"Exactly! Who needs affection when there's pure hatred?"

I had a little tribute to Heath Ledger late last night.
Stayed up till 3AM watching 10 Things I Hate About You.
Yes, this is Lyd blogging.
I love that show. It's probably the only chick flick I really like.
(And now, my brother likes it too).
It's LOL on a whole different degree.
It was the very first movie that I watched without my parents in the cinema!
(The second one was Mickey Blue Eyes, I think)
And Heath Ledger was SO charming in that movie. I still swoon like the 11 year old girl that I was. I want my boyfriend to bribe a band into accompanying his rendition of a song that tells me he wants me. Aaaaaaaaaaaaah~

Woke up on time this morning, surprising considering the night before, and opened up the shop.
Fell asleep on the shop desk.
Ooops. I'm pretty sure nobody walked in cause I was still aware of the sounds around me and the shop bell did not ring once.
Claireeey and I had a paper airplane fight.
Yes, we are 20 this year. :)
I even recorded it on video.
She viciously attacked my neck with my fighter plane (named F-u). I bet she was trying to take revenge for my foiled attempt at attacking her cleavage with her commercial jet.

We bought oodles amounts of books today. CHEAP sale! I bought 'Big Designs for Small Kitchens' for only RM20!! And I bought 'Tokyo - Labyrinth City' for RM10! And 'Contemporary Restaurants in China' for RM30. Which is so cheap cause these books are usually RM100+ at least.
I really wanted the winery designs book but I thought it pointless to my studies.
Unless, I'm gonna be designing a winery.. which I think won't happen soon.
Now, I'm broke (and so is Claireeey).
Thank God, pay on Friday.

RayRay has promised us he'll come to Jogoya.
He better!!
He called me just now cause he wanted to talk to Claireeey and she wasn't picking up her phone.
THEN, I say 'You NEVER talk to me online, ass!' and he says 'Aren't I talking to you now??' and I say 'Yeah, you call me under the pretext of wanting to talk to Claireeey so you actually DID NOT want to talk to me. I hate you'.
Then, I tell him the shop is cold and he says 'Oh, want me to warm you up?'
I said, 'I feel even colder now'.

'Good Mourning'

"Get Ivan away from you, you're passing him you're sickness"

The day started off as any day would start off in my world.
My alarm clock rings at 11:30 AM. I open my eyes long enough to snooze my alarm clock for the next 9 minutes (yeah, my phone's snooze ain't 5 minutes but 9 minutes).
9 minutes later: Dir en grey plays and I snooze it again.
9 minutes later: Dir en grey plays and I snooze it again.
9 minutes later: Dir en grey plays and I snooze it again.
9 minutes later: Dir en grey plays and since I can't snooze it again, I set the alarm clock for a later time (12:45 PM)
12:35 PM: I snooze it again.

I got to the shop on time, despite my numerous snoozing.
Claireeey and I were eating McDonald's in the shop when my Mum calls me and says "Tea time!!". I say, "Are you here?" and she replies "Yes, I'm coming by. Let's go for tea"
She comes in and I tell her she's gonna pay me RM5 for leaving the shop.
We went to Theobroma for tea (well, not tea since we had chocolate). Theobroma is the new place called a 'chocolate lounge' in 1Utama. It's pricey but oh-so-delicious.
I had a cocoa mocha thing that's made out of dark belgian chocolate and mocha. Very yummy!
My Mum had a milk chocolate something or another frappe. It was yummy too.
I also had a piece of chocolate. It was a dark chocolate frog.
Mum got Claireeey a milk frog. I told her I'll pay for it since Claireeey is my friend but she didn't give in so.. okay then :)
Claireeey took the chocolate and was about to eat when she stopped and told me "It's got eyes".
And the eyes were staring at her.

I keep making mistakes these days. I swear my brain is going backward.
Today, the dress was RM69 but I credited the customer's credit card for RM65!
RM4 had to come out of my own wallet.
Sheesh.
I'm so sick of my damn brain always screwing things up.

There was a really cute baby that came by today.
Aaaah, so adorable.
In fact, so cute that I was about to squeeze it.. er, I mean, her *sheepish*.
Her father's pants were so low, I was ready to cover my eyes when it falls down.
He bent down to pick up his daughter and I already had my eyes closed.
No really, it was really low.
Anyway, Claireeey, he bought that maroon dress with the white top. The one that's right in front of us. The baby looked so cute in it. Aah~

David Bowie & Nine Inch Nails - I'm afraid of Americans = Nice!

Now, I feel like throwing up.
Urgh. My immune system's dysfunctionality is one of the things that I'll ask God when I meet him. (I'm not too sure what 'dysfunctionality' means. I typed it without thinking and now I'm lazy to think up another word. Live with it)

The Lord's Prayer

(Gothic is an extinct Germanic language that was spoken by the Goths. I decided to put up the prayer in the Gothic Language so people would realise that the Goths were a REAL set of people and not the fashion crap you see these days. The use of the language declined by mid 6th century due to the Goth's defeat at the hands of the Franks, the elimination of the Goths in Italy and geographic isolation. The language survived in the Codex Argenteus, a 6th century copy of the 4th century Bible translation.)

Fader unsar þu in himinam,
weihnai namo þein,
qimai þiudinassus þeins,
wairþai wilja þeins,
swe in himina jah ana airþai.
hlaif unsarana þana sinteinan gib uns himma daga,
jah aflet uns þatei skulans sijaima,
swaswe jah weis afletam þaim skulam unsaraim,
jah ni briggais uns in fraistubnjai,
ak lausei uns af þamma ubilin;
unte þeina ist þiudangardi
jah mahts jah wulþus in aiwins.
Amen.

(If you are surprised to find a prayer here then read this. This is not the first time I've posted something religious. People think I'm a atheist and that I don't believe in Heaven or Hell. That is far from the truth. People think so because I'm always insulting the Christian youths. I'm not insulting the fact that they are young Christians (as I am one, too), I'm insulting the fact that they are hypocrites. And I may not remember the Lord's Prayer by heart but I don't go around saying it without meaning it. There is a reason I'm putting it up here. Highly personal so I shall not explain.)

[About the language, let's just say I'm a sucker for history]
[[The Latin one is nice too. Then again, anything Latin is nice for me]]
[[[I wanna learn Latin]]]

(In every single translation of the Lord's Prayer, be it ancient or new, one thing never changes and that is the fact that it ALL starts with 'Our Father' and ends with 'Amen'.)

Good night :)

Kyou wa nantonaku 'blue' desu

After typing out last night's post, I began to feel a hedache coming on.
I left it as it is and didn't take any pain killers because I worry for my liver/kidneys.
Then, it blew up. It became a full on migraine.
My hair hurt.
I drugged myself, again, and decided to call it a night.
Unfortunately, I couldn't sleep and I was drugged up so, I messaged Claireeey and said "I may not be able to open the shop tomorrow". She said "Tell Jessica" but I know what she really meant was "I'M NOT DOING OPENING FOR YOU AGAIN!!'. Hahahahaha!
Anyway, Jessica opened up today.

I'm still feeling pretty drugged up.
My legs hurt. Urgh, I may sleep with it bandaged up again tonight.
*yawn yawn*

I'm done for today. No long ass post.

We'll start off with yesterday.
I was too pooped to bother blogging. My legs were hurting and all I was interested in doing was eat and watch TV.
Lazy ass, I know.


At about 1PM (something), Claireeey calls me and practically yells exasperatedly into the phone 'Are you coming yet?! Hitz.fm is in front of 1Utama and I want you to help me get tickets!!!!'.
Of course I say, 'No, I'm eating lunch' and it was left at that.
So, I walk into the shop at 2PM and find Jessica alone. So I ask,
"Eh? Where's Claire?"
She says,
"She went to the front of AX to get the tickets"
And that was left at that too.
30 minutes later, Claireeey walks in and is beside herself with joy/glee/kegembiraan/hoi sum/ureshi etc.
Before we could say anything she shoves two tickets for Daughtry's concert that night itself into our faces.
After texting Hitz.fm EVERYDAY for EVERYHOUR since the damn contest started, she finally got herself tickets.
And apparently, the radio announced they were giving out tickets but when she asked the guy, he said 'Who said that?'.
He brought two tickets from his own pocket and made them play a game in which Claireeey won.
We believe the guy gave two of his own that he got after buying a phone cause it has the stamp of a mobile shop at the back.
Oh well, thank you lovely Hitz.fm man.
And with that, the boycott (that never materialised) of Hitz.fm is over. Or so I think.

