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Ramblings on of someone still finding the way

Been trawling the net for something funny or at least mildly entertaining. Only found one I thought worth sharing haha. Ah well... Check it out! =P

http://www.houstonjusticenotwar.org/humour/terrorist_attack/index.asp

I say that I'm content to go with the flow now... that everything that comes by I'll take like a good little soldier. I've been doing fine and most days it keeps me sane because there are no more whispering monsters. But today it got to me...

I DON'T UNDERSTAND

why for such a small thing. why for such a trivial matter. and especially why when I AM being good.

It's been awhile since I've written something on relationships. I suppose that's because that issue's taken a boot to the backseat of the car that is my life (HAHAH! that's corny... all these allegories just crack me up) But that's a story for another day. Anyway, today while I was pigging out in front of the TV it occurred to me that I didn't quite know the difference between Jealousy and Envy (yeah yeah... those of you who do and are laughing at me, I say to you BLEA!! =P at least I went to find out for myself). From the definition, they really aren't similar things at all.

Jealousy (as Wikipedia puts it) refers to the thoughts, feelings, and behaviors that occur when a person believes a valued relationship is being threatened by a rival. Envy on the other hand is an emotion that "occurs when a person lacks another’s superior quality, achievement, or possession and either desires it or wishes that the other lacked it." These two emotions are excellently displayed in Othello. I watched part of that movie but never got around to reading the book so in all honestly I had no idea what Othello was about but the super concise summary would be Othello kills his wife out of jealousy because he thinks she is having an affair with his lieutenant and he thinks this because Iago (a standard bearer) poisons Othello because he is envious of Othello's position. Othello's such a gullible man. No tragic hero here... just another tragic idiot.

So, JEALOUSY... In general I'm not the jealous kind so I'll just have to speak from experience. A little bit of this highly corrosive feeling is well and good since it does signify a certain level of the person wanting to assert 'ownership' on his woman/her man but when it comes down to an argument exploding in your face because you happen to be able to remember an ex's phone number off the top of your head that's when you gotta reassess the situation. I don't believe a person should be over-possessive. There was a time when I had to pretend to be jealous and over-possesive just because that was how he perceived caring. What a lesson that was because I made the mistake of carrying it with me even after that relationship ended. That's not the right way to show that you care for another person. If mr/ms partner is constantly going out one-on-one with other people then these feelings of jealousy are well founded but otherwise I pity mr/ms partner who has to undergo all that emotional harrassment. I just don't understand the logic behind being over-possessive. I think the harder you hold on to someone the more that person will want to move away. If you're the jealous fella please do me and your partner a favour... douse your head in a toilet bowl and stop being that way. The complexity of this emotion entails a very long and painful road to recovery (as someone I know can vouch... you know who you are... hehehe! I'm sorry none of my bits of advice really worked). I have yet to find a way to 'cure' the jealous monster of a partner. People never change, fundamentally anyway. Of course at the end of it, I don't mean to allow your partner to do anything he/she well wants to... like run of with some other fella... but a balance in order. Always with the balance, people!

ENVY, one of the deadly seven sins (eeps!). The funny thing about envy can be found in all girls no matter the size, shape or position. It can also be found in guys but generally it doesn't surface as much (maybe in the business world though... money, prestige and all things golden. Ya get?). This emotion is most intense when the person envied is very similar to the envier and the funny thing would be that every single girl/woman/female will envy another girl/woman/female no matter how confident she is. It may be because of bigger boobs, hotter caboose, she perceived as more beautiful, height, status, popularity, wealth, opportunity, everything all at once or anything at all. I admit, I do envy (but of course I shall not say whom... it would be too embarrassing). Just ask your friendly neighbourhood female if she envies somebody close to her. Unless she has no dreams/aspirations/general wants at all, she'll be envious of someone for sure. I blame magazines, the fashion industry, society as a whole who make only thin and beautiful women desirable... I say all these but yet I too am sucked into the same vortex. Sigh...

Another random thought... don't you find it so funny how when you're watching a romance movie you realize people just usually get mad with each other based on misconceptions and lots of misunderstanding and how easy it would be just to resolve the situation if they'd only looked at it from all sides? It's unfortunate we don't have that rewind and replay button. I think too many disagreements/fights/upset moments/sad moments/etc could have then be avoided.

