Wednesday, September 27, 2006

My Sacred Stash of Trash

If you know me.
You'll know that I like to indulge in my Trash Mags every so often.
It's like a mental Spa, relaxes & unwinds my tense mind after a long day.
Contrary to popular belief, CLEO is NOT my Bible okay!

My sacred stash of trash.However, I never actually buy these mags. They mysteriously just find their way to me.

If you’ve ever flicked thru a Trash Mag, you will realize why Bimbo’s [with a capital ‘B’] exist!...Trash Mag’s are the Proud Mothers to ALL Bimbos, they gave birth to Bimbos.

Get This…
“Bikiny-fy your bod! Your emergency plan to looking absolutely fabulous!”
“Compatibility Test : Is He Really THE One?”
“STYLE SPY! Steal the hottest trends for this season and be Ultra Trendy!”

But then, they can be quite informative also lah.
I bet you didn’t know that…

  • Nicole Kidman used photorejuvenation to make her freckles disappear
  • Mark from Westlife is gay!
  • Uma Thurman can knit
  • Lindsay Lohan has a crush on Johnny Depp.

It’s actually quite entertaining to read all this crap. Funny even.

And then I wondered to myself, ‘What do the boys read? What’s inside FHM apart from butt cheeks & cleavages?”…Lo and Behold, amidst my sacred stash, I found a CLEO for Men. How coincidental!

Oh look! How clever, they’re disguising it as a HEALTH MAG!

Hmmm...wonder what type of health issue they discuss?



They also know how to diss other less-endowed boys. Poor Hugh Grant. SO white and...ugh.

After reading the Boy version of CLEO, I came to a realization girl trash mags and boy trash mags share alot in common. Brainless & and utter waste of trees. However, I did notice one BIG BIG difference. Girl trash mags don't ask....

Sunday, September 24, 2006

Paul and Mel

Ahhh...another post about people leaving...
Parting sucks. I always have trouble with this area.

Let's just keep it short and simple.

Paul in LSE, I know you're reading this, BE STRONG!
Hahaha...watever that means lah.
I'm so happy for you! Go and explooorrrrreeeeee...
It was nice being your fashion guru, I'm so proud of u!
See! See! That's my boy! Hahaha...


And Mel, good ol' Mel of umpteen years! Thanks for a great holiday.
I'll miss u terribly, since you suck at keeping in touch!!
Awwww....I'm all emo now thinking of you going.
I LOVE U MEL!
Buy me presents the next time you come back! Hahahahahaha...
I love your new haircut btw...

Thursday, September 21, 2006

Today, I received the 'blessed parcel'.
UOL sent the bricks, I mean-books to my doorstep.
Not bad at all!
I was quite excited to see fresh, new glossy covered books.
I mean, who doesn't like new things?
The smell of new pages...mmmm...



I haven't actually started reading them yet. They're just so pretty, nicely stacked there.
I like to look at them, flip the pages. Nice nice...
But I know, soon, I'll be cursing them.
WAH LAU!!


friggin 1019 pages?!!
And that's not counting the bibliography...
No kidding...Fuh
Suddenly, I don't feel so smart anymore.

Tuesday, September 19, 2006

The tragic tale of the Woman who Lazed

Life is beginning to feel very very meaningless
Because I do meaningless, insignificant, useless, fruitless, scum of the earth worm things.
Like, sleep-ing
I sleep so much, I think my family forgot I exist di.

Especially yesterday, I woke up at 11am, and slept again at 1pm.
And no, I'm not depressed!
When I woke up, I felt so useless, so guilty. Oh God, forgive me.
Proverbs 6:9-11
" 9 How long will you lie there, you sluggard? When will you get up from your sleep?

10 A little sleep, a little slumber,
a little folding of the hands to rest-

11 and poverty will come on you like a bandit and scarcity like an armed man."

I really have to get my act together.
That's the whole problem with evening classes.
Contrary to popular belief, I am not very free wan ok....
So please don't ask me out unless it's urgent. I am busy =P
I feel like I have so much on my plate! GAK!
But yet, I sleep my time away.
How cannnnnnn????

Ok, I don't care! My New Blog Entry Resolution is :
Prioritize! Organize! Exercise!
and
Not watch a whole season of Desperate Housewives/24/Friends in one day
and
Wake up before lunch...Yes, I CAN DO IT!



Wednesday, September 13, 2006

My best friend is Twenty One!

