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the lashes is back 😀

leongs is saying i is needing to post this.

*tries to calm breathing*

rapid heartbeats, difficulty breathing [*gasp*], cold sweat, & goosebumps = not due to excitement of blogging. read on & you is knowing why…

the year i was going to turn 21 [finally!], i gained a gift that i certainly did NOT wish for. *counts* in accordance to the chinese calendar, that is. oh noe..my memory really IS >that< bad. i can't even remember! anyhoo, let's just say i was turning 21 chinese-year-counting-style. which means i wasn't really turning 21 but ACCORDING to the chinese bla bla whuddeva whuddeva whuddahell, i was gonna turn 21.

are you confused yet? *beams*

since i was a kid, i’ve had several experiences with the supernatural. at first, i thought it was just something that’s always been in-my-head, what with being extremely paranoid & all. turns out, i was really sensitive to the ‘worlds beyond’. it appeared as only ‘feel’ & ‘sound’ at the very beginning. the year i was going to turn 21 [yes, that confusing theory above], things changed…

my late aunt was lying in her death bed. i was completely oblivious to everything because i hardly knew her. she came back from the states to literally ‘die’ @ home. mind you, the last time she saw me was when i was much less than 10 years old. somehow, weird as it sounds, among all my cousins, she remembered me the most o.O

the night before she died, i had myself nicely tucked in bed, ready to visit lala-land. when suddenly, i hear a noise. a baby crying. it was really awfully loud & whuddahell??? none of my neighbours had BABIES. i know they’ve got lil kids but NO BABIES. the baby’s crying-turning-into-creepy-wailing came from…beside my right ear. on my pillow [?!?!!?]. i froze & prayed [i don’t pray, usually] for it to go away. then i fell asleep praying.

come daylight, i went downstairs to use the computer. see, i’ve got one in my room as well but the one downstairs has a printer & all. engrossed i was with eyes glued to the monitor. when suddenly, a really huge a** shadow started flying across my porch. back & forth, over & over. i didn’t come face-to-face with it, of course. but i saw from the corner of my eye. for about 15 whole minutes, it was just zooming around like its brakes weren’t working or something. again, i literally started sweating. i asked my gramma if she could see it but she looked @ me like i was going mad.

gramma: [in hainanese] you crazy ah girl?! it’s broad daylight!
lainey: *shiver* *sweat* *mumbles incoherently*

it caused a ruckus with my sanity. i got up & slowly walked towards my porch, stared outside, & internally DARED it to come out, to face me. it didn’t.

at my aunt’s funeral that night itself, i walked up to one of the nuns that were present. i decided to seek help from someone [or else i would’ve just admitted myself into tanjung rambutan or something]. i told her all about my ordeal. the nun furrowed her brows & looked at me real hard. she asked for my age, my relation with the deceased, cause of death of the deceased, my time of birth, my year of birth, & all other nitty-gritty details like that. then, she sat down & started counting.

the elaine is blur as hell. nunno what’s going on o.O

the nun then got up to explain. she said [in hakka]:-

“young girl, the baby you heard crying was not there to harm you. it is the unborn mourning death. the shadow you saw was not there to provoke you or your family. it is the vision of death. both were present to warn you of your aunt’s departure from life.”

my reaction was..WHAT??!!?!

by the way, my aunt died of cancer. she wasn’t married. she has never had kids.

what cancer, you ask?
cancer of the womb. she had her womb taken out in the earlier stages but they couldn’t save her anyway.
‘unborn mourning death’.

so i guess this is fate, isn’t it?

ironic.

AAARRRRGGGHHHHHH OKAY LEONGS I TYPED IT ALL OUT ALREADY!! SEE SEE NOW MY NEIGHBOUR’S DOGS ARE BARKING BLOODY MURDER! EEEEEEyEEeeeeRRRrr~!!!

*runs to her bed & hides under the covers*

Last week, Kuchai Lama had a prayer thingie for The Chinese Ghost Festival. Lynnzter and I were snapping pictures all the way.

Many years ago, when Chinese were once considered conservative, we have traditional opera shows for the dead to watch. However, times have change. Now we have girls dressed in skimpy clothes singing on stage! Initially I was expecting some old haggard woman singing. But the girls, wow, they were hot!!! They could sing fengtau songs very well too! However, one of the girls was crude.

While singing, she turned to a kid and said..
Ehh.. hello.. nia yao “yao tou” ah (Ehh Hello small boy..you want to shake head?”)

Then later..

