What is wrong with me?

Sometimes, I have identity crisis. 

Yes. I'm serious.

Welcoming the Brother Homee..

My bro's back from Can-can  Land.. (Can-ada)..

I'm supposed to be thrill.. like super duper fucking thrill because it's sibling time.. yeah, but that was days ago, when he actually just stepped out of the arrival zone... and we had the 3 minutes of family moments

Here's the recap of the family moment scene..

First, we waited, anxiously for bro to come out
then, we kept on waiting....

and waiting....


after 1 hour, we were still waiting.. by the time, the big sis lost the anxious feeling.. but lil sis was still waiting..

15 minutes later, Bro walks out...

and tats when the 3 minutes start..

1st minute.
lil sis ran... on full speed, dashing head on, sprinted with never before seen a face of  pure bliss and happiness, into the speed of light, to infinity and beyond (ah, you get it) towards her long time no see bro....

they hugged... embraced... jumped with happiness, burst into a euphoric scene, a brother and sister moment.. 
she said,

kor kor, you're back !! you're back! I misssseeddd yoooouuu..

the brother say,

awww I misssss you too!!..

2nd minute.
the mother walks to her son... they embrace... again..mum kiss son, son don't kiss mum... kinda flinched away..... teenagers..... always thinks that they're too cool for mum kisses now... 

then mum, son and irritating but at that moment, cute lil sis walks towards the dad and the big sis, who was witnessing the big dramatic scene...

3rd minute.
dad says hi.. bro says hi back.
Dad teased son, son chuckled...
The big sis said hi, bro says hi back
then launched into big conversation
little sis trys to take bro attention,
fails.
epic fails...
she trys again, with the help of mum,
bro forced to play with her...
Big sis got annoyed...

then... there goes the family moments.. after that it was just constant irritation and jealousy all the way back home.

and, the next day... it was just a normal day.... plain.. boring.. nothing much.. no life... wasted (ah, you get it)....

Caster away!

It's mid June..... and it's nowhere near September... crazy as it sounds... I'm fed off moping around at home... I want to get back to class, where stress, pressure and crazy weird freaks known as nerds exist... it's better than having to get stuck in some transition/waiting period where everybody's around you are having exams....

so to settle this unwanted feeling, I'm learning the art of skating......... not on ice.. but on the ground with some weird new cheap board called a caster board/ ripstick....

unlike the skateboard, it has 2 wheels instead of 4, thus making stability even harder...

and with my born-with-clumsiness nature, I think I'm going to have a great time.. maybe this time I can break something..

so, Yesterday, my mum bought a caster board from polo ground and... it was actually.. meant for my sister..

Yes.. My sister... she's 5... and she gets a caster board..... What do I get when I was 5???
Peter and Jane multi-pack story book... so not fair....

and there were lots of kids playing with the board.... KIDS... annoying brats that know how to run and act innocents... I don't see teenagers... I see midgets.. skating as if they were already skating in their mother's womb...

Casterboard normally looks like this...

cool rite??

instead, my mum chose this....

Of all board, she chose this..................... well, like I said.. it's for my sister..


so to move this thing.. all you have to do is to move your hips from here to there..... google it if u'r so curious..


easy as it sound....


well.. if it's so easy.....



I wouldn't have to fall

TWICE

on my butt...do you know how nerve-wreckingly painful to fall on your ass?? It's worst than getting it kick.

and I fell infront of my dog and my sister some more.....She laughed..... A five year old laughed, mockingly at me..  already with a sore ass, I get a hurt ego.


well at least after falling twice.... I manage to start moving.. so yeah me!

Back from Chinese land

I'm back from China, The Land of the Chinese.....

& I'm currently deciding whether or not to post every single detail about this trip... because it'll be a very long and boring one if I did... if you don't die of reading it, I probably die writing it...

So here's a short summary about it.

The trip.. was SUPPOSED to be fun...

I was SUPPOSED  to enjoy myself....

I had been waiting for this trip for weeks

and on the 1st day I reached Beijing..

I fell sick.

So...... my 1 week was quite miserable.... because I've been counting the days to go back ever since the 1st day..


but... judging the fact that

I get to step into the Forbidden City

I get to climb the Great Wall of China (it's really a climb of a lifetime)

I get to see real life Pandas walking infront of me

I get to see really amazing chinese architecture

It's still kinda cool to me.. even when I have to drag my miserable self to walk... but it was quite an experience.

If I were a boy, I don't think you could understand....

You know, eventually everybody will come to a point where they wish there was a "rewind" or "undo" button that can take them back to the past... in fact, I think not only we'll come to only one point, but many points that we always pull out the "what if" question.. We'll always think about the two road that diverged in the wood, that lousy poem that made us go pondering about the other road that wasn't taken...

I think that's everybody's guilty pleasure.. fantasizing about changing the past.. I actually spend most of my time doing that.. not that I regret living my life.

Well, it's not a crime actually.. I mean it's fun though.. maybe to some people, they keep regretting about the choices they made... I don't regret, but what will it be like to not choose this path but instead the other...It's not  wrong... I have no second thoughts and I'm not reliving my past or anything.. just some guilty pleasure..if you have a problem, then it's your problem.. go fuck some one...


Ok let's make a list... everybody loves to make a list..

