Word bubbling is my new craze.

I'm starting to get frustrated on MSN. Mainly because i've not exercised my brain for a long long time now. No mind boggling games. No add maths. No counting sheeps at night. Here are few of the side effects of excessive computer usage that may or may NOT happen depending on the size of your medulla oblongata. Tee hee hee....

1. The urge to get close to women.

2. Camwhoring with bad bad BAD engris and the Japaneezy syndrome.

3. The Nothingness syndrome. Anything from an empty box or blank room can stimulate the mind to a wide imagination.

4. Paranoia. A case where even little slices of delicious tuna quiche seems to be mocking you.

5. Identity Crisis. One may forget his or her own gender even with glaring differences in public facility usage.

6. Severe eye disorder. What seems to be, isn't always what it really is.

7. Contagious-ity. YOUR disease will make your mighty close pets seem like idiots. Even though they already are.

8. And sometimes they'll end up narcoleptic and you might not even know it.

I hope that scared you. This clearly means Less computer More study people! :)

Jinny

Sympathy and special privilieges to the Lame.

Based on a true story.

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THE END!

A SPECIAL "christmas" gift from someone sooo SPECIAL. To me, it aint just any other christmas gift.

It comes with incense jossticks too and guess what? The whole thing goes into my treasure chest. The whole thing. I wanna make a card too, but you know i cant make stuff like cards and plan outings. But no doubt i will try! So dont worry, you'll get something from me soon! I promise! :)

Jinny

Christmas was a drag. Christmas rained in Frasers Hill.

I dont celebrate christmas anyway. But being there with the rest of family friends and relatives was rather a celebration itself for me. Like dad said it would be an annual retreat because he just loves the weather and the atmosphere there. Frankly, since i'm more of a hilly mountaineous person, i love it too!

It was rather chilly and numb there because it just rained and rained and rained. The last time i saw it rain the whole day through was when our first lady passed away. Now what? Our first cat? All we could think of doing was gin rummy and chor tai ti because it'd start raining again as soon as we walked out.

And when the rained subsided for the few particular moments........

A few combo pics of the stuff cousins do when they're all just... COUSINS. :)

But no matter how good things are, it'll have to end sometime.

On the way home, big sis started something about stupid little bacterias and germs and how much harm it causes to the human body. And somehow, it lead to Steven Speilberg's war of the worlds where even the tiniest and most bohnao microorganisms might one day save the human race from extinction. And then we talked about aliens for the next 20 km or so. Have you ever wondered what aliens are? Or do you even believe in them in the first place? The sightings, abductions, area 51, flying saucers and all that. I know the feeling of fear still tingles in me until now, ever since i watched my first steven spielberg movie. I know, most of you dont even care to believe because its a whole mystery isn't it? No one knows if it really does exist or not. Whereas to me, i have this whole idea that aliens are actually humans from the future. You know the theory of evolution. From apes to humans, and probably later on to midget big headed prodigy bastards we call aliens. As the developement of earth progresses, humans tend to use their brains more than any other part of their bodies. So one fine day, i wouldn't be at all surprised to see our dear heads expanding and bodies shrinking to a wrinkled, grey, shrivelled up mass. By then, most of us might not even know that football and blogging and MSN once existed, we will be flying around in saucers and other funny shaped metallic vehicles, clothing might not even exist anymore and we'll be walking around exhibiting our attractive grey hides, a few paiseh ones might make themselves a comfortable plastic zip up suit lah. Then on a sunny day, one damn smart alien comes up with a brilliant plan to build a bloody time machine. Send he and his little friends back into the past to check out earth, one of them finally decided to start exercising so they helped the ancient egyptians build the great pyramids. After that, they bueh tahan because helping out was so taxing and exhausting they decided they rather fly around in their saucers and scare kids and adults for centuries. Once in awhile abducting a few fellers to conduct experiments to satisfy their curiosities. Until the modern era, the scrawny alien king decided to teach us a lesson because the US army happily shot down few of their friends. Not knowing that maybe the bacteria and germs that we humans are rather immune to now can kill the probable humans we are to become. Thats my point of view. If you dont get it, you lousy! :p

I just realised i've been to all 3 resort hills this holiday. Camerons for training, Genting with the genting crew 05 and Frasers. And everytime i come home, i have problems acclimatising myself and i'll be down with a mild fever and harsh migraine. Shit, my house ran out of panadols.

