Get Up & Shake The Glitter Off Your Clothes Now

Irene babe. I miss you dearly. I was going through our pics in my phone and I played around with the effects. And tadah! The pencil sketch effect!

Good times. C:

and Shiqs the loser. I finally found a pic that I look cute in it. Yay me!

Hehehe. =)

And last week, when I was on the way to Avenue K to meet my dad for lunch at Dunkins, I bumped into Elly! OMG I miss all my Petrosains buddies! It’s quite a let down because I couldnt attend the reunion this june. (Pssst… Make one at the end of the year laaa..)

Anyhoo, while we’re chatting, Aiman & Shuk appeared.

Aiman : Hmmm. You look familiar.

ChiRa : Hey!

Shuk : Omg SO pink!

So yeah. The boys are ALWAYS so lame. I’m sorry I couldnt join you guys for Star Trek that day. :( uwuuu.

Come to think of it, why the hell didnt I take a picture with Elly. ARGH. So here’s a picture of the Smarties – a group we made up during our orientation week. Founders : Elly, ChiRa & Fay.

I looked like such a nerd.

Sigh. I was extremely looking forward to go for the reunion. I madly miss Nitha, Sab, Hazra, Amir.. yadda yadda yadda. AAAAAAAAAHHHHH.

*yanks out strands of hair*

Yeah, I am as frustrated as you guys reading the same thing I’ve been saying over and over again.

Anyhoooos. I was at KLCC that day because I went to TTFC – Twin Towers Fitness Centre.. yeah.. a GYM. Seriously, I need to seriously workout because seriously I am like so morbidly obese argh and I have been obsessed with the treadmill ever since I first laid eyes on them and I need to satisfy my.. needs. Yeah, the need to be with a treadmill.

TTFC is quite nice because it’s not too huge, okay, excluding the stairs. Which I bet you they purposely built it on purpose to make us burn even more calories even after having shaking legs from running on the treadmill too much. I HATE THE STAIRS. Theyre too high.

And I always go in the morning because there’s not many people. Mostly theyre Mat Sallehs and body builders and the hot mamas who have nothing to do but to stay slim and sexy and have people like me to drool around them. But most of them are nice. When you walk past them, there’ll be exchanging of smiles, hellos, good mornings, how are yous, are you finisheds, the sauna’s fine today, leaving already.. etc. People there are friendly. ;)

The only only thing that I loathe is the MIRROR. They’re the head-to-toe mirrors which surround you and shows you how fat and flabby you are when you exercise. And I was telling Bee Trice about it the other day when she called and all she did was laugh HAHAHAHAHAHA and HAHAHAHAHA and more HAHAHAHAs.

Ah Bee, I can’t wait for you to come home! And Chiew Yi who has completely forgotten me which, by the way, I hope knows when she’s coming back. I’d love to see you at the airport.

I am currently alternating between wordpress, facebook & lolcats so I find it so hard to concentrate on blogging. This is not good. No No not good. I miss my dear lolcats & dogs. They’re HILARIOUS hahaha. I has a thousand plus pictures of them in a folder last time. Then I stopped going to that site because of.. Hmm.. I wonder why.

Facebook succeeded in making me addicted to the quizzes (seems like everyone’s been having the quiz fever, since like.. 10 years ago..) for 5 minutes. I think the quizzes on Tickle are much better or even blogthings and do you know that Tickle is now closed? WTH man, it’s SO stupid, I made a few “How well do you know me” quizzes on Tickle which was very witty & fun and poof it’s just gone like that.

Argh.

I’m lazy to create another “How well do you know me” quiz. I hate stereotype straight-to-the-point quizzes. So boring. And I’m bored of the quizzes over at fb. It irks me that some creators can’t even spell right! ARGH! Things like these bugs me… For example.. Emidietly. What the heck is that.

Ooookay.

Ehem.

I can’t believe that I’m leaving for Umrah this Saturday. It’s so FAST. And so sudden. I’m not sure if I’m fully prepared. Or if I’m gonna screw it up, boy, the consequences are gonna be HUGE (in an American accent). We’re leaving on Saturday afternoon on board Garuda to Jakarta and putting up there for a day. Then to Madinah for one & a half days and the rest will me in Mekah.

Will be there for 2 weeks without any phone. Coz I’m not allowed. So… Don’t think I died because I didn’t reply okay.

Oh and I’ll surely write a journal. God knows how many people have been telling me that. And if I’m ‘rajin’, I’d even blog all about it for uh.. nobody but me to read it. And I’ll throw in some pictures to keep you coming back to my blog.

I sound so pathetic. Hahahaha. Kidding.

I’m sending Cooqee to the Vet tomorrow morning. Huu. She’ll be staying there for 2 weeks. Here’s what my dad said about the whole thing :

“I bet you when we pick her up after that two weeks, she’ll be very thin. Percayalah.”

And that got my mum nodding her hear vigorously. All I did was “No lah. Won’t be until like that lah.” I trust my Vet & his crew because basically they’re really really superb at their job. It’s like how Bee & I would handle animals. It doesn’t matter if Cooqee lose some weight, she’s rather round. NO kidding. Anyway, there’s that thick coat of fur to camoflauge (is this spelled wrongly, just ignore, I’m multi-tabbing-ly sleep deprived) her skinnyness.

