whOO-ly ...

This past week... has... actually been... fun?.. (as long as it lasted at least). I'll get to that part in a bit. It's been so long since I laughed. Like actually "laughed". You guys who know me would know how my laugh really sounds like. Veivern was down from Montreal or "Moch-re-aL". (And say it like you have some phlegm caught up in your throat with the "aL" part) Supposedly, that's how they pronounce it in French. French has the worse grammar to learn apparently. She arrived on the morning of 24th at about 1.30 am in front of the house in the snow. The taxi dude had no friggin initiative to help us with her bags. But all that mattered was that she came! Weeeee!~ So i gave her tuna sandwich because she was so hungry after a bloody long flight. It wasn't literally long but there were babies that wouldn't shut up on the 6 hour flight. I so know what she means. They don't cry. They friggin' whine and scream and just irritate the shit out of you.

Anyway, here are the 7 things we think needs some "tweaking"

1. We fucking speak English in an ACCENT. I swear I didn't know we had that noticeable (or in other words, unrecognizable) accent at that. We were comparing our experiences you see. We had VERY similar ones for this area. Questions like "So, WHY do you speak English?", "WHY is your English so good?" -___- Potong stim, gila babi! It's as if it's impossible for us to do so. They become even more intrigued when we say were from a public school rather than an international school. Pfffttttt...
   
   
2. We had a few words stuck in our head from certain stories. For example: (say it with me):
   "whOOO-- ly FUCK. like whOOOOOO--ly FUCK" It's our little thing. I swear, we laughed our asses off practically everywhere because of our little jokes. "Dang wangy" would be another one. (Sarat, you probably would understand this.) And last but not least: "Vweird". We had lots of others but you probably won't get them. You really needed to be there to really know why it was SO friggin' funny.
   
   
3. Christmas is friggin boring in Western countries. Every friggin store is CLOSED. PO.TONG.STIM. Malls and shops close at 6pm on certain weekdays. I mean. It's not like we need to go shopping every-friggin-day but the fact that everything closes so early is so putting off. Of course then, people like to look forward to Boxing Day Sales, right??
   
   
   
4. NOTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!!!
   Boxing Day Sales are OVER-RATED.
   No shit. We were out all weekend. We were
   D-I-S-S-A-P-P-O-I-N-T-E-D.
   We were all ready to go shopping crazy but it was deeply unsatisfying, especially when you have to convert Canadian dollars to Ringgit. whOO-ly FUCK la. We hunted all round Metrotown and Robson St but to no avail. The only thing that may have lifted our spirits is to know that Coach bags and other nonsensical priced branded brands are NOT. and I repeat. NOT. dollar-for-dollar like other things here. The most expensive bag we saw was about $300. Not badddd, right?
   
   
5. If the dissappointing sales weren't bad enough, the "Chinese" homey-ness was getting to us. Every-fuckin-place was littered with Chinese. Not to say were not Chinese or that we hate the food (because we absolutely L.O.V.E. the food) But the attitude is friggin the same everywhere la... Old aunties rushing for the cheap deals. People pushing you round and stepping on your toes and not a word of sorry? Thank you but no thank you. If I had a chance, I'll gladly stay anywhere - ANYWHERE - where there won't be any Chinese. Mars would be cool, no?..
   
   
6. Western countries are so in need of "mamaks". Think about it. Our day only starts at 3pm. We sleep when people wake up! Once the sun comes up, we creep into bed. We eat our breakfast when people are preparing dinner (or supper as they call it)** dinner means lunch. - Vweird, I know!** and we stay up all night tapping away at our laptops while wasting electricity as the television is just on. This is basically what we did on rest days here. Our lives back home weren't that different. We wake up, eat lunch because it's around lunch time, head out to the mall or wherever that suits your mood (and not the weather), come back, eat dinner (or have dinner out depending on the days) and then head out again at midnight to the mamaks or for a few games of pool. You know what?... I haven't played pool or foosball is almost a year. whOOOO-ly FUCK. Like. whOOOOO-ly FUCK. That is a fucking long time. And there isn't a bloody arcade nearby at all. Shit.
   
