Sports for life (KAHKAH)

Beach Feista 2009 @ Tanjong Beach, Sentosa.

I love every scorching second of it!!




All thanks to a really wonderful bunch of people
:')

Will blog about the fun in the sun soooooooooooooooooon ~~~~

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Oh yawn...

I found this nestled in the shelves of junkies in the school bookshop.



Tronkeeee! crunchy outside inchimo inside outside inchimo... tronkeeeee!
At least that's how I remembered the ad song for Tronky went, no?

Oh nostalgia, nostalgia.

I remembered how I devoured these 6 at a time when I was in primary school.
Now maybe 1/6th of a stick and that's all.
Mau jaga badan beb.
(Ok Yusnizar and Yasmin, come throw slipper at my face)

Oh oh! I saw this while on the way home.



Ok. They really look sweeter in real life.
This one looks like as though the ah pek is dragging his wife.
Was snapping away trying to get the cutest angle possible when the ah pek turned to see what the hell is that ke-chiiiik ke-chiiiiik sound at his back.

In 40 years time you'll see me and Yus walking hand-in-hand and feeding each other fries at McDonalds with psycho youths like me snapping our pictures away behind our backs to feed their blogs. You'll see.
(Chey macam mana punya sweet aje sampai orang nak amek gambar dia)

Sucha lazy day today. My mind's adrift like a helium balloon up up in the scorching sky. Feel like cozying up in bed with McVites Milk Chocolate Digestive Biscuits, a nice romantic book and a nice warm cuddle with Wally, while Sarah McLachlan's Angel serenades...

In the arms of an angel
Fly away from here
From this dark cold hotel room
And the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage
Of your silent reverie
You're in the arms of the angel
May you find some comfort there

Hmmm... macam setting untuk nak mati pulak.
Chet.....

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What makes a man MY Man

I like initiative in a man.

Because then he will go through all the trouble to understand implicatures in his woman's words and actions.
Like how she means Yes when she says No.
Like how she just wants a hug when she pushes everyone away.

Yes, she is complex.
But that statement is just overrated.
She is not so hard to understand, if only he notices, listens, and remembers.

With initiative, he will follow through his promise of always being there for her.
A promise which every man makes when in courting.
But a promise which only rings hollowness as years roll on by.

Rain or hail, exhausted or half-dead, he will be there if she needs him to be.
Fetching her home eventhough she is half a country away;
Eventhough he himself is drugged with exhaustion;
Eventhough it is already 12 a.m. and he has to wake up early for work.

Or.

Waking up in the wee hours of the morning on a weekend and driving all the way to the farthest end of the country to where she is, just so that he can pass her tickets for an airshow which she has forgotten to bring.


My man does not need the skill of a wordsmith to crave beautiful poems or flatteries.
Words are sweet nothings when actions don't accompany.

My man will have the spirit of Brian McKnight's Back At One:
If ever he believes his work of proving how much he loves me is done, he would start all over again... back at one.



And I'm blessed to have a man like that .
:)

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Rocketdock my desktop, please!

One of my pet peeves is looking at my computer desktop and find folders, files and shortcuts in an chaotic mess.
Eventhough my laptop has an auto-align function that keeps the items in columns and rows, it still irks me to see so many darn things littering the desktop. Slows down your system too.




Ok I know this does not look like a chaotic mess to you but isn't it annoying to see the many files and folders cluttering the desktop?

Why don't put the files in folders, you say?
Well alright.



THIS IS STILL A CHAOTIC MESS TO ME.

And anyway, isn't it boring to see your items aligned in boring columns and rows...

Why don't I fashion them in patterns then, you say?
Okie-dokie.



NO NO. CHAOTIC MESS.


Now, let's disregard all those boring arrangements and create the desktop from looking like those above to this:




CANTIK KAN? Simplicity is beauty, I tell you.


All my files and folders are neatly tucked away in that little horizontal space, thanx to a FREE desktop-tidy application called ROCKETDOCK.


It's really cool because it has some functions of a Mac interface where you can align it top/bottom/left/rightside of your desktop, where the icons pop-up when you mouse-over and if you're really into keeping your desktop minimal, you can autohide the RocketDock bar.





