time takes too much time

okay, thank you very the much for showing your concern
im a little more emotionally stable now
im no longer crying & shrieking like a banshee, banging my fists on the table, only to then curl up into a foetal position 5 minutes later
the storm is over
:)
back to anticipating my quest around the world

i have 11 days
and ive started a new blog as well
thats right
i figured, as many memories as this one has...and hopefully blogger will allow me to keep it for a little while...its time to start a new chapter now instead of continuing on with this one. im still figuring out how to set it up...i wish i was a closet geek...dayve? help...please? :)

fitness first has decided to fuck me over
saturday mornings and afternoons are dedicated to RPM, body pump and zahir
and the last saturday ill ever have, they decide to have a women's wellness event, so no classes.
WTF IS A WOMEN'S WELLNESS EVENT?
how are women in general supposed to be on par with men if they insist on have a wellness event for women? what is so wrong with women that they need a bloody day dedicated to their wellness? or promoting their wellness?
i hate the word wellness
its not even a word...i swear its not


xL

big kess little huhg

i need to confess
im a shameless, disgusting book whore
the amount of books ive been buying is obscene
i had L time at borders yesterday, which i think is the best thing i can ever do with my free time. i throw on my ipod, and just walk like an old lady around the bookstore. i just browse. i did this on tuesday before the dentist as well.
my teeth are bright and white now, thanks for asking.

the books i bought last week:
1. the lost cities : south america
2. khalil gibran : the collected works - i did an internal squeal when i found this book. its has a simple hardcover and consists of everything he has ever published. i want to lug this when i travel, but i just dont think its a smart idea. so if you guys ever find "a tear and a smile", soft cover, buy it for me?
3. trainspotting - im going back to the good shit that i ignored during my chick lit years
4. the history of morocco - rose is hitting that up in november
5. the adrian mole diaries - need some light relief from all the heaviness of the books above
6. pop babylon - oh and you know im not shameless to admit what crap this is. its the potato chips of books. tastes so good, but no nourishment at all
7. south america by footprints - only thing that has stuck is that i shouldnt throw tissue paper down the toilet and clog up the drainage. sexy times.

and have i finished the rest of the stack of books at home?
nay
the books that i have read halfway and chucked to the side for something more interesting are:

1. merde happens
2. running with scissors
3. one of david sedaris's books

the books that have been borrowed to me and that i need to return by next week:

1. one of bill bryson's books
2. another david sedaris book

see, im a disgusting, shameless book whore
and i love it
its not my fault that im bipolar. i cant seem to control my happiness or emo-ness, so i have to get my books to adapt to my clinical disorder, although never been diagnosed.
and as you can see, ive cleansed myself of the chick lit
i was in borders and i saw all these new books by authors i used to adore, but when i saw the happy, bright, stupidly designed covers, i nearly wretched my lunch out.
i seem to have a physical reaction to everything nowadays

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remembered that i said that i would regret doing this?
about flushing everything down the shitter and throwing on a backpack?
yea, i became my own worst enemy a few days back, haunted with thoughts of:

why am i doing this? what am i going to do with my career? do i want to be unemployed at 25? what if i need to buy a house? is this what i want to do with my money? I DONT WANT TO BE MEDIOCRE AT 30! why do i need to travel? is this even normal? im going to get mugged! im going to get kidnapped! why am i travelling chile alone? im going to miss my friends like hell. im going to miss rose even more. is rose going to be okay without me? am i going to be okay without rose? who will listen to my nonsense? what if i lose my ipod? what if i end up in hospital with food poisoning and die alone? what if he convinces me that i love children and we get married? oh holy shit, why am i travelling?

uh huh

went out saturday night, got a slap and was told to shut the hell up and toughen the fuck up.
i was like this before spain - i hesitated and i cried and i wanted to take everything back.
got to spain - cried, wanted to turn around, felt lost for a good week...then i found the wonders of sangria & 3 euro bottles of torres wine and never wanted to leave

sth america will be like that....surely?