And she brought ME along :)

I'm not a big fan but I wanted to see the one song that I like played live.
At 6PM, Claireeey sends her car home and comes back at 7PM (all washed and dry).
We leave for the concert venue which is a 3 minute walk away from the shop.
It was already full of people lining up, smoking, making out, primping, bumming etc.
We finally get in and it was full of kids. Young people who shouldn't be out because they make fools out of themselves.
The concert finally starts and the first opening performance is a local hiphop artist who looks like he jumped straight out of MidValley's bowling alley after a day of sitting around trying to look hiphop. Seriously, the whole hiphop look thing doesn't look right on an Asian. Trying to immitate another's culture so exactly is annoying, in my opinion (which is not humble, might I add).
I just stood there looking up and after 5 minutes, I was yawning.
Next performance was a trio of DJs. On decks.
From hiphop, we now have club music?
It did not feel like I was at a rock concert.
Next up was Malaysian Idol's Daniel Lee.
Okay, this one I felt was completely random, out of place and irrelevant to the night's events.
People were boo-ing him. I felt bad for him but you honestly couldn't blame the crowd. We've been standing there for 3 damn hours waiting to see ONE band. And we get a pop artist??
And if that's not bad enough, he asked us if we liked his new look. I was just like WHAT THE FXCK??
I didn't even realise there was a new look going on.
And then, at about 10:30 or so the band starts setting up.
And then they play. Woohoo.
After like 6/7 songs (or maybe less or more) they finish up. People tried very hard to chant 'we want more' but the problem with them was, they wanted more but they didn't bother showing it. I've seen crowds yell 'Encore' for 5 whole minutes straight without missing a single beat. And this crowd was missing EVERY beat it encountered.
Anyway, Daughtry must have felt really bad for our sad attempt at trying to chant cause they came out anyway. (This completely reminds me of the time Gazette ditched the encore section cause the crowd was missing every beat).
They came out played that song called.. Home? Don't care.
What matters is the last song. Chris made us jump in unison on the count of three. Finally, the crowd was feeling the 'rock concert' vibe cause before that, they were all like beached whales at a rock concert. Flapping about.
I felt the vibe that's for sure.
Then it was time to go home. And that was the day :)

Now, here's the problem with the concert.
I'm used to concerts where :
- People point their middle fingers not their index fingers.
- People yell 'FXCK YEAH' instead of 'I LOVE YOU CHRIS'.
- People hold up \m/ without the thumb.
- People mosh. Like really mosh (going round in circles and pushing) and not dancing.
- People throw shit at bad opening performances and not just boo and sarcastically say 'I love you!'
And then, I realised, I was in Malaysia. The moment a middle finger is seen, the government would probably haul the poor metalhead's ass off to jail.
And then, I realised, there were no metalheads in that concert. Because they couldn't be arsed to see Daughtry when Megadeth may be arriving on Singapore shores again. (Which is not really true, but it's just an 'IF')
*sigh*. Life is sad.

And to my dear 'hardcore' brotha that was on our left, this is what I have to say.
"PLUG YOUR EARS TO SOME REAL ROCK/METAL MUSIC".
Headbanging to some super softy rocky music is not hardcore, yo. And while realising that, please realise that you also looked like a fool.
And also, to my dear off-balanced brotha in front of me, "I'm still injured after you failed to jump straight and crashed into me." While it is fun to jump, it is not fun to paralyse another person during a concert.
And to the tenants in 1Utama, "DON'T FXCKING WASH YOUR SHOP'S FLOOR WITH CLOROX!!! IT SMELLS LIKE YOUR ASS!!"
(If you wash your ass with Clorox)
[That was random but who cares. I am overcome with Clorox fumes every morning]

And now, for today, I opened the shop at 10 as usual.
What's unusual was the state of my limbs and mental state.
I was hurting bum down, and my head was in the clouds due to lack of sleep and too much food.
Lame jokes (abalone tarts, courtesy of Jessica) and many a laughter afterwards, I realised it was Sunday and my parents may decide to come to 1Utama for dinner.
So I call my Mum and say 'Yo, any plans for dinner?'. And my Mum says 'Yeah! We're coming over to meet you :D'.
I hang up and Claireeey goes 'Awww, cannot go home'
So I hang around until they arrived and we had dinner at Shogun!
Woohoo!!! I think we robbed them off their margin profit.
The salmon was making it's way to our table on a highway! (Namely, my Dad and brother) [He insisted I pay him due credit for carrying the salmon over]
After dinner, while heaving our stomachs out of the restaurant, we headed over to Pull and Bear where my Dad bought me the jacket I have been eyeing!
Nut!! It's the jacket! Woohoo!! :D :D :D :D :D
*ahem*
Then we went home :)

I'm bored now :S

What's amazing about Claireeey winning Daughtry tickets is..
She actually told her cellgroup about the whole 'messaged-them-everyday-no-results-now-I-want-to-boycott-them' issue and they prayed for her.
Prayed for a miracle to appear. Because it will take a miracle for her to get tickets on the day of the concert itself.
And guess what? A miracle appeared.
God answers prayers in the most unexpected of ways. All the time. :)

So, Claireeey, now that you went and had fun, are you still going to set up a 'Boycott Hitz.fm' Facebook group??

I'm watching this anime right now that I downloaded ages ago.
It's called Kamen no Maid Guy.
I kid you not. MAID GUY.
I was staring at my monitor like this o_o while trying to figure out if I was watching an ecchi anime. They put a muscular, stereotypical Japanese samurai dude in a maid outfit. A woman's maid outfit.
And he keeps sexually harrassing the girl.
Under the pretext of doing his job.
WHY did I download this??
But it's ridiculously funny.

Running under the rain, hand in hand, trying to find shade.
Soaking wet, drinking iced Coke and then freezing cold.
Very very lovely.
(Of course, and then snogging :D)

~* >> ĉ Ļ Δ Ĩ Ŗ Э Ŷ << *~ says:
you is called meeeeeeeeeeee??
†£¥ÐĪǺ ΤӘЅћЇ¥Λ† says:
din u get my msg??
~* >> ĉ Ļ Δ Ĩ Ŗ Э Ŷ << *~ says:
nope
†£¥ÐĪǺ ΤӘЅћЇ¥Λ† says:
-.-
†£¥ÐĪǺ ΤӘЅћЇ¥Λ† says:
i told u that they were giving out the last set of daughtry tickets
†£¥ÐĪǺ ΤӘЅћЇ¥Λ† says:
asked u whether u wanna give it another shot
~* >> ĉ Ļ Δ Ĩ Ŗ Э Ŷ << *~ says:
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH
~* >> ĉ Ļ Δ Ĩ Ŗ Э Ŷ << *~ says:
NOOOOOOOO
~* >> ĉ Ļ Δ Ĩ Ŗ Э Ŷ << *~ says:
NOOOOOOOOOOOOO
~* >> ĉ Ļ Δ Ĩ Ŗ Э Ŷ << *~ says:
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
~* >> ĉ Ļ Δ Ĩ Ŗ Э Ŷ << *~ says:
WHAT NONSENSE IS THISSSSSSSS
~* >> ĉ Ļ Δ Ĩ Ŗ Э Ŷ << *~ says:
SHIT SHIT SHIT.
Solid proof of how Hitz.fm has made Claireeey and emotional unstable woman.


†£¥ÐĪǺ ΤӘЅћЇ¥Λ† says:
i was gonna msg u when to send
~* >> ĉ Ļ Δ Ĩ Ŗ Э Ŷ << *~ says:
haih
~* >> ĉ Ļ Δ Ĩ Ŗ Э Ŷ << *~ says:
damn maxis lah didnt get your sms!!!!!!!!
Damn you, Maxis.

Ahahahahahhah!!
The maid guy's ear is a USB port!!! XD XD

I wanna eat eggs :)
I feel extra hungry today.
Either I'm pregnant, or Jessica is right and my period is coming soon.
I ate sweet and sour beef rice AND hakka minced meat la mein for lunch.
And then I ate 'mango loh'. My long lost distant tropical cousin.

There is ABSOLUTELY NO barley in Bali.

Hello virtual people!
I have not been blogging because my eyes have not been allowing itself to open for the past few days.

So! Updates!

I have finished reading No Dram of Mercy. Let me tell you, that is definitely not light reading. Do not read this book for entertainment. After you're done reading, you start reflecting on EVERYTHING. Family, material items, friends, your own personality, your lifestyle and the clothes you have on your back.
I emerged from the book feeling lucky and happy for the first time in many years.

Cold jokes have been flying in my direction since yesterday.
Jessica and Thingy should meet. They can have a cold joke festival together.
The two of them alone can freeze hell over.
What happened was, Claire asked Jessica about Tall Guy from the Samsung store. Apparently, she hasn't seen him for days (Why are you noticing HIM, Claireeey?).
Jessica said,
"He went to Bali with his girlfriend and his other friends"
Claireeey and I asked,
"What did he go to Bali for?"
Jessica replied,
"Buy barley"
It was SO COLD, you could hear Claireeey and I crack like ice.
Then, today, Thingy bounces into the shop while shopping with his mother and sister. When he bounced back in the second time when Claireeey arrived at the shop, he says that he is going to Bali. Claireeey says "Go Bali for what?".. He says "Drink iced barley".
Oh, holy chickens.
We cracked for the second time in two days.

RayRay/Raynana told Claireeey that he may not join us for Jogoya and Claireeey told me. Here's what happened over the phone this morning.
Claire: Yeah man.. Stupid bugger.. I was yelling at him yesterday.. On msn.. He said he has to see if he has sufficient cash or not at that time..
Lyd: He would have sufficient cash if he did not splurge it all yesterday without us!
Claire: Yeah.. Beach face.. And when i was yelling at him, he just said.. Hahaha.. Calm down.. Why are you so cute? I was so offended.
Lyd: Being angry is bring cute? I am more shocked than offended. I had no idea he had SUCH hobbies.
Claire: I told him I don't do cute.. I do amazingly awesome.. And yelled at him some more..
Lyd: Now i am shocked at your blatant display of absolutely no modesty.
Claire: It's good to be a little extra confident at times.. :)
Lyd: Extra confident and in your face is two different things! Hahahaha but i still love you.
Claire: What.. I was being nice to him already.. And he was all oh no, i don't think i can go.. Hahaha.. But i love you too..
Lyd: Hahahaha. He is a bum.
Claire: Yeah.. A stupid bum.. K.. I gotta get ready.. See u in an hour or so.. :) don't miss me too muchie
I have taken the liberty to leave out the parts where I was cursing him.
Hahahahaha! I don't mean it of course. I love you, Raynana. (Except the space monkey pants)
If you wanna know why we were being emotional about it.. it's because he said he can't go with us because he ALREADY WENT WITH HIS FRIENDS YESTERDAY!
He ditched us!! We're his friends too! Lol!!