Another day I spent sitting at yet another cafe with my best friend flipping through another airhead magazine, but today I find that there is something interesting in it (aside from the ever anorexic-looking models). Haha!

Phallomancy

Remember the word people, it may one day save your 'life'.

Right... moving on. =P

Phallomancy is some sorta body reading method originating either from India, Tibet or China (or all of them together haha!), so called the art of reading a penis. HAHAHAHAH! Cleo says one can read what kind of person he is from the shape, size (flaccid, mind you) and orientation of his dangle. There's also mammomancy... haha... I've heard of face reading and palm reading... now there's phallomancy and mammomancy. It's like the halal water filters =P another gimmick. If y'all is interested just Google it for a full article. It's kinda LONG (ahah!) so you can read my summary instead =P

First, you must measure the lil' fella while flaccid. 3.5" is short (HAHA! which I assume is most asian males) and more than that is long (you wish fellas! =P). So if the little man is 'short' it means you're a so-called romantic dreamy lover, traditional and initially lacking in confidence but will be pleasantly surprising later. Otherwise, it means you're an innovative lover willing to whip it out at any excuse (oh no!), always with a new trick up your sleeve (mmmm). HAHAH!

Second, girth. Thick at the base means you value your independence alot. No tying you up or down :/ (boooo!) Thin means you are sensitive to your partners needs, paying attention to detail and finesse. (aih, but it's thin... hahah!)

Third, smooth? or knotty? Smooth boys are smoooooth just like their little brothers (oOOoOOoo!). But what the hell's a knotty dangle? Sounds like a bad idea because knotty boys (hahah.. knotty... naughty...) are unpredictable and challenging.

Fourth, TIPS (=P)
Pointed - you are idealistic/artistic in relationships but often find it difficult to let things roll. WARNING HIGHLY INDEPENDENT RARELY SUBMISSIVE. And if it's also long and thin, you are selfish (leave him girlfriend! Haha!)
Blunt/Square - the practical man who lets his actions do the talking
Wide/Bulbous - High sex drive! (whoopie!!! hahaha... right =P)

Fifth, sparse or wolfman? Sparse men require alot of reassurance (blah!) to ensure good performance. They do however have 'refined' sexual taste. Wolfmen are less 'refined' and competitive, often asking about past partners and then proceeding to belittle them.

Sixth, orientation. Deviation to the right - you be a giver (yes yes yes!). Deviation to the left - you be a taker... (no no no!). Doesn't this mean it's better to be a straight shooter? Balance is everything, no?

Okay BOYS, so which combination of the above are you?

I'm blogging from my best friend's MacBook at Coffee Bean. Haha! I feel like a busy person. I don't actually know what model of Apple it is... but it says MacBook at the bottom of the screen. Hehe! Apple rocks but too bad everyone uses Windows instead. The only gripe I've got about this thing is I don't like about this laptop at the moment is the touchpad. I can't just tap the touchpad twice to click or double-click. The graphics for the little menus kick-ass though... I want!! Hehe!

I'm told Apple is good because few people make viruses for it... but I was also told that there were recent incidences of Macs exploding on tables and in people's laps. Ah well... always with the good and bad. Just like my phone... only after I buy it do I read reviews of the K750i not being up to par because it's joystick ain't reliable, like all other Sony Ericsson phones with joysticks (they should start calling the dumbstick then... haha, since it's so unreliable). I get the feeling that these people are just exaggerating since I've had my phone for about half a year it's still ok. I've dropped it a bunch of times though (hehe! I learnt not to drop it too many times... Sony Ericsson ain't no Nokia 3310 that'll survive almost any fall(s)). It's definitely not as lasting.