*

bunty sent me this link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ii-dVIYBVZ8
it hit home because i was in a relationship that was more or less like it
the universe works in mysterious ways for us

xL

boom de yada!

it never gets old huh?
nope
it kinda makes you wanna...break into song?
yup

i love the mountains
i love the clear blue skies
i love big bridges
i love when great whites fly
i love the whole world
and all its sights and sounds
boom de yada x 4
i love the oceans
i love real dirty things
i love to go fast
i love egyptian kings
i love the whole world
and all its craziness
boom de yada x 4
i love tornadoes
i love arachnids
i love hot magma
i love the giant squids
i love the whole world
its such a brilliant place
boom de yada x 4

courtesy of the discovery channel
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yR3-CKTZetM

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this song makes me want to put on my backpack now and leave
such a feel good, i wanna explore the world and appreciate all its glory kinda tune
:)

david h. childress on travelling:
"this is not to say that i was not frightened from time to time, nor miserable on many occassions...but, once back home comfortable again, i would look back at even the most un-comfortable times with a certain amount of yearning and wistful remembrance. perhaps you know the feeling"

yeah, the travel bug is biting hard

xL

completely and utterly

my smart ass mouth doesnt have any more olympics commentary
mainly because in my 2nd last week at work, they decide to give me work
i really dont see the point in this at all
all the knowledge i gain from this will be kept by me. in my head -_-
intellectual property or something like that right?
so therefore, i have no time to watch the olympics, which is inhumane
they made me go for branch visits to kepong and cheras, both of which i got all stressed out due to losing my way and it was raining...and...sigh, im too lazy to whine about this
actually im pretty lazy to write at all
all i can say is that ive been abusing my liver to a ridiculous extreme
its thursday and i can safely say i just want to curl up at home tonight
i have the inner ability to pass up another "free flow night". its looking apparent that they are trying to get rid of all this alcohol before ramadan starts. but then again, alcohol doesn't spoil....
and there have been drinking sessions just because im leaving, so people go "eh, lets go for a drink la, you're leaving soon"
i have been here for 2 years
and i will be returning...i think
but then again, i have no qualms whatsoever in drinking, and any excuse will do :)

he whispered 16 days

xL

romeo and juliet

THE OFFICIAL LOL AND LAP COMMENTARY OF THE OLYMPICS : PART 1

1. phelps is the devil - 8 gold

2.
anon: im a phelps phan
L: you didn't....
anon: i did
L: oh god, you americans....

3. men's volleyball USA vs Bulgaria. 15 mins. 15 ass pats by the same person on the USA team. last name: Stanley

4. i thought women's hockey was men's hockey

5.
commentator on diving: she has a good indication of where the water is
L: where the fuck does he think that the rest of them think the water is?

6.
rosebud: rafa is in the finals
L: who the hell is rafa
rosebud: rafael nadal ...we're dating
-_-

7. men's swimming relay - UK representative - last name: Tancock

8. on weightlifting: why is he getting massaged? it must be because he jerked his ass muscle...get it? clean and jerk? jerk the ass muscle? -_-

9. eh the badminton player lives in cheras....i googled him... if he gets gold, we go for gold in cheras ;)

10. GO MALAYSIA! WE WANT A PUBLIC HOLIDAY!

11. my secret perve is when the divers get out of the water, and their speedos fall down their ass and you get to see their ass crack. yum.

*
after a psychotic, alcohol-fuelled, intense last weekend
i decided to take it down a notch this weekend and love myself
ooo that could sound so nasty
so saturday saw me sweat out the toxins for 2 hours
and then indulge at a spa for 3 hours
followed by great food and excellent company for the next 8 hours
okay, there was a bottle of wine floating around, but its insignificant in comparison
sunday saw me get organized!
i bought my 75ltr backpack, which when i opened it, the only thought i had was "i hope sth america ships stuff to malaysia"
i stopped my procrasination in regards to organizing my itunes and sat there for 5 hours organising all the songs/genres/albums/artists accordingly
it's a little OCD, but it was satisfying, i blame eryn for all this of course
i then decided that over 2,000 songs was not suffice for my quest around the world and proceeded to download another 5 albums last night
tonight is going to be fun :)

xL

pace yourself for me

my number 1 chat partner on MSN of late has been lap
with her being at home, not doing much & me being at work, also not doing much...well you can kinda figure the kind of nonsense we end up chatting about
we've 'discussed': boys who are men, men who are boys, the olympics, mambo at salt *wails*, pineapple express, played guess what song this is, being 24, life in general...and the usual bitching and whining to pass the hours away
i was going to combine forces with her to do an
"OFFICIAL LOL AND LAP COMMENTARY OF THE OLYMPICS"
but she's too much of a loser to compile hers, so im going to do a general one

comments on the olympics:

