I got tagged by midnite lily. Here's my wish for my perfect man. Haha... is there such a thing as a perfect man???
The tagged victim has to come up with 8 different points of their perfect lover/partner. Need to mention the sex of the target. Tag 8 victims to join this game and leave a comment on their comments saying they've been tagged. if tagged the 2nd time, there's no need to post again.
Target of perfect partner: Male
You know there has been some who thought I was a guy. I ask you, is the name seaDeviLYN that of a guy?! Sheesh...
My perfect-partner is:
1. Mentally and physically stimulating to me
2. one who shares my love for scuba diving
3. one who understands if not share my love for animals
4. Huggable at all hours
5. Must be wearable during day light hours as well as night time
6. Will never betray me
7. Make me laugh whenever
8. Love my family and friends like I do
So that's just a summary of my wish for my perfect partner...
Sunday, January 29, 2006
Friday, January 27, 2006
Happy Chinese New Woof woof Year!
What is it about blogging in airports that I find so fascinating? Weird I know. With me the novelty never seems to wear off. Yeah, I'm at KLIA waiting to board my flight back to KB for the Chinese New Year break. As usual, I came early to avoid the crush and to blog. Might as well right?
I have about an hour to spare and I managed to check-in at KL Sentral and took the KLIA Express here. All that took 30 minutes give or take. Yeap, it's way faster than driving your ass or someone else's ass for that matter to KLIA and less stressed. Almost had another lock crisis, except this time I was so frustrated that I bang the lock on the check-in counter and it unjammed itself! Miracle. Just hope the baggage crew didn't see that, else I'll be going back with a few missing items.. Touch wood!
Plus, I know that this flight is gonna be painful, coz I'm still sick and stuffed. Lord... help me. I've been sick for the past 5 days and my antibiotic treatment ended yesterday and yet I'm still very sick. Whatever meds the stooopid doc gave me wasn't strong enough. The frustrating thing is that I have been very good in taking my meds and careful not to eat anything that might make it worse and sleeping enough and YET I'm worse. Crap! There goes my CNY enjoyment. Plus we are suppose to go to the beach later on this week. I need to get well! I've been craving the sun, sea and sand for SO long and now that I'm going again, this has to happen? Total blech!
Honestly work was SLOW today. Everyone's either gone or in a holiday mood and not willing to work much. I called a few editors to clarify a few things and my head got snapped off by one with a "Sharon, I'm on leave today. Can you just leave this for AFTER the Chinese New Year break??" I was like, Holy Shit! I just riled the Editor of the Star. *sigh* How was I to know he was on leave? I'm not on leave and it is still a working day. Anyway, the general mood in the office was pretty much sluggish. Everyone was just waiting for Time to reach Clock-Out. Haha.
KLIA is packed! Arrival hall more than the departure hall. The arrival hall is packed with Malays. You will see a sea of tudung and topiah - an important flight from Saudi Arabia must be arriving. It's always like this in Kelantan, when Kelantanese are returing from the Haj, the entire kampung will turn out at the small (but spanking new) airport to greet just one friend, relatives, neighbour, fellow kampung member or whatever. One of the reasons why I hate it when I am on such flights. I hope this flight is not such a flight. If not, chiaklak man...
I have about an hour to spare and I managed to check-in at KL Sentral and took the KLIA Express here. All that took 30 minutes give or take. Yeap, it's way faster than driving your ass or someone else's ass for that matter to KLIA and less stressed. Almost had another lock crisis, except this time I was so frustrated that I bang the lock on the check-in counter and it unjammed itself! Miracle. Just hope the baggage crew didn't see that, else I'll be going back with a few missing items.. Touch wood!
Plus, I know that this flight is gonna be painful, coz I'm still sick and stuffed. Lord... help me. I've been sick for the past 5 days and my antibiotic treatment ended yesterday and yet I'm still very sick. Whatever meds the stooopid doc gave me wasn't strong enough. The frustrating thing is that I have been very good in taking my meds and careful not to eat anything that might make it worse and sleeping enough and YET I'm worse. Crap! There goes my CNY enjoyment. Plus we are suppose to go to the beach later on this week. I need to get well! I've been craving the sun, sea and sand for SO long and now that I'm going again, this has to happen? Total blech!