Small boy, what are you looking at?
I’m not wearing any undies!
Heheheahe, so small already so hamsap!! (horny).

hellows *wave wave*…i’m laineylashes *curtsies*.

eraine to some people.
elaine to others.

apparently, miss happening to leongs. i nunno why *confused look*.

i’m here because he allowed me to entertain all you people with my utter nonsense. also because he thinks i’m happening, of course.

but enough about me.

…

…now let’s talk about me.

no really, i’m gonna talk JUST ABOUT me. ALL ABOUT me! 😀

first:-

this is the leongs & the lainey @ the m47 rave.

i PROMISE i’m usually much better looking. really. i mean, i didn’t photoshop that picture or anything, right? so you obviously can’t blame me if i look silly with my tongue hanging lopsidedly out. i swear i look decent usually when i don’t pull a face.

oh yah..i’m also extremely humble.

…

heck, i’m so nice, everybody loves me *insert lil emoticons with lil loved-up eyes here, or just do that ‘<3 <3 <3!!!' thingmajig*. in fact, that was prolly the reason why the leongs thought me miss happening o.O

okay really now. enough nonsense & shameless self-promoting.

down to real business now.

i know how people look up to the whole shuffling scene. yes, i know it’s not easy to master it. i know how some people look all nice & stylish [or so i’ve heard] doing it. but i think it’s becoming a culture – not a trend. almost like..a..cult *blinks*. now don’t get me wrong. shuffling is unique, indeed :o) everything else that goes with doing the ‘liquid’ & flipping ‘glowstix’, is entirely fine by me. so entertain me with your hidden/new talents, why not? the only thing i don’t understand is why it’s spreading like raging wildfire. or why everyone else is finding themselves having to learn it – be it peer pressure or otherwise.

before i go on, here’s the big big respect to all you master shufflers :o) honestly!

onwards, so, if we decide to monkey around @ raves/clubs like the monkeys that we already are, we’d just end up looking funny/awkward, no? & the fact that you can’t shuffle just puts you off the ‘cool people’ margin? what on earth??? i’m all out for video clips, how-tos, DVDs, & such. although, where does that leave us, really? heck, go to a club today full of shufflers & tell them you CAN’T, for the life of you, shuffle. tell them you’re rhythmically challenged & that you can’t move your feet to save your life. hell, tell them you dance with two left feet. then get back to me on what response you may or may not encounter.

most likely, you’d be ‘outcasted’.

we all bow down to the six winners from hardkandy.
we all kiss & worship their lil shuffling shoes/boots.

their response?

“what we liked most was all the attention we got.”

but of course, sweethearts.

though, nothing really about us. nothing about malaysia. nothing about the music. nothing nothing nothing. zzzzzilch.

think about it :o) & take it with a pinch of salt while you’re at it.

danks :o)

*mmmuahs*

Another dreary day at the office. I am lucky that I am driven to and fro from my office. Traffic in KL is sheer madness. There are cars everywhere!!! Usually, we will drive up this hill on the way to Jalan Semantan and when we reach the top of the hill, we will get the first glimpse of the heavy traffic ahead of us. I notice that my driver will press the brakes a bit and heave a deep sigh. Down the hill we go to join the bumper-to-bumper ride?

Such a cosmic difference from how it was last weekend when I weNT TO IPOH!!! w00t!!! Had the loveliest time eating all the famous Ipoh grub, visiting a cave temple, went bowling (!!), checking out the pomelo girls, and exploring an old castle.

Naturally, since we were in Ipoh, eating the chicken and taugeh (beansprouts) Hor Fun was a must and I know of one chick 😉 who had 5 bowls of it in the 24 hours that we were there. We probably had the best Hor Fun in town at Cowan Street ? 1 and a half chickens, 2 big plates of taugeh and 15 bowls of Hor Fun. We went to Old Town for its famous white coffee with toast, fried lo bak kou (radish? carrot cake?), eggtarts, tai kou meen (crepes with peanuts, brown sugar and corn) and arguably the best char kuay teow I have ever taken in my life. And I have taken helluva lot of char kuay teow in my lifetime. Just thinking of it? ooo!! Here?s a group photo of us with me eating the delectable char kuay teow:

For supper, we went to some roadside stalls to try Ho Hee (some noodle meal with all sorts of fishballs and meatballs) which supposedly, can only be found in Ipoh. I had the Wan Tan Mee, which was only so-so ? I have been told that KL has the best Wan Tan Mee, surprised to know that KL was famous for anything since I thought what we ate here was an amalgamation of all the good food beyond KL.