If I had to start again, what would I do.

1. Firstly, if I have the chance.. I would ask God to change me into a boy...why? because you can do a lot of head banging extreme stuff...like
2. I would take up skateboarding, then I'll go participate in the Asian X games.. and win.. bahahaha
3. I would learn freestyle BMX, and participate in Asian X games... and win again... oh I'm so great.. bahahaha
( well, I know, girls can do it too....but when I was a lil girl, I'm so afraid of pain..if I were a boy, I would go, fuck the pain, give me some game.. )
4. I would go crazy on Dota, Warcraft, Counter strike, Left 4 dead, Need for speed, Dead or Alive.. then I would participate in the World Cyber Games.... and win... again..... oh yeah, I'm awesome.. bahahaha
(not that being a girl , I can't do any of this.. but so far, girls have much more self control)
5. I would do breakdancing... and break a leg.. or an arm.. better still my neck..
(not that being a girl I can't do this, but I'll have more courage)
6. I would want to try parkour.. (what is parkour?  google it).... not pak tor k...... tat's totally different.
7. I would really really go and join the army... ( too bad, I'm a girl and I hate marching)
8. I would start a boy band and go slam my jam like some Sum 41 dude head..
9. I would try marijuana and cocaine.... (that's why, I'm a girl... )
10. I would really love physic
11. and end up being a engineer
12. or I would be the first person to invent the time machine
13. I would like computer and technology
14. and end up being a hacker
15. and I will hack the national security of some country...or better still.. my country..
16. I would love photography and get myself a DSLR.. (not that I hate it.. but if I were a boy, I would have more passion to go for it)
17. I would have ran away from home.... and explore the world on my own.. ( because I have the courage ... hah!) ... but to get the money to do that... I have no idea... O_O..
18. Medicine would never be my top priority unless someone in the family die (touchwood)
19. I would hate Edward Cullen
20. My room wouldn't be PINK.. for hell's sake... ( not that I'm loving pink now.. it's just that my mum confuse Purple and Pink.. and mad my rooom into some easter bunny hell hole)...

Well, if I were a boy..

Vampires, ah Vampires..

Yes... Vampires..

Well, it just happened that I told my skeptic dad and mum about hearing bell sounds which is similar to the sound of the bell around my dogs' neck... and I've been hearing it for 1 whole week at 5am every morning.. EVERY morning... and it's not once... its a few times..I bet my dog loves to walk TO AND FRO.. directly outside my window.. everyday only at 5am... &; so happens, my oh-so-very-skeptic father suggested a theory

The Chinese Vampire Invasion..

You know? Chinese vampire?? the chinese horrific easter bunny??

I realised that among all the vampires, the chinese vampires are the least fearful of all .. Compared to western vampires and pontianak...

No, seriously... Have you ever seen a chinese vampire?? (not that I've seen one) .
Their appearances are usually with red eyes, bloody mouth, half decayed tongue, downright horrifying rottened faces and they exist just to suck the life out of the living as if one is sucking the last drop of a Yakult bottle... ... yes, if that doesn't scare the shit out of you, it has already scared the shit out of me.... BUT.. once they start moving around, more like "hopping" ....even with such description above, it still hard to take them seriously.. because you probably be laughing your guts out... and with arms outstretched and hopping altogether.... I would definitely be laughing with 10 fingers pointing at them...

They're similar to easter bunnies, only minus the eggs and the big cute bunny eyes and bunny outfit ... and if a bunch of them appear, you can invite your friends over to watch their synchronized hopping performance...  &; to stop them from sucking your life, you just have to find some yellow paper (Post-it papers will do) with talismen writing on it, and just stuck it up their forehead... They'll just freeze... take it out, they'll hop again..  
Hop-freeze-hop-freeze-hop....

The girl in the picture is not running away from the big bad vampire nor is she crying.. She's probably running as fast as she can to call upon her friends to join her laughing fiesta... 

Compared to the western ones, one will laugh non-stop at chinese vampires, but swoon and melt under the hands of a western ones...

For example.. Twilight..

Even though they're many anti-Edward fans out there, there are still millions of Edward Cullen fans out there who probably die to become Bella...  Even Bella, cannot resist the temptation of being a vampire... Who wants more than anything in the world to be apart of a vampire family???? even the dad is so mouth-drooling hot... there is no such thing as fear..




Even with face like this...

forget about the fear for vampires, you probably be begging to be one of them





Ok.. maybe Twilight is not a good example..
What about Interview with the Vampire???

If Brad Pitt can pull a vampire look, I bet the real one would look more drop-dead breathtaking gorgeous....

and Count Dracula

the moment he says "I vant your bloood", girls are already lining up at his doorstep to become his immortal bride...















See... with face like that..

he get... women like this....

But, if you encounter something like the Pontianak... Go ahead and fear...fear all you can

No matter how beautiful she was last time, you wouldn't want to mess with something like that...

In some Malay folklore, they say Banshee (pontianak) are women who died in child birth and came back for revenge.. Of course lah revenge.... You go through hours and hours of labour and at the end.. you didn't even get to see your child and die in pain and without grace.... confirm bengang lah.. 

and coming back from the dead like this..

and not this..

would scare the hell out of the living....

but something like this... I would rather compare them to the Teracotta Soldiers...