See how cute she is :

I don’t know why she looks so YELLOW & I’m too lazy to edit the picture. She was on my room telly and my parents were waving my fur scrunchie.

Fur. Her favourite toy. And it’s not cheap. That’s why I’m always chasing after her when she steals my scrunchie/keychain.

This is Cooqee eating her patch of crass specially planted for her. Yeah, she always have that ‘the-sun’s-too-bright-why-don’t-I-have-sunnies-huh’ look.

This is my bro with our ‘ritual’ or we call it The Nasumeyah aka coming of age ceremony we both perform on ALL our cats. It’s adapted from the Lion King where Rafiki held Simba/Kiara up. My parents did the translations for that movie before it was released here like.. YEARS back so it’s their favourite Disney movie too.

And it’s fun! Get a pet and try it today!

Furball on fur sweater. Poof.

*sprawlness*

Okay again she looks YELLOW. It’s my mum’s camera’s fault. And this is her sitting by the sink. To catch lizards. Which I forbid. ‘Cause it’s dirty. Do you know how many times I’ve seen a flippingflipping lizard tail.

*covers head*

EEEWWWW.

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I can’t wait to came home and start gym-ing again and then head over to Kino to get more books. I’ve finally got my grubby hands on the Castle series by Diana Wynne Jones. They’re AWESOME. It’s simple but very unputdownable. I was supposed to read House of Many Ways when I finish Eldest (still being postponed) & A Spot of Bother but just one tiny peek and when I realized, it was too late. I finished it already. In less than 4 hours.

The other night I wanted to start on Castle in The Air as my midnight read, instead of my usual Betty & Veronica, but I couldn’t concentrate so muahaha I’m saving that for later.

The next book on my list is definitely There’s Something Wrong With Me by Nigel Smith. It’s a morbid humour about dying. I JUST GOT TO HAVE IT.

And also I shall get the Chrestomanci series. And the Inkspell trilogy. And then Brisgr.

MUAHAHA.

Plus I have to stop reading Russell’s True Singapore Ghost Stories. I am having plays in my head and it’s driving me half nuts. Everytime I step into Kino, the first thing I’ll take is TSGS. I even remember some of the stories. There was this lady who had a daughter who had an ‘imaginary’ friend who has no name who turned out to be a baby she aborted and then her kid died. And her new son has 2 ‘imaginary’ friends who are her late daughter and the no name kid… AAAAAHHHHHHHHH I can’t do this I can’t do this. Continue typing and I’ll start wetting my knickers.

@_____@

When I was at my aunt’s, I created this character called “I’m Coming”. It just popped into my head because my aunt’s house is huge and dark and… dark. So to keep her kids (I was the governess, remember..) on their good behaviour and to entertain them, I’ll be like.. “If you cry, I’ll lock you in the toilet and off the lights. You can sit with I’m Coming who is next to you, on top of you, in front of you and behind you.” and voila, crying stops.

If you still don’t get it, I’m Coming = Hantu = Ghost.

We always follow the ghost stories during our tv time (9pm onwards) and whenever it starts when my aunt or I’m busy doing something, the little eleves will be shouting… “Kakak Shahirah/Mama! Cerita I’m Coming dah start!”

Once we were in the car and this song had the words I’m Coming in it. I think it was sang by Miley Cyrus and she kept on repeating.. I’m coming.. I’m coming.. and so I was like.. “You see, even I’m Coming has a song” and of course it was followed by “Kakak Shahirah TIPUUUU!!”, “No.. No.. where got?”, (slaps) “Diam la Haziq, I want to hear the song!” and finally.. “Eh…. BETUL LAH. I’m coming I’m coming!!” (screams)

And then my auntie will enter the car and go.. “What.. what happen?”

All of us : No nothing. =D

Ahh. I miss them. All three of them. And my kindy kids. I wanna go back there after I get back from Umrah. I wanna start studying next year. I love love love kids. ;)

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Anyways.

Irene’s online. And I havent talked to her in AGES. Nabs & Shiqqies are home. Iylia’s going home tomorrow.

And I need to go to bed. It’s 12.21am.

And I’m done updating my blog for now.

And done updating my facebook with pictures and replying wall posts.

And I’ve fulfilled my promise to send Ai-Suan a LONG email with old pictures in it.

So I’m satisfied with my online life for now.

Back to reality.

I still need to pack.

We’re bringing so far.. 8 bags. And counting.

I need to pack for my cat’s boarding.

And I need to rest.

So I shall pen off.

Hope that this post is enough to keep mosses from growing, attracting cicaks & spiders & lalats alike.

Oh Haris, if you’re reading this, I am a cooler Espada than you. I have PINK hair.

*evil laughter*

MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

You know, on second thought, I look like a cooler Nabs.

xD

Till then!

Ciao bellas!

xoxo,

ChiRa

(P/S : Ignore any spelling/gramma errors. I didn’t even read back what I typed. No time.)

~ by -Pinkie ChiRa- on May 29, 2009.