The next morning, Meng and I didn?t bother waking up at 7am for the dim sum but we made up for it by going to the ‘H0use of Mirr0rs’ after a few more hours of shut-eye. And yeah, at first I thought that the ?H0use of Mirr0rs? was some tourist slaughterhouse with some funky exorbitantly priced desserts that they pull off as ?Asian?. But it was really these two old coffee shops that have the best selection of Ipoh food that has been around since tens of years ago. I dunno how it got that somewhat glamorous name along the way but the only indication of mirrors there were the coffee shop-style of mirrors hanging above us along one side of the wall. We had Sar Hor Fun (this one has prawn broth in it together with the chicken broth), Satay and Caramel Custard. Here?s another group photo taken before we left the hotel to the mirror place, all tired faces coz some woke up at an ungodly hour for dim sum while some are just habitually sleepy in general:

We went to Kek Lok Thong; a temple nestled in a cave, which was simply breathtaking. I have been there so many times, and still found the rock formations, stalactites and stalagmites so amazing. It was very windy too the day we were there. It sounded like an earthquake when we watched the footage captured there in YY’s video cam. Here?s a picture taken at the entrance, inside is pretty dark so you guys probably can?t make out the rock formations much:

Then before we left, the guys decided to check out the pomelo girls. Our three cars drove by the pomelo stalls, which automatically attracted all the girls to stand in front, almost military-like. Then somehow JP felt guilty and bought a pomelo for RM10. Slaughtered!!

We decided to make a trip to Kellie?s Castle ? it ain?t free anymore!! Cost us RM5 to see some castle ruins and some caged peacocks. But it wasn?t so bad coz they refurbished it by painting some of the walls, fixed railings and ceilings. We managed to climb the narrow stairs all the way up to the 6th storey where there was a platform. Really high, windy and no railings! Pretty dangerous, I must say. And here?s a picture taken with JP and Meng on the platform, where we could see the almost the whole of Batu Gajah around us – its so high up, we felt kinda woozy:

Oh before I forget, let me tell you guys about the highlight of the trip ? no names mentioned for obvious reasons and to those who already know ? LAUGH along with me! 😉 OK, so it was 5am in sleepy Ipoh when A was dreaming that he was in a fight. Oh man, was he working out the moves – the legs akimbo and clenched fists ready to strike. It was the fight of the century, for the good of all mankind. The crowds were cheering, the adrenalin was pumping, it all felt so real. So he threw THE killer punch. The solid one. The one that would bring down his challenger in the dream.

His girl sleeping next to him then woke up yelling.

He actually threw a punch at his girl?s face, you see.

And man, was that one helluva punch! And haha, he only woke up coz his hand was in pain!! 😀

Ok-lah, enough for today, probably not enough to make up for the last few months but I am sure after the 5th paragraph or so, your eyes are gonna start to glaze over. 😉 *waves 😀

Umeng’s and iv’N’s photos of the Salem Genting Rave appeared on a magazine by the name m8. It’s a ladies lifestyle magazine. Our faces are on it!!

According to ivN

Thats right, our photos were featured in this month issue for the Salem Revelation 2004 review write up. I appeared only twice in the same page (I consider that alot already), but Yue Meng the champion made an appeareance at least six times! Superstar I tell ya! hehe.

I don’t know if it’s true but I heard the editor was suppose to include credits to us – Leong, Yue Meng and myself for providing the photos, but he forgot! 😛 No promo liao. 🙁






Yea~ Umeng the superstar!!

But I’m displeased with the editor’s failure to credit us for the photos. Further, they used Sui Lin’s picture of last year’s Genting rave without permission!

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Anyway, Sanyo J4 rocks okay? Can other normal digital cameras do this??

Lynnzter‘s eyes

After months of searching, I finally found the right one.

She’s sleek, slim and easy to handle. It took me loads of research and time to choose the right one. Umeng said she’s almost perfect. Here is a picture of ‘her’

OoooOoOh Sanyo..you hot thing..fapfapfapfapfappp

Melvin and Sam accompanied me to get my new digital camera from Sg. Wang today. We tried 1U initially. The salesman was a little bit kookoo. His sentences were in blocks. We couldn’t understand what he was saying. But I could gather that he was a little bit rude when I asked for extra free stuff. He said something like, (yes in blocks)

I don’t care
If im rude
Last time this malay customer
walked away
and call me lansi (arrogant)
I don’t care
I don’t earn commission
If I don’t like your face I don’t sell.

He was like reciting poetry. Serious!!