You can also download more FREE Rocketdock features from the main website to personalise your Rocketdock. You can change the look of icons, for example, by downloading Icon packs from ICONS DOWNLOAD and simply adding them into your RocketDock settings.





One example of an Icon pack. The designs are polished and real cute, eyh! I spent half an hour just trying to decide on my icon pack.





If you're not happy with one of the designs for one of the icons, you can also download a singular icon and add it in. Best part is, it doesn't matter what icon you want to choose for a file or folder. So even if you want your Word.doc to be a penguin icon instead of the normal paper with W on it, so be it!


There are other cool applications such as RocketDock's DOCKLET where you can download more add-ons, such as clock and calendar for your toolbar, and also a stack effect where you can see the contents of your folder spring up in a stack when you right click.





Super cool effects!




But read the installation manual carefully or it might not work. I'll get these when I have more free time on my hands heh..



There are more features available for download if you care to browse through the website.

Oh one important thing you hafta note. RocketDock is an application where you create shortcut paths. So you cannot delete the original folders. Instead, chuck them somewhere, say, Documents, then create a path association from there. If you rename or move the file to another place, make sure to relink the path.


Other than that, RocketDock is pretty straightforward to use. If a hopeless noob like me can manage, anyone else can, don't worry.

Now isn't this application neat!

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N85!

Say goodbye to disgusting mouldy phone, and helo helo to my new N85!





Sorry no picture. Just say helo helo.





I know N85 is not a big deal anymore what with y'all's E series, N90 series, Ipod, Dopod, Blackberry, Blueberry, Strawberry and other whatever newer and hi-tech-er kinds...

But this phone is like a god-send as compared to what I've had for the past 2 months.
And for the record, touchscreen is mega annoying.


Thank you, sweetest boyfriend on Earth, for this generous gift.

People, I say GIFT because he wanted to buy for me out of his own good will ok. I'm not as evil as I make myself out to be.
And please disregard the rather brattish imperative in the previous previous blog post where I demanded for a new phone from the boyfriend. I hold no meaning to that, and if perchance the bf took it seriously, well then, I'm sorry, darling, I was just kidding!

But since you take jokes to heart, how about this joke?:
I want NEED a white Volkswagen Beetle.

Teehee teehee (hopeful laughter)

But I am also curious, sweetest boyfriend on Earth... Why didn't you bring me along when you were buying a hp for me? Were you terrified by the choices which I considered when we went window shopping the other day? Teehee!

Nevertheless, I'm more than contented with this, worry you not *assumes role of sweetest girlfriend on Earth*

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As a pledge to protect this phone from the many mishaps my ex-phones experienced, I have decided to condom-ify it with silicon casing which makes my phone now 99% scratch-and-shock-proof...



Even if it meant making my phone look cheap, dull and so not N85.

I've also pledged NOT to regard this phone as an extra limb so that I will not bring it along to the toilet, where the lives of 2 of my ex-hps were known to have tragically ended.

And finally!



I can use this lovely bling-bling name keychain my parents bought for me. They bought it at Sabah as a souvenir. Hehe. How adorable.
Imagine this on my old phone.
What an insult it would've been.




Ok now I know I don't have anymore excuses to not reply to your smses.. Heheh!
Fret not! I excited! I want to sms many-many!

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Excuse me, miss, but have you seen my brain?

Because I always so semangat until want to put pictures for all of my posts even if the picture is irrelevant, I went to google-image 'Runaway brain'. Want to find a picture that is so-called relevant to post's title lah...
You know...like a cartoon brain with legs running away from the body.. something like that?

Didn't expect to get this though.




I always knew there was something evil about Mickey Mouse.
Besides it being a kelakar seram communist's humour (Mickey Mao?).

Runaway Brain is a short clip about how Mickey's brain was switched with that of a monster's and so Mickey became evil for awhile.
But what an excuse. Four-fingered Mickey has always been evil.

Goofy should be the Disney mascot.


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K back to present matter (brain matter... get it get it?)



(Ah... baru betul.. tak perfect.. tapi at least it's a brain with legs and sports shoes some more... good. good.)


I don't know where I leave my brains sometimes.

Some days I find myself entering the toilet and wondering what is it that I'm supposed to do.