Started my Advance 5 class today.
We were learning something about colours and the impressions it gives us.
So my sensei said "Lydia-san, pinku o mimasu, imeji-shimasu" (Lydia-san, look at the pink, imagine)
I stared at the pink and accidently went "Urgh".
She was like "Eh? Nani nani?"
I tried to think of something. I was about to say "Ano, sensei, pinku ga hontou ni suki JA NAI! DAIKIRAI!" (Erm, sensei, I really DO NOT LIKE pink. HATE!!) but of course I kept my cool and tried to squeeze something out.
In the end, she told me to pick a colour that I liked so I said "Midori" (green)
So she asked me what do I imagine when I see green.
I said "Midori o miru kara, okane o rensoushimasu". She did not understand why I imagine money when I see green.

Claireeey and I are going to collaborate and produce canvases.
Our concept is 'hearts'.
Lol!!!!!!
What happened was, I was cutting hearts out of the receipt papers that we did not want anymore.
Jessica crushed one and I yelled 'You crushed my heart!!'
And then Claireeey was messing them around and I said 'Don't play with my heart!!'
The puns that were making it's way out of my mouth gave us the inspiration for our artistic adventure.
One that I will reveal is 'Don't take my heart away!'
This one will feature a mannequin (in a walking position) at the doorway with it's back to the room and in it's hand will be the paper heart.
HAHAHAHAHA!!
(I'm serious, really. Art doesn't always need to be serious. Humour can be added)

I don't care if your world is ending today
Because I wasn't invited to it anyway
You said I tasted famous, so I drew you a heart
But now I'm not an artist I'm a fucking work of art
I've got an F and a C and I got a K too
And the only thing that's missing is a bitch like you
-(s)AINT, Marilyn Manson

I hope you understand the last two lines cause that's my favourite
'And the only thing that's missing is a bitch like you' (U)
Spell that and what do you get? F-U-okay, I'll stop.

Run, run, run, would you wear that black liner, baby?

Over the weekend, Mum, oldest sister and I went to Ipoh to celebrate my Poh Poh's birthday. It was a small do with only two large tables. Normally, we would have to have the party outside cause there's just too many people... and that's only the relatives.
Anyway, this time around, not too many people but the air was still filled with loud chattering and noise.
I have alot of pictures but it's not of food or anything.
Before returning today, my uncle took us to a place called Papan which was a mining town. As you know, Ipoh was built by tin mining and when the Chinese folk flocked to Perak for the tin they built little towns around the mines and these are called mining towns.
As all the tin has been mined, all that's left are mining ponds (water has filled up the area where they mined) and a town that's on the highway to becoming a ghost town. A trickle of elderly people sit in the coffeshops and walk the town as they have all their lives, I suppose.
The town seems to have avoided the threat of modernization for the past few decades.. except for the cars that fill it.
My uncle has been working on restoring a house of a lady named Sybil Kathigasu. She was a doctor during the Japanese Occupation and she secretly treated the injured guerillas (who entered her house through a backdoor to avoid detection)
She never gave out the location of the guerillas even when she was caught and tortured by the Japanese soldiers (who also tortured her daughter to force information out of her).
Walking into the house was a powerful experience. The old walls have seen things that we only hear about from the past generation. My uncle has collected pictures and has a lot of things donated to the house including an old radio that dates back to the 1930's (courtesy of my cousin-in-law's father who sent it to him from Spain) [The radio was my favourite item there as it was in perfect condition and according to my uncle, still works]
After we looked around and stared in awe at everything, we sat around a table in the main hall and I was reading a book written by Sybil Kathigasu called No Dram of Mercy. I was particularly going through the part where she recounted her experience at the hands of the Japanese soldiers who was, at that time, torturing her daughter when my uncle passed me a copy of the book. So now I'm reading it and it's quite a powerful piece of literature.
I took many pictures of the place but, trust me, the pictures does not do the house and town any justice. You have to be there to look around yourself.
Papan itself is a beautiful little town.
With constant breeze and never ending jungles with the view of Perak's limestone hills in the background. It's beautiful.
I FINALLY got to see it. I've been wanting to go since my uncle invited us when he first started on this project. Never got the chance to but I finally went.
What was extremely intimidating was when I was looking at a free-hand sketch of the main street of Papan that was laid out on the table and my uncle caught me staring and then he asked me 'Don't you do free-hand sketches?'. And that's when I realised that the sketch was my uncle's.
Holy crap. If I could only BEGIN to draw that way. I could see the lines he has drawn for perspectives and all that.
It completely slipped my mind that my uncle is an architect (before he started working on the heritage sites. He's the president for the heritage society in Perak, I think).
I replied 'I try'.
But my uncle is extremely cynical and not your average uncle (I dare say) so I'm not too sure how he perceived my reply.
When I told him I was doing Interior Architecture in '06, he questioned till there was no tomorrow.
Despite his moody exterior and cynical comments, he gets extremely excited and happy when talking about his work. That's a plus, I guess.
But like my cousin (who's father-in-law donated the radio) told me through Facebook 'People don't understand him very much because he takes a different road in life'.
I guess it's true. I look at him and wonder if I'll end up like that one day as I'm the gold sheep (not black cause I'm fabulous) of the family. I walk a completely different road from the rest of my family and do not share their views in anything.
I'm already cynical and sarcastic so I don't need the years to develop that.
I'll post the pictures another day as there's so many! And halfway through, my phone's battery just completely died on me so the picture of the hole in the floor where they hid the radio is in my Mum's phone.
In the meantime, a picture of the chihuahua at my Poh Poh's house.

(About that book, the preface written by some local professor of history practically summarised where she was born, arrested, tortured and died in one damn paragraph. Seriously, leave it to the book to tell the story! It's not your story, sheesh. I read that one paragraph and knew the entire story. How crap is that?)

I've got work tomorrow :)
I'm actually looking forward to it.

As much as I enjoy old buildings, history and anything heritage, you can't take me out of the city. I love the hustle and bustle of a city.

Why is MSN Today still promoting Indiana Jones and The Kingdom of the Crystal Skull?

On Friday night, I told my second sister,
"If reincarnation is the truth behind mortality then I have to say that I must have been a nun in my past life"
She said,
"Why?"
I explained,
"Because I must've lived a life pleasing to God to have been born into a family that's intact, with all my limbs attached and normal and to have freedom and a life that many people dream of"
She said,
"Uh, okay" (not a girl of many words, this one is)
I continued,
"But, if reincarnation is the truth behind mortality then I'm fxcked when I die"
She asked,
"Now, why?"
I explained,
"Because I'm on the highway to hell. I'll be reborn as a dog.. and if God has a great sense of humour, he'll make me a Shih Tzu"
She asks again,
"Why a Shih Tzu??"
I explain again,
"I hate Shih Tzus. They're dumb and small and good for absolutely nothing. Also, I glare and try to kick them whenever I see one"
She had absolutely nothing to reply to that. She just nodded and said "Okay"

I should start charging for the use of my name

First, the lesbian in Sex and the City.
NOW, the strange girl from She Wants Revenge's Tear You Apart video.

What happens is, she's on a date with a boy. She makes out with him and as they were getting down and dirty some strange red light emerges from her as he takes off her clothes (or something). And then he runs out and tells EVERYBODY and that's when he says 'Lydia we want to talk to you'.

It's hilarious because one person commented on this video..

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i luv the song and the video its soooo cool but!..... what its lydia!... its a vampire or a monter or what!... can somebody tell me!

A vampire. I can only wish.
Monster? Not even close!

Yes, my friends the penguins would have wanted it this way

I woke up this morning suffering the aftermath of massive drug abuse from the night before.
I swear, I am going to suffer from kidneys and livers that DON'T function by the time I'm 35.
I could not move out of bed without my head hurting or my muscles aching.
And then I twisted my neck again (the first time was last night)
I messaged Claireeey and said I won't be going to work today because I seem to have really fallen sick (and I still am)
Which is very horrible because I already took leave for Saturday and Sunday because it is my Poh Poh's birthday.
Anyway, I woke up and whaled around the house while trying to limit any movement in my right arm because it will hurt my neck.
Life HURTS.

My brother says I speak like I'm speaking 'panglish'.
It was a word he plucked out of thin air but I rendered him speechless when I said 'Yes, my friends the penguins would have wanted it this way'
He had absolutely no idea what to say to that. All he said was 'PENGUINS?'
If you're wondering.. 'Panglish' is when I replace 'w' with 'v' and 'f' with 'd'.. All 'e's are to be ignored and silenced.
For example, 'what the f*ck' would be 'vat the duck' and 'for what' would be 'dor vat' and 'speak' would be 'spak'
I have been pissing everybody at home with this and I'm loving it. (They either get mad or imitate me)
Nobody understands it (and me).
I AM bored.

I can't wait to watch Marilyn Manson's movie. Shit!
I can't find a release date which means it won't be anytime soon!
Life is only THAT long. I wonder if they'll release it in my lifetime.

As my brother was leaving for tuition (Nirmala's, we all know how that is) he said 'When I come home let's jam'. And I said okay. And then 5 minutes later, I regretted my answer.
As mentioned earlier, I have an ongoing neck problem and it's exactly where I place my bass strap. Which means, it is not in tiptop condition to have something as heavy as my bass placed on it right now.