1. dude, china doesn't understand silver or bronze la. they can only win gold...or they get banished to outer mongolia

2. phelps is just raping the pool

3. what happened to the male australian swimmers? where's THORPEDO? oh, retired ah? eh, then what's australia going to do?

4. i have the hots for the ukrainian

5.
don't you want to lick their abs?
oh yes, yes i do

6. china won when they got out of bed this morning la

7. aiyoo...look at their muscles in slow motion...dude, i never knew that you could have muscles there la

8. the cubans are good at diving cos they cliff jump...what? you dont know meh?

9. screw the US la, go RUSSIA! they should have just stayed the USSR, they perform better under communism

10. i watch diving cos the men wear significantly less than the male swimmers

11. "i now appreciate the normal female form" after seeing the women swimmers

12. i cant differentiate between male and female swimmers

13. i wonder where they put their balls - the rosebud

14. eh, it's like the malaysians went there on a 'free and easy 4D/3N' tour of china la...

15.
the canadian looks like pablo.....
who's pablo?
duh, pablo's the dude that brings me the mojitos and rubs tanning oil on my body...
I ALSO WANT A PABLO

16. i hope the africans win for track and field...but then there's african americans -_- shit

17. the TV is such an anti-social instrument...people only talk about the olympics because they don't know how to converse on a normal level or there's a lull in conversation

ill resume more commentary over the next week or so
im sure there'll be a whole paragraph about the rugby *drool*
excuse me for being such a pervert, but there is no other television occassion that dedicates itself to showcasing some of the world's best bodies in motion
and honey, there are some superb bodies out there

they say 23 days :)

xL

i cant think of a title

my brain is pretty damn fuzzy at the moment
i dont even know why im blogging, im guessing its because so it looks like im doing some work...and being sorta kinda productive
irregardless, im sure ill pull something out my ass cos im good at things like that
before anything else
coldplay's new album is totally rocking my socks off at the moment
i was never their #1 fan mainly cos they were just so emo you just wondered when one of them will cut their wrists
but then viva la vida came out and i decided to try it out
fantastically produced, doesn't really sound too emo and all in all a new sound for them
they're on my #2 list of bands to see in an awesome open-aired concert
who's #1? WHY RED HOT CHILI PEPPERS OF COURSE
i still believe he's my soulmate, you should have seen me gleaming when i found out he broke up with his girlfriend...cos you know, i believe i have a shot and all
*
this weekend we saw kent get reinvented at the mines, for two consecutive nights
both nights, i was so hesitant on going mainly cos the olympics were on
how awesome was the opening ceremony? i thought they did an amazing job. it was just visually stunning, so well co-ordinated and took my breath away. high five two times china :D
but for some reason, i dragged my ass all the way to mines, got lost in pitch darkness and swore that i'd kill eryn if i ended up in seremban, which was very realistic
but we had some crazy fun of which we behaved like we were 18 all over again of where all logic and reason were left at home ;)
but who wouldnt? great music, FREE FLOW 42 below vodka, and great company
there were so many people there that i hadn't seen forever due to self imposed isolation and it was good to catch up
i managed to drag my ass home at 6.30 on both mornings and now am suffering on a monday swearing that i'll never ever let alcohol touch my lips again...seriously
*
im going to watch the diving now
my work schedule revolves around the olympics
you should hear the comments that we made when watching the men's gymnastics....its almost pornographic

xL

kepanasan GBB

its ridiculously hot in KL at the moment
it hasnt rained in like...i dont know...3 weeks or so?
the haze is here which turns the sky almost greyish
so there we are hoping that it grey because its going to piss down with rain...but no, its just the goddamn pollution that im sure is so thick that its stopping the rain from falling
i get the feeling that mother nature is well pissed off with us
oh yes the new palace is justified...you know, the one that spans from the back of my office to hartamas? cos the king plays such a huge role in this country...i can see how he's already bored of the new one that was built for him in putrajaya. god forbid that they have to drive all the way to KL to get the new gucci bag...im mean, with petrol prices just soaring
urgh. i feel sick just reading what i wrote
-_-