A very happy 21st birthday to Stephanie Ting Mei Lee!
I know she's been waiting for this moment for the longest time.
I only wished I could be there with her =(



Twenty One! Surreal....you're an adult!
I know how cliche this sounds, but time flies man!!!
I remember the 'THE SPOON INCIDENT'. Hahahaa. Classic, I shall never forget that! And I remember when you just got your car, the first thing you did was drive to my place. And you said "Hey, my car has your name in it. Ke-LISA. Get it? Get it?" Hahahaha...

Ah, memories last a lifetime. Thank God for a darling like you. I love you babe. Can't wait till you come home.

Happy Birthdaaaayyyy Steph!!~


Tuesday, September 12, 2006

The Ramblings of a Tan

....that's strange.
My clock reads 12:44am on a lovely Wednesday morning
The usual nightbirds are not online! Wonder where everyone went?
I miss my 'gang' lah.
I'm so lonely I'm gonna blog now.

Ever encountered one of those situations when you're driving in your crummy Malaysian made car with the faulty auto-windows...and you are waiting at a traffic light when some young punk whizzes by in a 2-door Mercedes. And you-and the guy in the car next to you turns to kay-poh?

Today, I got to be the object of the kay-pohs' interest. Beause hor, my old man had a mid-life crisis and bought me a spanking new 2-door Mercedes CLK!

Yeah sure. How I wish...
My classmate's car lahh. She's like loaded. We went downtown Kay-Hell to sort our UOL stuff and...hey, I can get used to all that attention! Hahaha...
People's heads literally turn! I'm not kidding.

We live in a country where people are concerned for the welfare of others.
Aaaahh....feel the lurrrve.

I noticed that, people treat you differently when you have a nice ride. The parking attendants are all polite, the car next to you also scared wanna potong...it's different. Terrible, isn't it? I wanna be treated nicely even though I drive a SLK, as in Small Little Kancil? Hahaha...ok, overused joke. I know.

But it was nice lah to tumpang glory. You should smell the leather. Shhhiieeeetttt!~

But- it was short lived.
After that, I took an LRT home cos she lives in Melawati.
My trusty old friend, the LRT. Never fails you...

Sunday, September 10, 2006

Does God want you to be rich??

I read this interesting write up on www.cnn.com Take a minute [or maybe 10!] to read it. And drop your thoughts here. I'd like to know what you think...

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In three of the Gospels, Jesus warns that each of his disciples may have to "deny himself" and even "take up his Cross."

In support of this prediction, he contrasts the fleeting pleasures of today with the promise of eternity: "For what profit is it to a man," he asks, "if he gains the whole world, and loses his own soul?"

Generations of churchgoers have understood that being Christian means being ready to sacrifice. But for a growing number of Christians, the question is better restated, "Why not gain the whole world plus my soul?"

For several decades, a philosophy has been percolating in the 10 million-strong Pentecostal wing of Christianity that seems to turn the Gospels' passage on its head. Certainly, it allows, Christians should keep one eye on heaven. But the new good news is that God doesn't want us to wait.

Known (or vilified) under a variety of names -- Word of Faith, Health and Wealth, Name It and Claim It, Prosperity Theology -- its emphasis is on God's promised generosity in this life. In a nutshell, it suggests that a God who loves you does not want you to be broke.

Its signature verse could be John 10:10: "I have come that they may have life, and that they may have it more abundantly." In a Time poll, 17 percent of Christians surveyed said they considered themselves part of such a movement, while a full 61 percent believed that God wants people to be prosperous.

"Prosperity" first blazed to public attention as the driveshaft in the moneymaking machine that was 1980s televangelism and faded from mainstream view with the Jim Bakker and Jimmy Swaggart scandals.

But now, after some key modifications (which have inspired some to redub it Prosperity Lite), it has not only recovered but is booming.

Of the four biggest megachurches in the country, three -- Joel Osteen's Lakewood in Houston; T.D. Jakes' Potter's House in south Dallas; and Creflo Dollar's World Changers in Atlanta -- are Prosperity or Prosperity Lite pulpits (although Jakes' ministry has many more facets).

While they don't exclusively teach that God's riches want to be in believers' wallets, it is a key part of their doctrine.

And propelled by Osteen's 4 million-selling book, Your Best Life Now, the belief has swept beyond its Pentecostal base into more buttoned-down evangelical churches, and even into congregations in the more liberal Mainline. It is taught in hundreds of non-Pentecostal Bible studies. One Pennsylvania Lutheran pastor even made it the basis for a sermon series for Lent, when Christians usually meditate on why Jesus was having His Worst Life Then.