Oh well.

The drugs they say make us feel so hollow
We love in vain narcissistic and so shallow
The cops and queers to swim you have to swallow
Hate today, no love for tomorrow

***

Norm life baby "we're white and oh so hetero and our sex is missionary."
Norm life baby "we're quitters and we're sober our confessions will be televised."
You and I are underdosed and we're ready to fall
Raised to be stupid, taught to be nothing at all
Norm life baby "our god is white and unforgiving we're piss tested and we're praying."
Norm life baby "I'm just a sample of a soul made to look just like a human being."
Norm life baby "we're rehabbed and we're ready for our 15 minutes of shame."
Norm life baby "we're talkshown and we're poiting just like christians at a suicide."

My grandmother stopped me as I was walking up the stairs just now and said "This is the first time I've seen you with flowers in your hair"
She's referring to the clip my oldest sister bought for me from Bali. It's really pretty and I've taken a liking to it although I generally hate anything floral and sweet.
She didn't seem nostalgic (of my more feminine days). Nor did she seem happy (that I've finally decided to embrace my feminity entirely). She was more shocked XD

Lately, I'm so used to people yelling up the stairs "Why do you listen to SUCH STRANGE MUSIC?" that I can't seem to hear them anymore. Lol!
You think they're getting tired of me blasting Marilyn Manson and Cibo Matto yet?
Don't get me wrong.. I don't hate my family. I love them (and all their shortcomings) but it's just so funny to get them wondering where the hell they went wrong with me that caused my musical tastes to be so strange.
Also, I've been singing Katy Perry's I Kissed a Girl to my brother.
He gives me a weird look and then sings along with me.
I still remember the first time I blasted Dir en grey's Raison Detre.
Oh MAN! It was the funniest thing.
I mean, I moved from being a total normal teenager listening to pop to this teenager that just wouldn't listen to normal music.
But hey, I've embraced my abnormalities. It's time for others to realise that everybody was not cut out of the same loaf of bread.
So questions like 'Why are you so weird?' will not accepted with a smile. It will be replied with a strong silence and my infamous bitch look (which is me not smiling).

Talking about that.. Shari, Nut and I were in Asia Cafe that day. On the day Nut tried to surprise us after returning.
Nut mentioned again that I really do have a bitch look that's very bitchy. And then I said,
"It's not that I want to. I just don't like smiling and when I don't, I have that look. I was BORN with it! Nobody understands that!"
And Shari agrees. She suffers the same problem.
High five, sistah.

Between Dir en grey and Marilyn Manson, there's enough uncensored videos for me to watch.
Woohoo, naked chicks (MM) and blood/gore/worms/mutilated bodies/corpses/hot bassist (DEG) to accompany me for the night.

Nee On has whisked off my Japanese test paper to study.
If he does not get 100%, I'll tell him that me giving him my test paper has been in VAIN.

[And I have found out from my Mum that The Republic of China IS commonly known as Taiwan. Which is something they should have taught us in school! But, don't get me started on education. I'll go on and on forever]

No, I absolutely WON'T

-sha- says:
one day u'll have kids lyd

†£¥ÐĪǺ ΤӘЅћЇ¥Λ† says:
NOOOOOOOOO

-sha- says:
then u'll see
-sha- says:
haha

†£¥ÐĪǺ ΤӘЅћЇ¥Λ† says:
dun say that!!!!!!!!
†£¥ÐĪǺ ΤӘЅћЇ¥Λ† says:
i'll haf nightmares!

-sha- says:
hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha
-sha- says:
so this is ur preparation.. like training to be a mother for the future
-sha- says:
so go warm up with the kids lyd!
-sha- says:
haha

†£¥ÐĪǺ ΤӘЅћЇ¥Λ† says:
ewwwwwwwwwwwww
†£¥ÐĪǺ ΤӘЅћЇ¥Λ† says:
pls
†£¥ÐĪǺ ΤӘЅћЇ¥Λ† says:
i'll kick them before i say hi

-sha- says:
haha.. come on lyd.. sheesh
-sha- says:
haha
-sha- says:
u were once a kid

†£¥ÐĪǺ ΤӘЅћЇ¥Λ† says:
a horrible one

-sha- says:
i bet an annoying one as well
-sha- says:
hahaha
-sha- says:
jokin

†£¥ÐĪǺ ΤӘЅћЇ¥Λ† says:
which is y i'll nv have kids!

-sha- says:
hahahahaha
-sha- says:
u will..
-sha- says:
wait and see

†£¥ÐĪǺ ΤӘЅћЇ¥Λ† says:
if i meet toshiya

-sha- says:
i predict u to be the first
-sha- says:
hahaha

†£¥ÐĪǺ ΤӘЅћЇ¥Λ† says:
wtv!
†£¥ÐĪǺ ΤӘЅћЇ¥Λ† says:
stop saying that!
†£¥ÐĪǺ ΤӘЅћЇ¥Λ† says:
it may come true!!!!! gosh

-sha- says:
yeah i know, then you'll have a football team with extras right?
-sha- says:
haha

†£¥ÐĪǺ ΤӘЅћЇ¥Λ† says:
yes!

-sha- says:
make another team for basketball as well

†£¥ÐĪǺ ΤӘЅћЇ¥Λ† says:
not a bad idea

-sha- says:
and a few more to form a band.. to follow in father's foot steps
-sha- says:
haha

†£¥ÐĪǺ ΤӘЅћЇ¥Λ† says:
yes yes
†£¥ÐĪǺ ΤӘЅћЇ¥Λ† says:
i'm writing these down
†£¥ÐĪǺ ΤӘЅћЇ¥Λ† says:
XD

-sha- says:
so total already how many kids here?

†£¥ÐĪǺ ΤӘЅћЇ¥Λ† says:
uh 11+4 extras+11 (basketball team)+5
†£¥ÐĪǺ ΤӘЅћЇ¥Λ† says:
basketball team extras included
†£¥ÐĪǺ ΤӘЅћЇ¥Λ† says:
XD

-sha- says:
screw the band.. make a whole orchestra!
-sha- says:
haha

†£¥ÐĪǺ ΤӘЅћЇ¥Λ† says:
HALLELUJAH!
†£¥ÐĪǺ ΤӘЅћЇ¥Λ† says:
XD

-sha- says:
lol

†£¥ÐĪǺ ΤӘЅћЇ¥Λ† says:
that's 100 over kids
†£¥ÐĪǺ ΤӘЅћЇ¥Λ† says:
lord save me during labour
†£¥ÐI? ?????¥?† says:
i'll be giving birth at 80

-sha- says:
hahahahaha
-sha- says:
cool
-sha- says:
world record!!

†£¥ÐĪǺ ΤӘЅћЇ¥Λ† says:
-.-
†£¥ÐĪǺ ΤӘЅћЇ¥Λ† says:
hahaha wtv la nut
†£¥ÐĪǺ ΤӘЅћЇ¥Λ† says:
ur mad

[EDIT: And I discovered that Nut has also posted this conversation on her blog]

Andy Warhol had hair I could only imagine having

Another 12 hours work marathon completed.
I think I have fallen sick.
I came home from work and my Mum made me consume drugs that will eventually be a hazard to my health.

I was reading about Tibet on Wikipedia (yes, I'm learning up on it so I can travel there one day and protest with it's people) and I found this to be extremely confusing.. "The Republic of China (commonly known as Taiwan)..."
Since when was The Republic of China known as Taiwan???
Isn't Taiwan that puny island below who's always in SOME cold war with China?
My geography can't be THAT bad, can it?
Dear Lord.

Claireeey and I have agreed that we need to karaoke.
You know what we should sing? Sweet Child Of Mine by G'n'R. Listening to it on the radio today made me want to belt my heart out to that song.
And if they have Katy Perry's I Kissed a Girl, that'll be awesome. I'll sing with much emotions XD
Do you think they have Marilyn Manson?

I have finally found Derek Sherinian's In The Summertime featuring Billy Idol and SLASH! :D :D The song is a whole lotta 'lol'. My brother absolutely enjoys listening to it. It's not funny, yo. It's a nice song about being happy in the summer with girls on your mind. Makes a lotta sense.



(Charlie, I'm not liking Kaoru now. Chill)
Just wanna say how much I laugh whenever I see Kaoru headbang.
Firstly, he positions his guitar higher than most of the rockers that I've seen.
Secondly, he does his headbanging in this slow manner like he does one headbang to two beats.
And then he just goes crazy when it comes to the instrumental break.
Very awesome.
Toshiya just ruins the microphone stands when he goes crazy. Nothing much to laugh about.

I was feeling so sick at work today. My nose was so blocked it was fogging up my vision. And then in comes a couple of women with super strong perfume that was probably made in the 1800's when they had to wear strong perfume cause they had no hygiene.
ANYWAY.
I couldn't breathe and I had a super headache that was pounding my head. Compared to an earthquake, I'd say my headache was 8.0 on the Ritcher scale.
Jessica told me to sit outside the shop to clear it up and I did. Amazingly, the moment I stepped out of the shop, I could breathe again.
It felt like I was revived!
But I still felt slightly feverish. Claireeey wasn't feeling well too.
I was only HALF as hyper as I usually am.. and even then, I was headbutting Claireeey for no apparent reason. The only thing is I was tripping as I was headbutting because my center of gravity was thrown off due to the headache and nose block which made my ears blocked. And you know your balance will be affected when your ears are blocked.
After Mr. Lew came and went, I stole a little shut eye time on the bench cause I really couldn't take it anymore.
Bloody essence of damn chicken. Does not work. I wasn't sleepy but my body really ached.