   
7. In our 19 years of life, we have NEVER checked the weather forecast like how we have done so here. It's so depressing, no? Watching weather. Jeez.
   
   

It was fun while this week lasted, really. Vei... it was so nice having you over! I hope you had fun. Next time, I'll be the one coming over to Moch-re-aL! Hopefully in the last 2 weeks of April! At least then, I have something to look forward to!"

What are you guys up to for New Year's?

Reliving moments

Do you know that word?

The word you can only say in French?

Déjà vu?

According to Wikipedia, (and what will we do without wikipedia?) Déjà vu is also called paramnesia. It is the experience of feeling sure that one has witnessed or experienced a new situation previously (an individual feels as though an event has already happened or has happened in the near past). Sometimes, you relive a moment in your life from a dream.

I've had a couple of "relived moments". It is a little eerie I must say but at the same time, it's interesting. I find it so interesting because you think you've seen this scene or relived this scene before but your mind is so blank you're unsure of anything at that moment. It makes you think whether you've just predicted the future. But that "uplifting" moment only lasts so long. And once again, were back to living our lives as it always was: living in present day, regretting past actions and trusting what some may call "gut feeling" with lingering hope of a better future. Do you agree?

But here's a question to ponder... From the events that you remember (or think you remember), is it necessarily true that it happened? Or do you want to believe that it did? I know you want to say that you remember it, so it definitely happened. But if you were to conduct an experiment on yourself by watching say.... a movie or whatever. And then question yourself what you saw in the movie months later (or even just a month later). You'd be surprise to compare what you "remember" and what you "think you remembered"...

I did it. So, I would know.

Mind boggling, no?

The sound of silence

It's 2.10 am on a rather dark Sunday morning. I sit here in my room, on my queen-sized bed in the middle of the night/morning in total darkness (except the light from my laptop that allows me to type out this post). I just finished watching You've Got Mail! AGAIN. I know. I've been watching it over and over and over again. I simply love that movie. Anyway, as I sit here in the almost total darkness, I hear nothing except the tapping of keypads as I write out this post.

I hate every moment before I sleep here. I am so used to hearing sounds before I sleep because back home, my windows are open rain or shine; day or night. But here, I can't simply leave the window open - not even a little peep. WHy? Because it's fcking cold, that's why! I hate the chilly winds that come in. It shivers the very bones of one's body. What I hate more than cold is the sound of silence. Do you know what I mean? That sound of nothing. It's like it's got an annoying high-pitched ring that can never go away. I absolutely hate it. I feel trapped, utterly irritated and helpless as it just can't go away. And that is why I sit on my bed writing this post about nothing and something all at the same time. Before I burn my thighs (NO, not with ultraviolet rays!) but with my laptop by writing more, I think I should stop and leave you with the lyrics of one of the best songs of the 60s and maybe of all time. (and they were more than just the Beatles of that era!-just so you know)

Hello darkness, my old friend

I've come to talk with you again

Because a vision softly creeping

Left its seeds while I was sleeping

And the vision that was planted in my brain

Still remains

Within the sound of silence

In restless dreams I walked alone

Narrow streets of cobblestone

'Neath the halo of a street lamp

I turn my collar to the cold and damp

When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light

That split the night

And touched the sound of silence

And in the naked light I saw

Ten thousand people maybe more

People talking without speaking

People hearing without listening

People writing songs that voices never shared

No one dared

Disturb the sound of silence

"Fools," said I, "you do not know

Silence like a cancer grows

Hear my words that I might teach you

Take my arms that I might reach you"

But my words like silent raindrops fell

And echoed in the wells of silence

And the people bowed and prayed

To the neon god they made

And the sign flashed out its warning

In the words that it was forming

And the sign said "The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls

And tenement halls

And whispered in the sound of silence

Life's a beach

Lately, things have been pretty "home-y-ish"... To be more specific, I moved out of my dorm room. It's not that I didn't like it because I really do. But I guess, on a more personal scale, I just wanted a place to "come back to" if you know what I mean (I hope you do). I live with a Caucassion family that rent out about 3 rooms.