Jinny

Christmas is a day of good will.

Attention. Blogging hiatus.

I'm on a week-long hiatus from blogging. My christmas vacation i reckon. So do wait for my next posts after christmas.

Merry Christmas guys! And congrats to those who scored BIG time in their PMR. Go bug your parents for an Audi TT or a sattelite phone or something lah. Haha XP.

Jinny

Emelia's version of the Genting Crew poster. Quite impressive i must say. Good Job!

 

If it is the holidays, sleeping at 3 and waking up at 6 might sound very much ludicrous.

But a good brother is someone who wakes up no matter what the clock says and follows his dad to the airport to pick a sister who's fresh from lounging about at Changi Lounge for 7 hours since arriving from NZ.

Okay, that whole load up there was crap. I wanted to follow dad to the airport because i just wanna follow dad to the airport. Dont worry, i took some time out to question myself what the hell i was doing with only 3 hours of sleep and a pounding migraine. From what i could tell myself, it was much better than waking up at 8 and snoozing till 12 which i'm very much sick of it already. In the end, i still got to see scores of hot european women swaying out of the arrival hall, which in my shoes, would be well worth it.

Well, christmas to me has never been a BIG issue year after year. It might probably be because my family and i are rather staunch buddhists or maybe its just that we've been thought to save our money to save our asses one fine day ever since we were little gullible children. Although christmas was never in our calendars, i still find that most of the years, christmas has always been one of those special days where we get to go out and play or just a simple family gathering kinda thing. Considering dad still gets holidays during christmas and boxing day, we're always at plan during this time of the year. Bumming in Fraser's Hill this coming christmas is our plan by the way.

Being a little child, i was always afraid of Santa. I couldnt tell whether it was his beard or just that impregnated beer belly. I used to think santa had his little elves cleverly tucked behind one of his bushy eyebrows and one under his red hat, in position to hop and cling onto naughty children's faces like Gremlins. And i used to thank god my house didnt have one of those wide chimneys until one day i saw dad climbing onto the roof through a detachable asbestos tile on the ceiling. I nearly soiled myself there and then.

Maybe thats the reason santa never gave me anything and for some bloody reason, every little obesed santa in every freaking shopping mall would notice every kuchibrat but me. Yea, all but me! My hate for santa works both ways.

Enough of santa and his miniature elf minions. I sleep under the detachable asbestos tile every night and wouldn't want santa to read my blog and finally decide to throw in a holy grenade. Besides, his elves have never looked pleasant to me.

So to everyone out there who has a christmas tree and celebrates christmas, and also to everyone out there who DOESNT celebrate christmas, like me, and to everyone else who thinks christmas is edible, no matter if you're black or white or yellow or just plain silly, I bid you all a Merry Christmas and a erm, memorable holiday.

And to santa dear, i've still not recieved any santarinas and i still think you need a treadmill for yourself. You know i never really liked you. :)

Jinny

I've bloody well lost my self-confidence.

I dont know what to write. I'm afraid i'll write things and then you guys out there would try to prove me wrong when i dont really need to be proven actually. All i need is everyone out there to know how i feel. No matter how much you've done for me or said to me, this is exactly how i feel. And dont say i'm not opening up or not letting everyone else understand me enough. I know that, and i do open myself up, sometimes. My problems dont flow out of my mouth like a river. I tend to preserve it long enough until it becomes really sour and thats when i let it all out. This is why some of you are pissed off or have given up on being there for me. I dont blame you for that. All i want is someone there to know how i really feel at this point of time.

Its 2.13 am right now, i'm afraid to go to bed because i dont wanna face another day. Another day of being alone. Virtually, i have so many friends. But when i'm not online, i feel empty. This is probably why you'll see me spending most of my time being online. I know this has got to stop at some point of time, but right now, this is all i've got.

For right now, i'm feeling rather shattered.

Damn i hate the way i write my posts. So freaking monotonous and boring.

That's what i feel about my own posts. So lacking in juice and zest. Its just so unpleasant to read. I read it myself and it bores me, like some typical essay you would write to score an A in spm. It is no wonder of the sharp drop of readers. Sigh, i saw it coming.

Anyway, i'm feeling really restless now. I dont know if i'm being sleep deprived or fed up of something. I cant seem to find the right answer to why i'm feeling so freaking grumpy and frustrated. Every little thing just doesnt seem right at all. Its like, why am i wasting my life doing this? Why am i wasting my life like that in the first place?

