©L4MAHkun.
I think if I didn't have to force myself to come up with a title for every single one of my blog entries, I might actually be a more active blogger. I could come up with entries so often in one day, it'll get too hard for my readers to catch up and they'll get sick of me - eventually.

Currently, I feel slightly ugly. I can't help it, really. Looking in the mirror everyday is starting to kill my confidence - slowly but surely. It was easy when I was completely bald. I have to admit, I look pretty good being a skinhead. And of course, back in those days when I still had my long locks, my hair was something that I took for granted.

As for now, I have random strands of hair growing out here and there on my head at an unequal rate. Imagine your school field with large patches of grass here, and smaller patches of sand or mud there. The condition of my head and hair is similar to what you'd just imagined.

It isn't my biggest problem, but it does frustrates me.

Hey, I'm only human. It's normal to feel like that, especially when my hair had been my security blanket before me having to face bigger issues - issues like how to deal with cancer at the age of seventeen. God, and I'm not referring to a particular God, but just God in general - is really putting me through a lot of tests.

One fine day, I'm going to look back at my experience of battling it out with cancer.

I shall laugh. Loudly, even.

Then scream, at the top of my lungs,

"FUCK YOU, CANCER!"

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©I am We Todd Did.
As you can obviously see, I made some changes to my current blog layout. I decided that having two blogs with the same layout is getting to be quite an eyesore. Or rather, I just needed some colour in my personal blog.

No offence to my friends and fellow readers who like the colour pink, but back in those days when I have not embraced the feminine side in me - I used to deny liking this colour. Apparently, I'm not afraid to admit that I do like this colour now. But of course, the colour green will always have the most significance to me as..me!

To be painfully honest, I'm running out of things to blog about. I wonder why, really!

I have millions of thoughts and opinions running in my head all day long. So, that doesn't give me any excuse to not have something to write about!

Unfortunately, as much as I don't want to remind fifth formers around Malaysia that we have this major examination called SPM coming up in 58 days, I typed the sentence before this as a reminder to myself.

I'm actually tempted to go on a hiatus till I'm done with SPM, but I don't think I'm capable of doing so. I love expressing my ideas here, whether they're boring or interesting to you, you or you. So there.

Sometimes, when I blog-hop to a variety of blogs with a myriad of bloggers with distinctive and different writing styles, it makes me feel inferior to them. It never fails to cause this question to pop into my head - "Why am I not as interesting as them?"

Nonsensical notions like why these people lead more interesting lives than me and have more interesting life stories to blog about with all the fun things they do with their friends and family keep going on and on in my already small brain. I'm not calling myself stupid, but I'm really running out of space in my brain. No kidding there.

Maybe I'm blogging a whole load of random crap right now because I feel extremely guilty that I haven't been managing my time as wisely as I should.

I think after I publish this entry, I'm going to regret it. Too many ramblings and too little substance. I guess being isolated for so long is getting to me again. Gosh.

If you're a loyal reader of this blog, do pray for a more sensational post from me. Least you get bored to tears.

Cheers!

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Dee!
Do you have any idea that you're sooo freaking ah-dorable?

Ah-dorably sweet,
or sweetly ah-dorable.
Take your pick darling. ;)

Oh yes, for the answer.
Just check your Formspring!

Oh please,
as if you don't already know the answer, babe.
♥

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Found out about this amazing movie from Dee's blog.
Ballet, girl-on-girl action, and psychological thrills altogether?

That makes one wicked movie.

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You just got to love Kurt.

I'm a Gleek,
though it doesn't really show now.
I have been missing Glee on Channel 5 since two months ago.

Thankfully,
my brother now has the whole of Season 1.
(:

Cheers!

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Was tagged in a Facebook note by Matthew.

[ ] You know how to make a pot of coffee
[x] You keep track of dates using a calendar
[ ] You own a credit card
[ ] You know how to change the oil in a car
[x] You've done your own laundry
[ ] You can vote in an election
[x] You can cook for yourself
[ ] You think politics are interesting
TOTAL SO FAR: 3

[ ] You show up for school late a lot
[ ] You always carry a pen/pencil in your bag/purse/pocket
[x] You've never gotten a detention
[ ] You have forgotten your own birthday
[x] You like to take walks by yourself
[x] You know what credibility means, without looking it up
[ ] You drink caffeine at least once a week
TOTAL SO FAR: 6

[x] You know how to do the dishes
[x] You can count to 10 in another language
[x] When you say you're going to do something you do it
[ ] You can mow the lawn
[ ] You study even when you don't have to
[ ] You have handwashed a car before
TOTAL SO FAR: 9

[x] You can spell experience, without looking it up
[ ] The people at Starbucks know you by name
[ ] Your favorite kind of food is takeout
[x] You can go to the store without getting something you don't need
[ ] You understand political jokes the first time they are said
[x] You can type pretty quick
TOTAL SO FAR: 12

[ ] Your only friends are from your place of employment
[ ] You have been to a Tupperware party
[ ] You have realized that practically no one will take you seriously unless you are over the age of 25 and have a job.
[ ] You have more bills than you can pay
[x] You have been to the beach
[x] You use the internet every day
[x] You have travelled overseas for more than 5 times
[x]You make your bed in the morning
[x]You realised people of the opposite sex might just make better friends
GRAND TOTAL: 17

Repost this with the subject as: I'm (how old you are) but I act (what you got on the test). The number of people you have to tag is the number you got on the test.

I'm not going to tag anyone. Feel free to do the survey if you want to. (:

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Read this article for more info.

I'm happy for Emily.
(:

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If you know me well enough, you'll definitely know that I'm a huge fan of Lady Gaga. I love her songs. I love how OTT her style is. I love how artistic and different her music videos are.

I have to admit, the meat dress she wore recently was quite questionable. It sure looked stylish and fashionable, until the moment you realised that her dress was made out of..well, meat.

Why did she wear something so outrageously..outrageous?

Watch the videos, and you'll find out.





Lady Gaga,
I have nothing,
but respect for you.

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Yet another public holiday in Malaysia. And to think our country is one of the countries in the world that has the most number of days that are public holidays.

Oh well, I'm not complaining.

Happy Malaysia Day!

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Babe,
this is a reminder that you're not alone,
and friends like us lasts forever wherever we may be.
I know its hard and the feeling of isolation sucks to the max.
And it messes with your head sometimes when your guard is down.
But don't think of us as if we'll fade into the darkness as time goes by cause we'll always be with you, in your heart, and you, in ours.
Nothing can change that.
Promise :)
© Rachel Chua.

Rachel,
those are awesome words,
from an awesome person.
You have no idea how reassured I feel now.

I am indeed pretty much isolated.
And it did get to my head.
Nearly lost my sanity there.
Thankfully I didn't completely lose it.

