It's been...a year

After an entire freaking year, they finally are releasing it.

Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows: Part 1

Unless its disappointing (which I strongly doubt it would)...the wait for the final part would be arduous.

But honestly, another side of me wished it'd never come...or rather not so soon.

At least there would still be something to look forward to. It's quite sad to suddenly realize after more than a decade, the whole magical journey is finally coming to an end.

And it shouldn't come so soon because...

I need to save money for the tickets.

-.-". Damn expensive can?!

The movie better be good or else I'm slicing the sofas open, hear me Signature (Gold Class)?! And blame Warner Bros if that ever happens.

On a separate note, I'm pretty sure I spotted a white Barn Owl a couple hours back flying briskly across the highway into the wilderness.

In conjunction to the release of Harry Potter? Heard it's bad omen. -.-

But I love owls.

How now, brown cow?

*slaps self*

SHALL. NOT. THINK.

Think. Spells. Chocolate Frogs. Jelly Beans. Weasleys. Hedw...nono that's an owl...

*shakes head*

9 hours approximately till the movie.

While I deliriously anticipate the clock to strike 3.10pm, I shall sleep it off to welcome the epic journey back to Hogwarts. YAY!

And You Thought You Knew...

Picture this:

1) You accidentally slice the tip of your finger with a Kai Knife and salt water/lemon juice splashes on it

2) You're running on the street and your foot lands on a long nail that stabs right through your metatarsus

3) You just had a massive breakup with your partner of like...500 years

Think that hurts? 18 June 2010 just told me that those experiences are peanuts.

THIS...hurts.

All those tears and needle pricking and heat.

Swear you'd ask for an exchange of positions with the little one. At least an adult can speak.

Cute thing is...as long as she doesn't see her left hand with that drip attached, she'll be fine. -.-"

"OKOK...cover with hanky." *stops crying* :S

And she's my niece. Imagine her parents.

So to all you out there reading and thinking of having a kid just cause you're at the age where...you SHOULD have a kid, facepalm yourself till you're awake and think thrice. Only have these cute little things when you're all ready.

NOT BECAUSE "Oh you're 28 d...time to have a kid!"

Double facepalm.

Haijor such an auntie post.

But seriously...damn sedey-fying can? Hmph...

Everyone please pray she can be discharged ASAP.

Thank yous.

On a brighter note, fever's gone. Stay that way please. Ulcers are gone too. *wipes sweat*

Inspired by Peter Alexander.

High waisted harem + Shawl summore. So vintage.

Oh and...the house is turning into a bird park.

Looks like a Quail's...takder penyu...bagi replacement. Ok jugak.

Everyone stock up on the vitamins!

Stay healthy!!!

I Know, Nursery Rhyme Come True and My Twin

Stress is when the only place you can turn to...the only sanctuary...no longer makes u feel at peace.

Stress is you know things are never a fairy tale but still look forward to it just because...you believe that it's gonna be fun.

Stress is...

when the fucking aircond sounds as though there are a million crickets trapped within the ventilator.

So I found the perfect regime to curbing stress.

Excretion.

The Peanutxz Theory says; "The more hampered you feel, the better the stamina."

It was an hour of non-choreographed action. Having all those waste flushed out in a go is...damn ons.

I know that works...for me.

Because to a certain extend, I understand myself.

And I'm sane enough to know what I can or ought not meddle with.

I might not sound convincing in this aspect but...I is bigs. At least my head's big so I guess the brain should be consistently balanced in comparison.

Literally and metaphorically.

So to those that understand the rant that I'm going about here, just let me. I just need the smile and pat on the back. Or if you can maybe a physical hug.

Because this is the emo-phase and everything that is churned out WON'T seem too...free from mental derangement.

Now I know why last week was such a blast.

It's to compensate for this entire week.

PMS LA JUST LET ME BE CAN?!

Thank you.

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Now moving on to a happier note, instead of greeting me with a sleepy but warm Good Morning just earlier today, Daddy said...'Suzie's out looking for food! Quick snap a pic!'

Okay. Sure. Erm...

Suzie who?

Oh yes. My house just turned into a mini National Geographic. Suzie's the cuckoo that decided to build a home in our garden with 2 of its boyfriends.

So, ruffled haired with an eye closed from the beaming sun, I grabbed the camera and a stool then risked my life just for an artistic shot of 2 tiny eggs.

I was pretty sure the 2 bouncers weren't around. Suzie was no where to be seen. No Pterodactyls. No Saber-Tooth Tigers, I mounted the stool and clicked.

Oh wait no, before the clicking, something flew in OUTTA NO WHERE and flapped it wings on my face. I could feel it brushing across my cheeks and there Suzie was. Cock-staring at me. Wings still flapping.

Background song playing: Sing a Song of Sixpence (lyrics - ...when down came a black bird and pecked off her nos...eyes). GAH

So much for an artistic shot. This was accidental.

I AM NEVER GONNA GO NEAR THAT NEST.

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On a second happier note,

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DARLING!

*WET KISS*

The Joy of Being an Adult...You Say

Currently listening to:
Amy Macdonald, A Curious Thing

When I can be materially ignorant and oblivious to certain happenings about the revolving world, certain circumstances that involve people I love can kill me entirely.


Worst when I'm not supposed to be aware of it and...that generally means I have no control and no idea how nature is gonna take its course with things like this.

I'm probably skeptical too because...it's the weekend and I have a pretty much unoccupied mind.

While other days would allow it to roam freely into the finest forests where colourful tea parties are held or having to overlook the sunset sipping fruit tea at the end of the rainbow with the pixies, a couple days of this week have been pretty much a pain to endure especially when the tension drowns in.