I did quite alot of surveys that'll determined your personalities or like what kinda blogger are you thing. And all the results i got summed up to one factor. I'm an emotional blogger. Yep, believe it or not, it says i blog about my personal issues and i dont care who reads it and who doesnt but as long as i would let the world know how i really felt. Which i find really true. Of course there's always a line somewhere, but so long as i dont blog about racist or sexist or heavy political issues, i'm rather a tenacious blogger. Apart from that, i guess the other weird stuff like my irish name or my pornstar name are nonetheless pure bullshit. By the way, i was an astronomer in my past life and i died in battle. Does that explain something?

Have you ever seen anything on tv that just makes you wanna swear? Like totally shout cuss words to the screen? MTV's My Super Sweet Sixteen made me. This fat bitch had her 16th birthday and she acted like she was Adolf Hitler. "Queen of the day" it seems, she ordered her mum around like a dog and she's like this typical american spoilt brat. Sorry, filthy rich spoilt brat. She was scolding her grandma for trying to get her a 2nd hand car which was like only 5 months old, and in the end her mom surprised her at the car showroom with an Audi TT. A bloody Audi TT for her 16th birthday!!!! Like mother like daughter, swearing all over the place. She even calls her mom bitch. I mean, come on la, they call us Asians uncivilised ass cracks, what about them? They evolve so fast they're going in a circle, from primates to humans and now back to primates again. I was like, "what the fug?" "fug you idiot!" "you're the bitch!!". Just to name a few. Gosh i'm still so disgusted by it.

I'm trying to cut down on msn because i feel that finally i should get some control into my life. I dont know how far i can trust myself on that but i'm working on it. Shit, i'm the one who feels idiotic after all. I'm not going to tell what its all about, its just that there are sometimes, you just feel like an idiot for working towards something with a lost cause. Also, i feel frustrated because i have to make the first move in somethings almost all the time. I know its always positive to make the first move, but you have to give and take too. But i feel like i've always been making the first moves it becomes a one way thing. And if i refuse to do anything, no one does in the end. And that's what really really and i mean REALLY frustrates and angers me.

You cant get things your way sometimes. Sigh. Understand me someone!!

Jinny

I hate everything thats ONE WAY.

I'm too lazy to write anything else.

Jinny

Just having fun with Picassa. Good times of Genting Crew 05.

 

Well, this is also what i did with Paint. Collage of the good times of 2005.
I apologize if you cant see anything in clear. :)

 

Genting Crew 05, done by Jinny. :)

 

SINammon pretzel. Very SINful hor hor!! Urgh.

Gallavant to OU today with the leftovers of the Genting crew without a vacation. We watched Perhaps Love or Ru Guo Ai in mandarin. Show was quite confusing with flashbacks here and there and a complicating screenplay. But the songs and the singing was nonetheless breathtaking. Which is a good thing for an Asian film.

Before the movie, i was shopping alone for slippers and a t-shirt while John, Melia, MelP, Melinda, Jin and Chucs were at Genki Sushi for lunch. Bought Adidas flip-flops for RM 59.90 and an Audioslave t-shirt for RM 19.90!!! Who says guys cant shop!?

After the movie, went shopping with the girls for earrings. John and i shared for the 6 earrings we bought for the girls as Christmas presents. I've never bought a christmas present, so this is the first for me. Then bought Jin some beef and fries as her christmas present, something a little extra. And i noticed that probably the only time the 5 dollar shop earns its income is during the Christmas season. Everybody wants to go cheap nowadays. I mean, come on, who doesnt?

After Jin, John, Melinda and Mel left. I followed Melia and Chucs to the juice shop, which is some shop that makes juices, i mean those really healthy ones. They got themselves some kinda disgusting detox mixed juice. Yucks. My mum blends fresh apples for me and i get sick to the bone tasting it. And apple juice goes through oxidation too, it turns a dark brownish. Ugh.

So, i pampered myself to a cinammon no wait.. SINammon pretzel. Melia and Chucs started teasing me for commiting SINs. I just stood there and wondered if it was nessecary to laugh along. After all i'm following Melia's transport, so HA.. HA.. HA.