My neighbour here is a 4th-year Business (accounting) girl from Quebec. I don't know what makes French-speaking people so sexy, (actually I do) Its just the way they speak! I find it absolutely sexy. French speaking in English is even more sexy.

Anyway, back to my life... Hmm... I wake up at about 11 am because that's the time the kids here become a lil noisy and the sun shining right at my face begins to become annoying. So, I finally get out of the bed, turn on the laptop and brush my teeth. (It's amazing how were so dependent on electronics, no?..) I watched "You've got mail" and... "Sleepless in Seattle" a little while ago (Yes, I'm bumming as much as I can) and I just love those movies. I think Meg Ryan and Tom Hanks make such a good couple on-screen and even off maybe but they aren't so maybe they don't.

So... , after brushing my teeth, I check my mail and then I go out and get a bowl of muesli and milk. I watch an episode of The Tudors (which should be rated "Porn" instead of a tv series") but the point is, I have so much of time right now I am watching "legal porn on television" which is either sad or plain boring. So, once I'm done with that bowl of muesli, I decide to play the keyboard for about 2 hours because the music sheet is on my laptop and my battery dies after about 2 hours so... that's why it's only 2 hours. And then I get a snack of cranberry biscuits, and watch last night's tv shows (I'm too lazy to watch the advertisements on the tv so I end up watching the tv shows the next day withOUT the ads on my laptop) And after about 2 hours or so, I have my bath and cook my dinner. Oh and in between, the shows, I snack on Kellog's cereal or something. So far, I've cooked, french beans and egg - the way my grandmother makes it - and omellete with ham. Rest of the time, I've been a little lazy to cook, so I just have a ham sandwich.

The kids go to bed at about 8pm and that's when I come out and watch tv. (No, I don't watch the tv series with all the annoying ads) but... I watch movies! I watched Underworld yesterday. And Sleeping in Seattle the day before yesterday. And occasionally, back-to-back reruns of Friends because they are just so funny! It gets so late so early here. Okay, I know that makes no sense but what I mean is that everyone sleeps so early here that even 10pm begins to feel much later than it actually is. I creep back into my room about 11-12ish and sleep since everyone online is usually busy working.

And I repeat this whole routine the next day.
Not exactly but very nearly...
What a jolly holiday...

Of wishes and reality

I used to love it when December came. It was the month of Christmas but most importantly, it was my birthday first. But no.... apparently, I had to endure 4 grueling days of my first finals in university. Potong stim gila babi! Well anyway, as much as I wanted my birthday to be oh! so fun (considering that it's the last time I'll be called a teen), I had to spend the whole day geekily studying! Oh damnit, I feel so old now. The next birthday I have (which finals undoubtedly happens too), would be my 20th. I know everyone wants to be 21 but I was so happy (compared to now, that is) being in high school. The thrill of everything we ever did in the past was because it was ILLEGAL for us to do so. There is absolutely no fun in anything being legal (the more fun ones at least).

On a lighter note of things, I had so much of spam from facebook the day BEFORE my birthday since it was already the 6th over on the East side of the globe. So many messages on my wall and in my inbox and text messages. I feel so remembered. It really made my day. Thank you all for remembering (= Well, there really isn't much to shout about. Finals came and finals went (Thank God!) And like everything else, my birthday came and my birthday went. I move out on the 16th. So, I actually have to start packing my stuff. I really hate packing. I would hate to go through all the mess in my room. I won`t be surprised to find a moldy sandwich under the bed. (NOT like there is) but you get the point. I am messy and I know it. And if you don`t like it, well, too bad for you. So let's hope being 19 will be a better -teen year shall we? I just realised that I'm one of those that doesn't want to grow up. I may want to learn new things and about the world, but by just observing what goes on, not growing up seems like the better option. I think I'm going to youtube some old cartoons. They make you laugh =)

That's all you need, right? Laughter?...