Curiosity stinks.

I don't even need to stumble upon the commotion. I don't need to witness it. It's scares me enough.

So all I'm saying is...

You adults ar, got problems settle it face to face can?! Accumulating it for barter system in the near future when the exchange rate increases izzit?! So many times telling you to voice out whenever things are not right. Never learn! Never to hide anything from anyone within the family. Never listen! To talk things out when situation's not good. Never bother!

Now the kids are worried!

Gah.

Waste my time.

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To those that did not get drool over the Bachelors last Friday, check out the video and...try not to scream in the office la okay if you spot anyone *coughs* Shirley *coughs*

It's a bit dark though.

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Day 2:

Suzie

Daddy said the name's...sexy.

O.o

No sign of the eggs or chirping. Unless I shift Suzie I think.

But I believe the bouncers are watching somewhere faraway and will peck my eyes out if I touch it.

General knowledge of the day: Cuckoos usually don't build nests. They live in a clock.

No jokes. Daddy said that.

They're called Brood Parasites.

This I call...Weekend

Currently listening to:

Win a Date With Tad Hamilton OST, Various Artists

Excluding the news I received last night.

Received a text from Evan while I was yamcha-ing after the Bachelor's event.

Zouk was raided.

Why on earth would anyone choose to raid on Labour's day, right after an annual, entertaining and not to mention...healthy event where half the world gather to just unwind after a whole freaking week of work?

No seriously...how do these things work? Like...

How does setting up a roadblock in the morning at 8am when everyone is heading to work or at 8pm where everyone has just left work help in curbing...ANYTHING at all? What are you looking for? Drivers that aren't awake enough to drive to work? Trying to fine an exhausted working class hero as part of your so called OP strategy to minimize road accidents? Then the jam will backlog all the way from KL to Ipoh.

Putting that aside, just what were you also looking for, crashing an initially fun-filled party and conveniently turning it into a spine chilling nightmare for every freaking one?

No, I wasn't there. Lucky enough to have escaped earlier.

But I'm pretty sure most of the ones caught yesterday would have slashed Zouk off their list. And it isn't even the club's fault. So where do you expect us to go? Merdeka Stadium zit...

Go la sapu all the friggin' mamak stalls by the road selling lousy nasi lemak and sotong bakar! KNN.

You're not only ruining nightlife. You're ruining the system.

And you're wondering why we're all spiraling down.

BTW, The Bachelor's event was fun.

WAY TO GO LOH YOOK HWA! OH OH and CLEO!

Pictures up later la. Dunno where they are also...

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Putting the rant aside, which basically has nothing to do with me but freaked me out that some of the friends and ex-colleagues were caught there, the first half of the weekend was fantabulous.

I think the plan to watch Ip Man 2 was made waaaaay before it was even scheduled to be aired. So Linda efficiently made her bookings and we were out by noon. Damn 7 early. Saturday okay excuse moi.

It's a very Wilson Yip movie. Brutal. Fast. Packed with action. Put aside the storyline this time around. You'd probably confuse it for Huo Yuan Jia.

Okay damn lame to say but it's movies like this that unite the Chinese and keeps us grounded (the part about pride could be more subtle though). And so to all the wannabes, take pride of your skin colour. Because...Donnie Yen has it too.

Kidding. XD

It's a 108-minute of pure entertainment. You don't get many people Sammo Hung's size that can still jump 2m off the ground and land without cracking a tile. A sight to behold.

Seriously, anyone who's not watched the first, go get your DVD like NOW and watch it. Then, book the tickets, 2 weeks prior because crazy asses like me will be returning for the second and probably the third time. It's a tough fight for tickets there. RAWR!!!

Went to South Sea for crabs again. Considering the family does not trust my gourmet tongue, I shall indulge with some others that will.

For 2, we had ONE Sri Lankan crab. *falls off chair*

We also had seaweed soup, vege, and Lala. Oh they ran out of yummy Coconut Jelly *le sigh* so we had something else. No idea what it's called anymore but it was good too.

Damage = RM113.

Tomorrow, eat toilet tissue.

Eat off toilet bowl also worth it la dammit.

I wanted to take a picture of the bigger piece to show just how humongous it was. Then ended up eating it and Linda had to eat the smaller. HAHA. Sorry la you slow.

If you're depending on the Peanutxz map, she'd say, head to the Subang airport and go straight down. Follow the hugeass South Sea billboards and you'll reach. If you're going by Garmin, search Southern Sea Restaurant under the Seafood category.

Oh anyone that goes, go check out the toilet. Damn ons. Smells like lemon grass too. SUKA.

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It's been a while since we had a cuckoo in the house.

THE MAMA WENT INTO LABOUR ON LABOUR'S DAY!!! ~ quote Daddy la who else would say lame things liddat.

I wanted to name her. But heck I'd need to name the boyfriends (yes, she has 2 male bouncers to take care of her during her confinement O.o) then the kids...Mafan. I'll just call her Cuckoo and Boyfriend A and B la.

Cuckoo is...incubating her eggs. Flowers all dying but...neh it doesn't matter. Janji the eggs hatch and birds fly well. No more Max around. They should be safe.

Boyfriend dunno A or B setting up the nest.

DAMN KESIAN OKAY. Only 1 leaf/grass at a go...while the Cuckoo waits.

Shall take pictures everyday.

Pictures taken with Mommy's Nikon Coolpix s570.

So much better than the old junk. The hand-me-down descended to me for casual use.

I can draw better than the pictures snapped okay.

Ok movie time. I really need to keep the posts shorter.

And I need to blog about my Ostrich Ride. HAH.