See what I mean?
I want to paint him. (On canvas, your pervs)
What's annoying is when Andy Warhol was alive, everybody said he had no talent. They insulted his Campbell's soup cans (which I believe is a GREAT translation of our modern 'lifestyle') and his movies.
After he died, everybody went on and on about how we lost a talent.
Seriously, people only notice and appreciate when it's lost for good.
Don't we ever learn?

"Lyd, pink is not the devil, you know"

And just so you know, yes it is.

Nut came at around 3 PM and saved me from acute boredom and starvation. She had vouchers for Esquire Kitchen so we had our lunch of noodles there :)
And then we went shopping! I've found the perfect jacket from Pull and Bear. I want it. I swear, I do. It's RM170.
Expensive but oh-so-lovely.

"Ah, this is a cute tank"
"Right, cause it's a skull?"
"That's not a skull, Nut and no, I don't like it cause it's a skull"
"Okay, a monkey skull"
"You'll make a nice skull"
"Sheesh"

We were also discussing our 'clothes gathering' for our Mad Tea Party photoshoot.
To refresh your memories, Nut is Alice (gag), Charlie is the Hatter and I'm the March Hare.
Yes, now, all I need is a top in the shade of purple that we chose and a corset.

Tomorrow is another work fest marathon 101 for Claireeey and I.
12 hours of trying to uncover the mystery behind the missing dresses in the shop.
Oh, man.

I have decided that China is not living up to the 'humanitarian' spirit of the Olympics. One look at what they're doing to Tibet is a GOOD example.
I wonder why the Olympic commitee decided on China.
I want the Dalai Lama back in Tibet!
We should boycott the Olympics this year.

My brother was trying to repel Ivan with the power of his mighty axe.
(He was randomly strumming the guitar while pointing it at Ivan)
"Feel the power from my mighty AXE!" (scream it like a mad loon)
And then, after changing the batteries to his pedal, he left the dead battery in my room so I messaged him from upstairs (it's free)
"Are you functioning properly?"
"Pretty well. My mighty axe isn't"
"You left your batteries in my room. Maybe after taking them out, your mighty axe will work again"

Yes, after much pestering from my brother, I finally played Bat Country on the bass. At least, till the part before the solo. My brother is chicken and dare not tackle SynGates' solo.
The song is effing fast. But so fun.
Next up, is the sex song, SCREAM!
And you know what else? I grabbed his guitar, while he was trying to deal with my lack of tuning on my bass, and I played Deathstars' Blitzkrieg. So fun! Much more fun than the bass lines, anyway.

I was sitting in the shop after returning from my rejuvenating window shopping moment with Nut.
I was talking to Claireeey and Nut when my 3R cheerleading competition song came on on the radio! Shari, remember the 'down down down' song? The booty shaking one.
I had such an urge to get up and just get down with it but I have unfortunately forgotten the dance.
And then, as usual, Nut launches into her 'It was so fun being the flyer!' speech.
Seriously. It was NOT fun being a spotter (and base). We have to catch the wayward flyers and make sure they don't break their nail when while doing so, sometimes, we break our noses.
Trust me, I've been kicked in the face enough to know!
But, it was fun times.

Nut wants to return to coach the younger ones in our high school.
Lol?
Anyway, we have credentials even if we do so.
I used to be captain. LOL!!
(To those who know about my pride, yes, I'm still proud of the fact that I became captain)
((Prouder that my name WAS announced on that day))
[Not proud that I nearly murdered the ones who fell]

Anyway, time to go.
12 hours tomorrow.
I'm bringing Essence of Chicken to work.
Give me strength.
Before I leave, a few words of wisdom...
Boycott the Olympics.
Save the baby seals!!
Don't eat shark meat or fin!!
Destroy the people who hunt whales!!
AND DOLPHINS!
Donate so I can buy my jacket.
Peace :)

"I think I'm starting to really like pink," says Claireeey. ".....no," replies Lyd

Baby's headband
Yes, I'm facing the camera
New and improved BOW TIE
Shop display/mannequin
As it says
She's lying

Insecurity will be the ultimate fall of mankind

Another 'family' outing, another fiasco.
Why can't we, like every other normal family, have a normal day out?
I don't quite understand the mechanics of my family. Somehow, we just don't function like everybody else.
Why must there be public displays of absolutely embarassing behaviour when you can simply just go home and fight it out to death, for all I care.
And then, coming home to somebody who has looked after you for your entire life say 'I'm just thinking of where to go if I decide to leave'
It didn't break my heart.
It didn't make me cry.
It made me feel lonely.
That's the loneliest thing that can come out of one's mouth.
The desire to leave everything that you have.
That made me cry.
The fact that it was thought of and is STILL being thought of to this day even though it was often said that 'You know him. He'll sleep it off'.
If he IS that way, why are you thinking of leaving?
Like scared little rabbits and mice, my brother huddled and holed himself up in my room where he vented all frustrations, sadness, anger and misery on my bass and to me.
You know how they say a happy family is 'one'?
I don't believe it.
I think a grieving family is one.
Why?
Because happiness is subjective and it's different for every individual.
One may feel happier living abroad and another way out of town.
If that's the happiness, the family is not a unit because you don't return to each other.
But when grief befalls a family, everybody returns and shares in their sorrow.
Then only, is the family finally together again.
But, contradicting myself, I also believe on certain occasions a happy family is one. Because then your heart will always be with your family no matter where you are.
For me, my heart is fleeting. It is where it wants to be and most of the time, I find it isn't at home.
And when I do realise that my heart is not at home, it unwillingly goes back home.
And then, I'll realise that I'm unintentionally caging myself.
With that, I'm unable to just ditch life and start a new one.
I'm constantly living in the past.
Like today, was deja vu all over again.
Why? Because it happens all the time.
Every year for as long as I can remember, there's an incident that has unfurled publicly to leave such an impact on me that I no longer believe in a concept called 'family' anymore. I do not believe it and I cannot imagine getting myself into one again.
I didn't even ask for this one.
Love, there is.
But with half of this unit, the love is void of any emotion. It's more of a duty.
Which is something I've just come to realise.
Which makes me hate myself even more.
As I walked the path of shame away from the solo fighter, I felt eyes digging into my back. I felt the whispers of curiosity. No, I heard them.
But what was more surprising was my ability to laugh it off.
Like it was nothing.
And as much as it cheered people up around me, it didn't cheer me up.
Because the laugh was merely my physical self reacting.
My emotional self was almost to it's limit.
Sometimes, I'm so expressive and honest and when it comes to the time where maybe it's better if I show my depression, it never shows. It always runs away and hides.
My depression is a coward.
And that is why I can never be helped unless it decides to show itself.
Sometimes I feel that people wearing disguises are more honest and expressive than us without disguises will ever be.
Under normal circumstances, what I had witnessed and experienced today will be categorised under abuse.
People are such complex creatures.
When you grow up with it, you never see what's wrong about it but when you see another family behaving differently from yours, you say 'That's strange'.
People always think the same way about you too.
Which is why we're complex.
I still wonder why God created us. What is the bigger plan? Besides having us kill each other.
It's like a divine computer game that has been created for the entertainment of The Power(s) that Be. There is no plot, there is no purpose and there is no goal.
Ultimately, we're all just here for nothing, I feel.
The human subject in this does not understand that he is not only hurting one party but hurting everybody else around who is indirectly involved.
Intentional or unintentional, it doesn't change a single thing.
I'm not angry or frustrated because if I were, I'd be cursing a mile a second.
I'm more confused as to the situation. Why do we always pretend like we're happy when I know well enough that we have our 'days' more often than normal people?
I AM happy in this family because this is what I'm USED to.
I'm very happy when things run smoothly.
But like everything that's made Chinese (excuse me about this, my opinion) all smooth running operations will have the biggest of bumps. And it takes a long time to overcome.
I've just recovered from the great '05 incident.
I cannot take another one.
I won't.
I absolutely refuse.
Yet, it's hard to shut it out.
And what's even more annoying, is there are some parties living under this hell roof that is able to shut it out and continue to pretend like nothing has happened.
I'd like to know, how do you do it?

"And then I accidently knocked his girlfriend in the head with my balloon"... "You mean your BALL?!"

I got woken up at 12 o'clock by NUT who said 'Let's go to The Curve!'.
I woke up, was getting ready when she replied 'I hurt my foot. Can't walk. Can't go'
So I went to 1Utama alone. I went to 1Utama on my freaking day off.
Visited the shop and I actually put dresses back! ON MY DAY OFF. I was about to sign in and sign out for 5 minutes.