Jinny

ATTENTION/ACHTUNG

I as the superhero tyre, with my sidekick superhero condom would like to pinpoint a potential threat to humanity thats lurking at every corner, or maybe behind you. Therefore we feel that it is our utmost responsibility to present to you a picture so you would recognize the threat(s) you're dealing with. Now now, there's no need for much words, lets cut to the chase.

Threat name: Sue Vern Jojo
Resides: Somewhere in PJ, although not known where exactly
Ambition: To rule the world. Although such claims have not been confirmed by the Federal Bureau of Abnormality and Idiots, FBAI.
Dysfunction (Very Important): Constant claims of being the lost descendant of Hang Tuah may suggest this person's quite epileptic and psychiotic. According to the picture, threat currently works as part-time florist and teacher in a makeshift classroom-cum-toilet in China. This clearly shows that threat is neither hygenic nor health-conscious. And lastly, be notified, that threat is very very very very very weak in alphabets. Yep, alphabets, who knows it might be the best weapon against this potential disaster.

I have had a thorough discussion with my partner and i will hereby, make a promise to the normal world, that me and my partner, superhero condom will do any little thing possible to stop this in its tracks before it gets to any of us or our cute little kids. Ladies and gentlemen, YOU have my every word for it.

I apologize for the clarity of the picture, what matters is that you familiarise yourself with whatever possible, be it the silhuoette, or the outline of the threat. It could save you life!

Superhero tyre, superhero condom and from the rest of the latex enforcement, i bid you all good night and good luck!

No more soddy tragic posts for today okay.

I know this may sound like i'm reapeating it but i've wasted my whole afternoon away cleaning my room and editing pictures with Paint. Yep, you read it right, no adobe photoshops, no image editors, just plain ol Paint. Fascinating aint it?

You know, for the last 145 posts, i've not written anything about football. This just hit me today, because i just realized i have a printed out table of next year's world cup groups. And i must say, group G with France, Togo, Switzerland and South Korea is like crap. Totally! If the every group was that easy we could name the world cup the "score-all-you-can cup". I suppose you readers might already be pointing your cursors on the exit button at this point. Fred not because i bring you...

You think you know, but here's some things you may not know about me List:
- For fun. :)
- I always thought i created the word "Brunch".
- I used to play the violin.
- I collect brand tags.
- I collect plastic bags.
- I have a blue book in which i call My Diary.
- I used to play with Barbie Dolls.
- I used to bathe with Lego.
- I drool when i sleep.
- I used to think Asia was somewhere in Malaysia.
- And i used to think Malaysia was somewhere in the US.
- I used to get paranoid when the clock ticks while i'm sleeping.
- I always talk to myself when i'm alone.
- I whisper motivation to myself before i do something, like running.
- I personally have a problem with China.
- I still wear the chequered pyjama pants grandma made, occasionally.
- I never fancied desserts.
- I plan to create my own recording studio-cum-shower.
- I seldom practise my Ps and Qs at home.
- I've acted on stage with a famous Malaysian actor when i was in standard 4.
- I've been in the Bausch and Lomb Contact Lenses advert in standard 5.
- I get punished for being a rascal in my primary days.
- Yet i've NEVER stepped into the headmaster's office for disciplinary reasons.
- I bite my nails. ALOT.
- I lick my lips. ALOT.
- I bite my drumsticks.
- I bite ALMOST everything that isn't poisonous.
- I just killed a centipede in the toilet.
- I talk more online than i do offline.
- One of those things i really suck at is starting a conversation face to face.
- I spend more of my time thinking of what to say than saying it.
- I get very very frustrated whenever i play PES 5.
- I'm straight.
- Yep, that's right. I'm straight.

There are some more but right now, i think this is about enough for all of you to know.

Remember the book i told you about? The one that totally turned my little cousins on. Yea.

To be exact, this is the part that started the reaction. Since you cant really read it, it says "Susie's vagina tingled at the thought of Eric Twinklebutt but she still did not know what to do"

Oh, and Merry Xmas People. :)

Jinny

You cant write a decent post to express yourself without having people think that you're seeking for attention and sympathy nowadays. But then again, words are only words. They dont show how you really feel.

I hate myself to a considerable bit for some reason.

I'm too lazy to get things done. I have clothes that have been hanging around for 2 weeks now and i'm not making an effort about it. Actually i dont even give a damn, but i know i should.