Anyway, today I went to a Halal Convention. Yes, that's right... you read right. Ling Tze wanted to go check it out... I don't know why... she has a friend there... so ya, we went and met up and got free samples and a free dinner. We went one round around the exhibition, met a bunch of people we didn't know (two from the Ministry of Agriculture haha!) and was told that the cheese supplier was giving away stuff on Friday... hehe! Guess we'll be back there then to get free fetta cheese =) Did you know that there is such a thing as a halal water filter? I thought halal was just for livestock... I didn't think it even extended to vegetables. Now there's WATER in the equation? Apparently there's something in the filter that should be religiously right. What will they think of next? Halal clothes? Wait... actually haha... that exists already... oopsie! =P

A small car just passed by the cafe. It's stereos were so LOUD I could feel the vibration from my chair as it passed by. How could anyone sit in a thing that noisy? I forgot how silly people here can be about their cars. It used to be excessively large exhausts... I think that's died down... Now it appears it's excessively loud stereos again. Oh ya, another fad is using your laptop at any free cafe blink zone... preferably Coffee Bean, CoffeeZone (that's a Brunei coffee place), Chill? and maybe Dome or some other place... I don't really know anymore... I wouldn't be surprised if there's probably no more. I have a feeling I've written about this before. I can't remember. People in Brunei flock to anywhere that provides a free service, gives out free samples, promises free coupons, free this-or-that. I feel sad for this place. I went to the only other mall and there's no more Guess (only the handbag and kids sections remain in the nicer mall) and everything is local... No MNG, No Zara, No Topshop (we never had any of these three), No Levi's (that closed down too) and No more Delifrance (that closed down recently as well)... the local shopping scene is pathetic. =P

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I present to you...

D'oH
A collection of 7 cockamamie photos

In the spirit of not being overly mean, I decided to start with myself. I spent the day playing with adobe and the plug-ins that I did manage to find. Fortunately I don't have many so called 'silly' photos. Hee hee! The ones that are worth blogging on are below. The rest are just ugly so.... ENJOY =)

In airplane demonstrating the use of that yellow thingy =P


Christmas party with the very red and very itchy Jin Aun


Hai Fon measuring the size of his boobs


This one didn't even need photoshop'ing. Guess who they are? Outside Nouvo after clubbing... discovering there is an alternative toilet and there are alternative silly poses.


Albino? or Brandon?


This one I dub the man with the sour face


And the masterpiece... Mickey Mouse meets Ru Paul with short hair. HAHAH!


Well, I really just wanted to blog this last photo. But since it ain't fair to make fun of one person... =P Thanks Kah Heng! hehehe!

You're not lost... You're at marilynisscreaming.blogspot.com... hehehe.

Hello dear readers =) I'm pleased to announce that today I finally got around to getting a new layout!! It would've been up sooner if not for the time I spent trying to figure out why my links wouldn't come out (all because of a line of html!!! I'm no html expert so I've gotta go by what looks the same in the old layout and hopefully things appear after I cut and paste in the new one. hehe!) and the time I spent trying to fit everything into the sidebar... haha! I obviously failed because it doesn't look anything like what I want it to look like. At least everything's there. And if you notice I've also got an extra little search box... I don't know if it works yet, haven't bothered trying out... but I also highly doubt that any of you guys will use it =P It's just there for decoration, just like the piano in my living room. Blah!

It took forever just to find something I liked! Blogskins' always got something cool on but the layout is either squashed into one corner or the words are squidy or smudged... why would anyone want a layout with smudged words?? Super difficult to read. At first I was ambitious and wanted to make my own layout. Haha... yeah right! I started with downloading plug-ins for adobe so I can make pseudo cool photos but that turned sour after half a day of looking at free plug-ins that suck. My google skills leaves much to be desired. Project 'Make Own Layout' abandoned...

So I stuck with looking for a ready-made one.

I know it's sad but I've been sitting at the computer the whole day... either playing with adobe editing photos for my next 'interesting' blog (look out for it people!) or freaking hell trying to get the layout to look like what I want it to. Seems as neither ventures have proved particularly fruitly I've just updated with the layout I'm stuck with... (no way am I chucking this after I spent a whole day on it and failed... hehe =P).

Have a good day people! Life's too short and we're all getting older (the effects of which are now evidently showing)... L-I-V-E!