I know I keep saying that I love you guys a lot.
It might look like I don't really mean what I say,
since the continuous usage of those three words,
decreases their value in time.

But I really don't know how to express myself -
how lucky I am to have attended RYLA back then.
how blessed I am to know you people.
how grateful I am for friends like these.

My life really is more complete,
with awesome friends in it.
♥

Thank you Rachel.
Thank you awesomenesses.
(':

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You think I'm pretty
Without any make-up on
You think I'm funny
When I tell the punch line wrong
I know you get me
So I let my walls come down

Before you met me
I was alright
But things were kinda heavy
You brought me to life
Now every February
You'll be my Valentine

Let's go all the way tonight
No regrets, just love
We can dance until we die
You and I
We'll be young forever

You make me
Feel like
I'm living a Teenage Dream
The way you turn me on
I can't sleep
Let's run away
And don't ever look back
Don't ever look back

My heart stops
When you look at me
Just one touch
Now baby I believe
This is real
So take a chance
And don't ever look back
Don't ever look back

We drove to Cali
And got drunk on the beach
Got a motel and
Built a fort out of sheets
I finally found you
My missing puzzle piece
I'm complete

Let's go all the way tonight
No regrets, just love
We can dance until we die
You and I
We'll be young forever

You make me
Feel like
I'm living a Teenage Dream
The way you turn me on
I can't sleep
Let's run away
And don't ever look back
Don't ever look back

My heart stops
When you look at me
Just one touch
Now baby I believe
This is real
So take a chance
And don't ever look back
Don't ever look back

I might get your heart racing
In my skin-tights jeans
Be your Teenage Dream tonight
Let you put your hands on me
In my skin-tight jeans
Be your Teenage Dream tonight

You make me
Feel like
I'm living a Teenage Dream
The way you turn me on
I can't sleep
Let's run away
And don't ever look back
Don't ever look back

My heart stops
When you look at me
Just one touch
Now baby I believe
This is real
So take a chance
And don't ever look back
Don't ever look back

I might get your heart racing
In my skin-tights jeans
Be your Teenage Dream tonight
Let you put your hands on me
In my skin-tight jeans
Be your Teenage Dream tonight

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After days of being an emotional brat, this movie actually made me feel a whole lot better.

The speed and all that drifting. It makes me want to reinstall my brother's Need For Speed: Underground and Need For Speed: Carbon, and actually finish both games. In my opinion, these are my favourites in the whole NFS series. And I love the tracks from the former.

It doesn't help that there were all those scenes portraying nightlife in Tokyo, Japan. Somehow, those scenes got in touch with my wild side - which is strictly hidden unless in the presence of the right company, right music, and the right mood. And of course, shall be unleashed when I'm done with this cancer shit and the moment I'm done with high school.

Maybe it's the movie, or just the Baskin Robbins ice-cream my parents got for me.

Cheers!

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©vomitingeyes.

I'm sick and tired of projecting this good, cute girl image.

I want to be bad.
I want to go wild.
I want to be inked.
I want multiple piercings.
I want to party all night.
I want to dance till I drop dead.
I want to drink and get wasted.
I want to scream and shout,
and not care what people think about me.
I want to act like a slut and a bitch.
I want to live by the streets and act trashy.
I want to forget about the rules of etiquette.
I want to stop being prim and proper.
I want to let go of my manners.
I want to spit out vulgarities as often as I breathe.
I want to be a mean girl.
I want to make out with every single guy and girl.
I want to live as if I owned the world.

I don't want to give a damn about what people think.
I don't want to bother about the rumours you want to spread.
I don't want to care about anything anymore.

I just want to be free.

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I would like to share about two phone calls that I received earlier. It's through the house phone by the way.

L refers to Leonie, C stands for Caller. Said caller sounds like an elderly Malay man around his sixties.

L: Hello?
C: Hello?
L: Ya? *turns Malay slang on*
C: Nak cari BzzzzBzzzBzzzz.. (I knew he was looking for someone, but I couldn't hear who.)
L: Siapa?
C: Nak cari Haji Haikal!
L: Salah nombor!
C: Owh, salah nombor eh?
L: A'ah!
C: Okay!
-end of conversation-

*phone rings again*
L: Hello?
C: Hello! Eh, memang salah eh?
L: Ya, memang salah!
C: Oh..ni bukan Plentong, Masai eh?
L: Permas Jaya lah!
C: Ya lah, Plentong ngan Permas sama kan?
L: Tak! (To my knowledge, Plentong and Permas Jaya are two different places, but both are in Masai. Enlighten me if I'm wrong.)
C: Ni bukan Jalan Permas 1/14 ke?
L: Tak lah!
C: Okay, terima kasih!
L: Selamat Hari Raya!
C: Ya ya..waalaikumussalam!
-end of conversation-

Truly epic, I tell you.

Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri to all of my friends. In true 1Malaysia spirit, we celebrate together, makan awesome food together, and enjoy the holidays together. It doesn't matter, regardless of race and religion. Quoted from dear Khai from her Facebook status. (:

Cheers you all, and have a great one.

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©Leilockheart.
I have been doing a lot of stalking blog-hopping recently. You can't exactly blame me, I'm really bored at home. I can't go out and meet up with my friends. I can't interact with the outside world. I don't know what's going on anymore. I don't have a life.

I'd been really down these few days. But I find it so hard to just express my thoughts and feelings into this blog. I was paranoid about unwanted people reading my blog, and me pouring out too much might lead to unnecessary disaster.

On the other hand, I'm reluctant to lock my blog from the eyes of nosy parkers. For one thing, it's troublesome to go through the procedures of getting my friends' emails and inviting them one by one to read my blog.

There's a story to it.

I told a loved one yesterday something. Something about me that as much as I don't want to admit it, it's true. I finally got the guts to talk to someone about it.

One of the hate comments I got on Formspring claimed I was an attention-crazy person. Well, that's exaggerated. But I'm going to come clean about this particular something.

I love attention. That, I won't deny anymore. In my humble opinion, everybody loves some attention once in awhile. My point is proven by the anonymous coward(s) who is/are leaving hate comments in my Fomspring. All he/she/they/it wanted was some attention from my friends and myself. I only replied them only because, (a) I found it amusing and entertaining to receive hate comments and (b) it gave me something to kill time with.

So I still want my blog to be seen by all. It makes me feel like my blog is actually interesting enough to be read by people. I had always felt that my writings are really boring, compared to how other people seem to write.

I don't care who views my blog anymore. Go ahead and read whatever you want. I don't see how it benefits you anyway.

I don't give a damn if you mind whether I'm using vulgarities or not. Whether I'm minding my language or not. Whether my English is perfect or not. Whether I have to apparently put on an act that I seem to be the apparent innocent disciplined student you see in school.

It's not like I'm commiting some crime and I'm out on the run to avoid getting caught by the police. I'm not breaking any school rules or the law even, so you can't sue me.