I guess what vern said in my tagboard is right. I'm in the hangat hangat tahi ayam mood. The worst thing is, i'm really aware of it, but not doing shit about it. It frustrates me. For example a job, i was supposed to get one like a month ago, until now, the thought's there no doubt, but i didn't do anything when i have the chance to. I would consider myself a naturally lazy person. Commented by primary teachers throughtout my 6 years. Even my family thinks i'm too lazy for my own good. I dont know, i feel so helpless. I dont know what to do. I really dont.

Ever felt like you've been neglected by the person who you thought cared for you most? Sigh, its exactly what i'm feeling right now. 14th December 2005, 2:11 am. I dont know, maybe i'm asking for a little too much without ever saying anything. Maybe i'm expecting a little too much from what it really seems. Maybe i feel that there's something where there really isnt and i'm too defiant to convince myself i'm wrong. You dont see it, no one does, because i dont show it. Only through words i do but words dont mean a thing to anyone. No one really trusts words. I'm confused, i'm down, i'm frustrated.

There's nothing more to look forward to anymore. There's no drive to make you want to step into the next day. I'm so down i cant even describe it in words. SIGH.

Smile jinny! You still have so many friends! Consider yourself lucky! Look on the bright side! Smile.................................... Shut up!

Waaaahh, what to write? what to write?????

My stupid self keeps telling me that i've been thinking about writing a long juicy post since Sunday but right now i cant even remember anything about what to write!! Kanina wey.

First stop, merry christmas to everyone, oh ya! I remembered now, i wanted to list down my christmas list, although i dont celebrate christmas but you'll never know someone, somewhere, sometime might spend that extra cash on you without you knowing. So, just in case lah. Hehe. The list comes after the whole post.

Yesterday, my relatives came over for no occasion at all. They just come lah. I'm sure all you out there who have cousins around the age of 7-10 know how it feels to have them around. Yelling here and there, laughing at every "do not" as a joke. My sister has this Creepy Susie and 13 other tragic tales for troubled children book. And although the name may sound like some amateur childs play kinda thing. Wait till you read it for yourself in your mph bookstores. My standard 2 cousin happily read the whole story aloud until it came to a part where he stumbled upon a word he couldnt pronounce, let alone understand. So, kids being kids, he went to ask my sister "sue lynn sue lynn, what is vah-gee-nah??" I wasn't there, but i could hear it all too clear and i'm sure my sister was if not more as shocked as i am. She hesitated while my cousin continued questioning her. I could tell she wasn't taking the risk so she said "i dunno". And when we all thought things wouldnt get any better, it didnt. Another cousin of mine, some few years older acted the all knowing boy, he yelled "oh!! oh!! its ver-gai-nah lah! The girl's that part, yer you very ham sap wan you!" I dont get it, he's planting the meaning into my cousin and accusing him of being a pervert at the same time. Whatever it is, my younger cousin never stopped vagina-ing all through the afternoon and dinner. I'm worried for him.

Enough pervertism, i realised in these few days that i'm a little more open to subjects that has been a taboo to me. I talk more openly, especially online. I dont really know if its because i feel more comfortable conversing with people or that i've broken some of my boundaries. I just talk more than i always do. And if you didn't notice, try me after midnight. Talk about it, i'm sleeping at times when other people wake up for morning jogs and tai chi nowadays. Which probably means i'm a little sleep deprived.

Today, forced myself up at 7 for morning jog with melia and chucs. Everytime i plan morning jogs, the mornings would either rain, or would seem rather perfect than usual. Which really makes you want to just off the nightlamp and snuggle up in you comforter. Like this morning, i woke up at 6.45 to the sound of my alarm. Snoozed till 7 when melia called to meet at the basketball court in 10 mintues. I turned off my nightlamp and the room became cosily dark, with glimmer if light creeping in at the side of the curtained windows. I thought OMG, i dont wanna get outta bed! So i snoozed in for another 2 to 3 mintues or so. Oh well, commitments are commitments. I washed up and met chucs at the basketball court. Melia was LATE! We didnt really jog anyway, we just walked and walked and walked. Then we sat at the basketball court and talked and talked and talked. It soothes me to know that i have my "jogging" kakis just a stone's throw away from my house.