It's been a boring week spent mostly at home. My day starts when everyone else is having tea. I haven't seen the sun rise when I awake but I've seen the sun rise before I go to sleep a bunch of times. Then it's Astro till I'm too bored to even switch channels because I've been channel surfing all day. I'm left with the internet at night which is when I will blog or carry out an assortment of utterly useless (but often entertaining) games and activities.
ANYWAY,

Last night while I was watching TV in the middle of the night, I decided that maybe a little hair-care is in order. My mom only has one kind of hair mask and I'd tried that already... so I googled home-made hair mask and got a recipe for 'dry hair'. My poor hair has gone through so much that it's quite damaged. The 'recipe' was to stay in my hair for 15min. The gunk included a banana, an egg, 3 tablespoons of milk, 1/4 cup honey and 5 tablespoons of olive oil. I mixed it up in a measuring cup and it looked like this....

'Hair Mask' gunk and the clingwrap =P

I clingwrapped me head after putting on the gunk. Haha. It was 'interesting' to say the least. I took a picture of me in the clingwrap. But it's too ugly to put up. Hehe! After 30min (no home-made remedy has ever worked at the specified time so I like to put it on longer) I dirtied my toilet with bits of banana and sweet sweet honey and came out with funny hair. The texture went all funny. So people, don't try this recipe. It don't be working at all girlfriend! The next day it wasn't so bad but it definitely isn't a good thing. I guess I'll be sticking to the store bought masks for now. Or until I find a gunk recipe that works. Hehe! I once heard that some actress used egg white, vodka and lemon juice to lighten her hair colour. I wanna try that but it seems like such a waste of vodka =P Gosh, that remind me...

I MISS CLUBBING!!!

I was out today and the 'Control Myself' song by LL Cool J and J. Lo was on at the cafe I was at and I just really, really wanted to dance it out at Zouk or Poppy or any of the other places we'd go in KL... SIGH!! I don't know how I'm going to survive another 6 months without our spur of the moment, let's find a reason to party themed parties or our kinda-regular visits to a club... !?!?!?!? What to do!! What about all the dancing, squirming, dressing up to kill, drinking, singing to the music, having fun with all me clubbing kakis, coming home dead tired with my feet killing me for dancing all night in 4-inch heels but having had fun all night anyway... So I asked my best friend, Ling Tze, whether there were any parties in the vinicity happening... and she said, YES... but we gotta be invited first... it's not a big party kinda thing but it was a 'private' party as her friend said... so no party this weekend... ergh... I need more friends in Brunei. Most of them ain't here no more.

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Coming up in the next post! The D'oh collection of seemingly very stupid photos of people I know. HAHAHA... be warned!

The following is an account of what I think I felt while packing before leaving for Coronade Hotel where my brother was staying and then jumping into a plane and leaving for home (meaning Brunei even though KL has been more of a home ever since I got so close with all you people, you know who you are...). I have no way of knowing whether this is just a figment of my overly romantic imagination or if I really was just sad to leave. I like to think that I was just sad to leave but I didn't cry... and I usually cry... maybe I'm just getting older and desensitized to goodbyes.

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So anyway, I'm the kind of person who can't do things in little portions. I just gotta get everything all at once... like packing for instance (hee hee!). I just couldn't get myself to start packing (in bits) so I'd have less to pack when it really came down to the very last day (sobs! which means I had a whole lot) ergh...

(wow, that's a whole lot of brackets =P)

It's finally Sunday night but it's really just really early morning Monday and I haven't been sleeping because I've been hanging out at Ah Moo's place far longer than I should (entertainment central if ya'll didn't know that... but even that's past it's sell-by date boohoo!) and now it has come down to the time I absolutely need to pack. I sit in stated relunctance because I am in denial and I just don't want to move away. It is not because I love IMU or love Vista but because this place represents everything that has been happy, joyful, sad, painful, stressful, just downright memorable in the past 2 and a half years. There will never be another time like this, I tell myself as I sit at my window. I am trying to make myself cry so at least I can make sense of all the madness in my head because then at least I know I'm just really sad. The lack of tears is disconcerting. And when I do start packing the mountain of stuff I've accumulated in these 2.5 years is just that. A MOUNTAIN. I had 3 whole boxes, 2 luggage bags, one small backpack, one big hiking backpack, 1 hand-carry bag and another very ugly but quite big bag full of stuff. OMG... good thing I had my brother and his friends (who were in KL on holiday) to lug my stuff for me. Hehe. But I still had to leave a bunch of stuff at Sam's place... THANK YOU AMELIA and SAM =)

This was how much stuff I had to throw out. All my shoe boxes!!!
I filled the whole green thingy la. hahah!

