shukei

he speaks like his love will never know what he says, but inside he knows she hears every word.

i really really loved this. haha. it’s cute.

note : the following post is fictional, kiddies. not based on anything, so no worries.

she sits by the window for the umpteenth time this week - not for the air or the sun or the view, though it is one of these reasons she will give to anyone who asks.

he has let her down again and she does not know how best to go about it. every diasppointment has its explanation and every explanation comes with an apology, but she cannot help but feel betrayed.

he makes promises to make up for broken promises and though she loves him - she no longer knows who he is.

she tells herself she loves him - but could you love a liar?

i can read what they say with a smile.
i can read what you say and i’m fine.
it doesn’t make me want to cry.
it doesn’t affect me.
it doesn’t hurt me.
i don’t care.
i don’t.

i don’t know why, but this secret made me tear up. it’s one of the sweetest frank has ever posted, and it makes me believe in fate.

[source : PostSecret ]

guess who has 12 passes to watch good charlotte live this saturday! go on, guess! really, you should!

DAMN RIGHT KIDS.

i have THE LUCKIEST SWEETEST BESTEST HOTTEST (mengampu a bit lah, hoho) LUCKY CHARM-BOYFRIEND AND FRIENDS in the whole goddamn world.

they effing own your friends. forever. and ever and ever and ever.

<3

okay, so, as y’all already know, i’ve been wasting my life away for the past, oh say, two years spending my time eating, sleeping, watching tv, going online, and shopping, so you can call me (if you’d like) a professional bum. i’m one mahjong game obsession away from being a run-of-the-mill tai-tai.
 

in any case, because i’m blessed with so much time and nothing better to do, i surf the net. like. a lot. a lot a lot. a lot a lot a lot. and i’ve been hooked on a couple of websites which you might will like. obviously lah, seeing as I chose them, and everyone knows I know best. hoho. i won’t list all those mainstream sites, i trust all you readers are SAVVY (big word) enough to know how to find porn them on your own. *twirls* these sites are a mixture of evil pop-culture and thought provoking stuff, so hey, enjoy. and if you don’t like them, i don’t like you. RAWR.

(note: this post is picture heavy. not too great for all you jakun dial-up people.)

p.s. i know all of you are SMART. but just in case, the titles, right, they’re links. click them and you’ll get linked to the site. y’all are suchadorable dumbasses.

PostSecret

my regular readers (you know who you are and i love you and you will get chocolate chip cookies soon!) will probably be more familiar with this website since i’ve made a few references to it in past posts. postsecret is an ongoing community art project where people mail in their secrets anonymously on one side of a homemade postcard. contributors are invited to send in their deepest secrets - be it a hope, regret, funny experience, unseen kindness, fantasy, belief, fear, betrayal, erotic desire, confession, or childhood humiliation - as long as it has never been told to anyone before.

so, as you can imagine, the things that are sent to the site are pretty dark. some happier than others, some down right WHAT-THE-FUCK.

guidelines should you wish to post your own secrets are at the bottom of the page, and new secrets are posted every sunday, kids.

enjoy!

the INTERESTING thoughts of EDWARD MONKTON

almost self-explanatory. ahaha. this is a very fun website for people (like me) who have nothing better to do than to check out random (but funny) pictures and sayings by the site owner, edward monkton. if you’re not pro-whacko, don’t go here. hoho.

and such. it’s like, endless hours of pointless fun. you’ll either love it or hate it. HOLD THAT THOUGHT. i said it’s cool. and so you shall love it. as i do. *twirls. again.*

there is a pretty extensive gallery, a site to purchase products should you need your fill of edward monkton, adorable screeensavers and wallpapers which can be downloaded for free. i have three. embrace the world of edward monkton!

the picture of durian gray

i happened to stumble across this little jewel of a blog a while ago, and i’ve been hooked ever since. i’ll have you know VERY FEW bloggers can receive praise like this from me (hoho), so you know this writer really is the shizzle. or dizzle. or whatever it is this week. but really. part real-life blogging, part prose, part poetry - this blog is all thought-provoking. very, very good stuff.

the writer chooses to remain anonymous but chooses to call himself basil. from what i gather though, he’s a pretty interesting (and slightly depressing) chap.

definite plus point : the author updates his blog regularly, so you’ll have new things to read all the time. in any case, give him a try. i highly recommend this blog (it’s the only personal one on this list) to people out there who have an appreciation for wit, sarcasm, and brains. knock yourself out on some literary elitism!

earth album alpha

this is the perfect website for photographers, photo enthusiasts and lovers of pretty pictures. earth album is a simple and slick mesh-up that allows its visitors to view some of the most stunning photos of different countries of the world.

to begin, just click on any of the countries on the map, and you will be given the chance to see photos submitted by viewers from the country. for example kan, if you look at the screenshot above, you’ll see pretty pictures from our very own malaysia. as each photo is submitted by an earth album viewer, clicking each individual pictures also opens up an information bar about the background of the picture (as seen below). pretty damn cool right? hoho.