After i got back, i slept from 11 to 4!! Now i dont usually sleep in the afternoons but this time was more like a replenishing sleep. I've got my sleep and i'm not sleepy now!! urh. Dad questioned me on why i was playing PES on my sister's computer today. So i told him my own computer's like rubbish. To my surprise, he said he was gonna pass to me a Dell brochure, asked me to point out the configurations i want, i asked him "why? wanna upgrade my comp?" which he promptly answered "either upgrade or i will get you a new computer and i'll bring the one you have to my office" I was like, wat-the-fug. First you scolded me for spending half my teenage life in front of the comp and now you wanna get me a freaking new comp?!?! I'm not complaining though, ohhhh i'm NOT complaining. :p

So here, my utterly pointless christmas list:
- A JOB!! Something to keep me thinking i'm quite useful. For now, hehehe.
- A new computerrrr!!!! *New Entry*
- Another trip with the genting crew 05.
- FHM's 100 Sexiest Women of 2006. I want it early!
- To go out on christmas.
- To go out on New Year's Eve.
- To go out on New Year's Day.
- To go out tomorrow.
- To go out for a movie marathon.
- To NOT plan for the last 5 wishes.
- Picture with sexy santarinas and not make santa jealous.
- To go for a japanese buffet.
- To go for a buffet.
- To go for char kuey tiaw.
- To go for curry laksa.
- To go for a party. I wanttttt!
- To go trick or treating on christmas. Xp
- To wake up earlier nowadays.
- To not be too stony in front of the webcam.

Ah. Dear Santa, if you cant fulfill anyone of these, just send a santarina in skirt over to make it up to me okay? You dont have to come. :) Love ya Santa!

Jinny

I saw this lying on sis' table and if it was mine, i'm locking it in a steel suitcase and throwing it inside croc infested waters to save it for myself. Call me selfish, i dont care! DAMN!

There is NO freaking way i'm gonna show all of you what's inside, for me to enjoy, and you to erm.. envy!! Oh well, better go cool myself, i'm sweating like a pig.

Jinny

I wanna tell a story!

One day (6th December 2005), a boy named jinny went up to Genting with Johnny Prawnie at 7 pm to meet up with their friends Benjo B, CiBaiVinDra, Chucolate, Memelia, MelP, Cindeyennie, Jin sista and Malinda Chong CB who already went up earlier in the day. Jinny and John left late because they had things to do earlier on, thats why they could only afford to catch the last bus from KL Sentral up to Genting. The bus ride was dark and quite enjoyable.

At 8 pm, the bus ferrying Jinny and Johnny arrived at the cablecar station. They both had to wait patiently for the elevator which was packed with old people with batik shirts and impatient gamblers. Soon enough, jinny and johnny got on a cablecar with an indonesian couple because the empty cablecar before had "Under Test" posted on the door-screen. The ride up was a smooth and dark one, except for the smell of fag that filled the whole cable car. Jinny felt like strangling the indon man and john also had the thought of it.

After arriving at Highlands Hotel, Jinny and Johnny felt hungry, so they both took a place in Starbucks outside the hotel and waited for Benjo and Vindra to come meet up. Jinny ordered a chicken finger sandwich and Nantucket punch while johnny went to the toilet. Not long after, Benjo and Vindra came and benjo took one slice of jinny's chicken finger sandwich while john took another. Whereas vindra and everyone else drank half of jinny's Nantucket punch. But well, sharing IS caring. After a light dinner, benjo and vindra led jinny and johnny to the hotel room on the 10th floor which is a premium floor. The room they stayed in were linked rooms, which means 2 rooms linked together by a door in the middle, one for the boys, one for the girls. And almost every door of the toilet cant be locked. Jinny was flabbergasted and anticipated much fun from this trip waiting to happen.

Jinny, johnny, benjo and vindra met up with the girls in the arcade, and then they too decided to spend money in the arcade. While the girls went to play some mild, kindergarten games like picture viewer or whatever the name was. After that, everyone went to Kbox, which was a small booth with 2 chairs, a tv screen and a uncovered ventilation fan inside. Like a portable Karaoke Box, Jinny went into the booth with Jin, Johnny and chucs and sang his heart out. Boy was he sweating. After so much fun, everyone went camwhoring at the gigantic christmas tree.