Today was the 37th Bon Odori. Or is it 35th? Who cares when there's Asahi?
Anyway, the moment we landed in Panasonic Sports Centre, I ran towards the Asahi stall and got myself three cans. I felt the thirst quenched immediately.
And then SJ (hereafter referred to as Charlie) and I ate sushi for dinner for abit before purchasing ice cream!
Then as we were meeting up with my sisters, Charlie met up with her friends.. not before saying,
"Lyd, be a good boyfriend and buy me a ballon. I want purple"
I said,
"Dream"
Anyway, I wanted the small yoyo ballons so I bought her her damn huge helium purple balloon.
Her friends were giving me 'Oh, what a good boyfriend' looks.
Figures.
Then we met up with my sisters and one sister departed us.
Charlie went off to meet up with other friends with the friends that think I'm lesbo.
Then, Charlie returned with Rye-Chan, Kar Yee and Fiona.
Anyway, so we all sat around and just mucked before they ran off for their own food. And they returned with balloons of their own. We referred to them as balls. Just so you know. So we had two floating balls (two helium balloons) and three dangling balls (three yoyo balloons)
As soon as they returned my sister and I ran off to dance (Just so you know, in Japanese, Bon means something like going around in circles and Odori means dance). So the dance is done in circles of people.
As I tried leaving the area (we were seated behind the railings) I tried to squeeze through the railings only to be stopped by my huge ass. Damn that ass.
We had a headache. I nearly hit the guys behind me with my fan. They were SO ANNOYING. Honestly.
Another thing, what is WITH THIS KIDS and DRESSING up when coming to a cultural festival? I know I complain every year but NOTHING about Bon Odori says 'Cosplay'. Seriously. SO FREAKING LAME AND ANNOYING.
AND THEN, we returned to the lot of them to continue mucking around.
That's when we camwhored and insulted each other and continued with our damn balls jokes.

After Bon Odori, Charlie, Sister and I went to The Curve for a bit of supper.
And then we returned :)

While eating our ice cream
Asahi and my yoyo balloon
Me and sister
The dangling balls.
Green: Fiona, Black: Rye-chan, White: Mine
The floating balls
Green: Kar Yee, Purple: Charlie
L-R: Kar Yee, Fiona, Rye-chan, Charlie, Me
Rye-chan. Trying to look cool.
Charlie and her damn ball
Fiona avoiding.
Rye-chan and I.
I forced her to take many more pictures after this because I insisted I cannot look darker than her.
Pale is the new tan.
Sneakers and Asahi.
And I WAS sitting like a loon on the floor.
All our shit on the floor.
The view of our "picnic" from the hill behind us.
If, by any chance, you see me in this picture, that's my sister.
I'm the one who took the picture.
By the end of the night, we were red.

Balls under a moon.
How lovely.
I don't even know how the ball thing started.
I think one of us accidently referred to the balloons as balls.

Oh well, we were all high before the Corona and Asahi came along anyway.

The lesbian in Sex and the City Season 2 Episode 6 is named Lydia.

Hilarious.

People are JUST SO RUDE

Seriously, the ONE THING that couples should learn is to NOT kiss in front of somebody who is suffering from serious snogging withdrawal.
I was on my way out of 1Utama when this two people in front of me just wouldn't get their hands AND lips off each other. I KNOW it's lovely to snog and all but can you just not do it in front of ME?
For someone who snogged SO MUCH in one month and then went cold turkey for the next 6 damn months, I am on edge right now and the last thing you want to do is kiss on the DAMN BLOODY escalator because I WILL push you off.

After Jessica and Claireeey went home, I was just in the shop on my own reading the latest Cecilia Ahern book that Claireeey brought to torture me with. I had my feet on the little cabinet behind me and my back to the shop door when I heard the ALL FAMILIAR 'ding dong' of the shop's bell. I whipped my head around and saw what must have been the tallest (and not married) guy to enter the shop since I landed in it. Okay, so Hot Arms was hot too and this guy was not even beating Hot Arms in a mile race but he was tall and definitely charming to make up for the lack of muscle and looks.
Everytime he met my eyes after having picked out a dress to have a look, he'll smile in an apologetic way (even if it wasn't an apologetic smile, I'll take it as one). Good thing he did too because he picked out ALOT of dresses and if he hadn't put them back in order, I might have scowled at him instead of smile.
Then, he FINALLY found THE dress that he was looking for and while he was waiting for me to ring up his change, he started talking to me.
I found out roughly how old he was, where he graduated from and with which degree and even his name. If I was in my flirty mood, I would've asked for his number but alas, who is EVER in a flirty mood when at work?
But you know what was the best part?? For the first time, a guy spoke to me without trying to sound mature and smart and not talking to loud in heavily accented English (I'm speaking from two experiences here).
Which was, in my opinion, the MOST attractive part of this guy. He spoke like a normal human being.

Yesterday, while Claireeey and I were whaling around the shop in silence, I decided to fill the silence by saying the first thing that was on my mind.
Unfortunately, by the time I said it, I realised that my mind was bonkers that day.
I said 'I want a talking caterpillar'.
She just stared at me like I REALLY WAS a whale.
And to make things worse, before I could pull the leash on my mouth, I said 'And a singing panda'.
Like I told my Mum, I do not know what goes on in my brain sometimes.
I swear it's just a carnival everyday.

I have the day off tomorrow *cheers*.
I'm planning on waking up when I wake up and take a drive to 1Utama to actually do some well deserved window shopping. That and I want to take a closer look at that Paris Hilton wallet. Seriously, I might just consider it. Even though I'll kill myself all the time for carrying her name around.
And then around 4-5 PM, I'll be heading out to Shah Alam for the 35th Bon Odori. Lord save me. I'm going to hustled and bustled while trying to get to my Asahi beer.
I swear, I'm going to drink like there's no tomorrow.
Even though I have to drive 3 people home.

Nut, if you're reading this, I wore the pink skull panties today :)
Next time we go out, we're matching our panties, okay? LOL!

Claireeey and I were talking about what we'll do with our second and third pays today.
I mentioned all the things I wanted and she told me to draw up a list.. well, here goes.
-Clinique lipgloss
-Dior lipgloss
-United Color's of Benetton handbag
-Limited Edition Converse sneakers
-Aldo heels
And so far, that's really it.
Also, we have agreed that if after Claireeey buys her laptop and she has some leftover, we're going to celebrate our stint in Jogoya.
We found out that we can only sit there for approximately 3 hours and not the whole night like we planned but we decided that 3 hours is enough time to eat all the lobster they have there.
Oh, and Raymond (or, should I say, Princess Rosemary), you're invited!
COME WITH US FOR JOGOYA.
YOU KNOW YOU WANT TO.

When the going gets tough, the tough... gets SICK?

Opened up the shop at 10 AGAIN.
And no matter how many times I blog about it, it won't change!
Jessica was a little high today. I bet the people at Yippee Cup spiked her lamb chops.
I brought my books to the shop to study thinking that I'll have the morning to myself. Peace and quiet, right? No. Jessica walks in high with her new Coach shoes. Lol?

Anyway, I did manage to study a little.
Came home at three and continued to study till it was time for me to go for guitar.
My teacher wants to lend my gold hoop earrings. Lol?
Then, it was the highway to my doom.
Before the exam, I turned to Shawn-san and said 'Well, see you next Saturday'. This is referring to the incident last exam where we both failed and took the exam again on Saturday. He told me 'I DON'T WANT to come back on Saturday!!'
After the exam was over, he turned around and said,
"So, how was it??"
I replied,
"Like hell resurrected"
He held out his hand for me to shake and said,
"See you on Saturday".
LOL!
Nee On couldn't be there today.. Damn! Or I would've been able to sneak a few of his answers into my paper! LOL! (Just kidding)
All throughout the exam, my stomach was hurting like mad.

This morning, my Dad got onto my case about me 'not liking sport shoes'. It's not that I don't like the comfort it brings, it's just really ugly.
It's big and bulky.
Yuck.
He practically demanded I find a pair and get them or my feet are on their highway to hell right now. I intended to but I find it very hard to walk into sporting stores. It's just SO NOT ME. I swear. I'll probably bring my brother along. He's the one who's all into these kinda stuff.
I love my Converses and THAT'S IT.
My Dad does not agree.

Anyway, my foot would be okay if I stop standing like a pigeon.
I should start doing the penguin stand and lift the pressure off that particular bone and I'll be fine. I was practicing the penguin today but I'm used to the pigeon so it's hard to switch.

Rye-chan told me to download this manga by Kaori Yuki called Camelot Garden.
I asked her what it's about and she says 'This brother and sister'. And BECAUSE it's Kaori Yuki I say, 'INCEST? AGAIN?!' (Angel Sanctuary was also incesty) and she says 'It's Kaori Yuki. Isn't that why we read her stuff?'. Very true.
Anyway, apparently, this incest is a little different from Angel Sanctuary. It's unintended, supposedly. I'll say this to Rye-chan only once so RYE-CHAN LISTEN UP... I DO NOT LIKE INCEST!
And I didn't particularly enjoy Angel Sanctuary.
So there.
She's under this impression that I love reading about incest.
Hello?
I like Ludwig and his boob radar. Fullstop.
Anyway, I've downloaded Camelot Garden and I'm going to read it now. LOL!
[EDIT: Rye-chan is now telling me off for getting my memory mixed up. Apparently, it's the story DIE with incest not Camelot Garden. Sorry Rye-chan. My love is true]

This is dangerous. Natassha messaged me this afternoon and I thought it was Nut.
And she was asking me about Cheer 2008.. which REALLY made me think it was Nut.
Lol! I just realised NOW!

Shoving a tongue into another's mouth is the sign of a horizontal desire.

My Mum actually hauled my ass to a doctor to consult him about the pain in my foot. Seriously. Lol, much? I actually got prescribed MEDICINE for my damn foot! It's quite surprising.
Thank God she didn't do that for my kidney pain. I can't imagine what all these medicine is gonna do to my physical well-being in 10 years time.
Have I mentioned I'm afraid of medicine? I'm afraid of it because I'm afraid of the side effects in the future.
And being one that falls sick easily, it's not good.