Gossip about me, I'm not bothered whether it makes me famous or infamous.

As long as I stick to what I believe in and it makes me happy, I'm satisfied.

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After years of wishing for this other half of mine, my wish is actually going to be fulfilled by a person who is such a dear to me. We are talking about a lady who has been a big part of my life, especially my childhood days since I was still studying in kindergarten.

Since I was a little girl of five, it's nearly routine to visit this little pet shop after school hours to get fish-food for my dad's fishes. It may be a small and quaint place, but it was certainly one place that is able to make me feel so at home.

Sights of colourful tropical fishes in intricately-designed aquariums, rabbits nibbling on their carrots. Hamsters having some playtime of their own, iguanas staying put and looking really still. There's the occasional squirrels. And of course, how could I ever forget that annoying mynah that blurts out random words it had been taught by a variety of customers.

Over the years, these sights have never changed. All these years, I have been visiting this pet shop whenever I can. I'd gotten busier especially as I progressed into seconday school life, but it's always nice to have my dad asking me that very question once in awhile.


Gosh, I'll be elated whenever I hear those words. Even at this age of mine. As I'm slowly stepping into adulthood.

Strangely, that pet shop seemed to have kept this part of me which never fails to help me relive those simple, sweet days from my childhood.

This pet shop has much significance in my life.

And this pet shop, is owned by a dear couple, which I'd always addressed them as Uncle and Auntie.

I'd always had closer ties with Auntie though. She's the one who has been keeping up with my latest updates. If I don't turn up whenever my dad makes a trip there, there will be a hoarde of questions waiting for my dad regarding my location and what I have been up to. She's always asking about my health, how am I coping up with school, the likes.

I'm happy and grateful to have her care so much for me. I love my mother a lot. But she is another motherly figure to me altogether, in her own little way. My mum hates all kinds of animals, while I'm the total opposite. Naturally, Auntie and I can really click when it comes to cute furry creatures and funny humourous antics of those living in their respective abodes in her pet shop.

What really touched me is the words she said to my dad when she found out I was diagnosed with cancer.


Boy, I teared up immediately when I found out about her response to my condition.

Now, she's doing all she can to help me with my journey in fighting cancer. She has been passing bags of anti-cancer leaves to be eaten raw to me through my dad. Apparently eating those leaves work, since she herself has taken them when she found out she had a tumour. And it completely disappeared without having to go for chemotherapy and such. So has a lot of other people who have taken them. She's very convinced these leaves will work their magic on me as well.

She even made a deal with me, knowing it's not that simple to consume fresh leaves from plants like that. And they're not even vegetables.

Knowing how much I'd always wanted a pet cat, she promised me the finest, cutest and sweetest one from the next litter of kittens she's going to receive. Thanks to her daughter's cat, who is currently pregnant. Her daughter has been very supportive of me as well, I got to know her better when she had completed her studies in China and returned to Malaysia. While she was abroad, her darling cat will be kept at the shop. And I acted as a playmate to her whenever I dropped by. So she knows how much I love cats too.

She even gave me a card with a photograph of her cat, knowing how much I missed her. Well, that's because since she's back in Malaysia, the cat has obviously went back home to her owner. She also gave me a cat soft toy. That's very sweet of her! Nice people they are, really.

As much as how my mother hates all kinds of animals, especially cats, she decided she will finally make an exception and let me keep one when I'd fully recovered. As a reward for how I have been coping with my condition in the most optimistic manner as possible.

Thank you mumsie. Thank you Auntie and to your daughter as well.

I'll take real good care of him/her when he/she arrives. You know I can. (:

©skorobulatova.

©Melanie.

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Got this survey from a Tumblr I had been following for quite some time now. I'd been saving this survey in my drafts but I never got to work on it. By the way, I suggest you don't click on the link because you might be not able to accept the content in said Tumblr account.

I am:
Happy. Sad. A good friend. Adventurous. Shy. Confident. A procrastinator. A male. Bored. Anxious. Clumsy. Sociable. Always punctual. Selfish. Intelligent. Funny. A female. Sarcastic. Insecure. Sick. Beautiful. Articulate. Loud. Kind. Even-tempered. Honest. Short. Tall. Medium height. Proud of myself. Loving. Witty. Down to earth. Outspoken. Determined. Of high maintenance. Pretty. Assertive. Organised. Selfless.

I have:
Brown hair. Blue eyes. Brown Eyes. Pale Skin. Curly hair. Long fingernails. Curves. Braces. Chipped nail polish. Long legs. Straight hair. A fringe. Long eyelashes. Sore feet. Freckles. Dark skin. Medium skin. Green eyes. Blonde hair. Dyed hair. Red hair. Short legs. Big boobs. Rosy cheeks. Wavy hair. Black hair. A small waist. Piercings. Tattoos. Big ears. Short hair.

I love:
Babies. Flowers. Kisses. Summer. Coffee. The rain. Candles. Incense. Late night talk shows. Insects. Hugs. Attention. The beach. Chocolate. Music. Beanies. Harry Potter. Twilight. Facebook. Black and white photos. Sleeping in. Driving. Narrating my pet’s thoughts. Opening gifts. Buying gifts. Halloween. Cute texts. Apples. Compliments. Country music. Hip hop. Sushi. Sports. Art. Singing. Seeing my loved ones happy. Surprises. Sunsets and sunrises. Skinny dipping. Horror movies. Simon Cowell. A family Guy. Garlic. Hearing somebody talk in their sleep. Being right. KFC. Abstract photography. Concerts and festivals. Tanning. Oversized T-shirts.

My significant other is/would be:
Tall. Intelligent. Selfish. Selfless. Confusing. Funny. A good singer. Mysterious. Bad for me. Sweet. An animal lover. A surfer. A skater. Dating somebody else. Blonde. Unaffectionate. Charming. Brunette. Romantic. A liar. Easy to forgive. Dealing with problems. Moody. Kind to my friends. Boring. Shy. Gorgeous. Caring. Short. A redhead. In college. At work. At school. Always texting me. Pale skinned. Tanned. Quiet. Obnoxious. Protective of me. Jealous. Cocky.

I would love to be a:
Police officer. Lawyer. Doctor. Teacher. Fruit picker. Mother. Greenpeace volunteer. Hippie. Groupie. Rockstar. Footballer’s wife. Therapist. Singer. Actress. Diving instructor. Lottery winner. Company owner. Housewife. Nurse. Builder. Race car driver. Website developer. An inspirational talker. Music teacher. Artist. Chef. Makeup artist. Hairdresser. Restaurant owner. Homeless shelter volunteer. Fitness trainer. Vet. Radio show host. Band manager.