When things seemed simpler...

Dear all,

I admit that life is about challenges and that without them, life would be meaningless. But there comes a point where we would have wanted it to stay that way. Mostly because we know how it's all going to turn out in the end. Because you know how it's going to end. Or if you didn't want it to end that way, you would have known what to do. That's exactly when life bites you in the ass and proves that there ain't no free lunch. or simple life. Bottom line... You're on your own...

I was going through some pictures in facebook... I really miss some people. If I didn't include you in them then I probably don't have your picture.. Sorry....

Let's start from the beginning shall we?

This is like the 1st picture that I ever uploaded to the net. I'm serious.... I was like 13 I think. You may think "Oh well, that wasn't THAT long ago. I mean youre not even 20 yet." But if you really think about it. It's been almost 6 years. I had braces and was probably a LOT shorter.Haha. Life was simpler then. Make a comment about this pic. I really wanna hear what you guys have to say... How different is the Sybil @19 to the Sybil @13?
Let's skip a few years and see the dork-ness shine.... Hehehe.. This woman is so funny and so horny. Yes, she may wear a tudung but she is one horny girl. HAHAHA. I miss you too Nad....This was in Form 4 I think.... Haha.. These people surprised me with a birthday cake and a guitar for my 16th birthday. ZOmg... I will not forget the day when Nad asked me what I wanted for my birthday and I was like "I want a guitar". I had no clue she was being serious. I think about 20 people chipped in to buy that guitar. I love my guitar. Thank you so much again for planning it all. I know that my birthday always falls when school was over but you guys managed to surprise me in school. I still have that card. It was beautiful.

And then on the day PCD was performing... we decided to be all "beach" since it was at Sunway Lagoon. Thorn among the roses. Which guy wouldn't want to be in Shiresh's place? You are one lucky fella... and don't you forget it...

Life is never complete without Patrick the Starfish. Hehehehee.... This picture was wayyyyy before everyone dyed, straightened, permed, shaved - basically before we were out of school... I am the only person that has not done anything to her hair... yet... Hehehe....I miss wearing short skirts... Haha..Irene is probably rolling her eyes right now...

Then came... Lit night... It was the most look-forward-to day I think for being a Form 5 Assuntarian... You dress up all traditional... At least the Form 5s usually did that since it was our last year... It was my first time wearing a sari. Kasturi got me all the pretty bangles and Irene's granmother tied the sari for me.

My dear Syira and Manda... It was always an adventure with them. I hope to see you girls soon. I miss you. Don't forget me.

The Peronggengs... Hehehe... I cannot forget the 7 of us. We caused so much of havoc in school. At least Nad and Illya made sure of that. Hahaha... I love you guys. Always will.

Not forgetting the Blacks. and Mr. Sexxayyy... and Sarat. This was at Hanny's farewell. This was just a few months back but it seemed like so long ago. We all went our separate ways. One's in London, the other in Melbourne and I'm all the way here in Canada. The Blacks are well... still paying homage to Malaysia where the food is always great. Hahaha..

This is just a random pic where everyone is just having fun with one another...

If you look properly, the chicas in this pic are posing how men should be posing and the guy is posing like how Lala muis would...Hehehehe.. No offense Ashwin.. Happy 19th Birthday!!! I hope you had one heck of a day. I know it's impossible without me but hey... Try your best =D

Of course my dear Wingy... It's been so long since we talked much. I was really close with her in college. She was always there for me. We both had one thing in common then: we didn't study much but always seemed to do alright in the end which was a good thing for us. I like this picture. And no, I don't think you took this picture... Hehehe...
Last but not least is my mother. I was scrolling through the pictures and I saw this. It is so funny how things have changed. You say so many things to me but somehow I feel there's something that you want to say that you haven't. I hope one day things will be better. I hope you know that I'm not gone forever.