In the midst of packing I just felt mechanical... as if it wasn't quite real, like I wasn't really moving away. Sigh... I had tons of stuff to throw out as well. The packing just went on and on and on... since I had refused to ask for help and insisted I could do it all alone... hehe... good thing Bryan (who wanted to send me to the airport too =)) and Chris asked if I needed help. THANKS GUYS! They helped me move my shelf and everything else either into Sam's place or Bry's car. Amelia came too (thanks for distributing the stuff I've gotta return!!) and we all piled into Bry's car and we (Chris, Amy, Bry and I) got driven to the hotel. I felt so loved =) I owe you guys so much...



These are the bottles I threw out before I left. Each bottle tells a story of a time when there was a themed party or when some crazy happened. There are the wine bottles for special occasions like my birthday, other none-special occasions (thanks for the one bottle ben, I haven't forgotten) and for the 'refined' cheese party that wasn't so refined after all. Tequila bottles and an Absolut and a tiny bit of Baileys for the Halloween party that had the least turn-out ever for any party ever organized by Ms. Van Wilder herself (oh well!) but where there was so much drink and so few people almost everyone turned out drunk (which is of course always excellent!) but Bryan didn't make to the toilet so puked all over the floor (because I was in the toilet.. but couldn't remember doing even that. Haha!). More Absolut (kurrant is nice) bottles for the time we had a 'lubang' party where Rac projectiled but didn't know it. Haha! More tequila bottles and that suspiciously small bottle of thai song for the time we had another party where I died and scandal ensued. The Bombay Sapphire for the time Lina and I left my own just after eos3 party to go party at Rush instead but not before downing several shots of the 'perfume water' that has a higher alcohol content than vodka. And, and, and all the other parties...

Sigh... It has to end somewhere right?




Nice pictures? Haha... Cherie took them. Rac's and Steph's birthday and me as the party decorator and party mood setter together with Bryan =)) The christmas tree's been there since last christmas... haha. We like to think it adds to a cheery atmosphere.

So anyway, I've been trying to blog for two days. And have failed miserably as you can tell from the lack of updates. Haha! Anywez, it's mostly because I've been trying to add lots of pictures into one blog and stubbornly telling myself that I can fit everything in one post. Maybe I just can't... but I don't know... I did do that super '4 days of crazy' post the last time and that came out alright... Then again it was mostly pictures from my camera phone which would've saved a whole lot of space... Blah! Now the pictures have loaded up and this blog is super long because of the sheer load of pictures to choose from.

In any case, as dedicated scribe for my bunch of crazy friends =) I shall continue with what was left of our last few days together as a group before people started moving out.

First, Racine's and Steph's birthday (I shall save the juicy picture for another day =P for those who know... MUAHAHA!!!). It was a none BBQ but BBQ party... haha... I found it funny because there was a barbecue pit but there were only sausages to barbecue and it appears that one cannot just buy marshmallows from Carrefour or Tesco but have to find a Cold Storage somewhere and get it there. Van tried but it was not to be... No marshmallows for us and no Chubby Bunny game... blea... oh ya, Chubby Bunny is a game I learnt at camp. It's when you stuff a marshmallow in your mouth and say 'Chubby Bunny'. Repeat till someone can't say 'Chubby Bunny' without choking. (Somehow I think I've typed that before). Bry and I decorated Bryan's place with lots of candles and christmas lights (look above) and a very sad looking banner... (look below) hee hee... ala me cause all he had was a little cardboard and some highlighters so I had to make the best of it. We also had a little lecture notes burning session. Hehe. That felt really good! I think it was the first time in a long while where we didn't have alcohol at a party... wait... we did have Baileys in the end... Haha! Okay, we still had alcohol, but everyone was so tired since it was just the day after the last day of EOS and just generally feeling the effects of getting old, no one really drank. Lina and I fell asleep on the beanie bag thingie together. Haha. I bet we looked like two old ladies having a cat-nap. Enjoy the pics =) there are alot more to go... hehe. Haven't been feeling very funny lately... pictures will have to do for now =P



Screamer and Racine with the quite sad banner

Dress code - Anything that has a cartoon.
No cartoon shirt? Make Mickey ears like Amelia!!