Work today was uneventful but annoying.
This ONE family took 1 million years to decide on which ONE dress, out of the five million they've picked out, to buy. When they FINALLY made up their mind, they found another dress that they liked. They spent the next century deciding whether the flowers and the ribbon were sewed on straight.
And then, when they've agreed that there isn't much that is wrong with it, they decide NOT to buy it.
I very nearly spat at them in anger.
But, being the faker and professional bull shitter that I am, I smiled and said 'Thank you very much!' with a smile too.

I've finished another Cecilia Ahern book.
My emotional barrier has been shattered. Thanks, Claireeey, just what I needed while I'm working 6 days a week!! *sarcasm*.
It's good but the imaginary friend book is still the most touching and saddest.
This one was just very frustrating for me. I was crying tears of frustration.
I can't imagine making mistakes and missing opportunities for HALF MY LIFE and ONLY realising that the ONE MAN I LOVE actually LOVES ME BACK. HALF MY LIFE!
*very frustrated*
But, one must also realise that that is JUST a book and real life is not that way. For example..

Book: If you missed three opportunities to let your loved one know you love him, you'll get together at 50 in the most touching of reunions.
Real Life: If you missed the first opportunity, you're screwed.

See? Much difference. Also...

Book: If you announce you're pregnant at 18, your parents take a moment to take it in and then embrace you and tell you they support you.
Real Life: If you announce you're pregnant at 18, your parents will take a moment to take it in before throwing you and your things out.

But besides all that impossibilities, the book was quite enjoyable but I won't ever read it again.
Like Nee On told me on Monday night, "I don't read things like that because I'll get hooked".
Much truth.

We are, we are the saints
We signed our life away
Doesn't matter what you think
We're gonna do it anyway
We are, we are the saints
One day you will confess
And pray to the saints of Los Angeles!
-Saints of Los Angeles, Motley Crue

(very current obsession)

Talking about that song, the intro bass is love.
Nikki Sixx is genius.
He is dating Kat Von D. Oh my Lord.
The tattoo artist.
*slinks back to loving Toshiya*
At least I do not know about his love life.
And Kat Von D is featured in Alkaline Trio's video.
Hahahaha.
It's so funny how most of them are linked in this weird, strange way.

I have work at 10 again tomorrow.
I hope this time round, I'll find a PROPER parking space.

We SS-ed!! :D :D :D
We have a new 10 minute video! And packed into that measly 10 minutes is ME singing Only Love by Trademark, ME attracting unwanted attention into the shop, ME tripping over myself while trying to reenact a Ju-On scene, ME falling out of the curtains after getting myself tangled in it and ME being 'cute'. Also in the video is Claireeey's blood curdling scream after discovering I accidently put the calculator on my unwanted tomatoes.
I'm very embarassing.

Nut came to visit us today :D
She refused to stay with me till 10 PM on account that I did not stay with HER till 10 PM last time she was working.
It's a different story.

You did not stay around to see me frown,
Oh, what a clown!

Excuse that. My brain at work again.

I bought new sneakers today! Converse!
I'm very proud of it.
You can see it in the video.
Which I won't be uploading cause my connection is CRAP!
:)

I was sitting in the shop this morning, contemplating on mortality and how it's so fragile and then it dawned on me that human life is nothing very important. Why is that so, you ask? Let's follow the 'in with the new, out with the old theory'. We use it alot. Throw out the old cellphone buy a new one. It's replacable. Life is pretty much like that. When your time's up, you die. You disappear from earth. And then someone else is born, to replace the missing soul on earth.
Life shouldn't be very important, then, if we are so easily replaced.

And then, I was dwelling in my past. Not the bad things but all the good things. I hate dwelling in the past but I love taking a mental journey to my childhood.
While I was doing so, I remembered the HUGE pink and green dollhouse I once had. I had seen it in the toystore and pretty much told, not asked, my Dad to get it for me. My Mum said I had to earn it by passing with a distinction in my piano exam, which I didn't (I was a few points short of a distinction). Well, I didn't really earn it, so to speak because the next time we went into the shop again (the next Sunday), I was gazing at the dollhouse and my Dad just bought it for me! (spoiled brat alert, I know).
And for a LONG TIME after that, I put my imagination into that house. I made the little people in it real, to me.
And while I was remembering that, it dawned on me that in all my life, I've talked to inanimate objects (i.e my toys) more than I've talked to people. It started off with my Barbie Dolls, then gloworm (a glow worm toy, don't ASK!), then the clown, then Ducky and then Ivan.
And I've always just had ONE toy that was my little baby.
Reading Claireeey's book about the imaginary friend, I suppose I have created imaginary friends for myself over so many years, eventhough I have friends that I love.
Actually, I have imaginary babies but never you mind that.

And THEN, I realised that my fondness for dwelling in my childhood is the ONE reason why I suffer from what they call 'Peter Pan Syndrome'. Which means something along the lines of 'refusal to grow up'. I think I'm afraid of something that's normal. I'm afraid of growing up. I'm afraid of people growing up and growing old. I'm afraid of birth and I'm afraid of death. I want things to stay the way it is now. So when it comes down to it, we go back to the concept of mortality.. and I'm afraid of it.
Why am I afraid of something so normal??

Anyway, if you found all that weird, I admit, it is.
But you have to know, that my kidneys were hurting at that moment and I was not in tiptop physical and mental condition which means it has affected my emotions and so I was not in perfect emotional condition too.
Which sucks.

Jessica came and I said 'Can I go home, please??' and she asked 'Why?' and I said 'My kidneys hurt'. I think she was too startled to say 'No' so she just said 'Okay'.

And I came home and slept till my Mum woke me up because she needed me to send her to pick up the rally car at the workshop (that damn car is ALWAYS in the workshop) and so I sent her. Along the way, Shari messaged me asking 'Where are you?' and I told her I was on my way to PJS1 (which I doubt she knew where) and then we agreed to meet in Asia Cafe cause apparently, she had a breakthrough and it's a surprise.
So, I met her as soon as I could (damn Puchong jam) in Asia Cafe and who else do I see but NUT!! The Nut has landed!!
Shari: I thought you'd figure out that the surprise was Nut
Lyd: I thought about that but I didn't know because Nut said Monday and I wasn't sure if she meant Monday as in Monday, our time, or Monday America time.
Shari: True, true. This IS Nut we're talking about.
Nut: HEY! Sheesh.
Shari: She has the sunglasses tan mark on her face.
Lyd: Yeah.
Shari: She noticed, Nut.
Nut: Sheesh.
And then while sitting there talking, we see Shakeena. We were waving like mad loons.
She came over and we were talking and then I realised that we were keeping her from her (oo-er) boyfriend. So I told her to go back to him.
Nut gave me presents! I got a pink, silver and black pair of underwear! *overshare* and a thong (which she has the pink one.. same thong!) and a black dress which is nice. Shari has strictly forbid me to wear anything BUT a bra inside cause the neckline is VERY low.
Shari has also planned a girls night out for Nut's birthday.
She mentioned male strip club. Count me in. (Yes, apparently, there's one)
And then it was time for Japanese class.
Nee On couldn't come to class due to overtime but he still came over after work and had dinner with me. Had some steak thing. Was good AND cheap. Claireeey, I'll bring you next time.
I disturbed him by telling him about the incesty brother and sister who came into the shop. (You know which, right Claireeey??)

I'm awfully sleepy now *yawn*
After work, went out with my sis and brother to The Curve and then we had sinful delights in TGIF. I had a margarita and the double chocolate fudge brownie. Wow.
And as usual, after drinking alcohol, I get sleepy :) Happy but sleepy.

Today Claire and I were talking when all of sudden two guys walked past carrying really big things..and we just went 'Ooooooh' together. We paused for awhile, stared at each other and just burst out laughing like loons.
We, unfortunately, really DO have the same taste in men.

When I arrived at work today, I found that Claireeey had left her book behind. So I read it to pass time, and I tell you, I was crying my ass off. Claireeey is emo shit, yo. (judging by the books she reads)
I was tearing up like a loon and every customer that walked in was staring at me like I was out of my mind. I pretended I was sick by putting a tissue to my nose and coughing.

Halfway through working, I get a call so I answer,
"Hello?"
The voice over the phone says,
"Eh, Lydia, Jason here!"
I reply,
"Jason? KANG ar?"
Jason says,
"Hahaha, yeah, yeah Kang"
I say,
"What's up?!"
He says,
"Are you working today??"
To which I reply,
"Yeah, I am. Come visit!"
He says,
"Yeah yeah, where is your shop?"
I say,
"In front of Tropicana Life.. come surprise us!"
He says,
"Okay okay. I'm coming to surprise you now"
I reply,
"We'll be shocked"

The whole "I'm coming to surprise you now" is a joke. What happened was when Jason came back from London, Claire told him to visit us at the shop. She said "Come surprise us!" and then she says "Tell us before you come yeah" and so he retorts "Okay okay, I'll tell you when I'm going to surprise you".
So when he entered the shop today, Claire and I were like "OH MY GOD, JASON!! WHEN DID YOU COME BACK!?".
He dyed his hair, and I asked him and he said something like 'Isn't it noticeable?' and I said 'Well, it's not like I knew your hair colour before. Which is true, cause he always had his hair REALLY SHORT, like almost bald, before and I never saw his real hair.
Now, he's sporting a boyband-er haircut. Which is LOL. Though, I think hair suits him better.
He was also sporting skinny jeans. This is from the guy who wore NOTHING but board shorts and flipflops in our foundation year! He would never wear jeans. The only time I saw him in jeans was when we went to Gentings! And it was baggy jeans! (Also from the guy who had a hoodie, a mug, toilet paper, a pair of slippers and sachets of ice lemon tea in his locker for the entire foundation year).
Also, he's fatter now :)
Hah!