There are only 3 colours I could choose from for my camera. I asked for silver initially. The sales man went away and came back about 10 minutes later. Sg. Wang is a well-known dodgy shopping centre, with triads lurking around the shopping centre. I wanted the sales man to bring me the black coloured camera as well, but we didn’t dare to do so. I was afraid that he’ll go like..

TIU LIA MA HAI, WHY DON’T YOU SAY SO?? *pi piaks~

Oh well, Silver is fine!

Jinhan wrote about Hen on his website. I feel like doing the same as well.

Lets see, I don’t remember when I met Hen, but we were in the same primary school.

In high school, we hung out a lot. Remember the days when we would take a taxi to 1 Utama just to meet some IRC chicks? haha those were the days!! Remember Yin Jia HEN??? HAHAHAH

So anyway, if I were to write about the things that we went through for this couple of years, I think it would be thicker than the encyclopedia. This short post is just to wish you

HAPPY 23TH BIRTHDAY!!

“I don’t know you but I dream of you every night…”
– Drew Barrymore in 50 First Dates

I was watching this movie while dosing off to sleep when this line suddenly hit me – this happens to me too!

For the past 10 years of my life, I have been dreaming of a particular person occasionally. However, the weird thing is I can never remember his exact face when I wake up. Somehow, I do know it’s him when I do dream of him. How bizarre is that?!?

These dreams are very real. I can even touch, feel and sense things. It’s almost like a reality. Except sometimes, the ‘story line’ can be quite ‘kua cheong’ (exaggerated); I can do flying kicks and other stunts I’ve never even come across in reality. It thus makes me wonder – do I actually know him? You know, like Drew Barrymore in this movie actually knows the man she dreams of every night but just can’t remember who he is because she suffers from the Goldfield syndromme – a permanent short-term memory loss. Although I have been awarded ‘The Blur Queen’ title, I certainly do not suffer from any brain damage, rest assured.

Because of these dreams too, I am beginning to realise why my relationships never work out. It is simply because he is just not the guy of my dreams.

And after all these years I thought I have commitment problems, sigh!!
*no, just joking!
hehe…

Battle of the bands 2004
I was hired as a photographer for this event. The organizers promised me a fee of RM100. My job was fairly simple. All I need to do was do the thing I like the most, which is taking photos.

Since this is a rock concert like event, organized by Taylor’s College, none of my friends wanted to go. Thank god Sam accompanied me!

Sam and I were given a VIP tag each. We could access everywhere we wanted. Security was tight though, we were stopped many times for an ID check cause we didn’t display our tags.

Surprisingly, the event went really well. The bands were good and their performances were superb. I didn’t expect college students to perform that well.

Unfortunately, the event was packed with kids (even kids at the age of 14). I felt so bloody old. But it was good fun daring Sam to pick up one of the many small kids there. She didn’t dare.. tieww..

Some girls were screaming their lungs out, as if they were begging to join the band’s groupies. Another thing was, even though the event was not filled with alcohol or drugs, everyone seemed to be having a good time.

I couldn’t stay till the prize giving ceremony as I ran out of film and I had to rush for my movie at Mid Valley. While the rest of the crowd were screaming encore, Sam and I were screaming for… NO MORE!!

Well, we got to see the movie (13 going 30). Ping and Umeng were patiently waiting for us at the cinema. Oh yeah, we were an hour late. All we saw was Jennifer Garner’s protruding nipples.

Right after the movie, we decided to drop by Bar Code to say hi to some friends. It was supposed to be a 10 minutes thingie. However, it didn’t turn out the way it was expected to be. As we entered Bar Code, friends hushed us to their tables and started drowning us with alcohol.

WE lasted till 530AM… soooo tired!!

Battle of the bands

WIth performances by Dragon Red, DISAGREE, John’s Mistress and 10 competing bands!

Taylors College Battle Of The Bands 2004 }

Date : 21st August 2004
Venue : Taylors College Carpark
Occasion : Taylors College Battle Of The Bands
Bands : Dragon Red (GuestBand), Disagree (Guestband), Versatile, Trash Bugs, Beat the System, FunkyDogs, Larva Eve II, Ternterhooks, LIMESTONE, Pyling Section, Mad Fish, Virtuoso.
Cover Charge : RM 3
Time: 7pm Onwards

Well, I’m going!

This could be a big surprise to some of my friends as I’m not very fond of rock or alternative music. (TO KIM ROCK MUSIC SUCKS). However, one of the organizers hired me as a photographer. I’m getting paid..yay!!

but..ooooh nooo i hope the camera doesn’t fuckup..

Anyway, here are some photos taken from Bintulu market

not edible. its actually used as a brush.

spices..