I like to eat:
Fruits. Vegetables. Fast food. Sushi. In bed. Rice. Sandwiches. Subway. Chicken. Cakes. Seafood. A lot. Pasta. Rice crackers. When I’m bored. Cheese. Ice cream. Garlic bread. Peanut butter out of the jar. Eggs. Lots of ethnic foods. Pancakes. Honey. Lunch. Bread crusts. Low calorie foods. Soy products. Gluten free products. Only when I’m hungry. Toast. Breakfast. Pizza.

I dislike:
Cold mornings. Baths. People dissing my taste in music. People in front of me walking really slowly. Having my personal space invaded. Cleaning. Going to bed early. Wine/beer. Religious arguments. Coffee. The beach. Rain. Children. Having my photo taken. Drama. Gossiping. Hip hop. Cooking shows. Drugs. Cats. People singing happy birthday to me. Selfish people. Social networking sites. Swimming. Snow. Eminem. Seafood. One word text messages. Awkward silences. Alarm clocks.

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When you are tagged, fill it up and post it in your Notes as 'My Biography' and please give your own answers. Then, tag 21 of your friends.

I chose to answer this tag in my blog instead of Facebook. I don't think I want to tag anyone either, unless you're interested in answering this.

1. Where did you take your profile picture?
In the study at home.

2. What exactly are you wearing right now?
A loose T-shirt and a pair of shorts.

3. What is your current problem?
Not studying or/and revising at all for SPM 2010. Damn.

4. What makes you happy most?
Music, fashion, art, photography, books, and seeing my loved ones happy.

5. What's the name of the song that you're listening to?
Superman by Five For Fighting.

6. Any celeb you would marry?
I'm guilty of celeb crushes, but nah, the idea of marriage with celebs totally do not make sense at all.

7. Name someone with the same birthday as you?
Maneesha aka Esha Gill. My birthday twin! ♥

8. Ever sang in front of a large audience?
Definitely! Thanks to last year's class campaign titled Say No To Plastic Bags. I remembered there were times I was singing solo because my classmates were really shy to sing or they have forgotten the lyrics. And yes, I sang before in my school's choir and took part in competitions and performances.

9. Has anyone ever said you look like a celebrity?
It was only two days ago when I was undergoing my third chemo, one of the nurses said I looked like Dato' Siti Nurhaliza. Do I really now? I actually doubt it.

10. Do you still watch kiddie movies or kiddie TV shows?
Yes! It's good to embrace the inner child in me to keep myself sane! It's perfectly normal!

11. Do you speak any other language?
Other than English, I speak Malay, Chinese, and a little Japanese, German, French, Spanish, Hokkien, and Cantonese.

Chapter 1:

1. Middle name: Don't have any!
2. Nickname(s): Leon, Leo, Granny, Nenek, Mencit, Ronnie, Leonie-cat, Lab Rat, Kuala Lumpur, Yonie, Eonie, Lonie, Connie, Bonnie, Leonie-chan, Ah Ma, and the list goes on. I can hardly remember, there are so many, thanks to my friends. Haha. But other than the first two, the rest are strictly for the usage of my close friends only.
3. Current location: In the study.
4. Eye colour: Some have told me they're black, some said they're a really dark brown. I'll let you decide.

Chapter 2:

1. You call a question a chapter?
It depends on what context you're using these two words in.

2. Do you get along well with your parents?
We have our differences and mood swings, but other than that, we get along just fine.

Chapter 3: Favorites.

1. Ice-cream: McDonald's Sundae Cone, or their Choco Top.
2. Shampoo/conditioner: No particular favourite.
3. Person: I don't have a favourite person! That would be unfair. (:

Chaper 4: Do you...

1. ...dance in the shower?
I'll dance anywhere when I have some good dance tracks turned on.

2. ...write on your hand?
I tend to get very forgetful, so it's a must at certain times. I do miss the times when Jia Ying, Gup, Anna and Azri will write/draw/scribble/doodle on my hands. Those were the days. :]

3. ...call people back?
I rarely do.

4. ...believe in love?
Absolutely.

5. ...have any mental health issues?
I used to, but now, nah.

Chapter 5: Have You...

1. ...broken a bone?
So far, no. And I hope never.

2. ...sprained anything?
Not that I remember of.

3. ...had physical therapy?
Nope.

4. ...gotten stitches?
Actually, I'm not so sure. I think I had, thanks to my minor surgery to test for what kind of lymphoma I have. It looks like it wasn't stitched up though. Seriously.

5. ...taken painkillers?
Yeah.

HOW I END MY SENTENCES.

1. I love: My life, my family, my friends, my interests, and myself.
2. I don't understand: Why being greedy, selfish and inconsiderate are more important than love and peace.
3. When I wake up in the morning: I really want to get back to sleep.
4. Life is full of shit: If that's the way you choose to look at life.
5. I get annoyed very quickly when: People ask me nonsensical illogical questions, speaking without thinking first, making assumptions without confirming the facts first, blaming others when they're the ones who are obviously at fault.
6. Parties are: Wickedly awesome when there's good company, good music, and good food.
7. Female dogs are: Either pets, stray dogs or being tortured out there somewhere.
8. Cats are: Arrogant and selfish at times, but I still love them!
9. Tomorrow is: Another day I'll be spending at home.
10. I have a low tolerance for: Bitchy behaviour and people who cannot keep their noses to themselves.
11. If I had a million dollars I would: Donate a part of it to charities, hire a full-time masseuse for my mother, save some for my future, and go travelling with my friends.

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It’s not an English name I came up with for myself. My mother is indeed a genius in coming up with such a splendid name for me. Although my name has been unfortunately mutilated (nicknames are excluded) over the past years, full credits to my mum for my current identity.

I’m certainly looking forward to changing the word ‘patient’ to ‘survivor’! If you’re interested to read about my journey in battling lymphoma, you can click here to proceed to my cancer blog.

Ironic, I know; this blog is mainly pink instead. I like all colours actually, but I find myself having an affinity to the colour green. In fact, I can safely say that green is my soul colour.

Languages, music, fashion, photography, cultures, dance, literature, writing; just about anything, really. The arts truly intrigue me, especially thought-provoking pieces. Of course, the arts play a major role in inspiring me in my everyday life.

I don’t have a favourite genre – I read any book that interests me!

I am a trained right-hander from young, since apparently being left-handed is considered ‘wrong’. Basically, I’m ambidextrous! No wonder I find it easier to air guitar using my left hand than my right; I simply relate to the arts than subjects that deal with logical thinking better, too.

A stubborn Bull I am, too. I abhor being rushed. I prefer doing matters at my own reasonable pace. I don’t particularly like changes in my routine, but I can adapt quite easily. I’m a very practical person as well. I enjoy the beautiful things in life, but that doesn’t make me shun ugliness at all. Besides, it all depends on how one perceives beauty. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder!