Back at the hotel room at about 1 am, everyone washed up, took their baths, played music all over the place and ate instant noodles. Jinny brought his creative speakers from his computer and linked it up with his mp3 player which played some really boring songs. Benjo's mp3 player played funny christmas songs like "12 Adult Days of Christmas" which proudly emphasises on the word "5 Mother F*ckers". Although not serious, jinny threatened to sleep in the bathtub because it was more cooling. In the end, Jin sista complained there was a cockroach in the bathtub, and Jinny thanked god he wasn't serious about sleeping in the tub. Later on, while Malinda went off to bed, everyone played Taboo and had so much fun guessing. Jin sista had a card that says the word "VIBRATE" and she asked "What do girls use to satisfy themselves?", ALMOST everyone answered "vibrator" and then jin sista told us to cancel the last part so it became "vibrate". How clever of her. At around 4 am, after much Taboo, johnny and jin sista joined malinda in bed while the rest went down to the car park for a walk. In the cold breeze and the company of friends singing and dancing at 4 am, Jinny felt that the trip couldn't get any better and realised that the best part might not have come yet. At 5 am, everyone went to sleep, no one cared about the boy girl room policy, melP went to sleep with her mum, malinda and jin sista in the next room while jinny, johnny, benjo, vindra, chucs, melia and yennie slept in one room.

9 pm, and everyone was awoken except lazy yennie who tried so hard to tug into some more sleep. Melia pulled her blanket away, melP sat on her, but to no avail, nothing worked. Lazy yennie woke up at 9.30 when everyone else woke up at 9. After brushing up and bathing, everyone got dressed up for the theme park. Jinny searched for green apples so he didnt have to brush his teeth but he could only find red ones. After getting the tickets, brunch was served in a luxury dining restaurant called The Olive. It was Jinny's first time to a luxury dining restaurant where you sit in sofas and huge armchairs and where the food is prepared artistically and costs a bomb. Thanks to melP's mum, everything was paid for.

It started to drizzle as soon as jinny and friends stepped into the outdoor theme park after their satisfying brunch. The first ride they sat was the crazy teacup and everyone came out of it walking aimlessly. Then it started to rain heavily, so everyone ran into the lame exhibition showboat with the interesting room of mirrors on the top floor. Still, it was lame. When the damn rain wouldn't stop, everyone went back into the arcade and played a few rounds of daytona and time crisis. Awhile later, jinny and friends went back out to the theme park and found that the rain had finally stopped, jinny wanted to ride the super tobbogan although aware that he's 3 kg overweight but the super tobbogan wasnt open then. So he pulled everyone over to the swing ride, the one that goes in circles. As it was about to reach their turns, it started to rain again and they quickly ran to shade and waited. While waiting, malinda rounded everyone up to play the hand game where only primary kids are only known to even think about it. At 5 pm, the rain finally subsided and jinny and friends were finally able to sit the swing ride which was the 2nd ride of the day after 4 hours wait. Later, vindra pulled everyone over to the go-kart line and realised that it wasn't open because part of the track was flooded, so they went to dinosaur land instead. An hour of lining up and the whole dinosaur land ride on the boat was a waste of precious time. The only word to describe it was LAME. Jinny felt that the whole outdoor theme park was a waste of money especially when it rains, and he's quite sure everyone thought this way too. But in the end, everyone got their money's worth at the swing ride again. They sat over and over and over again. Which was really really amusing and fun.

Jinny and friends went for a 2 hour dinner at Be a Star, which is smiliar to Red Box, somewhere where you go in, sing your heart out to the karaoke machine and have people serve you meals and tidbits for a reasonable price. After dinner, everyone took a nice walk to First World Hotel where the arcade and indoor theme park is. Jinny, benjo, melP, melia and yennie went to Starbucks to grab some coffee to keep them awake for the whole night. Jinny ordered a Caramel Machiatto which was his first time drinking espresso. Everyone met up at the escalator before moving on to the outdoor car-park outside Highlands Hotel. Then Jinny and benjo decided to play hide and seek and in the end, everyone agreed on playing hide and seek. Jinny felt like a kid again, playing hide and seek with grown up 16-ers in a car park. It was probably the most fun part of the whole trip for jinny. No, not probably, THE MOST fun part of the trip.

Back at the hotel room, everyone bugged lazy yennie to go shower because she hadn't showered in 24 hours. After washing and cleaning up, jinny suggested a game called current, a game where you hold hands and you start squeezing the hands of the person next to you to pass the current and the person in the middle has to guess who's having the current. To make things better, it was played in the dark. Malinda told lame stories while playing the game which got everyone laughing. At about 4 am, melP's mum called and asked if a few guys could go escort her back to the hotel room from the casino and jinny, johnny, benjo, vindra, melP, melia, chucs and yennie set off to get melP's mum without hesitation, only to find her waiting for the elevator when they got down to the lobby. The coffee and espresso didnt work and everyone slept at 5.