Love always,

Sybil

Blooood

I went to donate blood the other day. But it turns out that I have "tiny veins". Which compared to the needle is effing HUGE. If you've donated blood before, then you see what I mean. But, the size of the needle was not bothering me. My blood stopped flowing after a while. And it was a little pain when she put the needle in. And she sort of fidgetted around with it to see if the blood would flow better another way. Hmm... Anyway, 2 days later...

I get this. It doesn't look so bad but it hurt like a bitch the next day. It was like I jammed myself with a needle without thinking about the consequences or something. Hah! It's getting better. Not much pain. My ankle now is giving me hell. I can't walk fast or long. I start to limp. Is it me or does my time here just end me up in having really miserable days. I try to do a good thing but end up not getting to do so. Then I try to enjoy myself with friends to watch Twilight (which was a pretty good movie though I think they just made Edward so dead and back to my point...) I end up feeling this irritating pain at the back of my left ankle. Like WHat the hell right? Pfft. Anyway... I'll write about my "Bald Eagle-End-Up-Salmon-Watching-Day-Out soon.

By the way.. go to youtube and search for "BLOOD" and you'll see this little boy's face. Watch that video. It is soooo cute. If I knew how to upload it here, I would but I have no clue how to do it so... bear with me...

Toodles

Silver lining

In the midst of this grey season, a day of sunshine just brightened up my day. (= It was like a summer's day in a gloomy autumn season. I so cannot wait for this semester to be over. Life in university may be the best of our lives but when youre actually living it, you just want to get out. Very selfish of us don't you think? But I'd say my best time in my life was when I was in Form 3. I know I had PMR and shit but daymnn... I'd go back to being a 15 year old any day. I still had 2 years in secondary school. Abso-fcking-lutely nothing to worry about. All you had to do was pass the exams and... FREEDOM. It was short lived but at least it still felt like we had freedom. Everything was like a dream then when you compare it with now. But as the saying goes, Shit Happens. Am I right or am I right?

It was an interesting November the 13th. I had like the most intense work out today with a friend. I'm not kidding. 2 reps of this and you sweat like a pig. Haha. I'm not kidding on that either. And right after, I joined the BLaH gang for Trail mix around the mountain. Hiking at school? Imagine trying to do that in Kuala Lumpur? Hahahaha... I think crossing the road is enough of a challenge. Zebra crossings are just for show in Malaysia. Hahaha... It makes me laugh everytime I cross a zebra crossing.. Like "The cars ACTUALLY stop for me~!" Silly but true.

Ooh ooooh.... Did I mention this before? I don't know and I don't care: I can tie my hair up in a really short pony tail now! I really can't wait for my hair to grow to at least about my chest. which unfortunately woud take maybe a year or more seeing that my hair just loves to curl at the bottom so it takes effing long for it to grow to the length that I want. Pfft....

Midterms finally ended for me today. I admit that studies just isn't my thing anymore. I used to enjoy it but I don't anymore. Not until I hate it. But, it's just not the same anymore. Not that I'm failing or anything. I'd say I'm average? Anyway, yeah. It's different and I don't like dealing with shit when I already have to adapt to a place I wasn't looking forward to going. Bottomline: I want to go home. Anyone want to sponsor me? I'd be eternally grateful. (=

Lingering. But hope is what keeps you going, no?

Fright Night @ Playland

Yes, I am alive, people. Trying to keep as warm as ever. I would exchange climates with you any day Weena... And as promised, pictures from Fright Night! Woot...



From a little further off, you can see the Ferris Wheel...

And this is the front door to Fright Night@Playland. Giving you the jitters yet?

Okay, maybe you can't really see this but this is the ticket to enter. And since we were in a huge group, we get a group rate of $15 rather than $21 I think since it was a weekday. We went to Fright Night on the 30th of October, the day before Halloween. =)

This is just a fun swing ride. Good for drying your hair after the rain =P

And from far off, this is how the ride is going to be like.