Still am, but I’m slowly learning to accept imperfection into my life. Also, I’m doing my best to erase the many expectations I have so I could one day master the art of letting go and freeing myself to simple happiness and joy.

Compared to before, I’m less dramatic nowadays. Language-wise, I attempt to blog flawlessly in English and speak proper English online with my peers. Call me a Grammar Nazi all you want, but that’s how I roll. I only converse in perfect English in formal situations and during my dramatic outbursts. Otherwise, I’m absolutely capable of communicating like the average Malaysian!

It’s a different issue altogether when you’re forced to learn for the sake of getting good grades, though. Other than that, I’m open to new information and knowledge anytime! I especially would like to learn more languages and pick up new musical instruments.

…are just some of the things I would love to do in the near future, hopefully!

the basic rules apply. If you respect me, I’ll respect you. If you happen to be someone who has low EQ skills, I’ll try to be tolerant but my patience is definitely limited. I’m observant when it comes to human behaviour. I’m a person of many opinions, but I don’t voice them out unless I trust you enough; I’m very honest and candid when it comes to the people I can trust. Even though I trust very easily, not everybody can prove that they’re all that nice. Hurt me, and I’ll only defend myself if necessary. Hurt my family or my friends – you won’t find me holding back.

Is there anything else you would like to know about me?
Throw me your questions and/or doubts here! I honestly have nothing to hide, so you’ll expect the truth and nothing but the truth.

It’s only how I phrase my answers that you’ll have to be aware of.
Or…you can click hereto go back to reading!

©L4MAHkun.
I think if I didn't have to force myself to come up with a title for every single one of my blog entries, I might actually be a more active blogger. I could come up with entries so often in one day, it'll get too hard for my readers to catch up and they'll get sick of me - eventually.

Currently, I feel slightly ugly. I can't help it, really. Looking in the mirror everyday is starting to kill my confidence - slowly but surely. It was easy when I was completely bald. I have to admit, I look pretty good being a skinhead. And of course, back in those days when I still had my long locks, my hair was something that I took for granted.

As for now, I have random strands of hair growing out here and there on my head at an unequal rate. Imagine your school field with large patches of grass here, and smaller patches of sand or mud there. The condition of my head and hair is similar to what you'd just imagined.

It isn't my biggest problem, but it does frustrates me.

Hey, I'm only human. It's normal to feel like that, especially when my hair had been my security blanket before me having to face bigger issues - issues like how to deal with cancer at the age of seventeen. God, and I'm not referring to a particular God, but just God in general - is really putting me through a lot of tests.

One fine day, I'm going to look back at my experience of battling it out with cancer.

I shall laugh. Loudly, even.

Then scream, at the top of my lungs,

"FUCK YOU, CANCER!"

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As you can obviously see, I made some changes to my current blog layout. I decided that having two blogs with the same layout is getting to be quite an eyesore. Or rather, I just needed some colour in my personal blog.

No offence to my friends and fellow readers who like the colour pink, but back in those days when I have not embraced the feminine side in me - I used to deny liking this colour. Apparently, I'm not afraid to admit that I do like this colour now. But of course, the colour green will always have the most significance to me as..me!

To be painfully honest, I'm running out of things to blog about. I wonder why, really!

I have millions of thoughts and opinions running in my head all day long. So, that doesn't give me any excuse to not have something to write about!

Unfortunately, as much as I don't want to remind fifth formers around Malaysia that we have this major examination called SPM coming up in 58 days, I typed the sentence before this as a reminder to myself.

I'm actually tempted to go on a hiatus till I'm done with SPM, but I don't think I'm capable of doing so. I love expressing my ideas here, whether they're boring or interesting to you, you or you. So there.

Sometimes, when I blog-hop to a variety of blogs with a myriad of bloggers with distinctive and different writing styles, it makes me feel inferior to them. It never fails to cause this question to pop into my head - "Why am I not as interesting as them?"

Nonsensical notions like why these people lead more interesting lives than me and have more interesting life stories to blog about with all the fun things they do with their friends and family keep going on and on in my already small brain. I'm not calling myself stupid, but I'm really running out of space in my brain. No kidding there.

Maybe I'm blogging a whole load of random crap right now because I feel extremely guilty that I haven't been managing my time as wisely as I should.

I think after I publish this entry, I'm going to regret it. Too many ramblings and too little substance. I guess being isolated for so long is getting to me again. Gosh.

If you're a loyal reader of this blog, do pray for a more sensational post from me. Least you get bored to tears.

Cheers!

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Dee!
Do you have any idea that you're sooo freaking ah-dorable?

Ah-dorably sweet,
or sweetly ah-dorable.
Take your pick darling. ;)

Oh yes, for the answer.
Just check your Formspring!

Oh please,
as if you don't already know the answer, babe.
♥

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Found out about this amazing movie from Dee's blog.
Ballet, girl-on-girl action, and psychological thrills altogether?

That makes one wicked movie.

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You just got to love Kurt.

I'm a Gleek,
though it doesn't really show now.
I have been missing Glee on Channel 5 since two months ago.

Thankfully,
my brother now has the whole of Season 1.
(:

Cheers!

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Was tagged in a Facebook note by Matthew.

[ ] You know how to make a pot of coffee
[x] You keep track of dates using a calendar
[ ] You own a credit card
[ ] You know how to change the oil in a car
[x] You've done your own laundry
[ ] You can vote in an election
[x] You can cook for yourself
[ ] You think politics are interesting
TOTAL SO FAR: 3

[ ] You show up for school late a lot
[ ] You always carry a pen/pencil in your bag/purse/pocket
[x] You've never gotten a detention
[ ] You have forgotten your own birthday
[x] You like to take walks by yourself
[x] You know what credibility means, without looking it up
[ ] You drink caffeine at least once a week
TOTAL SO FAR: 6

[x] You know how to do the dishes
[x] You can count to 10 in another language
[x] When you say you're going to do something you do it
[ ] You can mow the lawn
[ ] You study even when you don't have to
[ ] You have handwashed a car before
TOTAL SO FAR: 9

[x] You can spell experience, without looking it up
[ ] The people at Starbucks know you by name
[ ] Your favorite kind of food is takeout
[x] You can go to the store without getting something you don't need
[ ] You understand political jokes the first time they are said
[x] You can type pretty quick
TOTAL SO FAR: 12

[ ] Your only friends are from your place of employment
[ ] You have been to a Tupperware party
[ ] You have realized that practically no one will take you seriously unless you are over the age of 25 and have a job.
[ ] You have more bills than you can pay
[x] You have been to the beach
[x] You use the internet every day
[x] You have travelled overseas for more than 5 times
[x]You make your bed in the morning
[x]You realised people of the opposite sex might just make better friends
GRAND TOTAL: 17

Repost this with the subject as: I'm (how old you are) but I act (what you got on the test). The number of people you have to tag is the number you got on the test.