I tell you it was super just being able to sit around and DO NOTHING

Look at Bryan la...

Steph and Van =)

I look bad in this photo but I can't pass up on posting a totem photo =)

Racine and Steph and the quite sad banner again =P

Racine and the tall tall Van Ren

Die lecture notes DIEEEE!!!!

L to R - Michelle, Lina, Racine, Shirley
(That's the beanie thingie that Lina and I fell asleep on)

This is the Marilyn-is-studying-and-touching-her-face-again set =P

Trying to fit everyone in... hee hee... quite good la

Next, LUNA. Suddenly someone decided we should go 'chill' at Luna. We all went in three cars and happily piled out. I was happy till my dress caught in a hook on the side of Bran's car door and I coincidentally also 'slipped' out of the car. That's when my dress ripped a slit on the left side! Good thing it's not one of my more expensive pieces of clothing. I'da cried right there (yes, like a bimbo... Haha... but tell me which girl won't cry for her clothing or shoes?). So my evening started with a rip in my dress. Now that dress has a slit. And with all my cheerleading, dance and IMCC improv skills I tied a knot and the dress actually looks better! =P As always we did a toilet shoot. Hee hee! Quite a bit of the photos didn't come out though... but yuppers it was definitely fun! Ooo ya, dress code this time was dress, which explains why I was wearing a dress in the first place. Good thing I finally did my laundry that day (or maybe bad thing since I did rip the dress =P)

Need to potty?


I like this photo... too bad it's so dark =P




First try - Fail... completely uncoordinated Haha!

Second Attempt - Better... but BLUR!! ARGH!!

Third Attempt - It's always better to smile =))
but the composition looks bad... haha... oh well... fourth try's the charm?
Racine looks sweet here and Lina's got the 'come here' look. HAHAHA!

And finally, RUUMS. Juice had reported that RUUMS (it took over Channel... yes, the feng tau place) was a cool place to be and that it could accommodate 4000 people. (all of us didn't believe that) So, since Zouk has been religiously rejecting the underaged and we didn't want to resort to Poppy again we decided to go back there even though Kun Leng had already said it was playing techno when she got there earlier. Ling Wei had read that it was supposed to be 'Retro'. Haha. I was hoping for a make-shift 'Mambo Jambo' but of course it could never beat Zouk. SOOooOOoo... after fumbling through decisions (we've become quite good at changing plans at the last minute) we got to Ruums the lot of us and went in where the girls got ANOTHER free bottle just for arriving. The place is HUGE. It's got little nooks and crannies that look very good and those hanging bamboo chairs. The only thing missing is a good crowd... haha... but since we're a big bunch it didn't quite matter to us. Ruums needs a better dj though... he wasn't very bad but he wasn't very good either =P It was a weird mix R&B... I guess what was playing that night can be called R&B... haha... Plus, there was a Bryan lookalike who started dancing with us and at first we were all a little confused because we all thought it was Bryan for a while. Can't remember the fella's name but it was funny to see them dancing side by side. eheh!







The last time we all had dinner altogether (well, missing Van cause she was at MMW) was at San Francisco Steakhouse. We'd already gone for beggar chicken at Banting that afternoon and I was definitely still a little stuffed from all the pork fat I'd ingested since no one else wanted it, then someone suggested San Fran and I was thinking... 'I can't eat yet... haha...' so I had apple pie in the end when everyone else (besides Rac who was having a dessert like me) was eating a whole lot of meat... ergh... I had enough meat for one day after the whole beggar chicken thing... Haha. Stuffed fish, stuffed chicken, stuffed duck, glutinous rice, pork, pork innards, veggie... I just didn't want to move after it all =P Here's a photo we took after finishing... the guys couldn't be bothered to take a photograph.


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