We didn't really take a ride on the Ferris Wheel. Too many rides, too little time.
While waiting in line for a ride, we came across "DIE Dine Diner" And if you look closely enough, there's a dude's head hung in the middle, an arm on the left. blood everywhere and just some gruesome stuff. Sorry I didn't have a closer shot, I was in line and I couldn't afford to line up again.

Another make-up-do of a Hallowee-nie old folks home.

This is Hell's Gate Ride I think.... You basically get tossed 360 degrees back and front. Really short but that's a good thing if you ate a lot before the ride. Hahaha

Ooh, and not forgetting the devotees of the spirit of Halloween. There were people who dress up like killer clowns, grave diggers, monsters, and bloody people just like the above picture. Pretty awesome, eh?

Hmm... we went on some cool roller coaster rides. One of which is the wooden Coaster. It's like 100 years old I hear. And it's made of wood. Totally bumpy ride that really makes you jump out of your seat. Ooh, we went through a couple haunted houses which were pretty kool too. You never get hanuted houses like these back home. Not even close.

Tomorrow's a holiday due to Remembrance Day: the day the war was ended at the 11th hour of the 11th day of the 11th month. So let us all have a silent moment for those who died during the war..... I'm serious....

Anyway, it's like 5.p.m. now and it's dark as if it's 8p.m. back home. I swear, if I don't wear a watch, I will not know what the time is. So not a good thing... Hahah!

Toodles~

Tell me why...

There is something that bothers me. But I don't know how to place it or word it or phrase it or do anything with it really. I've just come to realise that I can't do anything about it. Even though it bugs me like crazy. I act as if nothing is wrong. But truly' there is something very wrong somewhere or maybe everywhere. Would someone explain to me?

Which would drive you more crazy? To know your leaving for success caused the failure of someone else? Or the coming for a new life was just a dream and nothing else. You make a pick and you tell me why. Because I cannot choose.

I want so much to live as if I had JUST the average student's problems but it doesn't seem to be possible.You know, life is very simple for the average student. All you really do is study and sit for a paper. I was at Fright Night yesterday with a bunch of friends for Halloween. Everyone is out to have a good time and you play along. I laughed a lot and screamed even more. There was no joy in my laughter; at least, I didn't feel it though it was heard as an everyday laugh. But there was all the fear in my screams. I may have thought about it as being just for fun. But you realise a lot of things when you reflect.It's like being in a situation where you just want to run. After running for so long, you reflect and decide to face it. But without realising it, you're still running, and faster than ever.

Tell me why...

I'm FINE

I think I want to change my blog's name. Any suggestions? ANyone? It's sort of hard to explain especially to family members what is up with the blog name. Not that I can because it was well... random... But anyway... this week is such a bummer week. I had midterms and I think I might be flunking that Economics paper. I haven't been studying so I deserve whatever mark that comes my way. I just haven't had the mood to study, not that everybody has the mood but I just haven't been myself for a long while. I'm FINE everyone. It's just different I guess. I waste a lot of time doing nothing. I stay in my room most of the time since its warm-ER. I daydream in class. I daydream when I actually need to study. I daydream practically all the time. That's actually a normal thing that I do but now it's like... I don't even know what it's like now. I haven't been sleeping well though I seem to be doing fine day dreaming. I wake up every hour or so. And the other day I had such a bad nightmare I cried in my sleep and woke up crying. Again. I'm FINE. Don't ask me why it happened. It just did and my whole day was so fcked. All I wanted to do was sleep. But once I actually got back to my room, I couldn't. I hate that when that happens. It's a fcked up feeling. It makes you feel sick. I felt sick. and uncomfortable and just not in the mood for anything. Jeez, when the fck did I become so emo?

Anyway. just for the heck of saying it again. I'm FINE.