I'm not going to tag anyone. Feel free to do the survey if you want to. (:

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Read this article for more info.

I'm happy for Emily.
(:

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If you know me well enough, you'll definitely know that I'm a huge fan of Lady Gaga. I love her songs. I love how OTT her style is. I love how artistic and different her music videos are.

I have to admit, the meat dress she wore recently was quite questionable. It sure looked stylish and fashionable, until the moment you realised that her dress was made out of..well, meat.

Why did she wear something so outrageously..outrageous?

Watch the videos, and you'll find out.





Lady Gaga,
I have nothing,
but respect for you.

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Yet another public holiday in Malaysia. And to think our country is one of the countries in the world that has the most number of days that are public holidays.

Oh well, I'm not complaining.

Happy Malaysia Day!

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Babe,
this is a reminder that you're not alone,
and friends like us lasts forever wherever we may be.
I know its hard and the feeling of isolation sucks to the max.
And it messes with your head sometimes when your guard is down.
But don't think of us as if we'll fade into the darkness as time goes by cause we'll always be with you, in your heart, and you, in ours.
Nothing can change that.
Promise :)
© Rachel Chua.

Rachel,
those are awesome words,
from an awesome person.
You have no idea how reassured I feel now.

I am indeed pretty much isolated.
And it did get to my head.
Nearly lost my sanity there.
Thankfully I didn't completely lose it.

I know I keep saying that I love you guys a lot.
It might look like I don't really mean what I say,
since the continuous usage of those three words,
decreases their value in time.

But I really don't know how to express myself -
how lucky I am to have attended RYLA back then.
how blessed I am to know you people.
how grateful I am for friends like these.

My life really is more complete,
with awesome friends in it.
♥

Thank you Rachel.
Thank you awesomenesses.
(':

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You think I'm pretty
Without any make-up on
You think I'm funny
When I tell the punch line wrong
I know you get me
So I let my walls come down

Before you met me
I was alright
But things were kinda heavy
You brought me to life
Now every February
You'll be my Valentine

Let's go all the way tonight
No regrets, just love
We can dance until we die
You and I
We'll be young forever

You make me
Feel like
I'm living a Teenage Dream
The way you turn me on
I can't sleep
Let's run away
And don't ever look back
Don't ever look back

My heart stops
When you look at me
Just one touch
Now baby I believe
This is real
So take a chance
And don't ever look back
Don't ever look back

We drove to Cali
And got drunk on the beach
Got a motel and
Built a fort out of sheets
I finally found you
My missing puzzle piece
I'm complete

Let's go all the way tonight
No regrets, just love
We can dance until we die
You and I
We'll be young forever

You make me
Feel like
I'm living a Teenage Dream
The way you turn me on
I can't sleep
Let's run away
And don't ever look back
Don't ever look back

My heart stops
When you look at me
Just one touch
Now baby I believe
This is real
So take a chance
And don't ever look back
Don't ever look back

I might get your heart racing
In my skin-tights jeans
Be your Teenage Dream tonight
Let you put your hands on me
In my skin-tight jeans
Be your Teenage Dream tonight

You make me
Feel like
I'm living a Teenage Dream
The way you turn me on
I can't sleep
Let's run away
And don't ever look back
Don't ever look back

My heart stops
When you look at me
Just one touch
Now baby I believe
This is real
So take a chance
And don't ever look back
Don't ever look back

I might get your heart racing
In my skin-tights jeans
Be your Teenage Dream tonight
Let you put your hands on me
In my skin-tight jeans
Be your Teenage Dream tonight

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After days of being an emotional brat, this movie actually made me feel a whole lot better.

The speed and all that drifting. It makes me want to reinstall my brother's Need For Speed: Underground and Need For Speed: Carbon, and actually finish both games. In my opinion, these are my favourites in the whole NFS series. And I love the tracks from the former.

It doesn't help that there were all those scenes portraying nightlife in Tokyo, Japan. Somehow, those scenes got in touch with my wild side - which is strictly hidden unless in the presence of the right company, right music, and the right mood. And of course, shall be unleashed when I'm done with this cancer shit and the moment I'm done with high school.

Maybe it's the movie, or just the Baskin Robbins ice-cream my parents got for me.

Cheers!

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©vomitingeyes.

I'm sick and tired of projecting this good, cute girl image.

I want to be bad.
I want to go wild.
I want to be inked.
I want multiple piercings.
I want to party all night.
I want to dance till I drop dead.
I want to drink and get wasted.
I want to scream and shout,
and not care what people think about me.
I want to act like a slut and a bitch.
I want to live by the streets and act trashy.
I want to forget about the rules of etiquette.
I want to stop being prim and proper.
I want to let go of my manners.
I want to spit out vulgarities as often as I breathe.
I want to be a mean girl.
I want to make out with every single guy and girl.
I want to live as if I owned the world.

I don't want to give a damn about what people think.
I don't want to bother about the rumours you want to spread.
I don't want to care about anything anymore.

I just want to be free.

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I would like to share about two phone calls that I received earlier. It's through the house phone by the way.

L refers to Leonie, C stands for Caller. Said caller sounds like an elderly Malay man around his sixties.

L: Hello?
C: Hello?
L: Ya? *turns Malay slang on*
C: Nak cari BzzzzBzzzBzzzz.. (I knew he was looking for someone, but I couldn't hear who.)
L: Siapa?
C: Nak cari Haji Haikal!
L: Salah nombor!
C: Owh, salah nombor eh?
L: A'ah!
C: Okay!
-end of conversation-

*phone rings again*
L: Hello?
C: Hello! Eh, memang salah eh?
L: Ya, memang salah!
C: Oh..ni bukan Plentong, Masai eh?
L: Permas Jaya lah!
C: Ya lah, Plentong ngan Permas sama kan?
L: Tak! (To my knowledge, Plentong and Permas Jaya are two different places, but both are in Masai. Enlighten me if I'm wrong.)
C: Ni bukan Jalan Permas 1/14 ke?
L: Tak lah!
C: Okay, terima kasih!
L: Selamat Hari Raya!
C: Ya ya..waalaikumussalam!
-end of conversation-

Truly epic, I tell you.

Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri to all of my friends. In true 1Malaysia spirit, we celebrate together, makan awesome food together, and enjoy the holidays together. It doesn't matter, regardless of race and religion. Quoted from dear Khai from her Facebook status. (:

Cheers you all, and have a great one.

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©Leilockheart.
I have been doing a lot of stalking blog-hopping recently. You can't exactly blame me, I'm really bored at home. I can't go out and meet up with my friends. I can't interact with the outside world. I don't know what's going on anymore. I don't have a life.

I'd been really down these few days. But I find it so hard to just express my thoughts and feelings into this blog. I was paranoid about unwanted people reading my blog, and me pouring out too much might lead to unnecessary disaster.