Another thing that I have not complained about...

The speeches were HORRIBLE.
The groom wrote a poem. Not to be mean but if my groom wrote a poem for me on my wedding day, I'd divorce him immediately.

My ideal speech would be 'Eat and leave. Good night'.

I have miraculously survived.
I DID sneak out under the pretext of 'it's my friends birthday and she's around so I'm going to wish her', halfway through to save abit of my (in)sanity.
I had to be so sane during the entire dinner, I couldn't save myself anymore.
Also had to make small (nice) talk with all the other 'holy' ones.

#1: Why is it that everybody who dates in church try to keep it a secret?
#2: I don't know. Maybe that's just how it is.
Lyd: *thinks to herself* Suckers.

I had plenty to say to that but I was too busy being a fake nice, sweet girl to open my mouth.

Aunty says,
"Oh my Goodness! You are LYDIA?? You're so grown up already!"
Lyd says,
"Oh. Ha ha ha"
Lyd thinks,
"You might not have noticed but that happens to everybody"

And then, it happened.
I was in the toilet when my old Sunday School mate walks in.
I don't know if she's snobby, but she looks snobby. Makes me wanna punch her face in.
Her Mum talks to my grandma and then turns to me and says,

"Oh, you're Amelia, aren't you?"
I say,
"No, no. I'm Lydia"
She says,
"You look so much LIKE her!:
I say,
"Well, we ARE sisters."
She replies,
"Oh, did you see *******???? She's in front"
I respond,
"Unfor-..Oh yes. I did :)"

And swiftly walked away cause apparently, my grandma didn't wanna stick around for conversation and was already five miles ahead of me.
The point of that being, I very nearly said 'Unfortunately, I did and I wanted to punch her face in'. Sometimes, my brain lags a little and does not fully comprehend the situation and that usually puts me in a tough spot. It makes me say what's on my mind sometimes. Which, Lord knows, I've trained my brain for 10 over years to make it KEEP what's REALLY on my mind and say what I think others wanna hear.

If you're wondering why I look so 'duh'.. it's because my phone was accidently left on video mode and when Jessica tried snapping us, she just took a video of us smiling look loons.
Eventually, we got it right.
I also took a picture of Jessica but I might have returned to the dining hall in pieces if I hadn't deleted it then.

One World Hotel SUCKS.
Or rather, the food and service sucks. Here's why:

-There was a 30 minute interval from the time we finish the first dish till the next dish arrives.
-I may have eaten shark's fin under the false pretext of it being 'fish lips'.
-People at my table were talking about how people eat puppies.
-The waiters were trying to grab a feel of my boobs.
-The Tiramisu was all cream and NO cake.
-The fish came in pieces, drowned in some Thai mango chilli sauce.

The food list said 'Eight Treasures Braised Fish Lips and Dried Scallops'. Thinking fish lips was fine, I drank the soup and thought 'This shit tastes disgustingly familiar'...
And then a man at my table says 'Isn't this SHARK'S FIN?'
I was so surprised I nearly threw up.
I have SWORN OFF ALL food that has ANYTHING shark in it. I cannot believe that I MAY have consumed a shark. I didn't even bother finishing it then. I just left it. I didn't care if it wasn't really shark. The thought of it made me lose my appetite bad.

And then the uncles started talking about how people kidnap puppies for consumption.
HELLO!! People are TRYING TO EAT HERE.
They have absolutely NO consideration for others. Honestly.
And this was after the shark fin fandango.

And then the waiter changes my plate and instead of moving over to change the lady's plate next to me, he simply stretches over. Across my chestly region. Annoyingly too close for comfort. MY comfort that is.
I moved back, looked up, and gave him the mother of all glares.
He never repeated it again.
Until the next waiter came along.
Bloody assholes.
Seriously. Someone should remind them that they are at the CHURCH tables. They should behave themselves! (Even though I have nothing to do with the church)

What was good about the dinner?
The ballroom had EXCELLENT LIGHTING.
Props to their designer.
They have lights that changed colour from blue to purple to pink to red to orange to yellow to green. Very pretty.
In fact, I think half the weird looks that I was getting from the so-called Christians was because I was looking at the ceiling all the time.

The yam-seng session was the crappiest of all.
Everybody raised their wine glasses (filled with orange juice, of course, what did you expect? WINE?) for the toast. So I thought I'd just raise my typical Chinese tea cup.
I raised it really high too. And only said 'ng' instead of 'yam seng'.

I'm am 2 steps away from misery. Oh man.
Some people may not understand why I'm dreading this dinner so much and I can't explain why myself.
I guess I'm not the kind to smile and make small talk like I don't mind being around them.
Lord knows why I seem allergic to them.
Oh well, not like I can bail out now.
I gotta go get ready.
And you know what sucks?? I can't find my skimpy purple dress. So I have no idea what to wear now.
Life really sucks.

I see a red door and I want to paint it black
No colours anymore I want them to turn black
I see a line of cards and they're all painted black

Artists have to DIE to be recognised.

What? You think you Queen B?

Today was yet another sweet day of bossing Claireeey around for the fun of it :)
I love Claireeey.

I am now typing this post with my hair hanging over my face 'The Ring'-style.
Why? I seriously think there is ssomething wrong with my hairline. Honestly. It's stuck in some strange position and won't move. It feels like i have 40 pounds of hardened tar in my hair. And mind you, I've washed my hair. I should know.
Lord knows what the hell is wrong with my hair nowadays. This is on my list of questions to ask God when I meet him (If I ever meet him)

I am dreading tomorrow night.
God!! A CHURCH wedding dinner. CHURCH!!
Seriously! Lord! (No pun intended)
I'm very honestly dreading. And we all know, if I'm accompanying my grandma, I'll be seated at the table with all the aunties. And we all know how the aunties get on my case ALL THE TIME. I'll make sure to wear something that makes my boobs pop. We'll see what they have to say THEN. They most likely have never seen a chest as awesome as mine and will be rendered speechless (HAHAHAHAHAHA)

On the plus side, I actually have tomorrow off :D
I was thinking of going back to 1Utama and take a walk around.
And sales is starting tomorrow!!! It'll be shit to park and walk but it's the only day I have off so I gotta. I still wanna get my Converse shoes. Lol! And I'm looking at the traditional black ones. I don't want no fancy schmancy shoe. I want black sneakers.

Oh my God, Claire. Jessica and I were on the topic of sex.
I seriously DO NOT/HAVE NO IDEA/NO FXCKING CLUE as to how we got there. Honestly. I swear it wasn't my pervy mind playing games with my speech!!
(I mean, we all know I have desires like a man but this had nothing to do with it)
I found it funny. Honestly.
That's how we spent the night after you were gone. Having a heart to heart talk about men, sex and all that.
And the best part is, I'll repeat, it's completely not my fault.

Brother messaged me just now (I'm surprised he has line way out in the boonies).
He said,
"I meant to ask you. Did you boss deduct the 90 in the end?"
I said,
"Not yet. I haven't talked to him yet."
He replied,
"Funny la you"
I said,
"Shut up and sleep, whale"
He retorted,
"Beach."
Thanks.

Went to work today at 10. Shortly after, Jessica walks in and we start to check on the mistake with the stock count that we encountered yesterday.
We couldn't find a single thing wrong with what we wrote but the computer states that we have an extra dress but our cash balance is right.
Jessica, as always when pressured, goes a little crazy and starts to laugh like a loon.
I had to message Claire for help.
Claire came by and believe it or not, only as I was leaving at about 4:30PM did they find the mistake. What?!

I went up to Parkson to get some Clinique for my Mum. I was eyeing the lipglosses on display (as I always do) because the guy was dealing with another customer. He was EXCEPTIONALLY nice. No, really. He reminded me so much of Raymond except Raymond isn't as nice as this guy (I love you, Ray). Anyway, I asked him how are the lipglosses priced and he told me. And since I was already buying something, he gave me a free sample! :D :D And the free sample is actually quite big, yo.
Except, it's brown. I don't wear brown cause I'll look like a mudface.
But I want the pink one. It was really sweet.

Claireeey and I badly need to SS during work.
Seriously.

You know what?
I want Robert Schwartzman to kiss me too!!
I mean, we all know how enjoyable it is to make out, right??
Imagine it with HIM!


Looking at this picture, I wonder what it was like for Candy Darling, knowing that she'll die shortly after. Seriously, I think I'll be so angry at the world to even THINK of having a photoshoot before I go in for a surgery... and knowing that I won't come out alive.
And I think that's what makes this picture so amazing.
You can see it in her eyes...
Candy Darling is probably my favourite of the Warhol Superstars. Not because she's actually a man but because she has an aura about her that just says 'don't fxck with me'. Which is still showing in this picture. She looks like she's staring at death straight in the eye and challenging it.
Thinking of the Superstars, I can't help but think, how amazing it would be if I could live among them at that time. If I could experience what they did and how they lived and partied. Although, most of them died young but sometimes, I think living in the fast lane is most intriguing.
I hope that, when the film about Candy Darling comes out, I'll have the opportunity to watch it. Cause apparently, Jeremiah (her best friend) has put in some never before seen clips of Candy :)
And in my humble opinion (I doubt it's really humble), Candy is probably the most beautiful person I've ever seen. And I'm not talking about physical beauty either. Yeah, she was a bit of a diva (as some say) but I love her presence.