Honestly work was SLOW today. Everyone's either gone or in a holiday mood and not willing to work much. I called a few editors to clarify a few things and my head got snapped off by one with a "Sharon, I'm on leave today. Can you just leave this for AFTER the Chinese New Year break??" I was like, Holy Shit! I just riled the Editor of the Star. *sigh* How was I to know he was on leave? I'm not on leave and it is still a working day. Anyway, the general mood in the office was pretty much sluggish. Everyone was just waiting for Time to reach Clock-Out. Haha.
KLIA is packed! Arrival hall more than the departure hall. The arrival hall is packed with Malays. You will see a sea of tudung and topiah - an important flight from Saudi Arabia must be arriving. It's always like this in Kelantan, when Kelantanese are returing from the Haj, the entire kampung will turn out at the small (but spanking new) airport to greet just one friend, relatives, neighbour, fellow kampung member or whatever. One of the reasons why I hate it when I am on such flights. I hope this flight is not such a flight. If not, chiaklak man...
Wednesday, January 25, 2006
Danced 'till I dropped
The weekend was one party after another and needless to say I had a fantastic time dancing my shoes down to their soles. ^_^ It's been ages since I last dance my heart out like that. Friday night saw me at Planet Hollywood for the Ratu concert but this is for work. Nokia was presenting phones to the Ratu singers and they invited me to come along to see and discuss possible PR spin offs. After the concert, I went over to The Loft, at the Asian Heritage Row, to listen to Darryl B spin. Managed to get in without paying for cover charge - Darryl sorted me out at the door since I was very late. Estella met me later. After downing a drink to get our motors running, we took to the dance floor and to hell with everyone. Danced until Darryl stopped spining, until they closed the club. Haha, what can I say, I love dancing and I love music.
And on Saturday night, it was the Guiness Black party at Zouk. I went early as I wanted to clear the guestlist. But I was pretty pissed that my friends were late (knowing they were on the guestlist) and one decided not too come, because he didn't feel like it. I know they can't help it but still... anyway, by the time they came it was passed midnight and the counter was closed - they couldn't get in unless they pay. So, they couldn't go in and I would not abandon them. In the end, we went to The Loft since it was free entry and ended having a hell of a great time.
So it was just Estella, Zona & me on the stage in The Loft, dancing to good music. We three can always dance anywhere, anytime, it is the one thing that we enjoy and have in common I guess. One thing I didn't see coming though, was the fact that I got hit on so many times that I actually wondered if there were some kind of women shortage in the club or something. Then one Indian man tapped on my thigh and said Hi to me. He acted like he knew me, but the place was dark and he being Indian and dark, made it hard for me to recognise who he was, and I couldn't make out his features. He was shouting him name at me and I leaned down to listen better. He pulled my head down to his level and said his name, and I almost got my wind knocked out of me when I realised it was Siva. It's been almost two years since we last saw each other. We dated for a while but... Anyway, I continued dancing and basically ignored him and finally he went off. *sigh* Yeah, still feel a little something there.
We danced until our feet were numb. Well, mine was. =P And the dancing proved to me that the blue suede shoes I had on that night is worth buying a second pair. One it lasts, and two the blue suede matches my blue suede handbag. Hee hee.
The next day, I fell sick. I'd worn myself out with the late nights and expenditure vast amount of energy. Was on MC for two days and now I'm back to work. Woozy...
And on Saturday night, it was the Guiness Black party at Zouk. I went early as I wanted to clear the guestlist. But I was pretty pissed that my friends were late (knowing they were on the guestlist) and one decided not too come, because he didn't feel like it. I know they can't help it but still... anyway, by the time they came it was passed midnight and the counter was closed - they couldn't get in unless they pay. So, they couldn't go in and I would not abandon them. In the end, we went to The Loft since it was free entry and ended having a hell of a great time.
So it was just Estella, Zona & me on the stage in The Loft, dancing to good music. We three can always dance anywhere, anytime, it is the one thing that we enjoy and have in common I guess. One thing I didn't see coming though, was the fact that I got hit on so many times that I actually wondered if there were some kind of women shortage in the club or something. Then one Indian man tapped on my thigh and said Hi to me. He acted like he knew me, but the place was dark and he being Indian and dark, made it hard for me to recognise who he was, and I couldn't make out his features. He was shouting him name at me and I leaned down to listen better. He pulled my head down to his level and said his name, and I almost got my wind knocked out of me when I realised it was Siva. It's been almost two years since we last saw each other. We dated for a while but... Anyway, I continued dancing and basically ignored him and finally he went off. *sigh* Yeah, still feel a little something there.