On the other hand, I'm reluctant to lock my blog from the eyes of nosy parkers. For one thing, it's troublesome to go through the procedures of getting my friends' emails and inviting them one by one to read my blog.

There's a story to it.

I told a loved one yesterday something. Something about me that as much as I don't want to admit it, it's true. I finally got the guts to talk to someone about it.

One of the hate comments I got on Formspring claimed I was an attention-crazy person. Well, that's exaggerated. But I'm going to come clean about this particular something.

I love attention. That, I won't deny anymore. In my humble opinion, everybody loves some attention once in awhile. My point is proven by the anonymous coward(s) who is/are leaving hate comments in my Fomspring. All he/she/they/it wanted was some attention from my friends and myself. I only replied them only because, (a) I found it amusing and entertaining to receive hate comments and (b) it gave me something to kill time with.

So I still want my blog to be seen by all. It makes me feel like my blog is actually interesting enough to be read by people. I had always felt that my writings are really boring, compared to how other people seem to write.

I don't care who views my blog anymore. Go ahead and read whatever you want. I don't see how it benefits you anyway.

I don't give a damn if you mind whether I'm using vulgarities or not. Whether I'm minding my language or not. Whether my English is perfect or not. Whether I have to apparently put on an act that I seem to be the apparent innocent disciplined student you see in school.

It's not like I'm commiting some crime and I'm out on the run to avoid getting caught by the police. I'm not breaking any school rules or the law even, so you can't sue me.

Gossip about me, I'm not bothered whether it makes me famous or infamous.

As long as I stick to what I believe in and it makes me happy, I'm satisfied.

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After years of wishing for this other half of mine, my wish is actually going to be fulfilled by a person who is such a dear to me. We are talking about a lady who has been a big part of my life, especially my childhood days since I was still studying in kindergarten.

Since I was a little girl of five, it's nearly routine to visit this little pet shop after school hours to get fish-food for my dad's fishes. It may be a small and quaint place, but it was certainly one place that is able to make me feel so at home.

Sights of colourful tropical fishes in intricately-designed aquariums, rabbits nibbling on their carrots. Hamsters having some playtime of their own, iguanas staying put and looking really still. There's the occasional squirrels. And of course, how could I ever forget that annoying mynah that blurts out random words it had been taught by a variety of customers.

Over the years, these sights have never changed. All these years, I have been visiting this pet shop whenever I can. I'd gotten busier especially as I progressed into seconday school life, but it's always nice to have my dad asking me that very question once in awhile.


Gosh, I'll be elated whenever I hear those words. Even at this age of mine. As I'm slowly stepping into adulthood.

Strangely, that pet shop seemed to have kept this part of me which never fails to help me relive those simple, sweet days from my childhood.

This pet shop has much significance in my life.

And this pet shop, is owned by a dear couple, which I'd always addressed them as Uncle and Auntie.

I'd always had closer ties with Auntie though. She's the one who has been keeping up with my latest updates. If I don't turn up whenever my dad makes a trip there, there will be a hoarde of questions waiting for my dad regarding my location and what I have been up to. She's always asking about my health, how am I coping up with school, the likes.

I'm happy and grateful to have her care so much for me. I love my mother a lot. But she is another motherly figure to me altogether, in her own little way. My mum hates all kinds of animals, while I'm the total opposite. Naturally, Auntie and I can really click when it comes to cute furry creatures and funny humourous antics of those living in their respective abodes in her pet shop.

What really touched me is the words she said to my dad when she found out I was diagnosed with cancer.


Boy, I teared up immediately when I found out about her response to my condition.

Now, she's doing all she can to help me with my journey in fighting cancer. She has been passing bags of anti-cancer leaves to be eaten raw to me through my dad. Apparently eating those leaves work, since she herself has taken them when she found out she had a tumour. And it completely disappeared without having to go for chemotherapy and such. So has a lot of other people who have taken them. She's very convinced these leaves will work their magic on me as well.

She even made a deal with me, knowing it's not that simple to consume fresh leaves from plants like that. And they're not even vegetables.

Knowing how much I'd always wanted a pet cat, she promised me the finest, cutest and sweetest one from the next litter of kittens she's going to receive. Thanks to her daughter's cat, who is currently pregnant. Her daughter has been very supportive of me as well, I got to know her better when she had completed her studies in China and returned to Malaysia. While she was abroad, her darling cat will be kept at the shop. And I acted as a playmate to her whenever I dropped by. So she knows how much I love cats too.

She even gave me a card with a photograph of her cat, knowing how much I missed her. Well, that's because since she's back in Malaysia, the cat has obviously went back home to her owner. She also gave me a cat soft toy. That's very sweet of her! Nice people they are, really.

As much as how my mother hates all kinds of animals, especially cats, she decided she will finally make an exception and let me keep one when I'd fully recovered. As a reward for how I have been coping with my condition in the most optimistic manner as possible.

Thank you mumsie. Thank you Auntie and to your daughter as well.

I'll take real good care of him/her when he/she arrives. You know I can. (:

©skorobulatova.

©Melanie.

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Got this survey from a Tumblr I had been following for quite some time now. I'd been saving this survey in my drafts but I never got to work on it. By the way, I suggest you don't click on the link because you might be not able to accept the content in said Tumblr account.

I am:
Happy. Sad. A good friend. Adventurous. Shy. Confident. A procrastinator. A male. Bored. Anxious. Clumsy. Sociable. Always punctual. Selfish. Intelligent. Funny. A female. Sarcastic. Insecure. Sick. Beautiful. Articulate. Loud. Kind. Even-tempered. Honest. Short. Tall. Medium height. Proud of myself. Loving. Witty. Down to earth. Outspoken. Determined. Of high maintenance. Pretty. Assertive. Organised. Selfless.

I have:
Brown hair. Blue eyes. Brown Eyes. Pale Skin. Curly hair. Long fingernails. Curves. Braces. Chipped nail polish. Long legs. Straight hair. A fringe. Long eyelashes. Sore feet. Freckles. Dark skin. Medium skin. Green eyes. Blonde hair. Dyed hair. Red hair. Short legs. Big boobs. Rosy cheeks. Wavy hair. Black hair. A small waist. Piercings. Tattoos. Big ears. Short hair.

I love:
Babies. Flowers. Kisses. Summer. Coffee. The rain. Candles. Incense. Late night talk shows. Insects. Hugs. Attention. The beach. Chocolate. Music. Beanies. Harry Potter. Twilight. Facebook. Black and white photos. Sleeping in. Driving. Narrating my pet’s thoughts. Opening gifts. Buying gifts. Halloween. Cute texts. Apples. Compliments. Country music. Hip hop. Sushi. Sports. Art. Singing. Seeing my loved ones happy. Surprises. Sunsets and sunrises. Skinny dipping. Horror movies. Simon Cowell. A family Guy. Garlic. Hearing somebody talk in their sleep. Being right. KFC. Abstract photography. Concerts and festivals. Tanning. Oversized T-shirts.