Bayraider

another horribly fun, sarcastic website, bayraider is written by a group of people who are lifeless (like me) and therefore take the time to surf e-bay (like me) for random things that you might want to buy. well. to be honest lah, kids, we can’t buy them ’cause we’re like, in malaysia. well. also. you can buy them if you want lah. but shipping costs would be a lot. unless. well. you’re willing to pay. then like, go for it lah. hee. but really. the things here range from pretty cool (they found a pair of sneakers that was actually worn on the set of house!) to downright EWWWWWW.

wow. just. wow.

ohnotheydidnt

this website is celebrity gossip at its greatest and is therefore, my horrible, horrible addiction. new stories are posted every hour, and all are the latest in celebrity action.

YOU WILL GET HOOKED, kids, so learn to control yourself. hoho. each post has comments by the hundreds of member of ONTD, so more often than not, the comments are more interesting to read than the posts themselves.

enjoy!

and so. that’s about it for now, children. hope you have at much fun at these sites as i’ve been having. i’ll be posting more soon, so if there are any sites you want me review, let me know. cheh. like i’m such a popular blogger. hoho. in any case, remember to comment if you loved ‘em, so i can feel good about exposing you to fun things. haha. but really, i’m sorry i sound like i’m about to nod off. i really am. it’s almost 3 in the morning here and it’s way past my bed time!

so be good, surf these sites, stay away from porn (it’s not good for you!) and don’t talk to strangers. <3

…i know i don’t usually blog about things i do (since, well, there really isn’t much to talk about when you’re a professional bum), but hey - i had a pretty damn good weekend last week. so in typical stacy fashion, i’m going to gloat about it.

*GLOAT GLOAT GLOAT GLOAT*

but really. over friday, saturday, and sunday, i (in no specific order) –

- hung out with three of my bestestestest friends ev-ah.
- met one of my best friend’s new boyfriend (who we totally suspected she was with since december ady lah. :P).
- watched "full of jit" (which was bloody brilliant) - if you have money and time (and brains, hahaha) watch it. you won’t regret it!
- ate at swensen’s and manhattan fish market (kay lah kay lah, i know all of y’all are rolling your eyes because i put eating at two restaurants as highlights of my weekend, but you must understand that i come from SEREMBAN, land of jakun-ness).
- got treated to baskin robbins by my sweetheart! YEAH!
- went shopping in midvalley and got help shopping for clothing from padini (told you i’d be a bitchy shopper. hee.)
- helped buy three sets of presents for three birthday parties in like, an hour. hoho. balqis and i = shopper extraordinaires.
- watched MU lose to portsmouth. which was NOT COOL.
- cleverly located convenient and empty parking lots at midvalley - it’s at — HAHAHA. you think i’m going to tell you so you can go and park there too lah? FORGET IT. y’all damn lawaks. hoho.
- drank coffee bean. twice. (again. SEREMBAN, land of jakun-ness).
- played in a chocolate fudge fight!
- threw a surprise birthday party for jennifer
- did things i can’t type here. HAHAHA.
- scrambled eggs and burned pancakes.
- took pictures and DIDN’T lose my camera, woo!
- went to my school to visit with teachers and ended up getting invited to speak during assembly some time this week. :O
- got accepted into UCLA.
- had a ton of fun!

oh, but hey. highlight of the week month - i got myself a boyfriend again and i’m more than happily in love. <3

marshmellows and rainbows and bunny rabbits for everyone, ’cause i’m a happy, happy girl.

alright - so, we live in a world where appearance is pretty much everything, and if you don’t have the fashion prowess and/or the looks to successfully grace magazine covers like maxim, fhm, and kosmo! - you’re better off flipping ramli burgers somewhere in setapak. not that i have anything against people who flip burgers in setapak lah, cause everyone knows burgers = good.

burgers aside, almost everyone is jumping on the i-constantly-need-to-look-hot-or-i’ll-perish-in-the-fiery-pits-of-fashion-hell wagon. not that i blame them, of course, ’cause i’m doing it too, and yes, that makes it alright. hohoho. now to be fair, not everyone conforms as much as we do. readers, don’t look shocked - y’all know y’all are weak when it comes to fashion. ’sides, i have a tendency to befriend
the pretty.