*
biggest achievement for the week:
ive managed to commit to 3 major dates in regards to my travel plans
and ive even bought the plane tickets 0_0, which caused a major dent of RM13k
however, on the way to argentina, i get to stop in cape town, south africa :D
i doubt they'll let me out of the airport though...they'll probably be like, this cina sure gonna cause some kinda trouble if we let her out...especially since i would have been travelling for over 15 hours, im sure i'll smell sweet :)
WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

i hear 30 days

xL

vicious

singfest was awesomely fantastically fabulous
i thought it was going to be another sunburst or whatever festival that was in KL
but nay
the sound system was amazing, the energy was amazing and what i loved the most? the place was on a tiered sorta hill, so you could pretty much get a good view from wherever you were
one republic were amazing performers, we danced crazy and were squashed in the mosh pit for rick astley *biggggg grinnn*, which hyped us for PCD who were pretty awesome as well and alicia keys got all souful for us, which calmed us down for an amazing 9 hour sleep after that.
ANDDEN
there was jason mraz
of who made me go freaking nuts. he is such a good performer and he created an amazing vibe and im just going to gush about him for the rest of the year i swear. he ignited the suppresed love i had for boy bands when i was 12. i think im in love again :)
i enjoyed the music so much that the SGD12 bottles of bacardi breezers (oh how i missed them so from australia), SGD6 kebabs & the intense heat (my god, it was hot as hell, just as bad as the heat in KL now) didnt phase me at all

for some sick reason, i enjoyed the entire journey
of course i had the great company of khadeeds to endure it with me
then there was pher who hung around and layan-ed our absurd needs of needing to eat, needing to drink & not finding the urgency in "getting there on time". he has turned into a singaporean and i bet he loves it

i would upload the photos but i have a jackass of a sister who lost the cable for the camera and now i have to go find another cable
but that doesnt matter, cos im still swooning over jason mraz :D

xL

escaping on the run

whenever i feel like things arent in place, i turn to khalil gibran
admittedly, ive been ignoring him for a little while now
it's almost like a relationship some people have with god, of which they turn to him only when things suck
for someone like me who isn't that religious, who believes more in the universe as a single entity and the flow of good and bad energy, my belief in the prophet is pretty intense
the prophet contains 26 short stories, like a little advice book on life covering topics that are relevant to most people
ive always loved how he wrote "love", because it made so much sense to me. so now, when im neither here nor there, i started reading "joy and sorrow"

*

Then a woman said, "Speak to us of Joy and Sorrow."

And he answered: Your joy is your sorrow unmasked. And the selfsame well from which your laughter rises was oftentimes filled with your tears. And how else can it be? The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain. Is not the cup that holds your wine the very cup that was burned in the potter's oven? And is not the lute that soothes your spirit the very wood that was hollowed with knives? When you are joyous, look deep into your heart and you shall find it is only that which has given you sorrow that is giving you joy. When you are sorrowful, look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.

Some of you say, "Joy is greater than sorrow," and others say, "Nay, sorrow is the greater."

But I say unto you, they are inseparable. Together they come, and when one sits alone with you at your board, remember that the other is asleep upon your bed.

Verily you are suspended like scales between your sorrow and your joy. Only when you are empty are you at standstill and balanced. When the treasure-keeper lifts you to weigh his gold and his silver, needs must your joy or your sorrow rise or fall.

the prophet, khalil gibran

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whenever i feel like everything is getting out of hand,
i turn to him, take a browse through his stories
stop at the one that makes the most sense to me at the time
i read it and everything seems to fall back into place

37 days


xL