My significant other is/would be:
Tall. Intelligent. Selfish. Selfless. Confusing. Funny. A good singer. Mysterious. Bad for me. Sweet. An animal lover. A surfer. A skater. Dating somebody else. Blonde. Unaffectionate. Charming. Brunette. Romantic. A liar. Easy to forgive. Dealing with problems. Moody. Kind to my friends. Boring. Shy. Gorgeous. Caring. Short. A redhead. In college. At work. At school. Always texting me. Pale skinned. Tanned. Quiet. Obnoxious. Protective of me. Jealous. Cocky.

I would love to be a:
Police officer. Lawyer. Doctor. Teacher. Fruit picker. Mother. Greenpeace volunteer. Hippie. Groupie. Rockstar. Footballer’s wife. Therapist. Singer. Actress. Diving instructor. Lottery winner. Company owner. Housewife. Nurse. Builder. Race car driver. Website developer. An inspirational talker. Music teacher. Artist. Chef. Makeup artist. Hairdresser. Restaurant owner. Homeless shelter volunteer. Fitness trainer. Vet. Radio show host. Band manager.

I like to eat:
Fruits. Vegetables. Fast food. Sushi. In bed. Rice. Sandwiches. Subway. Chicken. Cakes. Seafood. A lot. Pasta. Rice crackers. When I’m bored. Cheese. Ice cream. Garlic bread. Peanut butter out of the jar. Eggs. Lots of ethnic foods. Pancakes. Honey. Lunch. Bread crusts. Low calorie foods. Soy products. Gluten free products. Only when I’m hungry. Toast. Breakfast. Pizza.

I dislike:
Cold mornings. Baths. People dissing my taste in music. People in front of me walking really slowly. Having my personal space invaded. Cleaning. Going to bed early. Wine/beer. Religious arguments. Coffee. The beach. Rain. Children. Having my photo taken. Drama. Gossiping. Hip hop. Cooking shows. Drugs. Cats. People singing happy birthday to me. Selfish people. Social networking sites. Swimming. Snow. Eminem. Seafood. One word text messages. Awkward silences. Alarm clocks.

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When you are tagged, fill it up and post it in your Notes as 'My Biography' and please give your own answers. Then, tag 21 of your friends.

I chose to answer this tag in my blog instead of Facebook. I don't think I want to tag anyone either, unless you're interested in answering this.

1. Where did you take your profile picture?
In the study at home.

2. What exactly are you wearing right now?
A loose T-shirt and a pair of shorts.

3. What is your current problem?
Not studying or/and revising at all for SPM 2010. Damn.

4. What makes you happy most?
Music, fashion, art, photography, books, and seeing my loved ones happy.

5. What's the name of the song that you're listening to?
Superman by Five For Fighting.

6. Any celeb you would marry?
I'm guilty of celeb crushes, but nah, the idea of marriage with celebs totally do not make sense at all.

7. Name someone with the same birthday as you?
Maneesha aka Esha Gill. My birthday twin! ♥

8. Ever sang in front of a large audience?
Definitely! Thanks to last year's class campaign titled Say No To Plastic Bags. I remembered there were times I was singing solo because my classmates were really shy to sing or they have forgotten the lyrics. And yes, I sang before in my school's choir and took part in competitions and performances.

9. Has anyone ever said you look like a celebrity?
It was only two days ago when I was undergoing my third chemo, one of the nurses said I looked like Dato' Siti Nurhaliza. Do I really now? I actually doubt it.

10. Do you still watch kiddie movies or kiddie TV shows?
Yes! It's good to embrace the inner child in me to keep myself sane! It's perfectly normal!

11. Do you speak any other language?
Other than English, I speak Malay, Chinese, and a little Japanese, German, French, Spanish, Hokkien, and Cantonese.

Chapter 1:

1. Middle name: Don't have any!
2. Nickname(s): Leon, Leo, Granny, Nenek, Mencit, Ronnie, Leonie-cat, Lab Rat, Kuala Lumpur, Yonie, Eonie, Lonie, Connie, Bonnie, Leonie-chan, Ah Ma, and the list goes on. I can hardly remember, there are so many, thanks to my friends. Haha. But other than the first two, the rest are strictly for the usage of my close friends only.
3. Current location: In the study.
4. Eye colour: Some have told me they're black, some said they're a really dark brown. I'll let you decide.

Chapter 2:

1. You call a question a chapter?
It depends on what context you're using these two words in.

2. Do you get along well with your parents?
We have our differences and mood swings, but other than that, we get along just fine.

Chapter 3: Favorites.

1. Ice-cream: McDonald's Sundae Cone, or their Choco Top.
2. Shampoo/conditioner: No particular favourite.
3. Person: I don't have a favourite person! That would be unfair. (:

Chaper 4: Do you...

1. ...dance in the shower?
I'll dance anywhere when I have some good dance tracks turned on.

2. ...write on your hand?
I tend to get very forgetful, so it's a must at certain times. I do miss the times when Jia Ying, Gup, Anna and Azri will write/draw/scribble/doodle on my hands. Those were the days. :]

3. ...call people back?
I rarely do.

4. ...believe in love?
Absolutely.

5. ...have any mental health issues?
I used to, but now, nah.

Chapter 5: Have You...

1. ...broken a bone?
So far, no. And I hope never.

2. ...sprained anything?
Not that I remember of.

3. ...had physical therapy?
Nope.

4. ...gotten stitches?
Actually, I'm not so sure. I think I had, thanks to my minor surgery to test for what kind of lymphoma I have. It looks like it wasn't stitched up though. Seriously.

5. ...taken painkillers?
Yeah.

HOW I END MY SENTENCES.

1. I love: My life, my family, my friends, my interests, and myself.
2. I don't understand: Why being greedy, selfish and inconsiderate are more important than love and peace.
3. When I wake up in the morning: I really want to get back to sleep.
4. Life is full of shit: If that's the way you choose to look at life.
5. I get annoyed very quickly when: People ask me nonsensical illogical questions, speaking without thinking first, making assumptions without confirming the facts first, blaming others when they're the ones who are obviously at fault.
6. Parties are: Wickedly awesome when there's good company, good music, and good food.
7. Female dogs are: Either pets, stray dogs or being tortured out there somewhere.
8. Cats are: Arrogant and selfish at times, but I still love them!
9. Tomorrow is: Another day I'll be spending at home.
10. I have a low tolerance for: Bitchy behaviour and people who cannot keep their noses to themselves.
11. If I had a million dollars I would: Donate a part of it to charities, hire a full-time masseuse for my mother, save some for my future, and go travelling with my friends.

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