Apple Festival @UBC

I went to the Apple Festival over at University of British Columbia with my dad today. It was a really good day. So sunny without a drop of rain or a dark cloud in the sky. I miss hot weather so badly you have no idea. ANd the FOOD... I would do almost anything to get a plate of good nasi lemak or char kuey teow or wan tan mee or CHILLI TERBANG... I need some spice in my life or at least food, people!

Anyway, back to the apple festival... A little bit of "Apple MAth" for you people out there that have no cooncern whatsoever of apples. They have feelings you know... Well, no but just pretend they do and read the damn sign below! Thank you.

Interesting, no?This are the biggest apples I found on the table among the 200 over other apple species and yes, there are that many apple species. Not even kidding...
And this are the smallest ones I saw on the table. Pretty red jewels aren't they? You could just run off with them and no one would know...
All the apples are packed and ready to be sold to everyone who wants to buy them. We got the Ambrosia and Honeycrisp. Cool names eh?Ooh, there's also these apple chips which are basically sliced dried apples which are so sedap. I was like, zOMG- these are GOOD stuff. You guys should try them. Really...
Some jam here too. I got to test some apples for free over at the tents but for some, you had to pay. The apple pie was $4 per slice so we didn't get that and also, we had a huge lunch at some Taiwanese place. I had some spicy Taiwanese beef noodles. It was a HUGE bowl. You would have loved it though, Mr. Sexxayy...

Check out the line for the apple tasting. We weren't so keen to line up to eat more. Next year, maybe. Hah!
I saw this kid just lie on the ground. So adorable. Then comes his mom and brother to try and lift him up and as you can see, he ain't movin'!
How can these people here live without their coffee eh? I haven't even had one since I came here.
It's autumn as you can see. The leaves are turning red-ish orange. Pretty colours. But the colours ain't changing my opinion of the cold. I hate it. It's bloody 2 degrees outside now. How do these people survive here?

Rainy Monday mornings

Rainy Monday mornings... Don't they just get you down? It's supposed to be the beginning of a bright new week. It's supposed to be Thanksgiving. Am I thankful for anything? Maybe...

Behind every smile...

I look at this picture and all I see is sadness. She's bloody smiling, isn't she? But you know what, that smile is not honest, it's a mockery. That's exactly how I am every single fucking day. I'm a liar. I am but a fucking actor that struts his stuff on the stage. The audience that see me act think I am a great actor but what do they know? Behind every smile, I'm just a ticking bomb waiting to explode. Behind every smile, is just another person living in turmoil.

Go figure your own Mona Lisa...

Some Japanese restaurant on Granville St.

Hello hello... I had such a good all-you-can-eat sushi yesterday at this Japanese restaurant over on Granville St. that I am such a pig I swear. I think it was called Shabusen Japanese Restaurant. I had SO much sashimi it's amazing... I know I eat a lot but for last night's dinner, I ate a HELL lot... I took very few pictures because I was too busy eating.. Hehe..
So, for starters, I had the Edamame beans...

This is the nigiri sushi that we ordered. The Geoduck is the one wrapped with seaweed. The 2 pink ones on the left are the tuna nigiri ones. but it's the expensive part of the tuna:
"tolo" which is the belly part. The other 2 on the right is the yellow-fin tuna nigiri sushi.
As you can see here, we whacked like half of it before I realised I forgot to take a picture. Hehe, Just look at the sizes of that sashimi. Where can you get sashimi sliced that thickly around??
This is the tempura prawns which are really good too. For someone who doesn't really like prawns, I seemed to enjoy it =)
The Calfornia roll and some other sushi I can't recall what's it called but it was good...

So head on over there whenever youre in Vancouver. Just $22.95 without tax and tip, and oh, not forgetting your flight cost. Hehehe...

"Domo arigato Mr. Roboto...." Does anyone remember that song?It's a classic...

Common things

Ni HaO...

I have been trying my luck with Mandarin or more commonly known as Common Language if literally translated. Laugh all you want but I am trying it out. I need to actually... It kinda sucks when a "Western" country that I'm in is so full of them. I can't even understand it which sucks even more because I'm "partly" Chinese. I love stressing that part. That way I have an excuse not to know it.