in any case, there are people out there who are real, live fashion-rebels. they take going
against fashion to the extreme. they refuse to follow trends, refuse to buy magazines to copy looks, refuse to acknowledge designers, refuse to be one of us. i know - the horror, right? they’re the kinds
that go to shopping malls in shorts, t-shirts they slept in last
night and 5 dollar slippers. they’re the kinds who have the same
hairstyle for years - without caring. they’re the kinds who don’t own make up, articles of clothing worth more than RM20, or haircare products. kids, they’re the kinds we should all
be looking up to. srsly.

but i digress. some of you know i’ve been working these past few months - yes, working. i’ve been teaching - yes, teaching - in a tuition center near my place. pick those jaws up off the floor, you mean excuses of friends who i still <3 to itty-bitty pieces. because i  generally teach kids under the age of 15, i don’t quite care to dress up for classes. and yet, oh and yet, my sweethearts all still think i’m pretty. hohoho. not that it matters cause they’re like, nine. but yeah. they all love me, and i think that’s pretty great, seeing as i always look like i just rolled outta bed, which is to be fair, really the case most of the time.

moving along, there are classes conducted for form 3 and form 4 students in the center as well, and i got myself a nice shock when i actually took the time to look at the girls studying in them. they all dress like they just walked out of a magazine - complete with full get-up, makeup, earrings, pointy-toed boots, and handbag. i’m still wrestling with whether i’m impressed or just plain miffed with them. like, you’re going for tuition - not a trip to the mall. but still, when i was fifteen - hahahahahahahahahaha at any attempts to look relatively cool, y’know? i was the QUEEN of the nerds/geeks/dorks. the only things i wore were jeans, t-shirts, and tennis shoes. end. yeah, kay, so i can SO see all of you saying i’m still the queen of nerds/geeks/dorks. no more cupcakes for you. hmph. i mean, even now, i go to class in the same things over and over again - my wardrobe’s not that big. or that branded.

WHICH BRINGS ME TO MY NEXT POINT WHICH SO NEEDS TO BE ADDRESSED ZOMGGG.

how in the hell do ALL OF YOU have such incredibly expensive, branded clothing ALL THE BLOODY TIME?! how can you afford to keep up with the latest trends?! how do you own clothing i’ve actually seen in magazines?! TELL ME!! i want to be cool too.

really - a quick check through my pathetic excuse of a wardrobe reveals clothing from the 1990s, pyjamas, school t-shirts, and if you’re lucky, one or two pieces of clothing worth more than RM30 bucks. i think i have…what, half an article of clothing (a sleeve) from a brand one might consider highscale. everything else is petaling street worthy. and here i have friends whose wardrobes demand their own rooms, friends who have enough clothing to actually separate them by color, and friends whose wardrobes are 99% super-branded. that’s right, kids. not just branded, super-branded. god damn, people, you sure know how to make a girl feel pokai. i don’t want to friend you anymore.

you know what i’m planning on doing? i’m going to be a prejudiced buyer. from now on, i won’t buy anything if it’s not from the likes of MNG, zara, topshop, miss selfridge, padini, seed, guess, roxy, or forever 21. i’m going to separate my clothing in my closet - branded on one side, and non-branded on the other. i’m going to buy shoes by zang toi and louboutin. i’m going to get makeup from stila, MAC, bobbi brown, and red earth. i’m going to get my hair done THREE times a week, and my nails done professionally every day. i’m going to get dresses from gucci, prada, and chanel. i’m going to get jewelry from swarovski, and perfume by versace. i’m going to buy handbags by coach and guess, and shades by dior. so help me - i’m going to own SO MANY branded, expensice things, you’re going to wish you were me.

*sigh*

while i’m dreaming, i might as well ask for a pony.

so. as most of you know (and by you i mean my loyal blog followers who are SO getting cupcakes from me ’cause i love y’all), my posts have gotten rather emo/depressing/angst-ridden lately. i’ve been going through a pretty rough patch, and so i just haven’t had the inspiration or the want to write anything filled with sunshine, bubbles, squirrels, rainbows, cotton candy and/or anything to do with happiness. but. i want to put a stop to that. as one of my best friends (brutally) pointed out - i need to grow up and stop drowning in self pity. i’m going to take charge of my life, and set out to reach my goals with a smile on my face.

BECAUSE I BELIEVE IN MYSELF AND IN THE WORLD AND IN LOVE AND IN ROTI CANAI AND IN TRUTH AND THE TRUTH SHALL SET ME FREEEEEEEEEEEEE!

yeah. kay. oprah moment over. lyke shaddap.

a few of my readers have been asking me for some long, sarcastic witty pieces lately, and i’m more than happy to oblige. i cleaned up my blog a little, so if you notice some posts are missing, don’t worry - you haven’t missed much. i’ve just been deleting posts that are overly-dramatic/pointless/not cool. *twirls*

i’m back in action, kids! see ya next post - about being pokai and living amongst rich people, or something like that. we’ll see, we’ll see.