Good cheer

Merry Christmas
peeps!

Darren out.

The last teen

Happy 19th to Marvin & moi!!!

We aren't babies no more..

Holy mother of twins.. we've turned 19! Next year no more teen liao. Crud! But never mind that, it's still a long way to go. Haha.

Definitely gonna live my last teen year to the MAX! Oh, and half of it I'll be in Aussie. ZOMFG!!! Just realized that I might not get to celebrate in Malaysia with Marv! *sob* Oh well, there's a first time for everything I guess. We'll make do.

Darren out.

Rain clouds

Hello my fellow humans..
I'm back!

Ugh finally la. It's been damn long since I last blogged. Poor blog.. missed you so much. But I'm back now so no worries.

Okay, I think everyone would agree with me that it's been raining a lot lately. And today was no difference. Damn chat cold wei! Woke up freezing dog! Not cool.

But I'm not saying that I don't like the cold.. don't get me wrong. I would prefer cold weather to blazing heat any day! I just hate waking up freezing. You know, like unannounced. If I'm prepared for it then it's sweet.

So anyhoo.. I got a call from Men's Health inviting me to an interview for my internship placement. For those of you who don't know, I'm done with my diploma studies (thank God!) and would have to intern for 2 months to officially complete it.

So yeah.. I have an interview with Men's Health tomorrow at 2.30pm. Wish me luck eh? Please and thank you.

Darren out.

Hail the queen

Happy Bday mummy dearest!!!

Directive

Watched Wall-E with Marv and Munnie this afternoon. I don't get why people say that it's disappointing or boring. It's damn nice la. We enjoyed it so much.

The movie was funny at parts. And I think most of the robots are damn cute! Haha. Especially the way they "talk" and sound. Kudos to Ben Burtt! He's the sound wizard and the "voice" for all the robots and other sounds. Genius he is.

Darren out.

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Wall-E

After hundreds of lonely years of doing what he was built for, Wall-E (short for Waste Allocation Load Lifter Earth-Class) discovers a new purpose in life (besides collecting knick-knacks) when he meets a sleek search robot named Eve. Eve comes to realize that Wall-E has inadvertently stumbled upon the key to the planet's future, and races back to space to report her findings to the humans (who have been eagerly awaiting word that it is safe to return home). Meanwhile, Wall-E chases Eve across the galaxy.

Madika

Happy Merdeka peeps!

P/S : This picture has been edited.

Raise the flag

Last night 5 of us Tunas and Krys celebrated Merdeka's Eve at The Curve. It was much smaller than last year's but it was an fun night all the same.

We were all really starved so dinner was first priority. Hehe. We took damn long to decide where to eat though. After a long time crowded around the directory, we finally decided with Dragon-i.

So we had a Chinese-family-reunion-style dinner. We even got a round table in a cozy corner complete with a lazy susan in the middle. Our dinner was rice with a few dishes. It was delicious, except for the 'man tau' which was real small.. totally not what we expected.

After dinner, we still had plenty of time before the countdown. Krys, Amber and Erisha wanted to drink. Marv wanted to watch a movie. Steph and I were okay with either. First we decided with the movie. We checked Death Race cause Krys said it's awesome. But at the counter, we decided to go drinking instead. But then at Laundry pulak, we found out that they were having a circus-themed Merdeka party.. RM50 per head. Stun dog! And to think I could finally satisfy my craving for creme brulee. Crud.

So anyhoo, we ended up back at Cineleisure to watch Death Race. It was Krys' 2nd time watching. Imagine that.. the movie's that awsome! Seriously not to be missed. Also the movie finished just in time, around 10 minutes before midnight. We still could walk out (with the escalator totally jam-packed) and see the fireworks.

Going home we were caught in another horrid jam for an hour plus. So expected that. Pft. Marv and I reached home only at around 2am. We were so poofed.

Btw, to see the whole night's photos go to Marv's blog post. I damn malas wanna upload all of them. Lawl.