Hahaha, anyway... my week has been going on pretty well. I just finished my first math midterm today and there's a movie night in the dorm tonight so it's all good. I got a hold on whatever pencils I had and started drawing today. I'm so transfixed by eyes, I don't know why. Guess it's because the eyes portray so many emotions all at once you never know which the person is feeling. I feel relaxed today. No fretting over midterms for at least a week more. But I seriously need to get my head into Economics... I don't know why my father thinks I should have taken it. I don't think it's me... Hmm... then again, I don't know myself so I have to see where this all takes me...

On another note, it's raya season. So to all my lovelies back home, Selamat Hari Raya. You have no idea how much I'm craving for rendang and nasi lemak right now. Al the pizzas and pastas and sandwiches are getting to me... I need my chilli padi like NOW! Haha, you know what I do when I get my sandwiches and pizzas and all that? I jam it with chilli flakes and tabasco sauce just to get some Ooomph! Hahahahaha, I know what youre thinking Joh,... Not HAPPENING Not even in a million years when women have wiped out the whole species of man with only you left in it... I'm gonna be late for Yoga..

Cjai Chien (gimme a break, I can say it but it doesn't mean I can spell it)

Maafkan saya untuk pos ini yang agaknya kekurangan gambar-gambar. Takde mood nak ambil lah...Hehehe

Learning it all...

It's been a month since I've been here.

Few things I notice:
1. People here walk heck of a fast... Singaporeans still take the cake but hell... these people walk fast

2. People here like to add "hey" to the end of their sentences like how Malaysians like to "lah"

3. What I called "effing cold weather", they call "perfect weather". I don't know how they can take this whole episode of rain. It just drizzles and drizzles and drizzles, it drives me nuts because it's so depressing to me.. People here LIKE to run IN THE RAIN. And not to mention how everything gets wet! Your clothes, your shoes, your hair...

P/S: And just for the sake of being a SFU student, I'm gonna say, "Support Cancer Research!" because Terry Fox's legacy still lives on. I may hate running in the rain but I did it today for the sake of supporting the Terry Fox Cancer Research Fund. Woot!

4. There's too many Chinese for my liking.. Hahahaahhaahahahhaha...

5. People do care about the environment. WE all RECYCLE!

6. I bloody hell miss chilli padi and sambal belacan and nasi lemak and wan tan mee and char kuey teow and yong tau foo and ... if I were to go on the list would never end. In short, I miss Malaysian food. I am so going to stuff my face with it when I go back in summer.


Anyway, these are some pictures I missed out. Have a look-see...

I went to Buntzen Lake in my 2nd week here. We went for a hike. I defnitely did NOT see a 4-hour hike come my way. Because I thought it was just to replax but heck no, these people love nature so much we hiked all round the lake.. It's no joke okay... It just kept on going on and on and on without an end. Where we thought was the end was just actually the other end of the lake which was such a disappointment since we have to hike to other end where we started...



Lots of trees here...
This is a......... slug? Well, it was weird looking so I took a picture
Lots of trees AGAIN...
As you can see, I wasn't attacked by any or saw any bears or cougars for that matter =)


This is a dam I visited somewhere near a salmon hatchery. It's pretty cool watching it from the top. You get sprinkled a lot...


This is where the water runs down from the dam. As you can see.. More trees...
This is a wolf. They are a protected species here. This guy looked really skinny and sad...


OKay, so away we are from nature and on to a more "spiritual" outlook... I go to church. No, I am not kidding just to make you choke on that sandwich your eating. I do go to church. It's called Holy Rosary Cathedral on Richards and Dunsmuir Streets in Downtown Vancouver. It is a VERY pretty church. I like to be in a church. I feel safe... The coloured glass the interior of the church is so pretty. I want to take a picture but I think it's rude to do so.

Don't you just love ending your day with a beautiful sunset? I do...