Some days I will walk to and fro to the kitchen. Just to and fro. Don't know for what.

Some days I will search high and low for my spectacles, get highly irritated and curse the whole planet, when I'm wearing it all the while.

Some days my mind would suddenly go blank, ala Patrick Star when asked How are you.



(THE HORRORS GOOGLE-IMAGE PRODUCE!! First image some more. Chet.)



(TAK PERFECT TAPI AT LEAST IT'S NOT SUMPAH HORRENDOUS)

And in recent days, I find that I love being alone. I would just wander around by myself, letting my thoughts float around me. Ala harmless vegetarian zombie.

I read a mood-decoder from Goldinuniverse.com and he (this Goldin guy) said that I currently want to be left alone. But first you have to choose colours according to which colour you 'harmonise' with the most. And then the colour sequence you choose will apparently reveal what mood you're in.

It's weird how these mind-reading bogus are accurate sometimes.
If you talk about coincidence, it's rate is freakishly high. Or maybe it's because these things have this effect of making you want to believe even if you try hard not to.

But I cannot say I reallt want to be left alone and hide under some rock. What about those times when I desperately need him to be by my side.

Oh Goldinuniverse says that to pull through, I need the comforts of a very close loved one.
Hmm.

No, no. coincidence, coincidence.

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And I forgot what's the purpose of this entry
Oh this is so annoying.






Ok lah. Bye.

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The decaying phone

I NEED a new phone.
And I am not saying this like a spoilt consumeristic brat.

I swear, I NEED a new phone.

This is the reason why:




CAN ANYONE TELL ME WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?
NO??

Well then let me tell you what it is.



THAT is a century's worth of slime on a forgotten ship that has sunk into the murky depths of an octopus' lair.

THAT is the little tufts of hair you find on a twenty-year-old bread.



THAT is what you find on a toad which wishes to grow a goatee like Brad Pitt.

THAT is what you find on a whale's teeth.



AND WHAT THE HELL IS IT DOING IN MY PHONE TO BE SPECIFIC BEHIND THE KEYPADS TO BE MORE SPECIFIC NEAR THE SPEAKER WHERE I PUT MY MOUTH ??!!

OH GOD I'M GOING TO DIE OF BACTERIAL INFECTION BECAUSE BACTERIAL SPORES HAVE ENTERED MY MOUTH ??!!

IT MUST BE WELL INTO MY SYSTEM BY NOW AND MY INTESTINES ARE PROLLY GROWING LITTLE TINY BACTERIAL HAIRS OH GOD THAT'S WHY I'VE BEEN HAVING STOMACH CRAMPS ??!!
(no! it is not first-day-period-cramps! it's bacterial hair it's bacterial hair!..)

Oh trust me, I have put up with so much.
First, there's this sticky-sticky thing on the screen of the phone where it usually comes into contact with my cheeks and ears... it seems like some glue remnant from a sticker...

I DO NOT WISH TO THINK THAT IT IS SOME DRIED LIQUID MATTER FROM SOMEONE'S EARS.
NEITHER DO I WISH TO THINK THAT IT IS DRIED OIL FROM SOMEONE'S FACE.




Secondly, I need to summon GOD-LIKE EFFORTS to press the number 9.
So I need psychic powers to foresee any emergency cases so that I have plenty of time to try to press 9-9-9.
But then.
I don't have psychic powers do I.
Imagine the tragedy of having to dial 9-9-9 when I am the only witness to a bank robbery. By the time the police arrive, the robbers would have probably built a new country.


And with all the efforts to press no. 9 as well as to access the letter wxyz (YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW MANY WORDS NEED THOSE LETTERS @#@%#^@!), my thumb is larger than the rest of my fingers because of developed muscles. Pretty soon you can call me Thumbetikah.


Boyfriend, are u listening?
I NEED A NEW PHONE. HMPH.
I want N85. HMPH.

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BRB

Ah.. it's the time of the year.

The forgotten assignments are reproducing like horny rabbits and are now taking over my life.

So let me take care of these nasties before resuming my dose of nonsense.

Meantime, take care, study smart, don't study hard, don't stab your lecturers and jump down, just call the suicide helpline because they care, ten-to-two is good for you, and remember, low crime does not mean no crime.

Much love.

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