Darren out.

Herbivorous

Yesterday was my grandma's birthday. Happy birthday Wai Po!!!

So my family and I celebrated her birthday by having dinner with my aunt, uncle, grand aunt and grand uncle. But since the birthday "girl" was vegetarian that day, we went to makan at a vegetarian restaurant of her choice. She chose this restaurant near Metro Prima.

Captured this sunset on the way to the restaurant.
So beautiful!!! I love the colors the sky makes.

Retaurant sayur-sayuran..
Directly translated it means vegetable restaurant. Haha.

The dinner, though meat-less, was deliciously awesome. Seriously. Give vegetarian food a try. They aren't bad at all.

Four Seasons.

Shark Fin Soup.

Butter Prawns.

Stir Fried Mushrooms.

Mutton Curry.

Stir Fried Spinach.

From left:
Grand aunt, the birthday "girl", aunty.

When we were walking to our car after dinner, we noticed a Kelisa parked behind. It wasn't directly behind but enough to make it difficult to reverse out. So whatever la. My dad just honked to get the owner's attention. But the noob didn't come out. So my dad honked some more. And he honked, and honked.. and honked.. and HOOONNKED!!! But the blardy bastard still didn't come out! WTF??

My dad even went around shouting and asking whoever the owner was to move the blardy car. Plus it was drizzling outside. Poor daddy. Damn that fcuking bastard! We all seriously felt like doing some illegal things to the car. And if I ain't wrong, my dad busted one of the tyres. But that was later.

So anyhoo, we finally couldn't take no more of that shite. So my dad carefully reversed inch by inch out of the lot. Fcuking tight squeeze I tell you. Kudos daddy! Okay, then he did some tyre-busting. Shhh.. lawl.

Darren out.

Random thoughts

The things some people think of. Haha.

We were on our way to class, walking past the auditorium and we found this trolley, lifter thingy.. um.. whatever its called. I think I'll just call it the trolley throughout the post. So anyhoo, that trolley's to lift and transport the stacked chairs into the auditorium.

Auggie suggested to fix one of the chairs onto the trolley so one of the girls can sit on it, like a wheelchair. Lollers. He fixed on a chair and asked Shana to sit. She was scared but we managed to persuade her to.

She was so afraid that he'll drop her. It was damn funny to watch them. Shana gripped onto the handles so tight and at one point she couldn't take it that she hopped off.

But Thivya was totally opposite. She was so psyched to sit on the chair. Haha. Brave girl. She even posed for my camera.

Darren out.

Trigonometry is hard

"I make you silky smooth."

Haha. Went to Cineleisure and watched You Don't Mess with the Zohan with Marv this afternoon. The movie was hillarious. But I wasn't laughing or chuckling as much as I could have and I blame the fcuking Malaysian Censorship Department! Hate that they cut off so many scenes! Freakin' spoiled the fun-ness of the movie.

So, my suggestion is to go to some nearby DVD shop or stall (whichever you prefer) and get this movie to watch at the comfort of your own home cause it ain't worth watching in the cinemas. Spend that RM6 on some other movie instead. Trust me.

Anyhoo, we actually did know about this and had planned to watch some other movie instead. But we forgot! We freakin' forgot! We only realised it when the movie was starting. Crud.. we're such noobs.

Oh and by the way, the salon owner, Dalia is HOOTTT!!! She's purtey. Lollers. The actress who plays her is Emmanuelle Chriqui.

Alright, I gotta stop here. My dad wants to use the computer. Pft. But um.. he just fell asleep. Okay, wierd.

Darren out.

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You Don't Mess with the Zohan

Zohan Dvir, a top Israeli commando, fakes his own death in order to pursue his dream: becoming a hairstylist in New York. Though he wants to put his life of counter-terrorism behind him, he quickly finds that it is not so easy to escape one’s roots. As enemies old and new try to take him out, they will all come to learn the same thing: you don’t mess with the Zohan.