We danced until our feet were numb. Well, mine was. =P And the dancing proved to me that the blue suede shoes I had on that night is worth buying a second pair. One it lasts, and two the blue suede matches my blue suede handbag. Hee hee.
The next day, I fell sick. I'd worn myself out with the late nights and expenditure vast amount of energy. Was on MC for two days and now I'm back to work. Woozy...
Thursday, January 19, 2006
Reminded
Managed to catch up with Juan last night at Sportz Bar. I was happy that he could make time to come down for a drink, as it has been ages since I last talked to him. Miss the talking.
Actually how this meet up came about is pretty funny but long story short: There's this ex-colleague, we will call her Emily, who really has the hots for Juan, but he's not tempted (or so he says). She called me up to meet up and led me to believe that she's been in touch with said-target and that we all should meet up. I thought it was a great idea to have more drinking buddies and plus I've not seen both of them in ages, I said Okay.
Later, I found out that it was not the case and I just realised that I've just been used! Used as a steeping stone to get to Juan! What the fuck, man... Hai... Anyway, Emily left after she notice Juan wasn't paying her much attention, poor girl. So Juan and I stayed a little longer to catch up properly. Swapping stories and problems, and trading gossips, it was a nice evening to be able to spend time out of our busy schedule to just catch up.
It was really nice to talk to him again. As stressed and downed I've been lately about my life, I'm reminded again that I still have a close friend in Juan. For that I'm thankful. =)
Actually how this meet up came about is pretty funny but long story short: There's this ex-colleague, we will call her Emily, who really has the hots for Juan, but he's not tempted (or so he says). She called me up to meet up and led me to believe that she's been in touch with said-target and that we all should meet up. I thought it was a great idea to have more drinking buddies and plus I've not seen both of them in ages, I said Okay.
Later, I found out that it was not the case and I just realised that I've just been used! Used as a steeping stone to get to Juan! What the fuck, man... Hai... Anyway, Emily left after she notice Juan wasn't paying her much attention, poor girl. So Juan and I stayed a little longer to catch up properly. Swapping stories and problems, and trading gossips, it was a nice evening to be able to spend time out of our busy schedule to just catch up.
It was really nice to talk to him again. As stressed and downed I've been lately about my life, I'm reminded again that I still have a close friend in Juan. For that I'm thankful. =)
Wednesday, January 11, 2006
Sunday, January 08, 2006
What is it that makes women lose their heads?
Sometimes I really wonder what is it that makes us women lose our heads when it comes to men? Or rather men they are dating / in love & lust with... Why is it that we cannot think straight when we are around these candidates? Most times, we don't even need to be around them to lose our heads; all they need to do is send a guided missile in the form of smses or emails, and BOOM, our emotions skyrockets! We could be happy, quivering with joy and excitement, annoyed, irritated, jealous, angry, hurt, repressed anger bursting forth in your friends faces, and then sadness and depression. The range of emotions evoked is very exhausting.
But then it's called Living Life. I guess we are all living life then, one way or another, be it sad or otherwise...
Should get back to work and stop moping. Yeah... I should...
But then it's called Living Life. I guess we are all living life then, one way or another, be it sad or otherwise...
Should get back to work and stop moping. Yeah... I should...
Monday, January 02, 2006
Paddling furiously into the new year... without oars or a boat
Bleh, didn't go white water rafting. But did have a fun night out with friends at the National Press Club on the eve of New Year's eve... it was like a blogger's community what with the list of poeple who came are all from TV's messenger list! Haha. Of course there were journos too and one particular one was so drunk that he was really, really enjoying himself. Good for him! Unlike me, who was sober the WHOLE night coz I couldn't drink anything alcoholic. Why, you ask? Well, in my anticipation for the white water rafting trip and knowing that my period was due on the same day... yeap, I took pills to stay the floodgates. ARGH! Then when I ended up not going on this trip because one by one, my friends pulled out, as Tom had to cancel his plans because his dad was admited into the hospital, until there were just me, Estella and Midnitelily left in the original 9! WTF man... and we are girls and we were willing to go even without Tom! Blech.