The movement's renaissance has infuriated a number of prominent pastors, theologians and commentators. Fellow megapastor Rick Warren, whose book The Purpose Driven Life has outsold Osteen's by a ratio of 7 to 1, finds the very basis of Prosperity laughable. "This idea that God wants everybody to be wealthy?" he snorts. "There is a word for that: baloney. It's creating a false idol. You don't measure your self-worth by your net worth. I can show you millions of faithful followers of Christ who live in poverty. Why isn't everyone in the church a millionaire?"

The brickbats -- both theological and practical (who really gets rich from this?) --come especially thick from Evangelicals like Warren. Evangelicalism is more prominent and influential than ever before. Yet the movement, which has never had a robust theology of money, finds an aggressive philosophy advancing within its ranks that many of its leaders regard as simplistic, possibly heretical and certainly embarrassing.

Prosperity's defenders claim to be able to match their critics chapter and verse. They caution against broad-brushing a wide spectrum that ranges from pastors who crassly solicit sky's-the-limit financial offerings from their congregations to those whose services tend more toward God-fueled self-help.

Advocates note Prosperity's racial diversity -- a welcome exception to the American norm -- and point out that some Prosperity churches engage in significant charity. And they see in it a happy corrective for Christians who are more used to being chastened for their sins than celebrated as God's children.

"Who would want to get in on something where you're miserable, poor, broke and ugly and you just have to muddle through until you get to heaven?" asks Joyce Meyer, a popular television preacher and author often lumped in the Prosperity Lite camp. "I believe God wants to give us nice things."

If nothing else, Meyer and other new-breed preachers broach a neglected topic that should really be a staple of Sunday messages: Does God want you to be rich?

Wednesday, September 06, 2006

Diaries of a Piano Teacher who Tries

…after being asked to repeat a song that he dislikes, Idz-being the cheeky boy that he is asked “ Teacher, can I go to heaven after I play this song?”
“Why?” I replied, wondering if this is another one of his who-is-God-questions.
“I want to go to heaven. Because I’m in hell now…”
It took awhile to register…

“I hate his song! I don’t wanna play it.”
“ Pleeeaaassseeeee…I’m so stressed now”
“ I have a headache.”
“My hand is sleeping”
…starts singing Queen’s ‘We are the Champions’…
“Idz, if you don’t practice, you’re gonna be singing we are the losers soon enough!”
….starts singing ‘We are the losers…’
Sigh…this is what happens when you try to not to be The Piano Teacher From Hell.


Idz-He’s nine. Look at his cheeks!


Tuesday, September 05, 2006

I have AIDS...you can hug me, it's okay...


Read The Star 5sep '06 and you will find a piece of very disturbing news. A HIV positive woman in India had to abort her own child because hospital stall refused to touch her for fear of being transmitted with AIDS.

She says "They had no sympathy for me as I had to pull out the foetus with my hands and clean myself as health workers guided me from a distance. They read about my HIV status and threw medicines from a distance"
When I read it, I was outraged more than anything else. Hospital staff, Doctors? Nurses? Aren't they the supposedly well educated group who know very well how HIV transfers? How can anything like that still be happening in this day and age? We're building skyscrapers and fancy schmancy gadgets when in our backyard, all this is taking place? It's ridiculous. And that's India. I can tell you that this stigma continues to surround Malaysians.
When I was in Cambodia, I remember meeting this one lady, Veesna. She has 2 young sons of her own. She works for an NGO and barely earns a living. But I'll never forget her, because Veesna and her husband took it upon themselves to adopt a HIV positive girl who was abandoned by her parents. Veesna might not be as educated as most people, and she might not know how AIDS spread. But she sure knows that AIDS kill...you may say it is out of her ignorance. But Veesna loves that child just as her own. I saw them hugging and playing together. That sight really pierced my heart. How many of us can love like that?
Now, let's have a HIV crash course with Lisa.
Seven ways you will NOT be infected with HIV:
  • Being bitten by a mosquito or other bugs, being bitten by an animal.
  • Eating food handled, prepared or served by somebody who is HIV positive.
  • Sharing toilets, telephones or clothing.
  • Sharing forks, spoons, knives, or drinking glasses.
  • Touching, hugging or kissing a person who is HIV positive.
  • Attending school, church, restaurants, shopping malls or other public places where there are HIV-positive people.
  • HIV cannot be transmitted though urine, feces, vomit, or sweat. It is present, but only in negligible quantities, in tears and blister fluid. It is present in minute amounts in saliva in a very small number of people.

So lets not be ignorant and stupid. Lets be a little more smart...

Saturday, September 02, 2006

I was shopping in Kedai Runcit Soh that day. And I saw this....

It's a fast paced world we live in....