My dad has hit birds with his car on separate occasions. Birds. That can fly. But just not fast enough to avoid my dad. He told us he once ran over a pigeon. I don't know how that's even possible.

He did it just the other day when he was sending me to college. He saw the pigeons on the road but did not slow down at all. Then I heard a thud, which meant he had hit one of the birds. Rawr. But luckily it didn't die. And then sheepishly took me to McDonald's for breakfast to buy my silence!

I hit and dragged a bright orange road cone for about two meters because I was distracted by an injured cat by the road (that later turned out to be already dead). I almost had a heart attack once when I thought I hit a cat (which turned out to be a black plastic bag). I cried from Kelana Jaya to Damansara Utama when I saw a poor little dead dog on the road.

And I came from a man who hits birds.



Aaah, parents. They all come with a tagline, too: 'You'll know when YOU'RE a parent'.

The Amazing Race Asia Questionnaire

So far, I have been rejected as a TARA team-mate by:

1) a girl who does not get the concept of carpets (Tasha),

2) a guy who says he doesn't want to carry my bags and me to the finish line (that bugger who doesn't know how to use his phone to call me), and

3) a girl who does not appreciate the perfection that is Henry's face (Steph).



The following are the ones I have rejected as a TARA team-mate:

1) Raj - I'd have to murder him and I'm not sure if they'd give me the $100 000 if I make it to the finish line on my own,

2) Loga - I actually want to race, not laugh myself to death,

3) my brother - he comes to my room in the middle of the night and waves his finger around, pretending to be Sylar, and asks me to pretend my skull is being sliced, and

4) Henry - as much as I appreciate the perfection that is his face, I will look for the MAS Kargo box MY WAY, thank you very much.


So who wants to volunteer to join The Amazing Race Asia with me? :D

What Have I Done to Deserve This?

Vince and Sam won The Amazing Race Asia 3. What have I ever done to you, Amazing Race? The two chickenpuff 'little people' won the race? Argh.

I'd prefer even Geoff and Tish to these two clowns (and not clowns in an endearing way either!).

I haven't actually watched the episode because Astro has decided to fuck me over. But I'm not happy. At all.

'Love Remains the Same' by Gavin Rossdale

Tasha has been telling me this song for ages but I only got to listen to it last night. I rarely like songs the first time I hear them, but this is one of the exceptions, so enjoy (and thank Tasha)!

*Sorry about the imeem video. It takes a long time to load but Video Code Zone's video for this song is unavailable.




A thousand times I've seen you standing
Gravity like lunar landing
You make me want to run till' I find you
I shut the world away from here
I drift to you, you're all I hear
As everything we know fades to black

Half the time the world is ending
Truth is I am done pretending

I never thought that I
Had anymore to give
You're pushing me so far
Here I am without you
Drink to all that we have lost
Mistakes we have made
Everything will change
But love remains the same

I find a place where we escape
Take you with me for the space
The city buzz sounds just like a fridge
I walk the streets through seven bars
I have to find just where you are
The faces seem to blur
They're all the same

Half the time the world is ending
Truth is I am done pretending

I never thought that I
Had anymore to give
You're pushing me so far
Here I am without you
Drink to all that we have lost
Mistakes we have made
Everything will change
But love remains the same

So much more to say
So much to be done
Don't you trick me out
We shall overcome
It's all left still to play

We should've had the sun
Could have been inside
Instead we're over here

Half the time the world is ending
Truth is I am done pretending
Too much time too long defending
You and I are done pretending

I never thought that I
Had anymore to give
You're pushing me so far
Here I am without you
Drink to all that we have lost
Mistakes we have made
Everything will change
Everything will change

I, oh I,
I wish this could last forever
I, oh I,
As if we could last forever

Love remains the same
Love remains the same

(Lyrics source: http://www.lyricsmode.com/)

Meh. I Hate Everything.

It's almost 5AM. Stupid assignment. Oh well, at least the nightmare is over. I'm supposed to wake up at 6.15AM, so now I'm debating if I should go to sleep at all. My brain feels like it's hemorrhaging (I cheated; I used Spellcheck, I can never get this word right).

Speaking of spelling, Loga was entertaining us with this true story yesterday:

Loga: Guess what? That day, I wanted to spell 'pure' but then I couldn't remember how to spell it, so I spelled it as 'P-O-I-R'.

Seeing the incredulous, what-the-fuck looks on Tasha's and my faces, she quickly tried a quick save (it didn't work):

Loga: I knew it was wrong-lah, I just didn't know the right spelling.

Tasha and I HAD to laugh. For 5 continuous minutes. Sometimes you've got to hand it to Loga to give you a good stomach workout.

I'm so tired. My body is physically aching. And I'm missing Comot who abandoned me while he's enjoying himself at a posh hotel with two televisions and a jacuzzi ( for the record, I hate you).

Rawr. I've decided to get some sleep before I die of exhaustion or delirium. Goodbye, O cruel world.

Chicken *Pak Pak*

I don't understand why some people who like leaving insulting comments like to do it anonymously. I mean, if you're so opinionated, using big words like 'dumb' and 'slut', stand up proudly to declare it. Well, in this instance, here's what I know about who 'Anonymous' is:

A sad person who has no Halloween plans and decides to stay home to nuke random dumb sluts' blogs.

Trick or treat?