11 am was the wake up call and the check-out time was postponed from 12 pm to 1 pm. Johnny and vindra volunteered to take the cablecar down to buy 3.30pm bus tickets back to KL Sentral. While the rest cleared up and lazed around the hotel room watching The Grudge and camwhoring. Everyone took the cablecar down to the bus station at 3. MelP, melia and yennie followed because melP's mum had some important things to settle. The bus driver was a grumpy idiotic asshole who doesnt put passengers first but his ego on his list. And jinny and friends could've just lost their lives on that very fateful bus ride that day. Thankfully, for all the dear readers out there, they reached KL Sentral shaken, but in one piece and are more than thankful for it. A group photo was taken and they refreshed themselves and finished up the last few megabytes of their memory cards by camwhoring at McDs.

DEFINATELY, A TRIP TO REMEMBER.

THE END!

If you think this is for sympathy, i guess you're right.

I'll write about my Genting trip after ive gotten all the pictures. Right now, i DO feel like drugging myself to a deep sleep. I'm really really really really suffering.

I've got cough, migraine, the urge to vomit, minor gastric, a blur in sight, i'm having 2 layers of top clothing with socks and i'm still very very very cold. Every part of my body is numb.

I just came back from the doctors and i have a slight fever and a respiratory infection. Probably worse, i might not have explained what i feel in a little bit more detailed for the doctor, because i personally feel its much worse than that. Sigh.

Kill me someone. Please

A diet?? What's that?? Is it bleeping edible??

Alright now, no more sick, sorry, pathetically depressed posts for now. Everyone seems to be having funny views about it. Its not about friends, its about me. Oh well, lets keep my to my word shall we.

As of today, no wait, as of the day i started eating like i'm paid to, i dont care about anything relative to a low-carbo diet. I still try to maintain the low-carbo restrictions but heck it, there's too much food and temptations to have a diet. I mean, its the holidays dammit!!

Guys and diets, dont last long. You cant compare us to women can you??

Jinny

I feel like i've failed.

"Haha, im fine im fine, dun worry about me, seriously, im fine"

Those are some of the lies ive told tonight and many nights before. I really wish i could just publish a post that just goes like "IM AFRAID THIS IS THE END, DONT TELL ME WHAT ELSE TO DO, IVE BROKEN DOWN". Everything JUST doesnt seem right. It JUST doesnt fucking seem right at all!!

I dont know what to do. I've told someone tonight that the more you expect something to happen, the more it'll let you down. Through experience, that seems really really right all the time. Being optimistic is like diving into quicksand.

Ive told lies time to time before. But i do potray emotions that i'm really not most of the time. I'm like a timebomb, the chemical reaction in me is so great its bubbling. Just dont be there when i explode okay people. I swear i cant look myself in the mirror after that.

Why am i all worked up like this?? You know what. I dont know it more than you do! Somewhere deep down inside, i feel it. I feel things that i dont potray. I feel like a total wreck.

Why? Dont ask me why! Sigh, i scare people. Yes i do, in my posts, everyone sees another side of me. Face the harsh reality sweethearts, this is my life. And im pretty sure most of yours arent as perfect too! Though some of you may think you are.

I wish for a nice rooftop and a friend right now. Sit down, stare at the sky, and where i can just let go. By all means, id rather sit alone on a rooftop and stare at the sky and yell all my problems without having the cops come over for some fucking rasuah!

Now everybody, lets pretend nothing else happened okay? I'm fine! I'm fine! See! I smile for you! :D

What if I have that much self-control over myself and i hate myself for it?

What if I feel like this mind's been wasted and what if i'm just gone?

What if i'm not even what i really am?

What if life is like a slow death sentence?

What if it never ends when you think it already is?

What if these words are not only words, but reminders?

What will others think?

What will you think?

What will this world be than just a world?

Where no one really cares?

When they say they do, will you believe them?

Will you risk it all?

Will you be able to take the outcome?

Will life be too short for everything to be right in the end?

Will we know the answer we're always searching?

Will we?

Ever?