Well, anyway, even without alcohol, I managed to enjoy myself as there were good company. God knows what I would have done, if I was bored and sober. Take up chain-smoking maybe. I was bored initially, but then when the group started drinking and throwing back vodka *ahem ahem, you now who you are*, things got really interesting. We had porno stuff like a lip-lock, chair humpings, lewd self-touching, and lewd others touching. Haha. We had dancing lessons from a guy who is a Senior Manager at a resort by day who moonlights as a dance instructor by night. We had rock music that got everyone's hips swaying, and we had snacks to fuel us for more serious fun. Finally fell into bed at 7am. Felt so tired. I'm getting old.
So you can understand why I'm still pissed about this. Firstly, I put myself into a freakin' state of hormonal imbalance AND I denied myself alcohol on a New Year's eve EVE celebration with friends! Such sacrifices and I didn't get to go white water rafting. *STOMP STOMP STAMP STAMP JUMP JUMP SCREAM* ARGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
Ok, ranting and throwing fit session over.
So, today, we had to do a major house cleaning session as my new fridge will be coming in later on this weekend and we SERIOUSLY had to throw out a lot of stuff to make way for the new tank. And Omigawd, the things we unearthed... eewwwwwwWWWW! We are talking serious shit here... dead lizards, cockroaches spilling out of boxes, tons of lizard shit behind cupboads, and lots and lots of asthma-inducing dust. It was like opening Pandora's Box, where all the ills of the world came crawling out. @_@
We managed to only clean half. Will be doing the next half this Sat. *sigh* wonder what else we are gonna find...
THEN, when we threw all the junk and garbage out (read: Packed, tied NEATLY into plastic bags and propped and stacked against the fence), my NEIGHBOUR came and RUMMAGED through the piles! She started pulling everything out in her quest to look for god knows what! My sister yelled and quickly went out to stop her. She says she's just looking for "Watson plastic bags" the faker. In the end, my sister made as though to come out when she started making a mess, she quickly said, "See, no mess, just looking for Watson plastic bags... no mess..." And she quickly stuffed everything back and hurried off. Maybe she's really poor and she needs to do this. But we think that maybe she could be missing a few nuts up there. *tap tap* Lord,now we know why our garbage is always torn up and thrown about some days. We thought it was the dogs. Now we know.
Well, anyway, even without alcohol, I managed to enjoy myself as there were good company. God knows what I would have done, if I was bored and sober. Take up chain-smoking maybe. I was bored initially, but then when the group started drinking and throwing back vodka *ahem ahem, you now who you are*, things got really interesting. We had porno stuff like a lip-lock, chair humpings, lewd self-touching, and lewd others touching. Haha. We had dancing lessons from a guy who is a Senior Manager at a resort by day who moonlights as a dance instructor by night. We had rock music that got everyone's hips swaying, and we had snacks to fuel us for more serious fun. Finally fell into bed at 7am. Felt so tired. I'm getting old.
So you can understand why I'm still pissed about this. Firstly, I put myself into a freakin' state of hormonal imbalance AND I denied myself alcohol on a New Year's eve EVE celebration with friends! Such sacrifices and I didn't get to go white water rafting. *STOMP STOMP STAMP STAMP JUMP JUMP SCREAM* ARGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
Ok, ranting and throwing fit session over.
So, today, we had to do a major house cleaning session as my new fridge will be coming in later on this weekend and we SERIOUSLY had to throw out a lot of stuff to make way for the new tank. And Omigawd, the things we unearthed... eewwwwwwWWWW! We are talking serious shit here... dead lizards, cockroaches spilling out of boxes, tons of lizard shit behind cupboads, and lots and lots of asthma-inducing dust. It was like opening Pandora's Box, where all the ills of the world came crawling out. @_@
We managed to only clean half. Will be doing the next half this Sat. *sigh* wonder what else we are gonna find...
THEN, when we threw all the junk and garbage out (read: Packed, tied NEATLY into plastic bags and propped and stacked against the fence), my NEIGHBOUR came and RUMMAGED through the piles! She started pulling everything out in her quest to look for god knows what! My sister yelled and quickly went out to stop her. She says she's just looking for "Watson plastic bags" the faker. In the end, my sister made as though to come out when she started making a mess, she quickly said, "See, no mess, just looking for Watson plastic bags... no mess..." And she quickly stuffed everything back and hurried off. Maybe she's really poor and she needs to do this. But we think that maybe she could be missing a few nuts up there. *tap tap* Lord,now we know why our garbage is always torn up and thrown about some days. We thought it was the dogs. Now we know.